"What......"

Anna leaned close to his ear and said, "Beiyang, I brought the nine colors." ”

A moment later. Qin Beiyang saw another face. A twelve-year-old girl, who inherited her mother's beauty, glass-colored eyes, long black hair, and almost transparent skin; She also inherited someone's heroism, a tall nose bridge, a full heavenly court, and three-dimensional facial features.

She is the daughter of Nine Colors, Anna.

The little girl looked at Qin Beiyang stupidly, both strange and familiar, as if she was watching an exhibition of ancient Egyptian mummies in a museum. And on her shoulder, an ancient black cat was coiled, elongated like a snake. Qin Beiyang recognized the cat, which came from the tomb of Princess Yongtai, the sister of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Qi ...... Nine...... Color ......"

Qin Beiyang slowly called out the girl's name, but the girl shook her head and replied, "My name is Qin Jiuse." ”

He understood, but he didn't, he only had the strength to blink his eyelids.

Anna leaned her head over, hugged her daughter and said, "Well, her name is Qin Jiuse, she is your daughter, she is our daughter." ”

"I ...... ......" Qin Beiyang's lips trembled, "I...... Guys...... ......"

"Well, don't you remember? In the Arctic ice sea, in the mausoleum of the Vikings, in that secret room......"

"Remember...... Got ......."

Qin Beiyang's nose began to twitch, but he couldn't shed tears anymore.

"You're my dad?"

Xiao Jiuse blinked his eyes and reached out to touch Qin Beiyang's face. His body was horrible, rolled up like a shroud, and his arms and legs were medical waste.

Father and daughter recognize each other.

Qin Beiyang couldn't raise his hand, and it was difficult to even turn his neck, he just looked at his daughter's face, as if he saw himself when he was a teenager.

Nine colors don't know what to call him? There was a hint of separation in his eyes. After all, the twelve years of nurturing grace and the love between father and daughter are still on the side of Qiyuan Mountain.

It wasn't the first time she had seen Qin Beiyang.

Compared with Qin Beiyang's reaction when he first saw his biological father in the underground palace of Emperor Guangxu at the age of nine, the twelve-year-old Jiuse was so calm, perhaps the thousand-year-old black cat was entrenched on her shoulders, giving her some courage to face history.

There was no joy, no sadness, and no questioning. This attitude of not being sad or happy, not increasing or decreasing, made Qin Beiyang breathe rapidly, staring at Anna's eyes: "For...... Miscellaneous...... What...... No...... Early...... Dot...... Tell...... Sue...... I ......"

"It's my fault! I'm sorry, Beiyang, I'm sorry, nine colors! ”

At this moment, Qin Beiyang and Xiao Jiuse are the only two important people in Ouyang Anna's life.

Qin Beiyang, who was lying in the coffin, sighed that he had lost one nine-color, but he had gained another.

Lose in hake, but gain in herring.

It's a pity, when will the lost body be returned?

Qin Beiyang lay in the Spring and Autumn Tomb for a month, and the summer of 1932 was approaching.

His speech function has been fully restored, his tongue, throat, and vocal cords have been healed, and he can turn most of his neck, and even make movements of raising his neck and bowing his head. But his vertebrae were paralyzed, his internal organs were instinctively wriggling, and he had to be served by others for eating and drinking. Anna and Nine Colors take on the role of his nanny and caregiver.

Qin Beiyang asked Anna again: "You come to serve me every day, what can I do with the distant mountains?" After all, he's your husband. ”

"More than three years ago, I divorced Qi Yuanshan."

"Divorce?"

In Qin Beiyang's dictionary, this word appeared for the first time, as if in the past only foreigners had this concept, how can it be the turn of the Chinese?

"Well, didn't the last emperor also divorce his imperial concubine?"

Qin Beiyang smiled bitterly: "I'm the last one to know." ”

"Yuanshan and I kept this secret only for the sake of our daughter and didn't tell anyone else." Anna breathed a sigh of relief, "Now, since Jiuse already knows that his surname is Qin and not Qi, there is no need to hide it. ”

A month ago, Ouyang Anna told Jiuse the secret.

