Chapter 941: It's a Good Place

Yang Jian didn't think that he would be so embarrassed when he returned to Chang'an.

Fang Xie didn't think that he would return to Chang'an like this.

I didn't have time to take a look at what had changed in Chang'an City, even if he happened to pass through East 23rd Street, Fang Jie's eyes didn't stop at his shop for even a moment. In fact, there is no scenery in Chang'an City, there is only the kind of momentum that is neat to the point of being awe-inspiring.

When he crossed the street, Fang Xie was no longer as cautious as he had been in Chang'an City before, but took out the strength that he had carefully preserved along the way, and crossed the street like a gust of wind, stepping on the roof of his shop. Chang'an City has been besieged by the rebels for a long, long time, and because it has been too long, even the people in the city have no fear, and they live like peacetime, and they don't even bother to ask if there is another attack outside the city.

Someone once said that the walls of Chang'an City were too tall, so tall that it seemed to build Chang'an into a prison that was the best in the world.

However, in the past few years, the people of Baili Chang'an have been glad that the emperors of the Great Sui have improved this circle of walls and finally completed it when the first emperor was in place.

Two hundred years

How magnificent?

Someone noticed something unusual, and an unusual wind blew past them. They tried to find the source of the wind, but found nothing.

Tai Chi Palace

The Queen's Bedchamber

Luo Weiran, who was sitting at the table watching the queen read, suddenly changed his face, and then stood up and looked out the window. Seeing that his face was different, the queen was slightly surprised and then a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

"He's back."

Luo Weiran said.

The queen was at a loss for what to do, and the book in her hand fell. Although she was imprisoned here, Luo Weiran's cultivation was amazing, and those who were watching the queen would not notice that there was an extra person beside the queen. Since the death of the little emperor, Yang Jian sent people to put the empress under house arrest in the palace instead of Changchun Garden. In fact, this is very simple, Yang Jian just wants to tell others that the queen is still alive.

"You're going?"

The queen asked, her voice trembling.

"It's unusual to come back, so something must have happened. I've been to the Imperial Tomb a few times these days, and I didn't find any clues before, and then when I was about to find some clues, the tiger came back. I didn't know what his attitude was, so I didn't go in again. The Heaven and Earth Vitality over there has changed a lot, and I have to go and see it. ”

"Can't you go if you don't go?"

The queen asked again.

"I'll be back."

Luo Weiran tidied up her clothes, walked to the queen's side and reached out and touched her cheek: "There are some things that must be done, but nothing is more important than you." ”

With that, he swept out of the window.

When the queen looked again, she could no longer see his back.

The book fell on the table, the wind blew, and the pages were flipped wildly.

Imperial Tomb

In front of an earthen grave.

Fluttering Tiger sat on the edge of the grave, holding a wine gourd in his left hand and a book in his right hand that had been turned over to rot. He reads as he reads, in a soft voice, as if he were telling a bedtime story to a small child. It's just the story in this book, and the dead old scalper can be memorized if he can speak human.

Before the story was finished, the wine gourd in the tiger's left hand suddenly froze when it was brought to his lips.

"How did you come back?"

He muttered to himself, but finally got up and placed the wine gourd and the book on the edge of the grave.

"I don't know if you're coming back to me, I'll take a look...... If you come back to me, old man, maybe I'll go down with you soon. It's just the same, don't lick me when we meet again...... You have bad breath. ”

After saying this, he strode towards the gate of the imperial mausoleum.

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The emperors of the Great Sui Dynasty were buried in a mausoleum, which was only available in the Great Sui Dynasty. In the past, in all dynasties, it was rare for all emperors to be buried in one mausoleum. At the beginning, Emperor Tianyou did not build his own mausoleum, and the little emperor Yang Chengqian ordered the construction of Emperor Tianyou's mausoleum after succeeding to the throne, and did not leave this area.

Because of this, the outermost is Yang Yi's mausoleum.

Yang Jian broke in from the outside like crazy, and the door of the mausoleum dungeon was smashed by him. It was this door that kept him inside, and the young man who opened it for him has died in the southwest.

Yang Jian rushed into the underground palace almost as if he was flying close to the ground, and then slapped the coffin of Emperor Tianyou open with one palm. The moment the coffin lid was knocked away with the strength of his palm, a very faint but strange red appeared in the miserable whiteness of his face, and it was because of his excitement and excitement now.

"It's finally back!"

He slammed into the coffin and grabbed the body of Emperor Yang Yi.

Then he was stunned for a moment.

"No descendants!"

When Yang Jian saw Yang Yi's corpse, he couldn't help but curse angrily, and the excitement on his face was all replaced by anger. It was precisely because he had grabbed Yang Yi's corpse instead of the sealed container that he was angry. At this time, the corpse was already in tatters, and there seemed to be a sarcastic smile on the face that was so rotten that there were almost only bones left, as if he was saying to Yang Jian, Taizu...... I just won't give it to you.

Yang Jian couldn't help but recall the moment when the little emperor Yang Chengqian poisoned himself in his mind, and remembered the resolute and stubborn face of that young man.

"You want? I just won't give it to you! ”

This sentence stabbed the Yang family in the heart like a knife. For example, the injuries he was given along the way made him feel uncomfortable, even painful.

