As a man, many people will be afraid of such a thing, but a cautious person like Zhao Ming naturally decided to step forward to find out.

In an instant, the sarcophagus seemed to be parked in place without moving, but the lid of the coffin was indeed lifted, and Zhao Ming was also suspecting at the moment that this might be his hallucination, but how could anyone have such a real hallucination.

Zhao Ming cautiously stepped forward, and when he approached the coffin, he found that there were two white bones inside, and those who could be buried together must be a pair of lovers, Zhao Ming thought in his heart.

Suddenly, a coffin lid slipped off, and a Taoist priest appeared in front of Zhao Ming, Zhao Ming also knew that his eyes could be psychic and could see things that others could not see, but at this moment Sun Jing fainted, and he was still a little nervous emotionally in this antique.

The Taoist priest walked over to him, and then said with a smile: "This is a book of martial arts secrets, I have been waiting for the arrival of destined people, and now I have finally waited, I know that you can see my ......"

Zhao Ming never expected that he would really take the martial arts secret book from the Taoist priest's hand, and then held it in his hand with a surprised expression, hesitating to open it and take a look.

"Why don't you open it and take a look?, you have all-round see-through eyes, you must be able to remember this martial arts secret book after reading it......" The Taoist priest stared at Zhao Ming after speaking.

Zhao Ming was just about to open the martial arts secret book, and in an instant, the martial arts secret book seemed to have spiritual power, rising into the air, and bursts of silver light flashed, and Zhao Ming felt that the words in the book had drilled into his mind from beginning to end.

Just when Zhao Ming felt a splitting headache, the Taoist priest said softly: "From now on, all my life's learning has been handed over to you, I hope you can be a scholar of literature in the future......"

And then, the previous scene appeared in front of Zhao Ming, a woman was sitting there, wearing red makeup, like a bride to be married, but her back looked so lonely, I saw that she was using a carved wooden comb, combing her long hair over and over again.

"I am the princess of the imperial capital, I could have inherited the throne of the empress, but because of him, I gave up the supreme power, but in the end I also killed him, the queen mother and the subjects opposed, I and he were both martyred, although we were buried after our death, but this princess can not let go until she dies......" The woman said as she roared and shed two lines of tears in the mirror.

Zhao Ming only knew at this time that the original legend about Lingjing Peak turned out to be like this, and the original true story turned out to be so poignant, it was said that Lingjing Peak was cursed, but where is this curse, it is clearly a kind of regret and helplessness.

Next, Zhao Ming's head became more and more painful, and he fainted, and when Zhao Ming woke up again, he and Sun Jing were lying at the entrance of the ancient tomb, Zhao Ming pushed Sun Jing a few times, and then Sun Jing woke up in a daze.

Everything in the tomb was intact, even the sarcophagus in the burial chamber was placed there as before, and the lid of the coffin was tightly covered on it. At this time, Zhao Ming and Sun Jing were not in the mood to continue to stay here at all, they just wanted to leave here quickly.

The two climbed up from the cave at the exit of the tomb with a rope. A ray of morning light shone on them, Sun Jing pressed the mechanism on the stone wall, and then returned the stone wall to its place, and in an instant, the stone wall was like before, and there was no flaw in it.

Zhao Ming didn't speak all the way, in Zhao Ming's opinion, he and Sun Jing spent a night in the ancient tomb last night, including those strange dreams, although it was daytime, but in retrospect, it was so real.

The two of them walked along the rugged mountain road, and after a lot of effort, they finally reached the top of the mountain, at this time Zhao Ming and Sun Jing were very depressed, it suddenly rained last night, such a steep mountain wall, how could they successfully reach the cave halfway up the mountain, now that I think about it, it is indeed incredible.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking into the distance, after a night of silence, the city of Bencheng has regained its vitality under the sunshine. Zhao Ming and Sun Jing decided to go down the mountain, walk for a while, and then find the steps down the mountain, and then they can leave the Spirit Realm Peak.

On the way down the mountain, halfway up the mountain, Sun Jing's mobile phone rang, which made Sun Jing particularly surprised, who would call at this time? It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello, I'm Sun Jing, who are you?" Sun Jing politely introduced herself on the phone, and cautiously asked the other party's identity.

"Hello, I am Xiao Cai, the tour guide of the travel agency, Miss Sun Jing, I also just went to work, I just want to make a phone call to confirm the safety of you and your husband, after all, it happened suddenly yesterday, and I am really embarrassed to leave the two of you on the top of the mountain......" Xiao Cai's tour guide sincerely apologized on the phone, obviously feeling that yesterday's incident was handled a little inappropriately.

"Thank you, Xiao Cai. Don't worry, my husband and I went down the mountain last night, and we're in the hotel at the moment, and we've just gotten up, so if there's nothing to do, I'll hang up first?" Sun Jing said with a smile.

Zhao Ming on the side saw the smile on Sun Jing's face, he really didn't expect that Sun Jing could deceive people so confidently, and it was estimated that Xiao Cai's tour guide on the other end of the phone must have thought that what she said was true.

If it weren't for Zhao Ming listening to it at the moment, otherwise even Zhao Ming would think that what Sun Jing said just now was true. It's really a matter of not having to make a draft, it's just casual.

The two of them walked cautiously down the mountainside, and the further down they went, the more spacious the steps became, and the more secure they were compared to the narrowness and compactness of the top.

Sun Jing raised her head, admiring the sunlight through her fingers, and said with a smile: "Zhao Ming, why do you say this mountain is called Spirit Realm Peak? Is it really a cursed mountain as the tour guide said?"

