The coldness in this room took the initiative to retreat when it touched Ling Yuan, as if it recognized the owner's pet, and it was so obedient that it left a long passage for Ling Yuan and Zhou Tong to walk forward together.

The entire room was filled with aura, and every time Ling Yuan took a step forward, the spirit body became more real, and by the time he walked in front of the desk, he was already completely human.

His flesh and bones were strong, his eyebrows were clear, and Zhou Tong was so close that he could even clearly hear the slight sound of Ling Yuan's breathing and the sound of his heartbeat in his chest.

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Congratulations." ”

"Oh. Ling Yuan's eyebrows showed a little smugness but was quickly covered up by him, he walked to the desk, picked up the crown on it, and arranged his long hair, which he couldn't button when he was coiled into a bun.

Ling Yuan: "......"

Seeing Ling Yuan's clumsy appearance, Zhou Tong laughed out loud and asked, "You buttoned your hair crown before?"

"It's not. Ling Yuan said with a cold face, "I don't need to buckle it at all." He stared at the disobedient crown of hair, wondering how to clean it up.

With its own xenophobic consciousness, it realized that the master's hair crown was trembling, and it shook its body and was about to jump on top of Ling Yuan's head, but it was grabbed by a warm big hand.

Zhou Tong picked up the hair crown and said to Ling Yuan, "Turn around and sit on the chair." ”

Ling Yuan looked at Zhou Tong: "You want to help me tie my hair?"

"Hmm. Zhou Tong pushed Ling Yuan, and Ling Yuan turned around and sat on the chair, his long hair falling down, black as the best silk, as smooth as a waterfall.

Zhou Tong's fair-skinned and slender fingers shuttled between his hair, and he didn't know how to remember the auspicious words of the three combs when women got married in ancient times.

Comb to the hair, wealth does not have to worry;

The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free;

Three combs to the hair, many sons and many longevity;

then comb to the end, raise the case and raise the eyebrows;

Two combs comb to the tail, than the wings of a total of double. fly;

……

"Three combs comb to the end, forever knot with one heart, there is a head and a tail, this life is rich and noble......" Zhou Tong subconsciously read it, Ling Yuan asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Zhou Tong, who came back to his senses, pulled up Ling Yuan's long hair, held it into a delicate bun, and buttoned the delicate white jade crown.

Bai Yuxie, who entered the house, showed a deep shock in his eyes when he saw this scene, and he looked at Zhou Tong who was combing Ling Yuan's hair in disbelief, as if he had seen the end of the world...... The whole person is a little crazy.

As far as he knew, Ling Yuan was most taboo for others to touch his body casually, even if he didn't have a maid attendant by his side when he was in a high position, but he was willing to let an ordinary person touch his hair, and he was so presumptuous and bold to button him with a hair crown that symbolized the noble status of Jade Xuanjun.

Bai Yuye can no longer be calm, once he is contaminated with the seven emotions and six desires, the Buddha nature in his body will disperse, and the Buddha statue behind him will also disappear together, he is now just like an ordinary residual thought, but the aura that is retained by the soul is unwilling, and when the time comes, it will naturally disperse.

At that time, there will be no more white feather evil in heaven and earth.

But he knew that Ling Yuan didn't care at all, all the qiē was his own to pay, but how could he ever think of asking Ling Yuan to pay?

Bai Yuye smiled sadly, and he said to Ling Yuan, "Ling Yuan, I have returned all the qiē to you, my mission is over, and I can go with peace of mind." ”

Ling Yuan frowned and looked at the White Feather Demon, the residual thoughts attached to the White Feather Demon's body gradually pulled out of his body, gradually fading from head to toe.

Bai Yuxie still smiled compassionately, and his pale eyes were full of pity, as if in his eyes, all the qiē were worthy of protection.

But he couldn't even shelter himself.

"Ling Yuan, goodbye. ”

The ethereal sound came into his ears, and Ling Yuan watched expressionlessly as Bai Yuxie disappeared into the air little by little, the ancient corpse that had not had a trace of wounds and had been preserved for thousands of years and had not been damaged collapsed to the ground, the moment it touched the ground, the corpse quickly decayed, and the elastic white skin crumpled and stuck to the skeleton as if it had lost water, and then quickly cracked, turned into powder, and fell to the ground from the gap in the skeleton.

"Give me a bottle. Ling Yuan said.

Zhou Tong took out a glass bottle from his backpack and handed it to Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan raised his palm and released a fire, burning the body of the White Feather Evil clean, and then a wind swept his ashes into the glass bottle.

"Where are you taking him?"

"Go where he's always wanted to go. ”

"Where is that?"

"Sea. ”

When Zhou Tong heard this, his eyes curled up with a smile, and he asked, "Tell me about him?"

"There's not much to say. Ling Yuan put the bottle in his sleeve and turned to leave, but as soon as he walked out of the ear chamber, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "White Feather Evil Immortal Technique." ”

Zhou Tong: "?"

Ling Yuan hurriedly returned to the ear chamber and rummaged in the ear chamber for a long time but did not find anything.

At this moment, Chu Zeyun, who had been guarding outside the ear, shouted, "Zhou Tong!

"What?" Zhou Tong rushed out when he heard this, but saw Chu Zeyun lying next to the coffin, looking down into the coffin.

