Don't touch my tomb!

Qin Xiaocong fell into a wonderful dream.In the dream, he and He Lang held hands and traveled all over the country, eating delicious food all over the world.The two face each other day and night, playing the harp and the instrument in harmony, carefree and happy.

But a gust of wind came from somewhere, and it was bitingly cold.The wind passed between him and He Lang, pulling He Lang's hand away, and in a blink of an eye, He Lang disappeared.

What a sweet dream has become a nightmare!Qin Xiaocong desperately chased after the gust of wind, "Stop, give me back He Lang!"

He was chasing the wind, but suddenly his foot fell into the air, and his whole body fell into a mass of emptiness and darkness.Qin Xiaocong was suspended in the darkness, calling He Lang's name loudly.

Suddenly, countless glowing images emerged from the darkness, big and small, in all shapes, revolving around Qin Xiaocong.

The screen is full of Qin Xiaocong and He Lang, and it is a photo of them together.He Lang fed him candied haws, He Lang helped him dress, and he rode on He Lang...

However, wherever Qin Xiaocong's gaze passed, the He Lang in those pictures suddenly disappeared.In the picture, Qin Xiaocong is eating candied haws, but no one is feeding him anymore; in the picture, he is wearing new clothes, but standing alone; in the picture, he is kneeling on the bed naked, but there is nothing around him...

"He Lang—!" Qin Xiaocong yelled and sat up.

Immediately someone held his hand, "I'm here."

Seeing He Lang close in front of him, Qin Xiaocong hugged him tightly.Great, He Lang is still there, right in front of his eyes.

Qin Xiaocong clasped his hands tightly, wrapped He Lang tightly in his arms, and tried to calm his breathing.That's right, it was just a nightmare, a completely impossible nightmare.How could He Lang disappear? He is the owner of the tomb with unfathomable spiritual power.

Qin Xiaocong raised his head, looked up at He Lang, glanced at the surrounding environment out of the corner of his eye, and the fragmented memory slowly joined together.

"Where is this?" Qin Xiaocong was dumbfounded. Didn't they just come out of the Qingluan mirror before, why did he lie on the bed and fell asleep right now.

"Chang'an Palace." He Lang explained, "Speaking of which, I have to thank He Jue, who transported us who fainted outside the grotto back to the palace."

He Jue?Well, this person didn't take the opportunity to kill He Zhang, it seems that he is not bad enough.Qin Xiaocong asked, "Are the four of us dizzy?"

"Yeah." He Lang nodded, "Qingyao woke me up, the second brother has been in a coma, I don't know what's going on now."

Qin Xiaocong blushed a little. How could he have fallen into a coma like He Zhang, a mortal?

Qin Xiaocong looked at He Lang, and asked hesitantly, "Qingyao, I woke you up, do you know who you are?"

He Lang shook his head, "Qingyao did keep the past of the owner of the tomb, but these pasts have been sealed and he cannot open them."

As He Lang said, he stretched out his right hand, and a mirror in the shape of a green phoenix appeared in his palm, "This is what Qingyao gave me, and it's a clone he specially made to preserve the tomb owner's past."

"Ah? Why is this?" Qin Xiaocong picked up the mirror.His face was clearly reflected in the mirror, just like an ordinary mirror.

If He Lang can't awaken, they won't be able to summon the escaped tomb spirit, so they still have to keep looking for the tomb spirit, so tired!

Qin Xiaocong's eyes fell back to the mirror, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong when he looked at himself in the mirror, why were his eyes so red with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes?

He Lang raised his hand, touched the corner of his eye lightly with his fingertips, and wiped away the teardrop, "What dream did you have? You cried so much."

Qin Xiaocong wouldn't tell him, even nightmares can't be told!

"It's nothing."

Qin Xiaocong fiddled with the Qingluan mirror avatar, intending to try to break the seal, but he was afraid that the strength and method would destroy the mirror, and he would have no way of knowing the past of the owner of the tomb. What if He Lang couldn't wake up? Don't you want to keep searching endlessly?But... the injury on his back, and the next catastrophe that is getting closer...

"Qin Xiaocong." He Lang suddenly and solemnly called his full name.

"Huh?" Qin Xiaocong could not help but sit upright.

"Don't worry, everything is up to me." He Lang said.

"En!" Qin Xiaocong nodded vigorously.

The door was knocked lightly.

"Come in." He Lang said.

Qishun pushed open the door, and ran over in small steps, "His Royal Highness is awake."

"understood."

Qin Xiaocong lifted the quilt, "Let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

They came to the East Palace, and as soon as they reached the door of He Zhang's bedroom, they heard He Zhang say weakly: "Ayao, I'm so scared. When I think of what I just experienced, my heart is about to jump out. Hurry up and hug me again." Tighten me up!"

Qin Xiaocong & He Lang: ...

Only Qingyao doubted: "Did you really not remember anything?"

