When Youshu woke up, there were nineteen people around him, and nineteen pairs of copper-bell-sized eyes stared at him with a burning light, and the taste was indescribable. He immediately propped up his upper body, leaned into his master's arms, and stammered, "You, what do you want to do?" ”

"Ji Gongzi, are you awake? Did you sleep well? Liu Chuanshan smiled very flatteringly.

"Good, thank you." Youshu had goosebumps all over her body, rubbed her arms while looking around, and saw a sleeping charm thrown on the ground, and then suddenly realized, "Blame me, I forgot to explain when I was sleeping." The next time Emperor Chun wakes up, you will do the same. ”

"Okay, it's still Ji Gongzi who is thoughtful. It's not too early, let's keep walking? As soon as Liu Wenfu mentioned yì, everyone agreed, simply ate a little dry food, and continued to move forward.

It was another long bottomless staircase, and at the end of it came to a small sinkhole, and when I stood on the edge of the sinkhole and looked down, I couldn't see anything. The crowd lit torches and shone brightly, and the mist shrouded in them was like a living thing, and even the light was swallowed up completely, and the strange and unpredictable scene was terrifying.

"I can't see anything, we can't go down? If the pit is full of hungry ghosts, won't they gnaw us into a skeleton of bones? One of the lieutenants was timid.

"Throw the torch down and see." Meng Changye waved his hand and ordered.

The torches are all made of dry firewood, heavy and occupy space, and there is not much preparation when going to the underground palace, if you waste one, it is equivalent to ushering in darkness one step earlier. And in the underworld, darkness is precisely the most terrible thing. Youshu hurriedly stopped it, and then shook out a fire talisman from his cuff, and threw it down the sinkhole after activation.

He also underestimated the danger of the dungeon, so the talismans he prepared were not enough, only two layers of hell would cost three or four out of ten, and it was unknown whether the remaining sixteen layers could break through. But he is not completely helpless, if it really reaches the point of exhaustion, even if he lets go of the blood on his body, he will send his master out safely.

As he pondered, the fire talisman flew down at an extremely slow speed, and swirled back and forth in the gloomy wind, dispelling the black mist and illuminating the scene in the pit. Everyone lowered their heads and gasped. There were dense iron trees growing below, every branch was a halberd, every leaf was a dagger, and the vines that climbed on the rocks shimmered with cold light, and they must be incomparably sharp.

"W-how? There's no place to stay! Liu Chuanshan's face was full of despair.

"Wait, what's that?" Meng Changye pointed to the black shadow hidden in the iron trees and vines.

Youshu stared closely, but couldn't tell the difference, so he lit a fire talisman and shot at that place. The black shadow obviously didn't expect the other party to take the initiative, and was burned before he had time to dodge, and immediately covered his face with his arms and screamed. But in an instant, everyone had seen his appearance clearly, and he was actually a green-faced, fanged, hairy Shura. The roar caused more Shura to scurry between the branches, as if waiting for fresh flesh to be watered.

"Get out of the way, they're coming up." Youshu quickly took out several different talismans and arranged the Five Thunder Killing Array. Meng Changye waved his hand to send everyone back, but he raised his saber and guarded the left and right tightly.

The five talismans flew to the sky above the sinkhole under the urging of Emperor Ziwei's anger, forming a five-sided magic circle, and Youshu bit through his fingertips and flicked a drop of blood into the center. The blood of the outsiders made these Shura even more manic, and their sharp claws dug into the rocks and climbed up one after another. They all wanted to be the first to eat Youshu, so they all huddled together, and the moment the first Shura jumped out of the sinkhole, the magic circle finally finished accumulating, and descended one after another thick-strong, with the aura of Ziwei Emperor.

Thunder is the nemesis of all evil things, and the Shura climb up one after another, and one after another they turn into coke and fall, and even those iron trees and vines are broken into pieces and are miserable. It took half an hour for the thunder to gradually dissipate, and the five talismans also burned, fluttering and falling into the sinkhole.

