The imperial tomb is on the outskirts of Qingyang City, and it is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for ordinary people to enter.

But Yang Xuan was not an ordinary person, so when he entered the imperial tomb, no one found out at all.

At this time, Yang Xuan's mind was full of thoughts, and in a short time, he had already found the imperial tomb that the thief had patronized.

After entering the imperial tomb unconsciously, Yang Xuan discovered the thief hole made by the thief.

Following the thief's cave, Yang Xuan directly entered the mausoleum.

The divine thought unfolded, and Yang Xuan searched inch by inch.

After a while, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

Nothing was found.

Most of the valuable things here have been moved away by the thief, and the rest are some Tao Yong stone horses and the like that accompany the burial, which may be antiques after thousands of years, but now in Yang Xuan's eyes, they are worthless.

Without doing anything, Yang Xuan simply opened the coffin in the tomb directly.

After a foul smell dissipated, a skeleton appeared in front of Yang Xuan.

It can be seen that when the thief came that day, he did not open the coffin, because the funeral items in the coffin were still there.

A picture scroll in the coffin caught Yang Xuan's attention.

This picture scroll is wrapped in oiled paper, tightly wrapped, and very well preserved.

Yang Xuan's eyes showed a strange look, it was the first time he had seen someone buried in a coffin with a picture scroll.

took out the picture scroll, and under the slight movement of the aura, a thick layer of oiled paper on the outside fell one after another, revealing a painting inside.

The picture in the painting is a woman, dressed in white and snow, standing barefoot, with white hair floating in the wind, full of fairy spirit.

Light snow!

Yang Xuan recognized the woman in the painting at a glance, and it turned out to be Xiaoxue turned into a human bead.

In front of Xiao Xue, there was still a person half kneeling, with his head down, holding his hands up, and offering himself in front of Xiao Xue.

And in his hand, he is holding a wooden card.

Open the Scriptures!

What the man was holding in his hand was the Open Heaven Scripture that was in Yang Xuan's storage ring at the moment.

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of doubts.

What he didn't know was that what was expressed in this painting was whether Xiaoxue gave the Open Scripture to the man in the painting, or whether the man in the painting dedicated the Open Scripture to Xiaoxue.

Turning his eyes, the details of the whole painting were unobstructed, and Yang Xuan keenly saw that the background of the two of them seemed to be on a cliff, opposite the cliff, between the peaks of a mountain that looked like a tiger, and a waterfall was rushing down.

Other than that, there is nothing else, no title, no signature.

Putting away the scroll, Yang Xuan's gaze fell on the skeleton again.

He saw that there was a deep knife mark on the arm bone of the right arm of the skeleton.

After no more discovery, Yang Xuan re-covered the coffin and then left the mausoleum.

Before leaving the mausoleum, he also buried the thief hole left by the thief.

Back at the palace, Yang Xuan took out the painting again and studied it carefully.

However, there was little to be gained.

After thinking about it, he took the four treasures of the study on the table next to him, unfolded the white paper, and then began to copy the landscape behind the figure in the painting.

Yang Xuan did not learn painting skills, but he couldn't stand his strong mind at this time, and he mastered the details of the painting very well, and after wasting more than a dozen pieces of fine rice paper, he finally succeeded in depicting the landscape behind the characters in the painting.

Although it is still much worse than a real painter, it finally does not affect the recognition.

Early the next morning, he found Su Hanyu with the copied painting.

"Do you think this is this place?" Yang Xuan asked.

Su Hanyu looked at it for a long time and shook his head in confusion.

He really couldn't remember being to such a place.

"Maybe the Ministry of Industry knows. Su Hanyu thought for a while and said.

One of the responsibilities of the Ministry of Engineering is geographical survey.

At this time, it was the end of the early dynasty, and the Ministry of Industry had not yet left the palace, so he naturally arrived at Yang Xuan soon.

"I don't know. The Ministry of Industry Shangshu looked at it for a long time, sweating profusely.

