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Xiuhong was wrapped in black like a heretic, standing in a dark place, hiding from the light, and waving at An Yisheng.

An Yisheng entered the dilapidated house, and there was an unremarkable dilapidated cellar hidden in the dilapidated house. When he went down to the cellar, what was even more bizarre was that there was a coffin inside.

There is a broken chain near the coffin, and there are a few coffin stones scattered beside it. It seems that there have been soul sacrificing charms pasted on it before. There are altars on the four walls. The candles are half burnt, yellow and black, and have not been seen for a long time. No, the whole scene is like a small tomb for suppressing ghosts.

The coffin had no lid, and the lid was thrown at a corner, with a pair of red embroidered shoes pressed underneath.

An Yisheng looked a little apprehensive, and Xiu Hong said softly, "Don't be afraid, my lord, that's my roommate. We lived in the same room for the past few years, and she didn't blame me for stealing her coffin at all."

An Yisheng was chilled by the cold humor, the dim light at the entrance above was completely extinguished as the embroidered red pushed the shutter, and the decaying smell of dust all around made An Yisheng sneezed in pain and made a loud noise, At the same time, thinking that there were people up there, he pinched his nose and breathed through his mouth.

No one can see anyone, but Xiu Hong is very familiar with it, saying: "What happens here, you can't hear it from outside."

An Yisheng just didn't pay attention, the inside of the coffin was full of scratches, a tragedy happened here a long time ago.

In the darkness, I couldn't even hear Xiuhong's breathing. An Yisheng only felt that he was in a void. He said to the darkness, "Xiuhong? Have you been here all this time?"

Xiu Hong said: "You said you would come back, I have been waiting for you."

An Yisheng didn't know what it was like in his heart, even though time had passed, even though he wanted to find Bu Qinghe An Hongdou and come back immediately, but God can fulfill people's wishes, how many promises were delayed and forgotten by sudden events all the time.What's more, he didn't bring an antidote.

Xiu Hong said: "Young master didn't come here specially for slaves."

An Yisheng blushed, and truthfully told a series of things from the time he left that day to An Hongdou's death, and finally said: "If I had time, I would definitely ask Lord Linglong for the antidote to Xigusan, but I don't have it now. Later, Cai Yunxuan succeeded in assassinating the King of Nan'an, I believe Yue Linglong is also nearby."

Xiu Hong didn't make a sound, and said after a while of silence: "Young master, if you think it's too dark, you can light the nearby candles, it won't get in the way."

After An Yisheng heard this, he could only feel his way to the wall, turned on the whistle and lit the candle. Suddenly, a corner of the dark tomb was illuminated, but the embroidered red was not seen.

Xiuhong lay in the coffin, and said: "Hua Ciha is dead. The body was hung on the city wall for several days a few days ago, and now it may have been digested by wild dogs."

Now, Huaciha's Fengyun Village was flooded by King Nan'an, and Yue Linglong was hunted down along with him. There was no longer any plan for King Dongxiang's revival, and the only thing left was personal grievances.

So whether he assassinated the King of Nan'an or was captured by the King of Nan'an, both left and right were dead, An Yisheng was not surprised.

Then who does Yu Jie want to give the head of King Nan'an?

Apart from Yue Linglong killing King Nan'an to avenge Huaciha, he couldn't think of anyone else.

An Yisheng: "How do you know?"

Xiuhong: "It's been a long night, and I would go out for a walk when I have nothing to do. I thought no one in the world would recognize Xiuhong anymore. I never thought I would see you again."

An Yisheng: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back in an accident?"

Xiu Hong slowly sat up from the coffin, do I need to be afraid?

An Yi couldn't be more shocked, Xiu Hong took off her black robe, and her white hair poured down like a multi-stringed piano with broken strings.Her skin was pale and pale, like a witch from hell, and she had no warmth in her body.

Xiu Hong's whole body is cold, and her face is expressionless, like a porcelain figure, which must have been caused by not seeing the sun for many years.

An Yisheng said: "Don't worry, just stay a few more days, and when I find Yue Linglong, I will be able to cure you."