"What? I just remember that before you passed out, the flame of the evil ghost was about to penetrate into your heart. Fortunately, you are fine, the evil ghost has already killed you, right?"

"Well... it has been completely extinguished, and it won't make trouble anymore."

"Ayao, I didn't expect you to be the reincarnation of Phoenix. You don't think I'm just an ordinary person, do you? Ayao, please, never leave me!"

Qingyao still couldn't hold back, and asked him again, "You really don't remember anything? After I died, what did you do to reshape my body?"

"Don't mention that word to me!" He Zhang said.

The room was quiet for a while, and there was a clear voice of entwining lips and tongues.

The corners of Qin Xiaocong's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice, "We came at the wrong time, your prince brother is very well, let's come back tomorrow."

He Lang nodded, and led Qin Xiaocong to leave the East Palace silently.

In the middle of the night, a phoenix cry suddenly sounded in Qin Xiaocong's mind, waking him up instantly.This is Qingyao's voice transmission to him alone.

Just right, if you don't look for me, I will still look for you.Using both hands and feet, Qin Xiaocong crawled over He Lang and got out of bed quietly.

Before leaving the door, he looked back anxiously to confirm that He Lang was still sleeping soundly, and then left.

As soon as Qin Xiaocong went out, he entered the realm set by Qingyao.

Seeing Qingyao, Qin Xiaocong finally couldn't hold back anymore, "You're not mistaken, are you, He Lang is the owner of the tomb?"

Qingyao rolled her eyes habitually again, "It is absolutely impossible to admit your mistake."

"Okay." Qin Xiaocong couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, "Why did the master seal his past?"

"I don't know." Qing Yao shook his head, "Although I have awakened, part of my memory has also been sealed by the master."

Qin Xiaocong was very worried, "He Lang can't remember the past memories, how can he summon other tomb spirits?"

"Qin Xiaocong," Qingyao said bluntly, "you are really stupid. How long have you been wandering outside before you think of looking for me? All the tomb spirits in the tomb know it, and only I know the master's true face. How much time can I save if the tomb gate comes directly to me?"

Qin Xiaocong was embarrassed, "I didn't expect this." He was struck by lightning like that, and was threatened by the gods. He was in a daze for a long time, how could he think of looking for him?He argued, "Even if I find you, I can't kill you just to restore your memory, right? If it wasn't for the flame this time, you wouldn't be able to recover."

Qingyao sighed, "Xiao Cong, you know, my master arranged my reincarnation early in the morning. Unlike you, I left the tomb on my own initiative when the first thunder fell. The master probably arrived early. There will be such doom, so I made arrangements early. If you don’t come to me, I will die suddenly on my 30th birthday. Naturally, I will remember the mission and take the initiative to find you. The master’s memory contains most of what he stripped Lingli, if you want to wake up his memory, take him to Mount Wutai."

"Wutai Mountain?"

"Well, the master told me that the answers to all the questions are hidden there. When you bring the reincarnated him there, you will naturally wake him up."

"Okay." Qin Xiaocong said, "That's the only way to go."

With a flash of silver light, a slender sword appeared in Qingyao's hand.This sword is shining with silver light, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, the air above is threatening, and the spiritual power is abundant, it looks like an incredible artifact.

Qingyao handed the sword to Qin Xiaocong, "This sword is named Da Huang, and it is the master's natal magic weapon. I have been keeping it. The master has told me to hand this sword over to you when I see you."

"That's great, He Lang's sword has been broken for a long time, and I haven't found a suitable weapon, just in time!" Qin Xiaocong accepted Dahuang, "Show it to He Lang tomorrow, he will definitely like it."

Qingyao said: "You and Your Highness Ninth Prince..."

He called He Lang like that, and Qin Xiaocong felt that he was not just the Qingluan mirror, nor the Phoenix King, but also He Zhang's shadow guard Qingyao, a person who lived in the present.

A blush rose on Qin Xiaocong's cheeks.

Qingyao sighed: "You are really bold."

All that needs to be said has been said, and there is nothing more to say between Qin Xiaocong and Qingyao.Originally, their friendship in the tomb was not deep.

Qingyao untied the boundary, and was stopped by Qin Xiaocong when he was about to leave, "Why didn't you say these things in front of He Lang, and even asked me out?"

Qingyao said: "Before His Highness Jiu awakened, he was just His Highness Ninth, not the owner of the tomb."

After finishing speaking, Qingyao's figure disappeared, leaving Qin Xiaocong thinking about the meaning of his words.Could it be that there is something that the reincarnated He Lang cannot know?Does the owner of the tomb not even trust himself?

Qin Xiaocong returned to the bed, unable to figure it out after much deliberation, decided not to waste any more time, and took one step at a time. Anyway, he has found the owner of the tomb, and will discuss going to Wutai Mountain with He Lang tomorrow.

Before going to bed, Qin Xiaocong casually placed the Dahuang Sword on the table in front of the bed, but he did not expect to cause a lot of trouble.

The author has something to say: drive tomorrow, I swear.