Chapter 1: Buried Alive

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Qu Nian opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, there was no light, and he couldn't see his fingers.

He thought he was drunk and forgotten in the night, but when he groped around, something didn't feel right, because he was enclosed in a narrow space with planks on all sides, and when he knocked on it, the planks made a dull echo.

Qu Nian only felt that his scalp exploded, because he had already judged that this was a coffin, and he was buried alive!

Bury alive?

When this thought came to mind, Qu Nian was so frightened that he almost went incontinent, oh no, to remove the word "almost".

He clearly remembered that he had just drunk with his friends, and then he was probably too drunk to wake up, could it be because he drank to death? But even if he died, he wouldn't be buried directly, don't you want to be cremated? But he touched his body, there was flesh and blood, there was no sign of cremation, and there was no sense of ritual that a funeral should have.

At this time, the memory of another person in his mind came flooding back like a tidal wave, and finally, he knew that his soul had taken possession of the other body.

This person is the prince of Qin, because of his poor qualifications, he has been discriminated against in Qin since he was a child, and King Qin dislikes it very much, so when he was thirteen years old, in order to negotiate peace with the six countries of Shandong, he sent him to Qi as a hostage, nineteen years old this year, it is a good time to get married and have children, but he was deceived out of the city by Qi Wang, the Korean prince who was also a hostage in Qi, and was killed.

According to the memory, the reason why Qi forgot to trick him out of the city was also very simple, saying that Princess Changming of Qi wanted to see him alone, and was waiting for him in Linglong Mountain outside the city, this kind of swan about the toad He actually believed it, and he was so happy that he didn't sleep all night, and ran out early in the morning, dreaming of spring and autumn, but Princess Changming was indeed waiting for him in Linglong Mountain, but not alone, but a group of gentlemen of Qi State, waiting for him to hunt together, but he was not a hunter, but a prey.

However, Changming still had a bit of a conscience, and did not let him expose his corpse to the wilderness, after all, he was also the son of the Qin State, and someone beat him in a rough coffin and buried him.

But he remembered that he had been riddled with arrows from the bow, but now that he had touched his body, his body was intact, except for the torn clothes, and even stronger than before, and his muscles were incomparably tighter.

But he didn't have the heart to be obsessed with his body, since he was buried alive, the most important thing now is to find a way to get out of this coffin, but he groped around on his body, there was no tool for his hand, and even the hairpin was pulled out, so anxious that he could only kick the coffin board with his feet, and it made a clanging sound, but maybe the coffin was buried too deep, and the coffin board did not move at all.

Qu Nian was so anxious that he desperately called for help, hoping that someone would pass by outside the grave and dig him out.

But he tossed for a long time, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't hear any movement outside the grave. After this toss, his body was already soaked with sweat, and he exhaled heavily, but he still felt that he was not breathing enough, and he knew that there was not much oxygen in the coffin, and if he didn't go out, he would suffocate to death.

But how shall he go out? so that the heavens should not be, and the earth should not be spiritual. I couldn't help but panic in my heart, I felt that I would definitely die in the coffin again today, tears slipped quietly in the dark, he really didn't want to die, the more he thought about it, the more pressure he felt, his emotions finally collapsed, and he roared: "Ah-"

Unexpectedly, just when he was desperate, a voice suddenly came from the darkness: ", who are you?"

Qu Nian was startled, if this sound came from outside the tomb, he would definitely be ecstatic, but he could clearly feel that this sound came from the coffin, like a roar in his ear, deafening.

But there was no one else in the coffin except him, not even a single bone.

Originally, he was lying alone in a coffin, and this gloomy atmosphere frightened him, but now a voice came out inexplicably, who else could there be but a ghost?

Qu Nian only felt that his scalp was numb, and when he looked around, he couldn't see anything except darkness. Then he replied in a trembling voice, "Who are you?

The man said angrily: "Lao Tzu is neither a human nor a ghost, Lao Tzu is a sword spirit!"

When Qu Nian heard that it wasn't a ghost, he felt a little more steady, and said, "Brother Sword Spirit, where are you? Have you been buried alive too? I don't think I can catch you?"

The sword spirit said angrily: "Lao Tzu is in the palm of your hand!"

Qu Nian was taken aback, and hurriedly moved his attention to his hand, only to find that there was a space in his right hand, like a vast universe, vast and boundless. However, there was a purple luminous body floating inside, the size of an egg, floating around, could this be the sword spirit?