Xiu Hong said: "It's useless to find her, she doesn't know how to detoxify with Xigusan."

An Yisheng said: "Don't be so unconfident, Xigusan is also from her family."

Xiu Hong said again: "My lord, don't talk too much, if I say it's useless, it must be useless."

It was only then that An Yisheng discovered that Xiuhong was worried or sad, happy or sad, and her tone of voice could express it, but her expression couldn't change with her emotions at all. This was too weird and unacceptable.

An Yisheng: "Why don't you try it." Suddenly thought, how did Xiuhong conclude that Yue Linglong couldn't handle this bone erosion powder?So he asked the doubts in his heart.

Xiu Hong said: "Che Gu San came from the Flower Demon Immortal of Linglong Bureau. When the Flower Demon Immortal was galloping in the rivers and lakes, no one knew where and what sect she came from. Later, a holy envoy from the Western Regions peeked out some clues. It turned out that the Flower Demon Immortal The skills of the magic fairy come from Tianzhu magic skills."

An Yisheng really wanted to ask, "How do you know this?"

The answer to this mystery has been buried in his heart for too long. Xiuhong is young, but knows everything, and he grew up with him, so he is definitely not the old monster like the old lady Yue Linglong.

Xiuhong said again: "Tianzhu's secret kung fu has always been passed on to only one person, and it is divided and combined in cycles. If Hua Moxian stays in Linglong Bureau, then her kung fu will definitely be taught to the same person as Yue Linglong. When that person accepts disciples, he will teach these exercises separately, so that they will be divided and combined again and again. This has something to do with their teachings."

In this way, isn't it hopeless, "Who was the person who poisoned you at that time?" An Yisheng asked.

Xiu Hong shook her head, lay down, and said: "The people who stayed in Nan'an Palace before Hua Moxian's death may have escaped the pursuit by chance, but I don't know who it is."

An Yisheng was one head and two big, and he really couldn't bear to spend the rest of his life in this dark and dilapidated tomb cellar. He thought there must be an antidote, and it was equivalent to talking nonsense in front of Xiuhong.

Xiu Hong said: "I'm very happy to see you. If you have nothing to do, young master, you can leave on your own until the outsiders leave. Please forgive Xiu Hong for not being able to see you off."

An Yisheng couldn't see whether she was happy or not from her face, but he could clearly feel that Xiu Hong was in despair, so he boldly asked:

"Xiu Hong, who are you? Why do you know everything about the past few decades?"

Xiu Hong seemed to sigh lightly, but did not speak.

An Yisheng had no choice but to say: "I won't force you if you don't tell me. No matter what you think, I will definitely find Yue Linglong and give it a try. I just leave you here to rot. I can't bear it."

Xiuhong said: "That's just the son's generosity, Xiuhong doesn't need other people's pity."

In all fairness, if there was no embroidered red, An Yisheng would have died many times in the Gu family of the Bu family, in the prison cell on the cliff. An Yisheng had long regarded embroidered red as a relative who shared weal and woe, so embroidered red's words somewhat hurt An Yisheng's heart.

An Yisheng hesitated, and Xiu Hong said again: "Master, don't tell anyone that the servant is hiding here, otherwise the servant really has no other place to go."

An Yisheng said, "Naturally." He suddenly remembered something, and said, "This Ma Mansion looks good. If my cousin and I settle here in the future, it would be a good choice."

Xiu Hong sat up from the coffin again, looked at An Yisheng for a while, and An Yisheng felt inexplicably guilty.

An Yisheng waited for Xiuhong to speak, but Xiuhong didn't say anything, just said: "Turn off the light, it makes me uncomfortable." Then she lay down again.

The lights went out, and it was dark again. An Yisheng chased Yujie all night, but he was also tired. He leaned against the wall and fell asleep, and he didn't know when he woke up again.

I don't know how embroidered red is. An Yisheng didn't turn on the lamp, but quietly touched the wall, found the way up, pushed open the baffle, and walked up. It was already night.

