There are exquisite murals on the six walls of the secret room, telling the history of the development of the Hu people and the method of producing the Hu chief.

At each corner of the wall is a wrist-thick white incense candle, which is held in the corner of the wall with an incense candle shaped like a palm, symbolizing that everything is in a long grip.

The whole array of incense candles presents a hexagonal shape.

On the front wall is a cornucopia of mountains, rivers and homes, surrounded by mountains and mist, surrounded by clouds and mist, and a group of red foxes protecting the village around a village, which is the birthplace of the Hu people.

Underneath the painting is a long incense case with a unicorn carved on the four corners of the case.

There is a Linghui grass in the middle of the incense case, this grass is very peculiar, some like Wen Zhu and some like Fa Cai Bamboo, the roots are like He Shou Wu, not very tall, and the appearance seems to be very ordinary! But there is only one tree in the world.

On the left side of Ling Huicao there was a jade bowl with two ears and a dagger inlaid with night pearls, and on the right was some deerskin paper made of special materials.

This deerskin paper is only available to the patriarch of the Hu clan, and only the patriarch can use it. This paper does not have any patterns or handwriting in the hands of other people, and only the Hu patriarch can see what is on it when he holds it in his hand.

Hu Yufan picked up the knife, held it in the palm of his hand and swiped it gently, the blood flowed out in an instant, he took the jade bowl without hurry, and let the blood flow into the bowl, the red blood and the emerald green jade bowl formed a contrast, the color was very dazzling.

After about half a bowl of blood, Hu Yufeng took out a handkerchief and the golden medicine that had been prepared to bandage the injured palm.

Carefully picked up the exquisitely carved jade bowl, raised it above his head and thought in his mouth, respectfully poured the blood of the jade bowl into the container containing Ling Huicao, the side of the container had a hole in the center where a finger could stick in, Hu Yufeng, who had poured the blood, quickly put the jade bowl on the incense case, stretched the index finger of his left hand into the hole in the flower pot, and gently put the palm of his right hand on the red fox tail pattern on his left chest.

I closed my eyes and muttered to myself, not knowing what to read.

In an instant, the painting with the birthplace on the wall changed, and all sides became dark, only the painting on the wall was brightly lit, Ling Huicao spread out, and surrounded Hu Yufeng, and the patriarch seemed to be on an oasis.

At this time, Hu Yufeng opened his eyes and saw that the picture on the wall had changed, and a ghost with a beautiful body and a beautiful face was about to fly into Biya's body, suspended in the air. In the dark sky, a silver-black moon appeared, and the golden star took on a W-shaped pattern and was on the head of the black moon. The mirror image was now gradually being mapped from the painting on the wall onto the decorskin on the incense table.

Hu Yufeng was in a state of confusion at the moment, and he didn't know how to face his old friend for many years, this high-powered prince, and he didn't know how to tell him about this strange thing.

said that the county lord of Biya was fine, she would not die, but it was not Biya who survived. Since I don't know how to explain it, I won't explain it for the time being, at least the prince's little moon will not be lost, and slowly find a way to find Biya's true body and soul.

He secretly folded the patterned deerskin paper carefully and put it in his arms.

The moment the painting is folded, everything returns to its original appearance. The paintings on the wall have become the birthplace of the Hu clan again, and the stretched Ling Huicao has also returned to its original size, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the palace of life and death is a forbidden place, even if it is a royal family, you are a prince can not trespass, Bi Haiwei, who is anxiously waiting in the Hu Yu Palace, has mixed feelings in his heart, pacing around the palace. I can't wait to get the answer he wants.

Hu Yufan sorted out his clothes and walked out of the secret room, the exit was as unexpected as the entrance, turning the fire candle on one side wall, and an exit appeared to reveal a row of stairs, the fire candles and candlesticks on each side wall were the switches of a staircase, but the way of opening was different.

Behind each side wall there is a staircase secret passage that can lead to other temples, this secret passage that extends in all directions is also known only to the patriarch, there is a direct passage to the outside world, this secret passage is to prevent the Hu clan from being in trouble, so that the clan can escape, and prevent the extinction of the dead clan.

Therefore, this dark passage has a nice name called "Living Road".

Hu Yufan chose the secret passage to reach the Hall of Life and Death directly, and he could go to the secret passage behind the portrait of his ancestors.

Bypassing the portrait, walking to the door of the hall, pushing open the door of the Hall of Life and Death, the hot sun is very dazzling, the air is filled with annoying heat, take a steady step, and walk towards the Hu Yu Palace.

When he was about to enter the palace gate, he could see Prince Bihaiwei, the prince who had lost his former stability and majesty, and who was just an ordinary father at the moment, and he hurried towards him.

"How is it, is Biya still saved?" Bihaiwei asked anxiously. He was terrified to hear that terrible answer.

"There is still salvation, Haiwei, you go back and prepare first, tonight when the stars are abnormal, it is the time when the county lord of Biya is rescued" Hu Yufan said with a weak heart.

I didn't dare to look at the prince more, for fear of being seen as flawed. He didn't want that majestic Bihaiwei to lose its former brilliance. I don't want his best friend to suffer the grief of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man. He could only tell this white lie, and the price of this lie was that one of his ears had lost the ability to distinguish sounds.

"The little girl is rescued, I will give everything I have, and I will be grateful" Hearing such an answer, the prince was overjoyed. He sensed something unusual about his old friend, but he couldn't think about it. All he wanted was his daughter to be saved.

"I'm in the mansion tonight, waiting for the patriarch's arrival," the prince thanked happily, but he didn't know that his little moon was no longer there, and he couldn't come back. He could only swallow all his doubts into his stomach. Wait for Biya to be rescued, and then ask an old friend about the situation.