The sword spirit said angrily: "I should ask you this! Bastard, Lao Tzu is a sword spirit who has been cultivated in Penglai Immortal Palace for 30,000 years, and he finally escaped, and finally repaired this physical body, and opened him through the meridians to make it flawless, just hoping that Lao Tzu will be a genius after becoming a human and come to the world as a king." As a result, you're good, you're not welcome, I just built my body, and you moved in, and I've been busy for 30,000 years, so I can only get one hand? I said I searched for a long time, how could I not find my hands and feet, it turned out that I was robbed by you bastard, have you considered my feelings?"

Qu Nian finally understood, no wonder he remembered that this prince of Qin was shot with a thousand holes, but now it is intact, even stronger than before, it turned out that this sword spirit repaired the body and was ready to be reborn, but it was a coincidence that he picked up the cheap, probably because his name was relatively rare, and it happened to be the same name as this prince of Qin, maybe it was the prince of Yama who made a mistake, and when he saw that the body of the prince of Qin could nourish his soul, he sent him over.

But since he is here, he definitely doesn't want to leave, who wants to go out and wander if he has a house to live in? No matter how dilapidated the house is, it is a house and a home after all!

But in the face of this sword spirit who claimed to have cultivated for 30,000 years, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and he was also scared in his heart, so he said: "I didn't mean to, in fact, I don't want to come here, I have a good life in my hometown, I have a house and a car, even if I die, I still drink 3,000 yuan of red wine and die, I don't want to come, or you send me back, my body must not have been cremated, and it's still too late to go back now, so you also live, I also live, aren't you all happy?"

The sword spirit said angrily: "I can't get out now, I was born in the wrong place, and you still want to send you back, what are you dreaming?"

After all, Qu Nian is a smart person, and he is a very smart one, in that life, he had a successful career at a young age, and he really lived like a fish in water, so after a little reflection, he also understood. Although this sword spirit was very angry and wanted to kill him, he never mentioned that he wanted to remove his soul from this body, so he definitely didn't have this ability, and if he had, he wouldn't be angry. With this in mind, he became much more steady, and said, "What should I do then? I've been here all the time, and I can't leave if I want to! Why don't you go and find another body, there are so many dead people every day, it's easy to find!"

The sword spirit said angrily: "Do you think it is so easy to take away and be reborn? I have already spent my whole life of cultivation to repair this body!" As he spoke, he actually cried, yes, listening to the voice of such a rough and heroic man, he actually cried at this time, and cried with grief, and said while crying: "I just want to see the sun outside, I just want to be a person with dignity, I don't want to be a lonely ghost, just such a small request, why is it so difficult? Why does God treat me like this?"

The style of painting changed too quickly, which made Qu Nian stunned, listening to him cry like a child, he also felt embarrassed, he could fully understand him, after all, people had waited for 30,000 years, and finally waited for this opportunity to be reincarnated, but he was eaten by him, and everyone would have an emotional breakdown. I couldn't help but feel compassion in my heart, so I said: "Don't cry, crying can't solve the problem, you see I'm buried in the ground now, it's also a dead end, but I didn't cry, we have to find a way, there is no endless road!"

Sword Spirit said, "You just cried!"

Qu Nian: "......"

The sword spirit said again: "Don't be complacent, let me tell you, I can't live, don't want to live, let's finish playing together!"

Qu Nian said: "Do you see that I am complacent? We have no grudges and no hatred, now we are grasshoppers on a rope, one is prosperous, one is lost, I also hope you are doing well, otherwise, I have a proposal, I don't know if you are interested?"

The sword spirit was probably also out of proportion, and then said, "Tell me about it!"

Qu Nian said: "Now I also have a little understanding of this world, it is nothing more than a world where the strong are kings, now my body has been transformed by you, the quality is very good, I am very satisfied, you should also be very satisfied, otherwise I will not be ready to come to the world as a king, so it is a waste, isn't it a pity? And the road has come here, since there is no turning back, then we can only go to the black, your king dream can be completely done by me, we work together, dominate the world, and kill the heavens." We don't want to be in the immortal class, we want to smash the immortal class, and then the flesh in the world is up to you to choose, wouldn't it be happy?"

Qu Nian was born in sales before, and his eloquence was excellent, after all, the sword spirit was simple-minded, and he had never seen this kind of pie-painting sales routine on the earth, and he was caught by the routine at once, although he had no blood on his body, but he couldn't help but have a feeling of blood boiling, and he also knew that this body was now in the world, and it was indeed a one-in-a-million body, as long as Qu Nian was smart enough, this kind of thing was not impossible. But he still hesitated, so he said, "Then don't I always have to be your follower?"

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