With the light of the fire from the talisman, everyone ran to the edge and looked down, and couldn't help but inhale again and again. At the bottom of the pit where the sword halberd was returned, there was no threat except for many charred corpses and a pile of broken copper and iron. Summoning the heavenly thunder with one's own strength, what kind of profound Taoism is this? Everyone thought that they had underestimated Ji Gongzi, but now that they look at it, they still underestimated him, and his strength may have already exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, reaching the point of unpredictability.

Liu Wen wanted to ask Ji Gongzi what the hell was going on, but he couldn't help it. It's better not to know some things.

"It's safe now, go down." Youshu didn't know that his behavior was shocking, so he turned his head and waved at one of the lieutenants who was holding the rope.

The lieutenant received the order with great trepidation, tied the rope to a solid rock, and slid down first, summoning his companions down when he was sure that there was no danger. Meng Changye held Youshu in one hand and the rope in the other, and slowly landed at the bottom of the pit. His expression was not relaxed, but more solemn than before. The more uneasy it became, the more uneasy he became, and he was always worried that one day, this person would disappear quietly, even if he went to heaven and earth, he couldn't find it.

"If you are not Emperor Chun, then who can you be, how can you run to the palace?" When he put the person down, he asked in a deep voice.

Youshu said vaguely, "I am Youshu, not Ji Youshu." When I find the ghost who performed the soul transfer technique, I may be able to answer all your questions, and I am also confused now. ”

Meng Changye seemed to have given up on asking for answers, only looked at him deeply, and then took him under his arm and took the lead towards the steps that reappeared. The crowd hurriedly followed.

Youshu turned down, her cheeks couldn't help but flush, and she kicked her legs and shouted, "Let me go, I can walk by myself." Ahead is the hell of the evil mirror, and if you are not fully prepared, you must not go down, otherwise you will be separated! ”

"Is it true that the Mirror Hell shines a light on the sins committed by each ghost during his lifetime, and then sends them to other hells according to the severity of the crime?" Liu Wen instantly raised his vigilance.

"Yes, so when we pass by the Evil Mirror, there is a good chance that we will be put into other levels." Youshu slapped the master's tight buttocks again and again, strongly asking him not to clamp himself.

"In that case, you must follow me, and you will not be able to relax in the slightest." Meng Changye saw that he was uncomfortable, so he had to put the people down, and then asked the deputy general for a rope to tie their waists together. Everyone thought this method was very good and followed suit, but in a moment it became a grasshopper on a rope.

Twenty people in a row slowly descended to the fourth layer of the cave-hole, and sure enough, the cave wall was as smooth as a mirror, and it was delicate, and after reflecting the human figure, it slowly distorted, revealing many different scenes, but this scene could only be seen by the person who had experienced it himself, and the rest of the people were unaware.

I don't know which one howled, and when I looked again, the rope had broken, and the other party was nowhere to be found. Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly dragged the people left and right, Meng Changye only had time to clamp the dog cub, and then dragged the military advisor, feeling a tight waist, I don't know who hugged him, and they all disappeared in place.

There was a muffled thud, and the four of them fell to the ground, throwing out a lot of dust. Meng Changye turned over when he fell, put the dog cub on his belly, and used him as a backpad, but two big men fell one after another, crushing him to the point of almost dying.

"Fuck it up, don't press Youshu!" He threw out the people on the dog cub one by one, and when he finally raised his eyes, it was Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan.

"It turns out that it is useless to tie the rope, you have to hold hands." Youshu lay in her master's arms and sighed in annoyance.

"It's come to this, we can only take one step at a time." Meng Changye pinned the messy hair on his forehead behind his ears, half-sat up, and lit the torch.

