In the halls of the Phoenix Palace.

Liu Xing stood in the middle of the mausoleums of hundreds of concubines, urging the gravitational field around him with the Book of Heaven, ready to start digging graves.

After a moment, Liu Xing's gaze froze.

"Open!"

With a loud bang, a crack cracked in the floor of the hall, and the width of the gap continued to expand, and continued to extend to the ground, and after a while, a huge grave pit appeared in view.

At the bottom of the grave is a golden-colored coffin!

The coffin is about four meters long and two meters wide, and the surface has a pattern of golden dragons and clouds.

Around the golden coffin, there are also a large number of gold and silver treasures, piled up like a small mountain, and the scene is jaw-dropping.

Except for the emperor who is rich and rivals, I am afraid that few people can have such luxurious funerary goods.

Among the jewels, there are also many books, all of which are bound in gold pages, most of which are imperial novels.

Among them, the titles of the top several imperial novels are "The Imperial Power of the World", "Dragon Palace", "The Peerless Book Emperor", "Alluring the Country and the City", "The Dragon Yin Nine Heavens", and "The Three Thousand Beauties of the Imperial Palace......

Each one is a classic!

Seeing Huangwen, Liu Xing's eyes lit up slightly.

"Go down and have a look. ”

Liu Xing jumped down, swished, and jumped into the grave, Hua Yingxue and Nie Xiaoqian also jumped down.

When they landed, the three of them felt a cold aura surging up from below, Hua Yingxue couldn't help but shudder, as for Nie Xiaoqian, she was a ghost. It's nothing.

This cold aura emanated from the coffin, and the coffin should have a device for freezing corpses.

Slightly calm, Liu Xing prepared to open the coffin for autopsy.

"Open!"

Pulled by gravitational fluctuations. The golden coffin-lid was slowly turned over, and a white mist from the cold to the cold came up from the coffin, and the surrounding water vapor instantly froze into white freezing points.

After a while, the white mist dissipated, and when I looked closely, I saw the corpse of a man lying in the golden coffin.

The man wears a golden dragon robe and wears a crown of nine dragons. Although it is a dead corpse, it is still magnificent and extravagant.

"This man is the Book Emperor Ling Tian?" Hua Yingxue's beautiful eyes moved slightly. Slightly surprised, "Huang Lingtian is actually so young?"

According to Nie Xiaoqian, Huang Lingtian was killed more than forty years ago, when he was killed. Huang Lingtian was at least ninety years old.

Liu Xing casually picked up a royal novel "Three Thousand Palace Beauties" next to the coffin. After reading dozens of pages, he said: "This Emperor Ling Tianyan is not blessed, more than 300 concubines are buried together, he has turned the plot in the imperial novel into reality, and the name of 'Book Emperor' is well deserved." ”

Liu Xing and Hua Yingxue chatted idly, while Nie Xiaoqian was silent on the side, not daring to comment on Huang Lingtian in the coffin.

Because if Nie Xiaoqian's mother didn't lie, Huang Lingtian would be Nie Xiaoqian's grandfather.

"Xiao Qian. I'd like to discuss something with you. At this time, Liu Xing suddenly said. "I'm going to steal Emperor Ling Tian's corpse. ”

Hua Yingxue was stunned, and Nie Xiaoqian was also surprised, and asked, "Engong, what do you want this corpse to do?"

Liu Xing explained: "Although Huang Lingtian is dead, his concubine is still alive, and Huang Lingtian must have descendants." These descendants of the imperial family are afraid that they want to regain imperial power, rebuild the empire, and even have greater ambitions and conspiracies, which is a huge threat to the entire Huaxia Kingdom. Take Huang Peony as an example, in order to cultivate imperial writers and establish the Goddess Book Society, she has confused many men and killed many women, and this may be just one of their many plans. ”

Nie Xiaoqian nodded, she herself was a victim of the Goddess Book Society, and she knew the dangers involved.

Liu Xing continued: "Now there is only one person who can stop the crazy actions of these descendants of the imperial family, and that person is Huang Ling Tian. Therefore, I am ready to pretend to be Emperor Ling Tian and find a way to resolve these crazy plans of the descendants of the imperial family. If you want to pretend to be Huang Lingtian, you must first transfer Huang Lingtian's corpse and body, so that people mistakenly think that Huang Lingtian has died and come back to life. ”

"Resurrection from the dead?" Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, "Engong, can people really come back from the dead?"