Time flies, and the time is fast coming.

There is an annoying heat in the air, the clouds chase the moon, the moon obscures the clouds, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Prince Bihaiwei hurried through the palace, the rockery, the promenade around the lake, and the gardens, and walked briskly to the gate. Prepare to greet Patriarch Hu Yufan. At this time, the county lord of Biya was lying quietly in her palace, at this time, she had lost her former vitality, and she was lying there like a gossamer. What exactly awaits her, no one knows.

Patriarch Hu Yufan had already prepared in advance, took his personal entourage, and rode to the palace complex where the prince lived. The prince has been waiting at the door for a long time, and no matter how long the wait is, it will be worth it.

There was no greeting, no verbosity, the patriarch asked the prince to retire the entourage of the two, because the stakes were so high, he didn't want too many people to know, lest the lord of Biya be ridiculed as a monster in the future.

The patriarch followed the prince to the Qiyue Hall where the lord of Biya lived. The splendid Qiyue Hall lost the laughter of its master, and became lifeless, and all the decorations were dull. The two came to the middle of the Qiyue Hall while talking, the lotus pots were staggered, and the fireflies were flying in the air, making this Qiyue Hall look like a fairyland on earth.

When the sun was approaching, a strong wind suddenly blew in the originally clear sky, and the moon changed from gray to silver, and after a while, the moon turned orange again, and don't blink, because the moon changed from red to silver-black, and there were 5 golden stars on the silver-black moon, which crossed the sky and showed a W shape on the silver-black moon, which looked like a moon with a crown.

Hu Yufan was shocked when he saw this picture, isn't this the scene on the deerskin, could it be that the county lord of Biya is about to return to the west?

Prince Bihaiwei's attention was in the fantasy sky, he lost his keen observation in the past, and he didn't notice Hu Yufan's abnormality.

As soon as the time came, a star pierced the sky and went straight to the Qiyue Palace. At the moment when he was about to arrive at the Qiyue Palace, he turned into a beam of golden light that illuminated the inner hall of the Qiyue Palace, shooting directly at Biya's body.

Patriarch Hu Yufan and Prince Bihaiwei took three steps and two steps, and quickly ran into the inner hall, only to see that Biya on the bed was in great pain, her porcelain doll-like face was now distorted, and her hands were tightly gripping the quilt.

But it didn't take long for Biya to be motionless and breathless. It was as if it were dead, without a trace of breath.

The prince immediately ran up and called out the name of the county lord. He reached out and touched Bia's snort, which was no longer breathing.

"Biya, Biya, Biya, Father is here, wake up, open your eyes and look at your father, how can you bear to let your father send a white-haired person to a black-haired person!"

"Yu Fan, didn't you say that Biya was saved? Hurry up and figure it out! The prince said heartbrokenly.

As he spoke, the prince touched Bia's chilling body, he didn't want to accept the fact that he had lost his little moon, and time passed little by little, as if a century had passed.

Hearing these words, Hu Yufan didn't know how to comfort his friends for many years. But I also have some doubts in my heart, the picture just now is exactly the same as the situation on the decorket, how can the ending be completely different from the situation in the painting.

Suddenly, at this time, Biya's hand clicked, and after saying "it hurts", Biya fell asleep.

Hu Yufan didn't care about etiquette, walked to Biya's side with an arrow, picked up the wrist of Biya County Lord, and hung his veins with his two fingers. The doubtful heart was put down.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Prince, the county lord is just too frightened, he has fallen asleep, the dirty water in his body has been removed, as long as he recovers for some time, he can return to his former lively appearance." Hu Yufan said.

"Really? You didn't coax me, did you? Bihaiwei went from great sorrow to great joy and couldn't believe it. Looking at his friend's eyes, although he had doubts and didn't dare to believe it, but he touched Biya again, and his daughter was already hot, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, thank you for it! Brother Yufan will wait for Biya to recover, I will take Biya to the door in person to thank you" Bihaiwei didn't care about his identity, bowed deeply to Hu Yufan, and when he got up, he said to Hu Yufan, this gratitude was beyond words.

"Brother Haiwei, you just take good care of the county lord of Biya, I will go back first" Hu Yufeng saw that the county lord was fine, so he returned to his palace with his entourage, this night was destined to be an extraordinary night, he tossed and turned, and all kinds of doubts in his heart could only wait until the county lord recovered, and then ask in person.

In the palaces of the prince here, the county lord was unharmed, and the silent palace was restored to its former vitality.

It's just that the frightened princess, whose already weak body is even weaker, has been waiting for news from Biya.

The whole hall knew that if Biya couldn't survive, the princess wouldn't survive, and she would follow Biya away.

She was afraid that her daughter Biya would be scared on the Huangquan Road. Biya's brother Biguan and sister-in-law have been accompanying the princess. I have been persuading my mother to rest first, and I told her as soon as I had news from Biya.

But as a mother, it is a pity that she did not stay with her sick child, and she did not get the news that Biya was safe, how could she rest in peace.

At this time, she finally waited for the news of Biya's safety, and her hanging heart relaxed. Although I couldn't go to see Biya immediately, I knew that my daughter was fine, but I didn't know if it was the effect of the medicine, or if I suddenly let go of my hanging heart, and sleepiness slowly hit. Biguan returned to his palace after making arrangements.

It was as if nothing had happened last night, and the calm had returned. Biya slept until the afternoon, opened her eyes, looked around, no, closed her eyes and secretly opened one eye, and took a look, it was still not right.

Bia sat up with a spirit, a little dizzy from the lack of blood supply to his head due to the rotation and slight impact through time and space. Lay down again, let me take a good look.