Feng Qixiang used internal force to slowly push open the heavy stone door of the mausoleum, although it has not been opened for a long time, there is no dull atmosphere inside, and if you experience it carefully, there is still a very slight wind blowing out from it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Entering the mausoleum, the first thing that catches his eye is the portrait of the two hundred and twenty-one ancestors of the Feng family.

Inside is also by the mountain to excavate, cut into a large and small secret room, each room is placed with one or two heavy sarcophagi, the Feng family can only be buried in the ancestral grave in the main room, even if it is a flat wife, it is also a love to bury where to bury, the ancestral tomb is not good, there are three sarcophagi individually, that is also the successor after the deceased wife.

Feng Qixiang had a clear purpose, calmly and quickly turned to a secret room, stood still, and put his hand on the stone door, but there was no movement, it was his parents lying inside, and now he was doing nothing, doing nothing, and he was ashamed to face them. He didn't enter his parents' coffin, his slowly lowered hand continued to tighten, clenched tightly, and finally turned around and continued to go inside, and when he became famous, bringing her to worship them was the greatest filial piety.

The core place of the Feng family's mausoleum where Feng Qixiang was going, with the pace under his feet, the coolness hit, and the closer he got to it, the colder it became, there were some white frost and snow on the ground, and ice edges gradually appeared on the top. His hands and feet were frozen and stiff, and he had to urge his internal forces to drive away the cold before he could continue to move forward.

Turning through a stone wall, a huge natural cave appeared in front of me, and the cave was full of crystal clear ice cubes, and I was cold. In the middle of the cave is a very open platform. Feng Qixiang walked to the middle of the platform, pressed his hand on the ice, and urged the internal force, where the cyclone went, the frost and snow on the platform melted one after another, revealing a circular figure, and the middle of the pattern was a treasure tree pattern.

Feng Qixiang stretched out his hand to grope on the lines of the treasure tree, took a dagger to pick out the middle gem of the treasure tree, and then removed the intricate gold wrench from his thumb, aimed at the groove lines left after cutting out the gem, and pressed hard, the gold wrench perfectly fell into the groove, leaving no gap.

The Feng family is a killer trained by Feng Qixiang's great-great-grandfather Feng Youlie, a total of 100 people, and the number of activations is not much, but every time it is activated, it saves the Feng family from destroying the family and destroying the clan. The golden wrench is the only token, as long as there is the blood of the Feng family, holding the golden wrench can activate the dead. After the gold ring was passed to Feng Guangxin, the Feng family did not encounter any major crisis that could not be resolved, and the dead soldiers were not used again, so that many people thought that the dead soldiers of the Feng family were just legends.

In the legend, "it is difficult to close the family, the trigger is pointed out, the treasure tree opens, the gem rolls, and the dead appear", these eighteen words have been passed down for many, many years like a nursery rhyme, however, because it is only a legend, no one takes it seriously. The reason why Feng Qixiang knew this place was also a coincidence. At that time, he didn't cry from the time he learned of his father's death to the transfer of his father's coffin, because he was too sad, so he didn't cry, Feng Guangxin brought him here, and then left him alone. When he was alone, he cried, and he cried so hard that tears continued to drip down, melting some of the frost, and faintly revealing the jewel in the middle of the treasure tree......

When he got the golden wrench that day, dusty memories swept over, and he somehow remembered the scene at that time, and this "eighteen-character nursery rhyme" lingered in his ears.

The golden wrench finger has been put into the treasure tree, it stands to reason that the dead man should have appeared, but nothing happened, if it weren't for the golden wrench finger so closely embedded in the treasure tree, Feng Qixiang would have been self-doubting.

After about a quarter of an hour, there was still no movement, Feng Qixiang took out the golden wrench finger and put it on his thumb again. There are some things that must be done, whether there are dead or not. With the help of the dead, of course, you can get twice the result with half the effort, but if you don't have it, there is no way.

Feng Qixiang, who wanted to go back and ask his grandfather again, didn't know that although his grandfather got the gold ring, he didn't know how to let the dead man appear. Feng Guangxin gave the gold ring to Feng Qixiang, but also to see his chance, who knew that things were so coincidental, Feng Qixiang also knew about the treasure tree and gemstones......

Feng Qixiang turned around and was about to leave, and the five senses strengthened by the divine lotus seed noticed a strange aura, there were people, and there was more than one. The torch in his hand was suddenly extinguished, and his eyes suddenly fell into darkness where he couldn't see his fingers...... Something was swaying in front of me, but I couldn't see anything.

He didn't feel panicked, but was eager to try, and his blood was boiling, just because the Feng family was really activated by him!!

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears and asked, "What lineage are you?"

"Great-great-grandfather sealed Youlie, great-grandfather sealed the original year, grandfather sealed Guangxin, and the head of the family sealed Yanyong. ”

Listening to Feng Qixiang's answer, the voice did not speak again, the commotion in the darkness gradually stopped, and then ten torches were lit on the surrounding stone walls, illuminating the cave as bright as day. Eleven black-clad men with their heads and faces covered and only two eyes showed in the cave, they were near or far, standing or sitting, and there was no repetition of the posture horizontally and vertically.

The tragedy of Huguo Temple has spread, and Feng Qixiang has become famous, because he holds the moon cutting knife in his hand, because he killed Lu Zhaojin, the "credit" of Huguo Temple from destruction is also on his head. Qi Wangdang felt that Feng Qixiang should die, but more people were grateful to him, after all, Huguo Temple has stood in the world for hundreds of years, and there are many believers, and some people can't express their gratification openly for some reasons, and they are secretly happy in their hearts.

The Hou Fu Feng family naturally did not miss such a hot news. When the big housekeeper received the news, his heart was also panicked, he didn't understand, when the third young master was driven out of the Hou Mansion, he had been poisoned, and he should not be able to live, after five years, how could he kill it again, and it also made the Moon Cutting Knife, thinking of the appearance of the Second Master when he sealed the Ying Envoy Moon Cutting Knife, he was afraid, because he also helped the uncle do a lot of things that harmed the second master's family, so he staggered and ran to confess.

Feng Yanying was furious because the hired Jianghu killer failed to kill Feng Qixiang, and he escaped, and dropped a set of tea sets, before he slowly calmed down, and the cold butler came over in a panic, "Uncle, it's not good! The third young master came back !!to take revenge."

"What?!" Feng Yanying was taken aback, and then she was overjoyed, and smiled predictably, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, I'm afraid that you won't dare to see people if you hide." He still wanted to continue to chase Feng Qixiang, but the next words of the big butler caused him to accidentally break a precious gemstone enamel. At this time, Feng Qiyue shook his fat body, slammed the door directly, and ran in with a snort, "Dad, Dad, Dad, they all said that the damn cousin killed Lord Lu with the second uncle's big knife in Huguo Temple, what should I do, what should I do, he won't come back specifically to kill us, I'm so afraid, I would have known that I wouldn't have counted the 100,000 taels on his head, let's get together and give him another 100,000 taels, will he be angry, it's a big deal that I will return the yard where I live to him......"

Feng Qiyue is stupid, in order to avoid him from doing bad things, so many things are avoided from him, so he doesn't know that the 100,000 taels planted are still trivial matters, and the accounts to be settled between his cousin and his father and mother will not be finished in this life. (To be continued.) )