"Of course you can, aren't you an example?" Liu Xing said, "Xiao Qian, Huang Ling Tian is your grandfather, so before transferring the corpse, I would like to ask for your opinion." ”

Nie Xiaoqian thought for a while and said, "Engong, you stole Huang Lingtian's corpse and body to save the people of the world, this is a great good act, you can do it." ”

"If only you could understand. ”

After speaking, Liu Xing took out the soul burial coffin from his arms, and with a movement of his mind, the volume of the coffin increased by hundreds of times, turning into a large box.

After the coffin was opened, Liu Xing moved the corpse of Emperor Ling Tian in the golden coffin in the air, put the body in the coffin, and sealed it.

"Brother Jie, do you want to take away these gold, silver and jewelry that Huang Ling Tian was buried with?"

"I won't take away the gold, silver, and jewelry. Liu Xing changed his words and said, "However, these imperial texts that Huang Lingtian accompanied the burial are all classic imperial texts, and each one of them is a fine product and must be taken away." ”

"......" flowers reflect snow.

Liu Xing performed "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" again, and moved thousands of fine imperial texts into the coffin.

After loading the imperial text, the coffin turned back into a toothpick and put it back into Liu Xing's arms.

After that, Liu Xing closed the lid of the golden coffin again, and then left the grave with Hua Yingxue and Nie Xiaoqian and returned to the hall of the Phoenix Palace.

"Hey!"

The crack in the floor of the hall of the Phoenix Palace closed and returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

"Yingxue, Xiaoqian, let's go. ”

Liu Xing walked around the Phoenix Palace, except for the graves of hundreds of concubines, he didn't find any other abnormalities here, and decided to leave first.

The three of them walked out of the Phoenix Palace, followed the tunnel in the valley back to the underground palace, and then left from the Dragon Pagoda of the Heavenly Dragon Temple.

After that, he returned directly to the ghost apartment on Lying Corpse Street......

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Ghost Apartment, dormitory 707.

Liu Xingpan sat on the sofa, and on the ground in front of him lay a corpse in a dragon robe, which was the corpse of Huang Lingtian.

At this time, Liu Xing was comprehending the existence law of Huang Ling Tian's corpse and body, and used "Seventy-two Changes" to pretend to be Huang Ling Tian.

Suddenly, Liu Xing's heart moved slightly.

"Change!"

At this moment, with a bang, Liu Xing's body instantly transformed, transforming into a man in a dragon robe, who looked exactly the same as Huang Lingtian.

"Success?"

Liu Xing looked at his body and breathed a sigh of relief, his "Seventy-two Changes" could transform into another form now.

After transforming into Huang Lingtian, Liu Xing took Huang Lingtian's corpse back into the coffin, and then sat on the sofa and drank tea.

As for Nie Xiaoqian, she was floating in the window of the dormitory, overlooking the night view of the supernatural area. She had been in the woods for more than a year, and now that she was back in her dormitory, everything seemed particularly novel.

Click!

After a while, the bathroom door of the dormitory opened, and Hua Yingxue, who had just finished taking a bath, walked out, holding a white bath towel and wiping her long wet hair.

"Ahh

When she saw the man Ling Tian (Liu Xing) sitting on the sofa, Hua Yingxue was so frightened that her face was pale. Before she went in to take a bath, Huang Lingtian was still a dead corpse, but now Huang Lingtian was sitting on the sofa drinking tea......

Is it a fraud?

"It's me. Liu Xing's figure flashed, and he quickly transformed from Huang Lingtian's appearance to Di Renjie's state.

Seeing this, Hua Yingxue breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I was scared to death just now, I thought I had met a ghost." ”

Nie Xiaoqian, who was floating in the window, covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Flower girl, the ghost is here." ”

"......" Hua Yingxue wiped her forehead with a bath towel, she really couldn't bear it without a big heart in the supernatural area.

"Engong, are you going to pretend to be Emperor Ling Tian tonight and go to Tianlong Temple to deceive that old nun?" Nie Xiaoqian asked curiously.

Liu Xing nodded.

Nie Xiaoqian reminded: "But, after all, Huang Lingtian has been dead for so many years, and you suddenly appear as Huang Lingtian, will the old nun be fooled?"

Liu Xing said: "Don't worry, I have special flickering skills." ”

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It is said that as long as you are a book friend who has collected "The Core of Ghost Energy of Traveling", [Struggling Bear] is willing to help pick up soap, you can try it...... (To be continued......)