12 hours ago......

In the early morning of Taibai Mountain, the snow in spring is like a mirror reflecting the golden sun.

Outside the door of the boudoir in the cave, Lao Jin's stammering voice sounded: "Master Qiqi, ghost...... Ghost ......"

Ah You jumped up from the bed, put on his clothes and went to the back of the door and said, "Heavenly Holy Land, the top of Taibai Mountain, where did the ghost come from?" ”

"Master, I didn't smooth out my tongue, I mean the ghost mask is here!"

Qin Beiyang rolled out of bed and asked, "You mean-Li Gaolou is here?" ”

A moment later, Qin Beiyang and Ah You came to the Great Hall of Gewu Zhizhi, but they saw a slender man, dressed in a graceful white robe, with a huge burden behind him, which was as long as a flat shoulder, maybe it was the burden of the "Underground Palace Road"? He wears a hideous ghost mask, like the reborn King of Lanling. Could it be that the person under the mask has changed? But he has an aggressive aura on his body, a fairy wind bone, which can be smelled from a mile away. Yes, he is a ghost mask, a descendant of Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty, the son of a royal feng shui master of the Qing Dynasty, and his real name is Li Gaolou.

The eyes behind the mask lit up again when they saw Qin Beiyang and Ah You. Qin Beiyang held his hands, hugged him cordially, bit his ear and said, "I really want to see your face!" ”

"Then you'll be terrified!" The ghost mask laughed loudly, and he was still young when he heard his voice.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life, please accept my worship!"

Thinking of his cultivation in the underground palace of Qin Shi Huang and the 'Heavenly Library', and now seeing the ghost mask again, Qin Beiyang bowed to him in front of everyone and with the dignity of the leader of the assassins.

"Torment me! You are the best graduate of the Heavenly Academy, the heir of Assasin, and the hero who saved the kingdom, but I am nothing but useless. The ghost mask grabbed Ah You's hand again, "Beiyang, Ah You, when Paris said goodbye to Versailles, I roamed the world with swords for another ten years, but unfortunately I missed your wedding wine." By the way, where is Meng Po? ”

Qin Beiyang and Ah Youmian looked at each other, and simply took the ghost mask that had been away from Taibai Mountain for a long time to Baxiantai on the top of the mountain. Today, the snow is clear, and there are white cranes flying in the sea of clouds, just like the paintings of Song Huizong.

The ghost mask said loudly: "This white crane is not an ordinary bird, it may have lived for thousands of years. ”

"Brother Crane is also a divine beast? No, it's a mythical bird. ”

Qin Beiyang remembered that when he was seventeen years old on the island of Dharma Mountain, the stalk of the Ming and Qing Dynasty officials dressed as complements - the Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, well-dressed and beastly.

"When I was a child, I practiced the art of assassination on this Ba Sendai, and when I accidentally flipped over and was about to fall into the Valley of Hell, a white crane rescued me, carried me through the clouds, and led me all the way to the lair."

"You've been to the Crane's Nest before? Are there any cranes or eggs? ”

Ghost Mask shook his head and smiled: "Brother Crane is alone, lonely, and doesn't even have a partner. The crane's nest is in a dangerous place on the cliff, and even the birds dare not come up. I guess, it's been lonely for hundreds of years! From this, I established a relationship with Brother He. ”

"Can it hear you?"

"However, this thing is not an ordinary beast, but understands human nature, understands human language, knows honesty and shame more than humans, and keeps promises." Ghost Mask took a step back, "Tell me, what happened to Meng Po?" Is she still alive? ”

Qin Beiyang had to say: "At this time yesterday, Meng Po ascended from your position. ”

"Sure enough, Meng Po is nearly 100 years old." The ghost mask overlooked the cliff and sighed, "A month ago, I suddenly dreamed of Meng Po, thinking that the 60th anniversary of the Jiazi Festival of Taibai Mountain was coming, so I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to see my mother-in-law. Oh my God, I've only missed a day. ”

"Mother-in-law is dying, and it can also be regarded as a happy funeral."

Qin Beiyang comforted, and two Han rhymes floated out of the mouth of the ghost mask-

There are tall buildings in the northwest, and the clouds are on the same level.

The sparse knot Qi window, a pavilion triple order.

There is a string singing, and the sound is sad.

Who can make a song for this, there is no wife.

The Qing merchants are with the wind, and the middle song is wandering.

Sigh again and again, generosity and sorrow.

does not hesitate to suffer the singer, but the wounded acquaintance is scarce.

I am willing to fly high for the double birds.

This is not "There are high-rise buildings in the northwest" of "Nineteen Ancient Poems"?

