Xiaowa didn't have time to deal with Xuanniao, at this time her eyes were blazing, her eyes looked straight at the duckweed, waiting to hear the story of Princess Zhuang Xuan and the Xuan corpse coffin.

Duckweed sighed, thought for a while, and then said, "I'm not sure about Princess Zhuang Xuan's story, after all, there is no full evidence. Let me tell the story of the coffin to the little baby first. ”

Xiaowa nodded, with a look of curiosity and anticipation.

"It's a bit of a long story, and I'll have to get through it. At that time, I was in Kunlun Mountain, and there was a little girl named Lingchun, who was actually the little daughter of a big Chun tree. In ancient times, there were people who had a big tsubaki, and 8,000 years old was the spring, and 8,000 years old was the autumn. Although Lingchun has only lived for dozens of years, he has already cultivated into a human form.

She was completely different from her mother, who lived for 10,000 years and only wanted to be a big tree.

After Lingchun cultivated into a human form, the Queen Mother of the West was also very happy and asked me to teach her to learn the spiritual method every day. In general, she is also my little apprentice.

After I taught her for more than ten years, I don't know why, she seemed to be very tired of living day after day in Kunlun Mountain. So Lingchun told the queen mother that she wanted to come to the world to see. ”

"Is it like my sister?" asked the little baby, tilting her little head and biting the chicken leg in her mouth, as she ate.

Duckweed thought for a moment and smiled: "Although it doesn't look like a difference, it's still different." I love my time in Kunlun Mountain, and being a fairy is a very happy thing for me. But Lingchun hates Kunlun Mountain very much, and she doesn't like to be an immortal at all.

She likes to be human, and Lingchun told me that she wants to be a flesh-and-blood person.

So the Queen Mother simply let Lingchun come to the world. I don't know why, she actually went to be the concubine of an emperor. It was a troubled time, the people were precarious, and being an emperor was not a happy thing. What's more, that emperor was not an emperor.

Lingchun loved that emperor very much, and I don't know what kind of demon she had. ”

"Sister, what happened later?Did Lingchun and the emperor stay together all the time?" Xiaowa listened to it with relish, and even stopped eating the chicken legs, and listened intently to the duckweed telling this story.

"Being together all the time? It seems like an easy thing for humans to be together all the time. But for demons or gods, a lifetime is too long, and no one dares to say lightly who they want to be with forever.

But Lingchun believed this kind of thing very much. At that time, it was a troubled time, and I remember that the emperor seemed to be very keen on poetry, and if he was really just a poet and not an emperor, he would probably be much happier.

Later, the emperor's kingdom was destroyed, and the emperor was also imprisoned, and he has been living as the king of the fallen country. He was sad every day, and the hatred of the country was overwhelming. Within a year or two, the emperor fell ill and died.

Lingchun is very sad, she is a person, since the first day I knew her, she was very persistent. She felt that the emperor's wish was to restore the country, and the emperor should not die like that, so in order to bring her beloved back to life, she made herself into a coffin.

Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? I thought it was unreasonable at first, how could I be willing to make myself into a coffin.

Later, about a few decades later, I understood. She is a large tsubaki, with 8,000 years old as spring and 8,000 years old as autumn, and is a species that is favored by heaven and earth. She made herself a coffin, and if the emperor could not wake up, she would be able to stay by his side forever. ”

Duckweed sighed deeply and took a sip of the pork ribs and winter melon soup that was about to cool down.

"Then, the coffin we saw in Princess Zhuang Xuan's secret room is Lingchun's corpse?" Xiaowa felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't say why.

Duckweed nodded, and sighed again: "It's not a corpse, she's just living in another way." Lingchun is the stupidest and most innocent child I've ever met. She thought that people were affectionate, and she thought that the emperor loved each other as much as she did. But people's feelings are fickle, how many people are there in the world?

After decades, the emperor finally woke up. But Lingchun was wrong, what the emperor loved was never the hegemony of the country, but the wind and snow. He loved Lingchun at the beginning, but it was because Lingchun was different from the women in the world, and the beauty of Lingchun was incomparable to those mortal women.

When he knew that Lingchun was a coffin, he was very frightened and set a fire to burn the coffin. But what he didn't know was that Lingchun was not an ordinary coffin, but a large coffin.

The emperor who loved Fenghua Xueyue thought that Lingchun was dead, so he found a place to live the life of Fenghua Xueyue.

Although Lingchun turned into a coffin, she was still conscious. She was originally a yellow Tsubaki, but she was burned black by the emperor's fire. She hated the emperor, and she hated herself.

The Queen Mother of the West wanted me to take her back to Kunlun Mountain to re-cultivate, but she refused to go back.

She was so attached that slowly, she also forgot who she was. Later, a warlock discovered her and used her to resurrect some people who had just died. In the beginning, those who died were really alive. The people gave her a name, called the Xuan Corpse Coffin.

But it didn't take long for Lingchun to be devoured by her own demons, and she herself became a demon. ”

"Turned into a demon?" asked the little baby suspiciously, "but isn't she still in a coffin?"

Duckweed shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's different." Now the resurrection of one person requires the lives of one or hundreds of people. Princess Zhuang Xuan wanted to bring someone back to life, so there was a tragedy in the Gusu Wang's family. ”

Xiaowa and Xuanniao were thoughtful, and Xuanniao frowned and asked, "Then Princesses Zhuang Xuan are going to resurrect people, but her husband?"

Duckweed nodded and said, "It should be." The Wang family thought that after changing his name and surname, and then killing the family, no one would know his true identity, but in fact, he was able to do those things, and Zhuang Xuan was behind it. It's just that I don't know, Princess Zhuang Xuan knows that those poems were not written by Wang Xuan. ”

"That's right. Duckweed suddenly reacted and said to Xiaowa, "Xiaowa, after you finish eating, go to Jiang Gongzi's house with Xuanniao, find a Langzhong." Taking a closer look at what kind of disease Jiang Xinghuo has, I always feel that Wang Wei deliberately took those medicines to aggravate Jiang Gongzi's condition. If you can, you must take the opportunity to throw away all the previous medicines to Jiang Gongzi, and leave some silver for him. He was frugal and hardworking, and he was afraid that we would leave, and he was reluctant to lose the medicine. ”

Xiaowa nodded in agreement, and thought of one more thing, "Sister, I heard you say that day, there is a person who has waited for decades with a Xuan corpse coffin, and he has not waited for the resurrection of the person who wants to be resurrected, is it that the Xuan corpse coffin is useless?"