Yang Jian grabbed Yang Yi's corpse and threw the corpse out in anger. With a snap, the body fell to the ground and scattered. The rotting flesh and the ashes of the bones did not look embarrassed at all, but had a different kind of pride. It felt like a slap in the face to Yang Jian in this way, so loud.

"I don't need an unscrupulous descendant like you!"

Angry, Yang Jian rushed over and kicked the corpse away: "You are terminally ill, I can't use your blood!" It's just to give you the dignity of being my descendant, and I want to give you the same glory as your fathers and ancestors! If you don't care about it, why should I treat you as a descendant! ”

Yang Jian stomped the corpse's skull with one kick, and then strode inside.

Passing through a long passage, Yang Jian ignored the darkness of the passage, and he entered another mausoleum, the mausoleum of Yang Yi's father, Emperor Zhenzong of the Great Sui. When he saw the coffin, the perverted excitement on Yang Jian's face reappeared: "There are others!" I've not just prepared one, there's more! I have so many children and grandchildren, some of them are alive and some are dead! You are all my descendants, and you will give me whatever I want...... I want to ......"

Yang Jian's hand that reached into the coffin and his words came to an abrupt halt as he directly lifted the body out of it again. The only difference was that the corpse was left with dry bones. He still hadn't touched the container, and he could smell that the dry bones were not fake emperors, but indeed his descendants.

"You father and son are idiot bastards!"

Yang Jian cursed loudly: "As my descendants, what qualifications do you have to refuse the path I have prepared for you? You should have had no choice but to wait for me to come back and do the last thing for me from the start! But you don't! You are all liars...... It's all liars! ”

Yang Jian kicked the coffin away, and the remains of Emperor Zhenzong were scattered all over the ground.

Fang Xie didn't know, because Yang Yi and his father's rebellion was also pride, which bought him time. Yang Jian had already thrown him away, but he didn't find what he needed in the two dungeons in a row, and Yang Jian had been dragged back by his descendants.

Two emperors in a row, made the same choice.

They may know that they cannot change their fate, which has become a foregone conclusion, but they declare their attitude with such a heroic gesture.

They are members of the Yang family, but they don't necessarily have to guard that disgusting secret, nor do they necessarily have to guard that even more disgusting rule.

When Fang Xie rushed into the dungeon, he heard a sound from the depths of the dungeon.

At this time, it was Yang Jian who overturned the coffin of Emperor Zhenzong.

Yang Jian...... What else can't you do? ”

Fang Xie glanced at the broken corpse in the corner and couldn't help but shake his head. He couldn't bear the face of the corpse, but he could guess who it was. The intersection with this person is a past that Fang Xie will never forget. This resentful and respectable Emperor of the Great Sui always does his own thing, and it seems that the whole world should revolve around him.

Fang Xie suddenly found that he had no hatred for Yang Yi.

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When Fang Xie passed through the tomb of Emperor Tianyou, Luo Weiran appeared outside the gate of the imperial mausoleum. He stood in the doorway and hesitated for a few moments, but finally chose to walk in. When he walked down, he couldn't help but glance back in the direction of the Taiji Palace, and there was an indescribable meaning on his face.

"In any case, this period has been the most beautiful and comfortable life of my life. I'm sorry I lied to you...... Maybe I can't go back, but there's one thing I didn't lie to you about, and that's that nothing is more important than you. But because of this, I have to come, as long as Yang Jian doesn't die, I can't feel at ease, if he lives, he may hurt you. ”

Luo Weiran took one last look as if saying goodbye, and then walked into the imperial mausoleum.

The deepest part of the Imperial Tomb.

At first, the tiger is running, but then the speed turns out to be slower. He moved forward step by step, because he suddenly realized that he didn't want to face the person, the person he had called his eldest brother for more than 200 years. I don't know what's wrong, every time he passes through a dungeon, his respect and affection for Yang Jian in his heart fade a little. When he was about to walk to the front, he suddenly found that he was starting to dislike his eldest brother.

Really disgusted.

"If I can put an end to this, I'll die with you. We go back to where we were supposed to be, definitely not here. The names of your and my brother may have been written on the life and death book of the underworld more than 200 years ago, and they have escaped the reincarnation of 200 years, and they still have to go after all...... I'm tired of it, big brother...... Why can't you put it down? ”

The tiger's expression was painful at first, but now, it is becoming clearer.

When Fang Xie walked to the second underground palace, he saw another corpse.

He couldn't help but pause, and a little respect suddenly appeared in his heart.

A very absurd thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he knew that it could never be true, but he couldn't help but think about it anyway...... The rebellion of the descendants of the Yang family may have begun with Emperor Zhenzong, Yang Yi's father, Yang Chengqian's grandfather, the emperor who is said to be the longest-lived and most amorous emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty, influenced Yang Yi, and Yang Yi influenced Yang Chengqian.

If Yang Yi knew this secret when he succeeded to the throne, then did he deliberately make up the collapse of the Great Sui?

Impossible.

Fang Xie shook his head, that was not in line with Yang Yi's character.

Fang Xie didn't dare to stay too long, because he knew that Yang Jian would eventually find a descendant who could be used.

"Mausoleum"

Fang Xie sighed: "This place seems to have been specially chosen. ”

Behind him, Luo Weiran glanced at the remains of the Heavenly Blessing Emperor on the ground, hesitated for a while, walked over, and sorted out the remains: "Sometimes, I often think about it...... You have more courage than I do. ”