Su Hanyu stared at him dissatisfied.

Seeing Su Hanyu's dissatisfied eyes, the Ministry of Industry Shangshu was in a cold sweat, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: "Your Majesty, there is a small official in the Ministry of Industry, named Xu Xiake, who is good at traveling through the mountains and rivers, and it is said that he knows all the mountains and rivers in the territory of my Rilun, and maybe he knows the place in this painting." ”

"Then don't hurry up and find him. Su Hanyu said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, the minister will go. "The Ministry of Industry Shangshu retired, sweating profusely.

Xu?

Yang Xuan is very curious, there is also a person named Xu Xiake in this world? And he has the same hobby, is he also the author of Xu Xiake's travels?

Shaking his head, after retracting his divergent thoughts, Yang Xuan said: "It's not in a hurry, after this Xu Xiake comes, you can just send it over." ”

Su Hanyu agreed, and then retreated.

Originally, Yang Xuan thought that Xu Xiake would come to him soon, but then the news came that Xu Xiake went to survey the geography and didn't know what to come back.

Xu Xiake didn't come, but someone did.

When he saw the person who came with his divine thoughts, his eyes were already cold.

"Heh, it seems that my temper has improved recently, and some people think I'm easy to talk to. He said coldly, and then disappeared in place.

Outside Qingyang City, Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia looked at each other, and their complexions were a little not very good-looking.

Behind them, the old man of the Yuan family that Yang Xuan had seen before, had anger in his eyes.

Next to him, there was an old man, but his expression was very flat, but in his eyes, there was a little curiosity.

"Third uncle, this white reputation is indeed a little difficult to provoke, third uncle, please think twice. Yuan Xinqiu said helplessly.

The old man he called the third uncle, whose original name was Yuan Chang'an, was a representative of the older generation of the Yuan family, with an impatient personality and no sand in his eyes.

"Hmph, little junior, my Yuan family invited him, to give him face, and really take himself seriously? I want to see what kind of ability he has to refute my Yuan family's face. ”

Yuan Xinqiu looked at Yuan Zhixia, and from Yuan Zhixia's eyes, he saw a little helplessness.

Others don't know, how can they not know Yang Xuan's terrible?

The white rise of the demon god is not touted, but it is really cast with blood and life.

Another old man smiled and said: "Since the ancestors of my Yuan family, how have I ever been afraid of others, Xinqiu, your family is a little bit of a wretch." ”

The name is Yuan Linjiang, and he is of the same generation as Yuan Changan.

"Hmph, that's a good point, how could my Yuan family ever be afraid of anything? Even if it's a Tianchi lineage, it's also courteous to my Yuan family, a little white one, he agrees today, or not, I can't help him. ”

Yuan Xinqiu's wry smile on his face became even stronger when he heard this, he already had a premonition in his heart, I am afraid that something will really happen today.

Yuan Linjiang said suddenly: "Actually, I have always had doubts about whether Bai Qi has the ability to come back to life, but I can't be a junior, how much means can I have?"

"Yes, I'm afraid it's just a rumor. After a pause, Yuan Changan suddenly said: "The people of the He family are already on the way, I'm afraid it won't be long before it comes, and our main hope is still on the He family." ”

"He family?" Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia were startled at the same time, and a look of shock appeared on their faces.

"Not bad!" Yuan Changan said with a straight face: "The He family has not been born for a long time, and this time I sent someone out for the sake of the face of my ancestors." ”

Yuan Xinqiu and Yuan Zhixia stopped talking.

The He family, that's the He family.

"Okay, let's talk about it later, is this Bai Qi sure it's in Qingyang City?"

Yuan Xinqiu sighed secretly, but had to say, "Yes, our informant saw him before." ”

"Hmph!" Yuan Changan snorted, and suddenly raised his voice: "Bai Qi, come out!"

The sound rumbled, shaking the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, it spread throughout the entire Qingyang City.

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