Nine colors didn't believe it. Since the day she was born, she has regarded Qi Yuanshan as her father. For twelve years, Qi Yuanshan also loved her very much and regarded her as his own daughter. As her daughter grew up day by day, Ouyang Anna thought that she could keep it a secret forever. But she found she couldn't. A few years ago, Anna moved back to Shanghai, and Qi Yuanshan was unable to accompany her wife. She and the nine-colored mother and daughter, although they live a rich life like a queen and princess, what do they always feel missing? After seeing Qin Beiyang again, she wanted to tell this secret countless times, tell Qin Beiyang, and tell Jiuse, but she always swallowed back when the words came to her mouth. She was afraid that Qin Beiyang would hate her and Qi Yuanshan. She was also afraid that Jiuse would hate this sudden father.

The twelve-year-old girl, after the initial great doubts, shocks and resistance, seemed to understand that it was not something that could be unredeemed by any person, but a guy called fate, and a problem for her mother and herself.

Most of the girls couldn't stand the smell of the tomb at all, and Anna had to run out every now and then to take a few breaths, otherwise she would feel suffocated. Jiu Se naturally likes this taste, half of it is because it inherited the genes of the Qin family's tombsmith clan, and half because it was just born and was taken captive by the tomb beast of Gu Yu Bird Town to be raised in the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty. When Ouyang Anna opened the coffin lid of the Ming Dynasty, revealing Qin Beiyang's half-dead true face, Jiuse was not afraid.

"In this way, I am the one who has failed the distant mountains."

"It's me who is failing you!" Ouyang Anna stretched out her finger and touched Qin Beiyang's lips, "But you don't have to worry about Yuanshan, he is proud." Two months ago, Qi Yuanshan took up a post at the Central Military Commission in Nanjing, and it is said that Mr. Dai, who leaned towards the government and the opposition, played a crucial role. ”

"I don't understand politics, and it seems that there is a future in the distant mountains. What is the difference between me and the dead? ”

"Beiyang, I don't allow you to say such things, no matter what, you have to live."

"Give me a reason? I am like a walking corpse, there is no possibility of revenge, and living in this world is just to endure endless torture, which is even more miserable than the young king who was executed by Ling Chi. ”

"Because you are the last descendant of the Qin Clan's Tombsmith Clan! Three thousand years of craftsmanship and secrets! It cannot be broken in your hand. ”

This sentence completely woke up Qin Beiyang, recalling the time when he was confined in the underground palace of Qingxi Mausoleum more than 20 years ago and followed his father Qin Customs to learn skills.

Qin Beiyang closed his eyes and took the test for an hour, as if it had been a thousand years.

"Our Qin clan, because of the contact with the tomb beast, so the life span is short, and it is a miracle that my father can live to be nearly sixty years old. Most people in the tribe often die at the age of 30, just like my age. But my father told me that there is a way to prolong our life in the Qin Tomb Craftsman's Guide. ”

Ouyang Anna's eyes lit up: "What is it?" ”

"It's a pity, the book "Qin's Tomb Craftsman's Jian" handed down by my father was originally buried in the mountain temple in Camel Village in western Beijing, but I don't know who stole it and went away?"

Anna leaned on the edge of the coffin and asked, "Is there a copy?" ”

"The Qin Tomb Craftsman's Appraisal in my family's collection is a copy, so there are a few pages that are missing from the page. As early as 700 years ago, the original was taken away by Qin Jin, the ancestor of the Qin family in the Southern Song Dynasty. ”

"Qin Jin, is Qin Jin, the first generation of the Great Venerable of the Craftsman Alliance?"

Over the years, Ouyang Anna has also been involved in the war between the Assassin League and the Artisan Alliance, and she has heard about it.

"At that time, it coincided with the Battle of Xiangyang, and there were two brothers in the big house of the tombsmith clan, the elder brother Qin Jin was taken away by the Mongol army with the original copy of "Qin's Tomb Craftsman", and the younger brother Qin Chu fled south with a copy, multiplying the bloodline of my family. Qin and Jin followed the Mongol army on their westward expedition and conquered the Heavenly Garden of Assasin using the craftsmanship of craftsmen to make utensils. Later, Qin Jin fled to Europe across the sea, and as the top craftsman in the world, he founded the Craftsman Alliance and became the first Great Venerable. More than ten years ago, in France, on the tower of Notre Dame Cathedral, I found the coffin of the Great Venerable Qin Jin. ”

"If Qin Jin's coffin is in Notre Dame Cathedral, maybe the original copy of "Qin's Tomb Maker's Guide" is also there?"

"Maybe ......"

"Beiyang, I'll leave for Paris tomorrow!" Ouyang Anna turned around and shouted, "Jiuse, you stay and take good care of Dad!" ”