Break the line

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Although the prince was weak, he grew up crying and crying amidst stumbling, nicknamed Chang'an.

The younger brother in her arms is the little prince Chang'an. Li Zui hugged him and comforted him skillfully. From the first time she saw this child, she saw dependence, trust, and warmth from his terrified eyes.

In this palace city, everyone sees her as the princess, His Majesty's niece, the only bloodline of the Chao family... Only the child in front of her sees her as an older sister, a close relative, bound by blood.

Li Shou, who was frozen stiff, had his sister hugging him and sleeping peacefully in the dark wine cellar as the last scene in his mind.The sound of the wheels on the shore stopped abruptly, and a low voice said, "Young Master, this is the place that Master Cheng Xiaohou promised, but there is no one?"

Another young voice: "Get into the water!"

Before dawn, beside the Yu River outside the palace wall, a cart was delivering vegetables early in the morning. The driver wearing a bamboo hat looked anxiously into the water, and suddenly a strong figure jumped out of the water, holding a small hunchbacked body.

In the vegetable cart leaving in a hurry, Li Shou trembled, he was alive.

It wasn't just the wine cellar that was dark. Three thousand miles away, his sister was sneaking in a cave that was getting deeper and wider.

Hui Ting took the lead, Xiao Wu was next, watching vigilantly for any hidden weapons around him, Li Zui was holding a fire pocket in his hand, Meng Hui followed closely, Kan Jian unsheathed his sword, walked quickly sideways, and stared at the darkness behind him .

The depths of the cave turned out to be paved with stone steps, never more than half a meter wide, gradually unfolding, and five people walking side by side did not seem crowded.

Will listen to stop and go, suddenly a gesture, everyone stopped, he lay on the ground, one hand pressed tightly on the ground of the stone steps, tilted his head, his ears were pressed close to the back of his hand, rolling with a muffled sound, it seemed It is already the bottom of the lake, but the intermittent "tick, tick..." is the sound of water?

"The persimmon tree saw that half of the other side of the tomb collapsed, so the tomb objects washed up to the lake with the current. Let's go to the sound of the water."

Meng Hui looked up at the bottomless tomb passage. She was never afraid of the dark. Those who come to hell are not afraid of life and death. But now, with someone who must live by her side, she began to vaguely look forward to the light. It's funny to say, her However, his gaze still paused on Li Zui's body.

The passage to the tomb ends in front of a small arched door, which is unlocked and unshackled, and does not move at all. He will listen to his head and say, "The back of the door is empty. The main hall of the wine garden is about nine feet high, and there is something inside."

Xiao Wu stepped forward and touched for a long time along the gap of the arch.

"Is there a way?" Li Zui stretched out his hand to touch the arch, it was cold but not icy or damp.

Xiao Wu didn't raise his head: "Yes!"

Everyone watched as he opened the small bag, took out a palm-sized black stone, and moved it over the door from bottom to top until somewhere on the upper right of the door, with a snap, the black stone was firmly stuck to the door.

"Here!" Xiao Wu jumped up excitedly: "Brother Kan, help me!"

After marking here, the black stone flakes found two places where they could be pasted one after another, and the three connecting lines gathered at one point.

Xiao Wu turned the black stone over, and the other side was snow-white. The snow-white stone rushed straight to the intersection of the mark, and couldn't push it half a foot away. Together, with a bang, the arch is recessed!

Only then did Xiao Wu put away the stones, waited for the arch to move inward little by little, then turned around and explained: "This mechanism uses magnetic force and the number of sluice gates. The two water-blocking stone gates you saw in Guzhou are sluice gate techniques." , Magnetism was taught to me by my grandfather, only our Shi family..."

The voice stopped abruptly, yes, this is the technology of the Shi family, and magnetism is a secret knowledge of the Shi family, so this mausoleum must be inextricably linked with the Shi family!

Thinking of this, a rush of blood suddenly rushed to the top of his head. He opened his eyes wide, held the knife in his hand, and stared at the water flowing out of the sink under the stone door, pushing the stone door to move in.

The door stopped, but there was light inside the door.

The tomb passage still needs to be illuminated with a torch, but the tomb is full of light.

Kan Jian took the lead, and the blade of the sword in his hand reflected the mirror image in the tomb, but it was just ten huge pearls. I don't know what they were made of. In this dark tomb at the bottom of the lake, it was still shining brightly.

The size of the tomb can be estimated, but it is more like a—"study?" Meng Hui picked up a half-open book on the stone platform, and the moment his fingers touched it, it turned into ashes.

Xiao Wu leaned over to look, and immediately fixed there, there was a small pile of ashes of books on the table, next to it was a black file-like thing, no, it was a file, and it was a golden file that had been lost for 800 years in the Shi family.

Regardless of getting excited, he picked it up. After a long time, the surface of the file had been covered with a layer of black ash, but the Shi family's file was neither gold nor jade, but was made from a piece of stainless, non-bending, and very light treasure. Grandpa's grandfather, in the story passed down from generation to generation, is full of regret and pride. With a light flick, the shiny silver file seems to be brought back to life, and the silver light suddenly appears.

