Don't touch my tomb!

The appearance of the big white egg completely stabilized Jin Ting. He no longer had red eyes, and no longer scolded people everywhere. Instead, he began to keep his hands on the egg, holding it and showing off with a dreamy expression: "My son, nine Yu gave birth to me, hahaha!"

After showing off in Jin's mansion, he wanted to go to the street, but was slapped back by Mrs. Jin.

After being beaten, Jin Ting fell into silence again, often sitting in Jiuyu's small courtyard with his eggs in his arms, with a gloomy expression, and sat for most of the day.

Mrs. Jin probably already learned about Jiuyu from other people. She didn't criticize Jin Ting for cheering up immediately, but shook her head and sighed repeatedly, and told the whole house to be optimistic about Jin Ting. As for the big white egg, don't say a word!

Qin Xiaocong stayed in the Jin residence for another day, then packed his bags and set out on the road alone.

After leaving the Jin mansion, he first went to the largest medicine shop in Jincheng according to Lu Yin's instructions, and packed a lot of medicinal materials that were beneficial to Bai Hezi and the others in healing.After only doing this one thing, most of the day passed. Qin Xiaocong looked at the bustling crowd and followed them into a restaurant, ready to have a meal.

Seeing Qin Xiaocong's extraordinary appearance and the clothes he was wearing were made of the most precious brocade, the waiter in the shop graciously invited him to the best place on the second floor.

"My lord, this place is next to the window, so we can have a glimpse of the prosperity of Jincheng. In another quarter of an hour, we will be able to see the parade performance of the Yunluo troupe, but it couldn't be better!"

Qin Xiaocong looked downstairs with little interest, and quickly looked away, "What delicious food do you all have?"

The waiter graciously presented the menu.

Qin Xiaocong ordered almost all the items on the menu that he hadn't eaten before, "Let's start with these, I'll try."

"Okay!" The shop waiter accepted the menu, mouths from ear to ear, "Have some tea first, and the good wine and food will be here soon!"

While waiting for the food, Qin Xiaocong saw a peddler walking by carrying a stick made of straw, and the straw stick was filled with all kinds of candied haws.Well, these don't look as good as the ones He Lang bought for him, and they probably don't taste very good either.Those icings look thick and white, and the hawthorn balls are a bit shriveled...

Qin Xiaocong looked at the sun again, and felt that the time was going very slowly today.It has been a long time since he came out of the tomb, because Bai Hezi has difficulty moving, most of the time he goes on the road alone to search for the spiritual objects in the tomb, going up mountains and seas is a common thing, and he doesn't feel that he is alone. have what.Why do I always feel empty around me today, and my heart is also empty.

The dishes he ordered came out quickly, and the table was full, and the waiter stood aside and enthusiastically wanted to help him with the dishes.

"I'll do it myself." Qin Xiaocong felt very uncomfortable with such a person standing by his side, and after driving the waiter away, he tried a few dishes by himself, only to find that the taste was too much, and he frowned and put down his chopsticks.

Qin Xiaocong was stunned for a while with his chin resting on one hand, he was living so much like a human being recently that he almost forgot that he could not eat.

At this time, the sound of musical instruments blowing and beating came from downstairs, and the passers-by on the street immediately surrounded them, clapping their hands and applauding.

"The Yunluo troupe is here!"

"Look, this time it's the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!"

"Look at He Xiangu, she is really a rare beauty!"

"That's Yingniang, the pillar of the Yunluo troupe, she looks like whatever she is."

"I heard that Lord Guo of Licheng specially invited them to perform for his birthday on the second day of next month..."

……

Qin Xiaocong was attracted by the bustle, and couldn't help but look down. When he saw this, the Congyu hanging around his waist vibrated "buzzing".

There is another spirit in the tomb, and it is in the performing troupe!

Which one is it?The Eight Immortals performing were showing their magical powers, and the people below were so popular that it was impossible to locate which body the breath in the tomb came from.

