I thought about it for a while, and instantly understood, she was Zong Qiqi, but she was no longer my guardian Yin Soul Sect Qiqi. Because she told me before that as long as she was brought into the tomb of Marquis Wu, she would be able to restore her consciousness before her death, which was an agreement between us, and now she no longer calls me master but Zhao Lianfan, which means that she has recovered her memory.

"Yes, hello, Zong Qiqi." I said with a forced smile.

"It's ...... Tomb of Marquis Wu? You really brought me into the tomb of Marquis Wu, Zhao Lianfan, thank you. Zong Qiqi said in surprise.

As soon as she asked this, I knew that she had memories of her life, but she forgot to become the memory after I guarded the yin, otherwise she wouldn't have asked this sentence, but this is normal, guarding the yin is a contract-style master-servant relationship, and the memories generated by this contract can only exist in the validity period of the contract, and now that the contract has expired, the memory will naturally disappear.

Since she had forgotten, I didn't need to bring it up again, it didn't make any sense.

I nodded and said, "Yes, Wuhou Tomb, Zong Qiqi, can you help me see if my wife is nearby?" ”

It's dark around, I can't see anything clearly, but Zong Qiqi is different, she is a ghost, and the darkness doesn't have any effect on her.

"Your wife?" Zong Qiqi said to himself, "There is no one else here, there is only a small blue snake alive." ”

"Little snake? Yes, yes, that's my wife, please help bring it to me. I said in surprise, because Zong Qiqi said that she was still alive.

"Your wife? It's just an ordinary little snake, no, it's a demon, she seems to have her own consciousness, although she is still alive, but she is seriously injured, and she crawls towards you vigorously. Zong Qiqi said.

My heart sank, Yi Demon, that is the lowest existence of the demon clan, Zhao Yixian was also a demon powerhouse before, and was hit by Jiaoyue, and directly descended to three major realms (Demon Clan Realm: Demon Clan: Demon Clan, Shape Demon, Lich, Demon Commander, Ancestral Demon, Immortal Demon King), and was almost beaten back to its original form.

Fortunately, she still has her own consciousness, if it is another demon clan, it is estimated that there is no possibility of recovery, but Zhao Yixian is different, she has the Immortal Inner Dan, it should be recoverable, even if it can't be recovered, as long as she is still there, I will not give up on her.

"Please help bring her to me, thank you." My heart is very complicated, more distressed, Zhao Yixian has a bad fate, all because of knowing me.

"Give." Zong Qiqi's voice came, and then, I felt a snake only the thickness of my thumb being placed in my hand by Zong Qiqi, she was squirming in my hand, even if there was no sound and I couldn't speak, I knew her mood at this time.

I raised my hand with difficulty, put her on my face, and wanted to put her on my chest, but I knew that my chest was bloody now, which could only make Zhao Yixian more mental.

"Yixian, we survived, that's the best news, isn't it?" I said softly, my tone was as relaxed as possible, but the injuries on my body made it impossible for me to be a good actor, and after saying so many words just now, I couldn't control my tone now.

Zhao Yixian squirmed, and I could feel a thin and soft thing scratching my face, it was Zhao Yixian licking my face with her tongue.

"Rest well, we'll all be fine." The more I spoke, the quieter and quieter my voice became, Zhao Yixian was beside me and made me feel excited, and when I learned that she was not in danger for the time being, my spirit relaxed, and the severe pain in my whole body came one after another, and the huge consumption also made me unable to hold on anymore.

"Yixian, let's rest together for a while......" I muttered, after the last word, I felt Zhao Yixian lick me with his tongue again, I really couldn't hold on, and fainted......

I don't know how long it has been, my consciousness gradually returned to my mind, the first time I thought of Zhao Yixian, my palm moved, she also moved in my hand, in response to me, I breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened my eyes, and suddenly found that there was already a bright light here, and the pain on my body disappeared a lot.

There was a slight smell of rotting wood around, and the left and right sides were blocked by wooden planks, this feeling was very familiar, I grew up in a coffin, and I was so familiar with the coffin that I was almost certain that I would sleep in the coffin now.

I tried to move my limbs, and the injury has recovered a lot, although it has not healed, but now I have the ability to move.

I slowly stood up and carefully held Zhao Yixian with both hands.

A long lamp is scattered in this small tomb, compared to the tomb of the emperor and general, the tomb of the tomb of the Marquis of Wu is relatively simple, probably less than a hundred square meters, the top of the tomb is not low, because the light is not too bright, the top of the tomb is pitch black.

There are not many artificially built projects here, no stone carvings that consume manpower and material resources, no wide and magnificent stone steps, no luxurious burial objects, and no tomb eulogy.

In the whole tomb, there are only two things, the coffin I am in is not luxurious, and a long desk of the Three Kingdoms period, there are more than a dozen classics on the desk, and the carrier of the records of the classics is jade slips and bamboo slips, and there are a bunch of white bones in the corner of the tomb.

Behind the long desk, there was a white skeleton, and on the head of the white bones, there was also a scarf that was about to rot, and the clothes on the white bones could no longer distinguish the original color, and the degree of decay was as high as eighty.

In the hands of the white bones, there is also a feather fan, a feather fan scarf, if you don't guess wrong, this pair of white bones should be Zhuge Kongming himself.

Perhaps except for the master of Xuanmen, Luo Xin and Lu Hexuan, no one knew that the tomb of Wuhou, which had been silent for more than a thousand years, was actually such a "simple" scene.

Zong Qiqi's eyes were slightly closed at this time, and her demeanor was naturally sitting in a corner, her surroundings were full of black energy, obviously she was cultivating, and she was also facing a breakthrough, she was already a ghost handsome sixth-layer powerhouse, this breakthrough is estimated to be directly promoted to the realm of the ghost king.

At this time, I couldn't disturb her, so I moved a little and crawled out of the coffin.

The coffin is made of mahogany, and the coffin is surrounded by mysterious runes, which I can only barely identify as runes that belong to the medical Tao, and it is precisely with the existence of these runes that this coffin has the miraculous effect of recovering from injuries, which may be the reason why my injuries can heal so quickly.

It is rumored that there is a secret about immortality in this, and there is also the lower part of Zhuge Clan's secret method, if there is, it can only be on that desk.

I slowly walked to the front of the desk, knelt down against the white bones of Wuhou, bowed three times and bowed nine times, which was the respect for the deceased, no matter what, we are considered intruders, and we must have the least respect for the master.

After bowing, I didn't rush to look through the classics on it, too much time has passed, and the jade slips are still intact, but those bamboo slips have already shown slight signs of hatching.

The classics that can appear here are basically the treasures of the Xuanmen, and I don't want to cause any loss to these Xuanmen treasures because of my slightest mistake. And these classics are neatly arranged, which proves that the last time the Xuanmen master came in, they didn't mess with them.

Zong Qiqi obviously knew this truth as well, so she didn't move and went to cultivate by herself.

I looked around the burial chamber and found no exits, all of them were blue stone walls, and even the connecting joints were visible, as if the burial chamber had been dug out of thin air from a huge stone.

And the location of that seam, near the pile of bones in the corner, there is only one seam, definitely not where the exit is, if there is a door, there must be at least two seams.

I sighed, I have basically concluded that it is impossible to get out in a normal way, I counted the white bones, a total of nine, eight of which are well preserved, and the other one is scattered, the head and limbs are not in the same position, and the eight well-preserved white bones, the throat bone position is black, it seems that the legend about the tomb of Wuhou is true.