There is a string of Sanskrit written on the bottom of the coffin, although it is very old, but the handwriting is very clear, and the cinnabar splashed on it can be recognized clearly.

Chu Zeyun's brows were furrowed so that he could trap mosquitoes, and he pouted and read on the side of the coffin with considerable difficulty: "Yu tastes ......"

"I'll do it. Zhou Tong's words relieved Chu Zeyun, Chu Zeyun scratched his face in embarrassment and said, "I knew that college shouldn't have been idle and studying finance......"

Zhou Tong smiled and translated the words inside the coffin: "Yu has tasted the way of immortality for more than 100 years......"

Chu Zeyun said unexpectedly, "The way of immortality?"

"Don't worry. Zhou Tong continued to read, "I have been cultivating the way of immortality for more than 100 years, but in the end there is no result, but I have learned the principle of immortality from the way of taking refuge in my Buddha." Everyone in the world thinks that I am good at the way of eternal life, but I don't know that sincerity is the spirit, and self-cultivation is self-cultivation. ”

Chu Zeyun was still a little puzzled after a long time.

Zhou Tong said: "What he means to put it bluntly is that having faith is immortality." He teased Chu Zeyun, "Do you have faith?"

Chu Zeyun thought for a while and said, "The Chu family's family motto Kuangfu Avenue is faith. ”

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Then you are immortal." ”

Chu Zeyun: "......" is too philosophical???

Zhou Tong looked back at Ling Yuan and said, "Everyone pursues immortality, but not everyone can be like you. He smiled at Ling Yuan with a calm face and said, "You don't have to pursue immortality for me, life is more interesting when you have a beginning and an end." ”

Ling Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "But you only have a thirty-five yang lifespan. ”

Zhou Tong: "There are still ten years, isn't it?"

Ten years? Ten years is not enough!

Although Ling Yuan's face was expressionless, he roared in his heart.

Ten years is not enough! 100 years is not enough!!

Chu Zeyun was about to find a way to rub the Sanskrit text in the coffin and take it back to the elders of the clan for enlightenment, but when he heard a noisy sound from above, he hurriedly stopped his movements and looked at the entrance of the cave nervously.

Zhou Tong said helplessly: "The most troublesome thing is coming." ”

A figure staggered down from the rope, and He Dongfang, who was neatly dressed in archaeological equipment, appeared in front of them.

It stands to reason that these experts do not need to go down to the grave in person, and professional excavators will carry out the excavation and excavation, and they will only need to direct it from the sidelines.

It is estimated that He Dongfang couldn't wait to come down in person because they had stayed down for too long, and they were worried that the tomb robbers who dug the cave would steal all the precious antiquities in the ancient tomb.

He was followed by Zhao Han in a tight-fitting military uniform, and both of them were shocked when they saw this meeting.

Zhao Han has been a soldier for so many years and has never seen so many corpses, the corpses in the ancient tomb are piled together, twisting their bodies, and the old lady who has just died fell to the edge of the wall, the wound on her head that was broken is as big as a bowl, and her head is bleeding.

He Dongfang staggered, and his face turned blue

Zhou Tong said to Chu Zeyun: "Your Seven Evil Array is so easy to use, even the poisonous gas of mercury has been sucked away, what should we do now? Let's not say it's the illusion of mercury vapor?"

Chu Zeyun: "...... I think they're in their heads, and this excuse doesn't work. ”

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "I think so." ”

Chu Zeyun looked at Zhou Tong's smile and felt a lot of pressure, he stubbornly said, "If you have a way, take it out quickly, I can't stand it." ”

Zhou Tong laughed a few times, directly skipped He Dongfang, who obviously couldn't listen to anything now, and said to Zhao Han: "Mr. Zhao, the thief cave is old, but the white mud paste is new, this old lady is an evil thing, remember the fake Yin soldiers we saw in Hexilin crossing the border? It is precisely because the old lady introduced the corpse into this tomb cave in order to be the method of immortality in the coffin." ”

"The method of immortality?" Zhao Han asked, and Zhou Tong said, "It's in the coffin." ”

He Dongfang was so angry that he trembled, and he didn't want to listen to Zhou Tong's words at all: "Fallacy! It's all fallacy!!" Looking at the destroyed ancient tomb, he was dripping blood in distress, but he couldn't explain the corpses all over the ground, "Believe what you said, what kind of bullshit is these for, then who is he?!!" He Dongfang pointed behind Zhou Tong's back, crossed Zhou Tong, and glared angrily behind him.

When He Dongfang shouted out these words, Ling Yuan, who was named by him, was vigorously crushing a coffin fragment, and the humane human face pattern that was compassionate but could lead people into the illusion realm suddenly cracked into pieces.

Ling Yuan let go of his clenched hand, and the scraps inside slid down his palm.

Zhou Tong couldn't help but say: "He's old, you let him." ”

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Is he old, or am I old?"

Zhou Tong: "......" Zhou Tong changed his words, "He is young, you let him." ”

Ling Yuan asked rhetorically, "How do you want me to answer this question?"

A sentence choked Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong thought for a while and really didn't have a good answer, he sighed and compromised: "It's better to be silent." ”

Ling Yuan curled the corners of his lips in pleasure.