The grass in the courtyard was trampled down, the bell on the tree had long been rusted and would not ring in the wind, and the fragments of the broken pot were still scattered on the ground, but the head of King Nan'an was taken away.

Nan'an Palace could not be entered. An Yisheng wanted to go and talk to Bu Qinghe, but he didn't think he would mind his disappearance. After all, it would be better to leave the meeting now, so as not to irritate Bu Qingxian.

An Yisheng wandered outside for two days, and went to the inn, took the dagger and whip, and left a letter to the flower picker, saying that if Bu Qinghe came looking for him, he said that he could be found in Changpo, Wuzhen.

An Yisheng packed up his things and went to look for Yue Linglong alone. The Linglong Bureau in the mangrove forest was her old lair. Although it was flooded, she expected to go there again to find some clues.

There are traces of flooding everywhere in Wuzhen. In the past few years, the floods caused the townspeople to have no crops, and they all moved out one after another.Now there is no one here, the houses are in ruins, even the originally wide roads are covered with weeds, and the walls are covered with traces of moss after being flooded.

Although I didn't have time to take a good look at this small town, it was still half my hometown. An Yisheng's footsteps were heavy and complicated, and his heart was even more flustered.

There is no way to go up the long slope, and the original mangrove valley has become a large lake with some broken boats on the lake.The originally complicated underground made it difficult for ships to travel here, and they couldn't go far. The relics of the ancestors that were occasionally seen when walking inside, the strange frogs and giant fish disappeared.

No matter how powerful a creature is, if it stays in one place for a long time, a huge change will be a devastating blow.

The water flows against the current, so sailing against the current is laborious. An Yisheng retreated along the water after walking for a while, lying on the boat and swaying with the water.

"Hey! Boatman..."

A girl from far away shouted, her voice was hearty and delicate, when the person approached, she found that it was none other than Yue Linglong.

Yue Linglong was covered in plain drafts, like a widow whose man just died, holding a coarse cloth bag.

Yue Linglong was not overjoyed when she saw An Yisheng, instead she asked, "What are you doing here, do you want to go back?" While speaking, she opened the cloth bag, opened the wooden box inside, and picked up the ashes inside. , sprinkled on the lake.

Needless to say, she knew that it was Huaciha's ashes. Now that she had avenged her vengeance, she came here to pay homage to Huaciha.

An Yisheng said: "To be honest, I have something to ask Sister Linglong."

Yue Linglong said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm so glib, I'm old enough to be your mother!"

An Yisheng also laughed and said: "Sister really likes to joke, and now this Linglong Bureau can't go back, what is my sister's plan in the future?"

After Yue Linglong finished scattering the ashes, she threw the box and coarse cloth into the lake, and said, "Well, what do you want from me?"

An Yisheng: "My sister really speaks quickly, so I'll tell you, do you know how to cure the poison of Xigusan?"

Without even thinking about it, Yue Linglong said, "I don't know!"

Sure enough, it was as Xiuhong said, but this month Linglong's promise was too straightforward, making people suspicious.

An Yisheng asked again: "Does my sister know who in the world can solve this problem? I hope my sister will let me know. This is very important to me."

Yue Linglong sneered: "Why, your boyfriend has been poisoned by this, you ask me in such a tone!"

An Yisheng smiled and said, "Don't dare."

Yue Linglong seemed to be here for an outing, facing the lake, blowing the breeze on the lake, she said refreshedly: "It's not that I won't help you, but I can't help you. Cegusan is a poison, yes, but it's also It is a martial art, Hua Moxian used to rely on Xigusan and Linglong Duansi to walk the rivers and lakes, and later defected to Nan'an King and was cleared by Linglong Bureau and Caiyunxuan, and she did not keep any apprentices."

An Yisheng was puzzled, so Yue Linglong could only say: "In other words, everyone who knows this skill is dead!"

This result was expected by An Yi, but at the same time it introduced a mystery, since everyone who met was dead, who used the bone erosion powder for Xiuhong?

Yue Linglong gently stroked the scar on her hand, frowned, her eyes showed a murderous look and unwillingness for a moment, and said to An Yisheng: "I still have something to do, so I'm going first."