After the ghost mask was a song, Qin Beiyang asked, "I heard that your real name is Li Gaolou?" Meng Po has been thinking about you all the time, calling you Lou'er, is this because of this? ”

"Yes, my father was a Qing Dynasty imperial feng shui master, and he loved poetry and books during his lifetime, especially the "Nineteen Ancient Poems" of the Han Dynasty, one of which was "There are high-rise buildings in the northwest", and he named me after it."

Ah You interjected: "We won't forget Meng Po." Brother Gaolou, tomorrow is the 60th anniversary of Taibai Mountain's Jiazi celebration, and you came at the right time. ”

On this night, all the brothers on the mountain were preparing for the celebration. Lao Jin and Zhongshan washed the dust for the ghost mask Li Gaolou, or the old rule of Taibai Mountain, using nectar soup and kiwi fruit. Li Gaolou has been wandering outside for many years, and when he tastes these two foods again, he actually cried.

Qin Beiyang and Li Gaolou drank a few glasses of wine, and it was difficult to say a word about what they had experienced over the years, and they were so drunk that their stomachs were uncomfortable, and they went back to their rooms early to sleep. On the bed, Ah Yu wrapped around him like an octopus. Since she was pregnant, Ah You has changed her strength in the past three years, and has become a good little daughter-in-law when she first got married.

Ah You put his head on Qin Beiyang's chest, drew circles on his nipples and said, "Brother, do you say that I am a boy or a girl in my belly?" ”

"What do you say?"

"I guess it's a girl!" She kissed Qin Beiyang again, "Do you think, as soon as Meng Po ascended to heaven, I found out that I was pregnant, and tomorrow is the 60th anniversary of Taibai Mountain's Jiazi celebration, isn't this Meng Po's reincarnation?" ”

"Mother-in-law reincarnated in your womb? Or our daughter? This ......"

Qin Beiyang didn't know whether he was happy or sad, and suddenly his lungs burned. After leaving the underground palace for a few days, the old problem was committed again. He told Ah You to sleep first, and he must return to the underground palace and breathe the breath of the ancient tomb, otherwise he will be killed by cancer cells.

On Taibai Mountain, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the spring cold is steep, and the snow has not yet melted. Qin Beiyang turned the Great Master Sea, climbed to the peak, and drilled into the heavenly and earthly palaces. Pass through the tomb door of the Tomb of the Heavenly King and come to the forgery of the underground palace of Qin Shi Huang. Take a deep breath and the cold water bursts the fire in the lobes of your lungs, and then you feel free.

In the middle of the huge yellow intestine inscription, the nine colors curled up in front of the coffin of the Tang Dynasty, waiting for its little prince Li Longqi. Qin Beiyang hugged the tomb beast in the town, and after not seeing its owner for a few days, it was a little coquettish. But he felt that someone was talking in his ear, and usually the nine colors would pass on some kind of strange sound to him, but this time it was different, the sound came from the coffin board. He suspiciously put his ear to the thickly painted catalpa coffin, as if he heard a sound of a sigh of soot, as if the young man in the coffin was tidying up his clothes. Qin Beiyang gasped and boldly pushed open the lid of the coffin.

It's like seeing the true face of the little prince for the first time, and it seems to have returned to the ancient cemetery where he was born, and a cold air that is cold to the bone marrow floats out. He saw a soft Luo Ji quilt, filled with gold, silver, pearls and jade from the Wu Zetian era. Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, the grandson of Empress Wu Zetian, the sixth son of Ruizong Li Dan, and Li Longqi, the king of Zhongnan County, is still lifelike, with a golden robe, a pale face, a bun tied on the top of his head, and a red gold-rimmed ribbon entwined, penetrating the sharp golden hairpin. He has been sleeping for 1,200 years, through the dust and cobwebs, and the only companion who lives and dies is a young Qilin Town tomb beast named "Nine Colors", and perhaps Qin Beiyang......

He turned over and got into the coffin, carefully lying beside the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, so as not to crush those funeral goods, turned sideways to Li Longqi's ear, and made a faint voice: "What do you have to say to me?" ”

Die......

Qin Beiyang seemed to hear the word "death". He closed his eyes, and a raging fire ignited in front of him, and blood spread from the Hetian warm blood jade on his chest - this jade originally came from the Bailuyuan Tomb, the chest of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty, like a red stream slowly flooding the entire coffin, and drowning his own snort, overflowing from the four corners of the coffin, staining the countless cypress hearts inscribed by the yellow intestines, and also dying the floor tiles of the fake of Qin Shi Huang's underground palace......

Die...... js3v3