"Spiritual Realm Peak, there should be some aura, as for the realm, of course, it means the environment here, and it can also be said that the aura has reached a certain realm, so as the name suggests, it should be the peak of the aura that has reached a certain realm!" Zhao Ming said with a smile.

"The explanation is good, it seems to make some sense, but who came up with the name of this mountain? Could it be that there is any scientific basis?" Sun Jing said to himself, as if he was asking himself, and as if he was asking Zhao Ming.

As for such a question, not to mention Sun Jing, it is Zhao Ming, he doesn't know, maybe a long, long time ago, this mountain peak was called Lingjing Peak, Zhao Ming thought in his heart.

At the foot of the mountain, Sun Jing and Zhao Ming stopped a car transporting flowers on the side of the road, and then they successfully arrived in Bincheng. It's just that Sun Jing was not attracted by the flowers in the car at this time, and stayed in the mountains for a night, and the only thing that interested Sun Jing at this time was probably only those various snacks and desserts in Bincheng.

The car stopped on the street of Ben Thanh, and the driver drove to the flower market in Ben Thanh, while Zhao Ming and Sun Jing walked towards the snack bar not far away.

"Two tea eggs, two white porridge, and two small steamed buns!" Sun Jing said to the shopkeeper, and the others who were eating breakfast all glanced back at Sun Jing and Zhao Ming.

The two sat down face to face, watching Sun Jing eat a delicious breakfast with a satisfied face, Zhao Ming's heart was very happy, but what happened in the ancient tomb last night has been filling Zhao Ming's mind at the moment, so real and profound, it is difficult for Zhao Ming to forget.

"Come, eat more, I'll take you to the antique market in Bincheng in a while!" Zhao Ming put a small steamed bun on the plate in front of Sun Jing, Sun Jing smiled at Zhao Ming, his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

After breakfast, Zhao Ming took Sun Jing and the two went to the antique market in Bincheng together, in Sun Jing's heart, he thought that the antique market in Bincheng would be larger, but he didn't expect that compared with the antique market in Bincheng, Dongcheng was better classified.

"Although the antique street in Bincheng is smaller, it can be regarded as a small sparrow, which sells calligraphy and painting, jade, lacquerware, agarwood, Tang Sancai, blue and white porcelain, etc., it can be said that there is everything!" Sun Jing looked at the things in the antique market and talked with Zhao Ming beside him.

Sun Jing grew up on the antique street in Dongcheng since he was a child, and he was tired of looking at these antiques for a long time, but at this moment he was attracted by a bronze ancient sword on the stall.

"Girl, you really have a good eye, this bronze ancient sword is our family's ancestral treasure, and I am already the thirty-fourth generation!" said the old man who was setting up the stall to Sun Jing.

Zhao Ming stood aside, always feeling that what the old man said was a little strange. The old man who was setting up a stall on the antique street in front of him was probably in his fifties, and if it was really passed down for thirty-four generations, it would be too far away.

If this bronze ancient sword was a family heirloom, how could he be willing to sell it on the stall in this antique street? He even made up such an argument, it seems that the bronze ancient sword in front of him must be fake.

Zhao Ming thought in his heart while looking at the other small objects on the stall. As soon as Sun Jing heard the stall owner praise her like this, she was naturally very happy in her heart.

"How much does this bronze ancient sword cost, I look at it very funny! If the price is right, this girl will buy it!" Sun Jing said with a bold face.

The old man who set up the stall never thought that Sun Jing would actually buy the bronze ancient sword that he had inherited, and he hesitated in his heart for a while, what price was more appropriate to sell.

"Girl, if you really want to buy it, this bronze ancient sword is my ancestor after all, so I'll charge you 50,000 yuan!" The old man said with a smile, obviously in his eyes, judging by Sun Jing and Zhao Ming's dress and dress, the 50,000 yuan could still be afforded.

Zhao Ming stepped forward and picked up this bronze ancient sword, this sword with the hilt looked like it was only about thirty centimeters, but in his hand, he felt indescribably steady.

"Husband, you said I should buy this bronze ancient sword, as soon as I saw it just now, I liked it very much, and I felt like I had an eye for it!" Sun Jing said with a smile.

"As long as you like it!" Zhao Ming continued to look at the bronze ancient sword after speaking, at this moment Zhao Ming had an intuition that this bronze ancient sword was genuine, and fifty thousand yuan was worth it.

"Boss, can it be cheaper, five thousand! We are here to travel to Bincheng, and we don't have so much money with us, if five thousand is okay, then we will buy it, if not, then forget it......" Sun Jing finished speaking to the old man who was setting up the stall, then snatched the bronze ancient sword from Zhao Ming's hand, and then pulled Zhao Ming to leave.

"Actually...... Actually, I think the bronze ancient sword you fancy is good, if you like it, you can buy it, right?" Zhao Ming was a little puzzled and asked Sun Jing softly.

"Girl, girl, please stay! If you really like it, 10,000 yuan will let you take this sword away!" What do you think?" shouted the old man who set up the stall behind Zhao Ming and Sun Jing.

Sun Jing smiled at Zhao Ming, turned around and said, "Boss, five thousand is five thousand, we really don't have that much money on us, so I'm afraid that the fare to go back will be a problem!"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly: "Okay, five thousand is five thousand ......" After Zhao Ming and Sun Jing handed the money to the old man, the old man was a little reluctant to hand the bronze ancient sword into Sun Jing's hand.