Qin Xiaocong got up and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by the shop waiter, "My lord, have you eaten yet?"

Qin Xiaocong was anxious to leave, "Okay."

"Hey son, you haven't paid yet!" the waiter said with a smile.

pay...

Qin Xiaocong fumbled in his sleeve, and took out a bunch of messy things, but he didn't see any money.

Too bad, it seems that gold and silver are indispensable for walking in the world, and I forgot to take some from He Lang when I left.

Qin Xiaocong smiled awkwardly.

The shop clerk also smiled at him, but his eyes were murderous, and he gestured with the back of his hand behind his back. There were already several burly men coming up the stairs, ready to serve this "suspected eater".

A touch of gold streaked across the air and landed precisely on the open palm of the waiter.

"Take it."

Hearing that familiar voice, Qin Xiaocong felt a warm current in his heart.

The waiter in the shop weighed the genuine gold in his hand, and his fake smile immediately switched to a real one seamlessly, "Thank you, my lord!"

"He Lang!" Qin Xiaocong didn't realize how happy he was, "You came so soon?"

He Lang was still dressed in a white Taoist robe, and when he saw him, his expression didn't change much, he just raised his hand and touched Qin Xiaocong's head, "You can't leave if I don't come."

Qin Xiaocong was embarrassed, but more happy.

In the Jin Mansion before, He Lang wanted to stay a few more days to clean up the remaining grievances in the mansion, especially since Lingdong also stayed in the mansion for a while, fearing that any remaining poison would fall and endanger the lives of innocent people.Qin Xiaocong was concerned about the old and the young in the White Crane Temple, so he decided to take a step ahead. The two made an appointment to meet in the White Crane Temple in three days, but it took only half a day for He Lang to catch up.

Qin Xiaocong asked him: "Have you finished dealing with the affairs in the mansion?"

"It's almost done, leave the rest to Lufu, and he should practice on his own."

"That's great." Qin Xiaocong said sincerely.

He Lang also looked down at him, neither of them spoke for a while.

Qin Xiaocong slapped his head, it's too bad, he was so obsessed with beauty that he almost forgot about business, "I found another one, come quickly!" He dragged He Lang down the stairs, and the Yunluo troupe had long since disappeared.

And the wisp of breath from the tomb that he caught just now has long since disappeared.

"Yunluo Troupe..." Qin Xiaocong murmured.

The peddler on the side said enthusiastically, "Is the young master also chasing the show? It's a pity today. They rushed to Licheng after the performance this time. They will celebrate Mr. Guo's birthday on the second day of next month!"

"Li City?"

"I know where it is, do I want to chase it?" He Lang asked.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaocong shook his head, "Forget it, don't worry, I'd better go back and see Bai Hezi and the others, this time I left without saying goodbye, Bai Hezi must have died of anger."

"Okay." He Lang said.

Qin Xiaocong rubbed his stomach suddenly, "He Lang, there is still a large table of food left uneaten, don't let it go to waste, shall we leave after eating?"

"Okay." He Lang was about to go upstairs with him, but stopped again, "You go first, I'll add something."

He Langjia's dish is a bunch of candied haws just out of the pan.When Qin Xiaocong took it, the icing on the hawthorn balls was still a bit sticky, but he ate very happily, and he also enjoyed the rest of the food.

Satisfied with wine and food, Qin Xiaocong touched Gu Youyou's stomach, and burped contentedly, "He Lang, I can probably guess which one is hiding in the troupe, I can guarantee that he is not harmful. In the tomb, there is one who loves to watch operas, and another who loves to act. There will be no one who likes to sing except that one.”

He Lang casually pasted a shielding charm under the edge of their table, isolating all the noise around them, and preventing unrelated people from eavesdropping on their conversation, "That day, the person you mentioned... the one you've been looking for, Who is it?"

Qin Xiaocong frowned in distress, "He is the owner of my tomb. However, I don't know what he looks like or his name, so it's hard to find him."