Over there, Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan also lit torches, walked to the front to check the situation, and then exclaimed in disbelief. Whoever comes will not believe that this is hell, only to see that there is a splendid palace in the open place in front, the glazed tiles on the hall climb all over the dragon's back, the dragon head is high, the mouth is a pearl, as if it will take off at any time, and there are purple gold pillars and black gold floor tiles faintly radiating - out of light, which makes people dizzy. Such an ingenious and majestic building has obviously exceeded the expectations of Meng Changye and others.

They stood there for a long time before muttering, "The treasure must be inside." ”

Youshu was also stunned, but not because of the majesty and solemnity of the palace. He covered his face and tried desperately to hold back the surging tears, but he didn't see the slightest effect, but fell more and more. It used to be the master's bedroom, the Qianqing Palace of Emperor Daoguang, and the imperial city of the Dayan Empire that had been wiped out in the long river of history. It appeared inexplicably underground, and you don't have to think about it to know that it is the master's handiwork.

Is his body still inside? Thinking of this, Youshu immediately ran towards the palace.

"Youshu, what are you running? Come back and watch your step! ”

Meng Changye had already noticed that the palace was surrounded by some kind of bright red flowers and thorns, which swayed and wriggled as if they were alive, and then raised the rattan whip to choose people to devour. If Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan hadn't retreated in time, they would have almost been dragged in and hanged. But Youshu, who had always been vigilant, rushed in regardless of it, which made Meng Changye's heart terrified. He hurriedly brandished his steel knife and chased after him, but found that the vines and flowers seemed to be unable to bear to hurt each other, and retreated like a tide of fear, clearing a straight path.

"Ji Gongzi is really extraordinary, hurry, let's keep up!" Liu Wen grabbed Liu Chuanshan and ran wildly all the way.

Their front feet stepped on the black gold floor tiles of the palace, and the thorns and flowers blocked the way of retreat with their hind feet, and the squirming back and forth was daunting. In this way, you can only go all the way to the dark! The three of them followed Youshu around the verandah, through the open space and the garden, and came to a closed vermilion lacquer gate, on which hung a plaque with the words "Qianqing Palace" three dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

"Qianqing Palace? Isn't this the residence of the emperors of the past? Liu Wen's heart was pounding, and he guessed that there should be treasures of the Ji royal family in it, but it was obviously not easy to open this door, because in addition to the complicated patterns, there was still a concave palm print.

But with Ji Gongzi here, it's easy to say. As soon as he thought of this, Youshu had already pressed on the palm print, and pushed the door open with Ziwei Emperor Qi, and the old sound of creaking was sour, and a little dust fell. Even in the darkness of the earth, the palace is as bright as day, and if you look closely, you can see that it is due to the countless night pearls inlaid on the walls and columns.

Youshu held back tears and bypassed the eight carved screens, and when she came to the apse, she saw two huge coffins placed side by side, and emitted a bright white faint light, followed by a wall several feet high, carved with reliefs such as ten halls of Yama, twenty-four prison masters, one hundred judges, and one thousand city gods.

Meng Changye and the others were attracted by the luxurious furnishings in the hall, while Youshu was full of eyes and only those two coffins. The coffin was so tall that it had to jump into the air to catch the edge, and Youshu jumped two or three times in a row before kicking her legs up, lying on the crystal coffin carved with nine golden coiled dragons, looking in.

It was the old master, his body was very well preserved, and his cheeks even showed a healthy flush, as if he had just slept lightly. But the state of no soul fluctuation tells me that this is just an empty shell. It turns out that this is not the underworld, but his resting place? And how could he leave his side and become Emperor Chun and be raised by others?

Could it be that when he was dying, he refused to leave a place for himself in the grave? Youshu was sad and aggrieved, her eyelids closed slightly and a few bean-sized tears fell out, and then she thought that there was a coffin carved with colorful phoenixes next to her, so she turned her head to look, and then was stunned. Who is this man? How could it be so strange?

