Immortal Voices Chapter 218: Heartbeat
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Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun looked at Fenhe immediately, waiting patiently for Fenhe to continue speaking.
This place is too weird. You can't miss any details. If you lose the news of the emperor and maiden because you haven't noticed some small details, then they will be to blame.
Fenhe carefully recalled the various classics recorded in the clan, organized the language, and said: "In the rumors, only Wangyou has this deceptive taste. It is recorded in the clan classics that this wine first appeared in One thousand six hundred years ago, it was made by a high monk for his beloved girl."
She looked faintly regretful: "Later, I heard that the girl was killed by someone. In grief, the monk poured all the worries into the nearby river. When the local people who drank the river water woke up, they all Forget all the troubles, forget the most important person in their hearts."
"From then on, anyone who wants to forget all their worries will go to the river to drink the Wangyou water. Since the river dries up, there has been no forgetfulness in this world." Fanhe also has some Doubt, why Wangyou will appear here.
Ye Wenchun sighed: "It's a beautiful but regrettable story."
After a pause, his gaze fell on Wang Jiuquan, and he asked suspiciously: "Where is the eminent monk?"
Fenhe shook his head and said: "It is said that he disappeared with the body of his beloved person, maybe already dead."
"It's impossible." Su Xuan said solemnly: "If he dies, what is the explanation for this spring of worry?"
Ye Wenchun thought for a while and asked: "I heard that the family of Xixin Lord was also destroyed one thousand and six hundred years ago?"
Fenhe nodded: "It is true."
Ye Wenchun looked at Su Xuan and asked, "Master Su, what can you think of?"
Su Xuan picked up a stone and bounced it out. The stone was blocked by the barrier outside Jiuquan.
He coldly said with an ice cube face: "The sweetheart of the eminent monk is also a clan member of Xixin and the Lord."
"The eminent monk was probably used by the Lord Xixin. Maybe he has become a demon cultivator. This can also explain why the worries that have no longer appeared in the world appear here." Ye Wenchun looked on. Certainly come to such a conclusion.
Immediately, he asked Fenhe: "You Haotian Immortal Sect has been hostile to Demon Cultivation for so many years, have you ever seen Demon Cultivation that resembles a monk?"
Fenhe's face changed: "Left Guardian."
She was full of disbelief, and she murmured: "It turned out to be Zuo Hu Fa, Zuo Hu Fa is actually the legendary monk who brewed Wangyou, why no one thought about it, how is it possible, how is this possible. "
Su Xuan was a little impatient with her muttering: "What's impossible, a demon cultivator, a high monk, very few people can connect them together, you can't think of it, it's normal."
Fenhe: "..."
Su Xuan said towards Ye Wenchun: "Ye Xiang, this restriction is left to you."
Ye Wenchun said with a black face: "Have you forgotten that the barrier was activated when the small stone in your hand hit it lightly. At this time, you let me solve it?"
Listening to the neat and orderly footsteps in Su Xuan's ears, he calmly said: "Only you can understand here."
Ye Wenchun snorted coldly, accepted the compliment which was not a compliment, and then looked up at the place where the sound was made.
After the enchantment is activated, no one can say what will appear.
Thousands of guards from the pottery warriors were the one I never wanted to catch.
These guards are all wearing weapons and armor, looking forward with awe-inspiring eyes. It seems that as long as a malicious uninvited guest breaks in, they will directly violently kill people.
Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun looked at each other, very surprised.
"This main tomb chamber is very important. There are many institutions and various arrangements are blocking our footsteps. Now even the guards have appeared." Ye Wenchun said with a flash of eyes watching the figurines stop in front of the wine pond.
As soon as the voice fell, his huge divine sense had already remembered all the formations here in his heart, and he thought of a solution in no time.
His hands quickly formed seals, and layers of obscure energy fluctuations spread around the wine pool as the center.
The attacking posture of the pottery guards suddenly stopped, and they took two steps back and returned to their original positions.
"Go, go in and take a look." Ye Wenchun said.
Su Xuan and Fenhe followed closely behind them, and the three cautiously passed the guards and headed towards the place they sincerely guarded.
Beyond the guards, there are rows of tombs with rows of people. The decorations of these tombs are not only the same, but the coffins are the same, but the names carved on each coffin are different.
A lady with a pottery figurine is guarded in front of the coffin, seemingly waiting for the people in the coffin to come out.
A faint cold wind blew in, and Fenhe shivered, and the corners of her lips turned white: "Then, the people in the coffin won't come out?"
Ye Wenchun smiled mildly and said: "The dead will not wake up, don't be afraid, little girl."
Fenhe moved her feet in the direction of Ye Wenchun, and then she was relieved as if she were relaxed.
Su Xuan glanced at Ye Wenchun, a little surprised in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiang, a shameless old man, would attract little girls.
Ye Wenchun clearly saw something in Su Xuan's eyes, his face turned black, and he snorted and said nothing.
After passing through the burial chamber, the three of them finally came to the main tomb. Standing outside the main tomb, the pressure of the three of them made their hearts jump.
"Listen." Ye Wenchun said suddenly.
Su Xuan closed his eyes and listened intently.
‘Boom. A faint sound came into his ears, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "It's the sound of a heartbeat."
Although it is very slight, it took a long time to jump, but it must be the heartbeat.
Fenhe's face turned pale instantly, and his heart and heartbeat sound?
Except for the three of them, there is no heartbeat in the entire dead city.
"Let's go in." Ye Wenchun said.
Fenhe stretched out her hand, and before he could hold Ye Wenchun, Ye Wenchun had already walked in.
Fenhe looked flustered for another moment, and she hurriedly chased Ye Wenchun. In this weird place that made her scalp numb, only Senior Ye could give her a sense of security.
Behind her, Su Xuan glanced at them lightly and walked in.
Ye Wenchun stepped into the main tomb first, and hundreds of coffins were visible.
He murmured: "These should be the masters of the City Lord's Mansion."
These coffins are all engraved with a personal name, and they are neatly arranged, and the white funeral flags hanging from the tomb sway lightly, as if they knew someone was coming before they lightly welcomed them.
"Ye Xiang, look." Su Xuan suddenly exclaimed.
He seemed to have encountered something that surprised him, and even Ye Xiang's honorific title was also called out for a while.
Ye Wenchun hurriedly walked towards him, and saw Su Xuan standing in a tomb room behind the coffin. The tomb room was full of spirit signs, and each tablet was written with the name of the deceased.
Ye Wenchun's face changed slightly, because the first words at the beginning of those tokens were all content.
That is their national surname, the surname of the royal family, there are hundreds of people here.