"Tomb owner?" He Lang asked back.

"En." Qin Xiaocong nodded, "You already know that I am not a mortal. I am actually a tomb spirit. In our tomb, there are many spirits like me. We stayed in the tomb well. Suddenly, the sky thunder came and split the whole tomb into pieces, and we all suffered as well."

Qin Xiaocong felt that this expression was not intuitive enough. He dipped his index finger in the tea, first drew a smaller octagon on the table, and then drew a larger octagon outside the octagon, and then put the two octagons together. All corners are connected.

"I'm not very good at drawing, but the aboveground part of the cemetery looks like this. The whole thing is hidden in a big mountain, and others call it Kunlun Mountain. The aboveground part is a nine-story seal, and the underground is a nine-story underground palace. It's very big. There are many strange things in it. It is a rare treasure, but there is no writing. The owner of the tomb is in the ninth floor of the underground palace, and the entire ninth floor of the underground palace is his tomb alone."

"The owner of the tomb was there when I had spiritual consciousness. His whole body was wrapped in a jade robe, and he could only see a pair of eyes. That person...has a bad temper, and often punishes us for trivial things." Qin Xiaocong endured Can't stop complaining.

"Punishment?"

"Oh, it's not for no reason, but it's just some trivial things. For example, if I speak too loudly, I will be banned or something. It's a bit like your treatment of Liufu... In short, the most urgent thing is to find the owner of the tomb as soon as possible, find him, and other things. The scattered spirits will naturally come back to recognize the owner. Now that those guys are not restrained by the owner of the tomb, I don’t know what troubles will be caused.”

"Do you have a clue now?"

Qin Xiaocong stared at He Lang's eyes that were similar to those of the owner of the tomb. This transparent blue-black color was really too similar.He hesitated for a while, "It's not completely absent... He Lang, what does your family do?"

He Lang probably didn't expect the topic to come to him suddenly, he was startled, and didn't answer immediately.

Qin Xiaocong approached him, and said in a low voice: "Your eyes look very similar to the owner of the tomb, almost exactly the same. I suspect...you are his descendants. Do you have any genealogy, ancestral records, etc. Maybe you can find them Clues to the owner of the tomb."

He Lang was silent for a while.

Seeing that his expression suddenly turned cold, Qin Xiaocong realized that he had said something wrong.Probably any mortal will feel uncomfortable when he is said to be with a dead man?He was about to explain when He Lang spoke.

"That's why you look at me differently?" He Lang said lightly.

Um?Qin Xiaocong nodded, noticing He Lang's expression, he quickly stopped again.Is there something wrong?The aura on He Lang's body was indeed reassuring, and his eyes were indeed similar to those of the owner of the tomb. He was just guessing reasonably.

Qin Xiaocong was a little afraid to speak.

He Lang was quiet for a while, and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Maybe there is a real connection. The mausoleum regulations you drew are only found in imperial mausoleums. My family tree is very complete, but it cannot be borrowed. You If you want to see it, you can just go back and watch it with me."

"That's great!" Qin Xiaocong said happily.

He Lang got up, walked downstairs without looking at him, "Let's go."

"Wait, I have to go back to the White Crane Temple first, wait for me, He Lang!"

However, when Qin Xiaocong rushed back to Baiheguan, what greeted him was not Baihezi's spittle, but a strange man.

The man was dressed in black, with bare feet, half of his face was wearing a black mask, his whole body was full of ghosts, and a string of hideous chains was wrapped around his left arm.I don't know what the chain was made of, and it was entwined with blood-red flames.

Qin Xiaocong saw that the man was stepping on a white crane. On the other side, the water tank where Jiaojiaoyue was hiding was also broken, and Jiaojiaoyue was bouncing hard on the dry ground.

Seeing Qin Xiaocong, the man grinned and showed a bloody smile, "It's not in vain for me to wait for a rabbit, I'm finally back!"