Xiao Wu knelt on the ground with the file in his hand, and slammed his head on the ground. He did it, "Grandpa, I did it."

"The golden file that was originally lost in the taizu mausoleum appeared in this underwater tomb. I'm afraid this time it really came to my family's ancestral tomb." Li Zui smiled and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder, pulling him up.

"Go, go and see if my ancestor is really inside." Li Zui walked towards the other side of the tomb, and there was a rectangular stone platform vaguely there.

The left foot that he took out seemed to be caught on a dark white silk thread. Li Zui was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the lights were brightly lit, and there was a sound of fairy music, "Li Zui, look, our original orchids are all blooming!" It was Sister Cui, who was still smiling like before, waving at her. That's right, she was smiling like ever, her eyes were bright, and her pink skirt fluttered. She was exactly the same as when they were playing together in White Oak Mountain, but she looked grown up.

Li Zui hesitated, why?Will Sister Cui look like this?But a slender hand had already grabbed her arm: "Li Zui, this year's orchids bloomed three to five days earlier than in previous years. You came at the right time! Come and drink dew!"

That's right, the only daughter of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, the eldest lady of the Cui family, is originally bright and cheerful.

Li Zui took the wine cup, the sweet dew wine, amber in color, and was about to drink it down in one gulp. With a "snap", the wine cup was knocked to the ground, she was taken aback for a moment, and then a slap was slapped on her face so hard that her ears were buzzing!

"Li Zui! Shameless! It's disgusting to be so distracted!" Sister Cui, who suddenly changed her expression, scolded her angrily, and familiar and unfamiliar figures appeared from the side, pointing and saying: "Pervert" "Color embryo", "violating the norms", "shameless!"

The figure in front of me gradually blurred, but the voice was amplified infinitely, over and over again, until Sister Cui's familiar voice shouted, "Get lost! Never see you again!"

Li Zui was full of grief and indignation, and with an ah sound, blood spattered everywhere.

"Don't go, just be sisters, okay?"

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Of course we can't just be sisters, hehe

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Chapter 55

The bright tomb is like an ordinary study room. Half-read books are casually buckled on the table, several pens are neatly arranged, and ten bright pearls are shining brightly on the pillars. On the other side, in the dark, there seems to be a Rectangular stone platform.

It is the habit of the literati in the early dynasties to write books on one side of the study and a couch on the other side, so that they can rest when they are tired of reading. When friends come, they can also put a small table in the couch, drink wine and tea, and talk about the past and the present. convenient.

Li Zui followed his gaze straight to the dark stone platform, but stopped moving, his expression changed from shock to fear in an instant, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and everyone rushed to her.

Meng Hui grabbed the collapsed Li Zui, and saw that her brows were tightly furrowed, her lips and teeth were full of blood, but she opened and closed slightly as if she was talking, her pulse was chaotic, she was convulsed and demented.

In the midst of her fuss, her right elbow suddenly touched a faint white line, and suddenly a group of crows screamed strangely, and in an instant, Li Zui, the tomb, and everyone in front of her disappeared, as if in a big dream. She fell to the ground, and when she looked up, flames shot into the sky, and black smoke billowed.

It's the Cui family.

Eight years ago, the Cui family in the south of the Yangtze River was burnt to scorched earth!

I fell into an embrace in an instant, the familiar smell was my mother.

"Brother Yi, I can't change it with you!" Uncle Fu Jun pointed at his father with an axe, and in the other hand was a seven or eight-year-old child with a huge head hanging on his thin neck. She recognized it, it was The third concubine son of Fu Jun's uncle.

"Brother Yi! My lord! That's your son!" Cui Liang stood in front of his mother and her with a sword in his hand, looking at the child who didn't know what to do and the ruler who was no longer human.

After hearing this, the Fujun glanced at the child in a daze, looked up at the sky that had been obliterated by the fireworks, and slowly moved his eyes to Cui Liang: "Cui Liang, I want to live. Eat everything that can be eaten, Ze Cheng's poodle, Zexiang's maid, this is Zexi...I'll trade him for you, he is thin but has flesh, you and your wife live, and you can have a son in the future..."

"You are crazy! We are human beings, and Yizi cannibalism is a beast!" Cui Liang turned his head to look at his trembling daughter, and immediately interrupted him.

The color of Fu Jun's clothes could no longer be seen, with deeply sunken cheeks and scarlet eyes, he wobbled over, "I'm just a bastard who wants to live." He raised his ax and slashed at Cui Liang. The trick is to do everything possible.

Meng Hui tightly closed his eyes.

"Open your eyes, don't sleep, let's see what daddy brought you back?" It was daddy's voice, he lay on the ground, and took out a black thing that smelled of burnt.

Don't, don't, don't touch!Meng Hui shouted desperately, but seeing the hungry and semi-conscious little Meng Hui,