When he was stunned, Meng Changye and the others also discovered something extremely strange. Lifting the layers of veils, they found that the walls were covered with portraits, which should be the work of the same person, judging from the delicate brushstrokes and realistic style. The first few paintings depict a palm-sized sleeved dog, with various postures and expressions, very vivid and lovely, followed by portraits, a young man in white is held in the arms of a tall man, or kissed, or soothed, and his expression is extremely intimate.

There is nothing surprising that a man falls in love with a man, it is strange that the portrait is obviously realistic, and the taller the man looks older the more he goes, while the boy in his arms is always young and beautiful. What's even more unbelievable is that the young man's facial features are exactly the same as Ji Gongzi's, from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his eyebrows, from his body shape to his bearing, it can be said that he is not bad at all; Emperor Daoguang's appearance was the same as that of a general, except that he lacked a big beard and a scar.

Seeing that the name of Emperor Daoguang was written on the sign, and it was covered with a private seal, it can be seen that these paintings were completed six hundred years ago, Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan were already stunned, but Meng Changye's face was pale, and his anger was blazing. In the dark, he knew that the person on this portrait must be a good person.

He turned his head to look back and saw Youshu crying in front of a crystal coffin, so he immediately walked over to check. Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan also chased after him. The three of them jumped on the coffin, and they were all stunned again.

"General, this Emperor of Light really looks like you!" Liu Wen was completely stunned. He knew from the text carved on the edge of the coffin that this was indeed the corpse of Emperor Daoguang, the first emperor of the ages, and the last male lord in history to unify the Eastern Continent. Since him, no dynasty has been able to create the grand hegemony of Kyushu. The treasure he left behind must have been extraordinary!

But Meng Changye didn't have the heart to think about any treasures anymore, he grabbed Youshu's arm tightly and asked sharply, "Who are you?" You approached me and insisted on staying with me because I looked like this dead man? Yes and no? ”

Youshu looked up at the living master for a while, and lowered her eyes to look at the long-dead master, and slowly fell into belated sadness and confusion. Even if he slept for hundreds of years and failed to experience the death of his master, the moment he saw his corpse, it was still painful.

Meng Changye couldn't get an answer for a long time, as if he understood something, he lifted the steel knife to smash the coffin, and scolded, "Grass-you-mother!" I, Meng Changye, turned out to be just a stand-in! You're doing everything you can to come in with us just to be reunited with him, right? Lao Tzu sues you, no way! You are my man in life, and you are my ghost in death! ”

Youshu jumped up in shock, and the whole person hung on his strong arm, begging again and again, "Don't cut it, please!" You're not a stand-in, you're the reincarnation of your master, you're the same person! ”

But for Meng Changye, any reincarnation is false, he only knows that he is Meng Changye, and Youshu can only belong to Meng Changye, and he can't think of anyone anymore, especially a dead person who looks the same as him.

"Master, do you call him master? So you've been sleeping here all along, haven't you? Slept for six hundred years? Wake up and look for his reincarnation in the mortal world, that is, me? The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he split the crystal three or two times, trying to destroy the corpse of Emperor Daoguang.

Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan hurriedly went to pull it, but saw that the corpse turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated the moment it touched the air, leaving only a dragon robe with a flickering light and ingenuity slowly falling to the bottom of the coffin. Even the last trace of thought was gone, Youshu was pulled back to reality, jumped down closely, held the dragon robe and cried, and then plunged his head into the fabric, sniffing the last wisp of ambergris fragrance left by the master.

He lay on his stomach, his shoulders trembling, looking extremely fragile, and the miserable cries kept coming, which made people feel sorry. Meng Changye realized that he was a little extreme, but he was just a dead man, so why bother holding on to it, but calling the dog cub to hate him.

He looked at the military advisor, his eyes revealing a plea for help.

Liu Wen waved his hand, indicating that he could not do anything. He is still stunned, although he has long guessed that Ji Gongzi has an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect him to be a true god, sleeping for six hundred years, and not old and immortal, even the famous Daoguang Emperor is his minister, not to mention a rough person like a general? Maybe General Er is really the reincarnation of Emperor Daoguang, and Ji Gongzi deliberately came to help him achieve hegemony?

But this speculation, Liu Wen only dared to think silently in his heart, how could he say it? The general's personality is extremely domineering, and he can't be exclusive to anyone who hates to be exclusive inside and out, and he will never admit that there is a dead man in Ji Gongzi's heart, even if that dead man is his reincarnation, he will never admit it.

When the general panicked and the military advisor was helpless, it was Liu Chuanshan, the old man who saved the scene. He lay on top of another crystal coffin and sighed, "Ouch my mother, who is this person?" Shouldn't the person who can be placed in the phoenix coffin be the queen? It's just that the queen of Emperor Daoguang is a man, how can she have small eyes, a flat nose, and rough skin, she is so ugly that she can't look at it! ”

Youshu immediately forgot to cry, climbed out with a dragon robe, and lowered her eyes to take a closer look.

The face of the man in the crystal coffin was still a little immature, about fifteen or sixteen years old, soaked in some kind of pale yellow liquid, as if he was asleep. His facial features are indeed very ugly, his figure is relatively thin and short, and the clothes he wears are not the longevity clothes of the Great Yan Kingdom, but the regular clothes of the royal family of the Jin Kingdom. It can be seen from this that this person should be from the Jin Kingdom.

"Could it be that this coffin was originally prepared for me by the master, but somehow it was taken by this man?" Thinking of Emperor Chun who took away his body, Youshu suddenly realized.

Liu Wen also said in horror, "Could this person be the real Emperor Chun?" But how could he enter the dungeon for no reason? ”

Don't you need to ask, it must be the ghost who performed the soul transfer technique for him! Youshu was vigilant in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face, slowly stood up, and draped the Ming Huanglong robe on the master's shoulder, "Whether you admit it or not, in short, you are my master, not only in the previous life, but also in this life, in the next life, in the next life, I will follow you." ”

Meng Changye saw that he was crying so miserably just now, and thought that he would definitely be angry, but he didn't expect that he had just climbed up and made such a cautious promise, and he was relieved for a while, and bitter for a while, so he had to try not to think about Emperor Daoguang, who had turned into ashes.

"Well, it's all good." He grabbed the boy and said in a low voice, "Take this corpse out?" ”

Youshu secretly shook her head, indicating that she wanted to see it again, and then jumped off the high platform and walked towards the high wall carved with reliefs. He could feel that there was a power fluctuation in this wall that was very similar to the soul fixing technique in his body, but he didn't know where it was hiding.

He looked up, as if carefully examining the sunken palm print on the stone wall, but in fact, the corner of his eye swept over each relief. The bottom relief, thinking he wasn't paying attention, was quietly and slowly turning his back to try to hide behind the other judges.

At this moment, Liu Wen walked over and guessed, "There is also a palm print here, you can press it down and take a look, maybe the treasure of Emperor Daoguang is hidden behind." ”

Youshu thought the same as him, and immediately raised her hand and pressed it. Sure enough, the stone wall slowly rose, revealing a huge palace room, which was full of gold and silver treasures, radiating colorful light under the illumination of the night pearl, almost blinding Liu Wen and the others.

In the center of the treasure is a royal case on which are placed the four treasures of the study and a letter. Youshu didn't look at the treasure, just walked over, opened the envelope and read.

"If you wake up one day, don't worry about me, go outside and live a good life. If there is fate, we will see you in the next life. Suddenly, the century-old letter paper dissipated into dust, and above the dome there was a creak of the mechanism opening.

There is no doubt that this treasure was left by Emperor Daoguang for his beloved young man, and once he had obtained it, all the passages spontaneously opened and sent him to the Land of Light. Meng Changye stood beside him, and he saw it clearly, not to mention the more diaphragm in his heart, while Liu Wen and Liu Chuanshan showed a look of awe.