When the blood ghost saw that my body was gone, his brows furrowed tightly, he looked at Chen Jinghao, and said, "Ye Cheng, his body is gone!" “

After hearing the words of the blood spirit, they all turned their heads to look at the blood ghost who imitated me. As if he had thought of something, Xu Promise stared at the blood ghost tightly and said, "What did you just say?" You just said Ye Cheng? But don't you say your body is gone? Are you Ye Cheng or not! ”

The promise immediately reminded Wu Yan and the fat man. The brows of the two fat men immediately furrowed, Wu Yan looked at the blood soul and said, "You are not Ye Cheng, who are you?" ”

After the blood soul knew that he had said the wrong thing, his brows immediately furrowed tightly, and in the next second, he promised that they only heard a wind blowing, and the blood soul disappeared out of thin air.

Chen Jinghao and Xu Yue looked at each other, and they all saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes. But in the end, Wu Yan turned his head to look at Chen Jinghao and said, "Mouse, what about Ye Cheng's body?" Ye Cheng's body is obviously under your care, why did he suddenly disappear? ”

After Chen Jinghao heard this, his tone stammered and said, "I don't know." I didn't notice where Ye Cheng's body went, he just disappeared out of thin air! ”

Xu promised and said: "Chen Jinghao, if my junior brother's soul comes back, if there are three long and two short, I will not be the first to let you go!" ”

Chen Jinghao stared at the promise tightly and said, "The promise, if it weren't for Ye Cheng's face, I wouldn't have been able to stand you a long time ago, don't think that there is anything great about the people in your medicine incense shop." ”

"What do you want? The people in our medicine incense shop are better than the people of your Maoshan faction, are you not convinced? Xu Yue looked at Chen Jinghao coldly and said.

When it comes to sectarian disputes, neither of them can let go.

Heavy snow is falling, the various palaces of the Forbidden City have been clothed with a layer of silver, the Forbidden City, which was very majestic in the past, the imperial city now looks a little softer.

Snowflakes can cover everything, whether it's ghost screams. Still, the smell of blood!

At this moment, I was standing outside Huaihuai Garden, staring closely at the blood-red coffin inside the huge tomb of Huaihuai Garden. I never imagined that a coffin of this size would suddenly appear here.

Who is sleeping in the coffin?

It can be said that this coffin is not simple, and the people who sleep in this coffin must be very simple. You must know that Huaihuai Garden is a special courtyard that Yongzheng has spent three hundred years cultivating single-handedly. Even if the Qing Dynasty is gone, Huaihuai Yuan is still there, and the power of the thirteen corpse spells and requiem bells at the same time barely knocked down the two locust trees in Huaihuai Garden, and the blood-colored coffin under the locust tree revealed its true face, which shows how much Yongzheng attached importance to this blood coffin back then.

I turned my head to look at the sarong, this girl from the Tong clan, her eyes were also fixed on the blood-colored red coffin. Judging by her expression. She seemed to remember a lot of things, but she couldn't seem to think of anything, and his brow furrowed tightly.

Snowflakes fell silently in the red dirt. Soon the blood-red soil was covered underneath, and even the blood-red coffin was now decorated with snowflakes, no longer looking so terrifying.

Don't...... The ghost king that Wu Yan said is in this coffin?

Bai Ye once told me that the ghost king was the little boy with the red mole, but Bai Ye and Bai Yiyang both wanted to harm me, and I might only listen to half of their words and believe half of them.

Maybe the ghost king has someone else.

Perhaps, he was lying in the blood-red coffin.

The sarong's face was full of puzzlement as he looked at the red coffin in the big pit. I turned my head to look at the sarong. He asked, "Do you know who is inside this coffin?" ”

The sarong didn't speak, she fell into deep thought, and her face began to tangle.

"What a big coffin!" Huairou in my arms said curiously.

"Rou'er, do you know who the person inside the coffin is?" Huai Huai Yuan was first established for Huai Rou, and perhaps Huai Rou can have some understanding of Huai Huai Yuan's sudden coffin.

But to my disappointment, Huairou shook her head and said, "Huairou doesn't know! ”

"Ye Cheng ......" Just as I was about to open the coffin, a voice of surprise sounded in my ears. I turned my head to look behind me, and saw that Senior Sister and Chen Jinghao were all running towards us in surprise.

Xu Promise looked at Huairou in my arms with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Huairou, when did you come here, Auntie, I've been looking for you for a long time!" ”

Huairou looked at Xu Promise and then at me, and said, "I want to be with my Amma!" When she said this, Huairou's face was full of happiness.

Chen Jinghao, Wu Yan and the fat man also walked to our side, Wu Yan's eyes fell on the sarong's body tightly, only to hear Wu Yan speak: "Ye Cheng, who is this girl?" ”

I don't know the identity of the sarong, and to be exact, the sarong doesn't know the identity of the sarong itself. After I roughly told Wu Yan about the experience of knowing the sarong, Wu Yan pulled me aside and said: "This girl is not simple, you better be careful, if I am not mistaken, she should have something to do with the Miao Jiang Wu Miao faction!" ”

I nodded, didn't speak, and turned my head to look at the sarong. She looked at the red blood coffin, as if she remembered something, covered her head tightly, and said, "No, I can't remember, who I am and why I am here!" ”

Seeing the sarong like this, I fell into deep confusion and did not speak.

"How can there be such a big coffin here?" Chen Jinghao and the others had obviously found the blood-colored red coffin in front of them, and they were all close to the grave pit.

I looked at Wu Yan and asked, "Uncle Wu, do you know what's going on with this coffin?" ”

Wu Yan shook his head and said, "I never knew that there would be such a coffin in the palace!" ”

In the following time, several of us circled around the coffin a few times, and after careful discussion, we unanimously decided to open the coffin and take a look.

Among them, there are reasons for curiosity, and there are also reasons for being responsible for the upcoming tourists, once the Forbidden City is opened, a thousand-year-old zombie or a thousand-year-old ghost will come out of this coffin, so there must be countless innocent people suffering?

After Wu Yan sprinkled a ball of black glutinous rice on the side of the coffin, he began to prepare for the opening of the coffin.

After preparing all the rituals, Wu Yan looked at us and said, "Chen Jinghao, you stand in front of the coffin, fatty, you stand on the right side of the coffin, promise you to stand on the left side of the coffin, Ye Cheng, your strength is slightly worse, stand behind the coffin!" In case there are any zombies that are extremely difficult to deal with, you should hurry up and notify Wang Yang, the president of the Taoist Association, to come over! ”

I nodded and walked to the back of the coffin.

Among us, Wu Yan is a senior and has a lot of experience, so he is responsible for the final coffin opening work. After a few of us went down to the big pit, Wu Yan walked to the front of the coffin and said: "Ancestors, if you disturb, don't blame, the younger generations will definitely help you find a good cemetery to bury you in the future!" "Ahmad indulges in blood.

After finishing speaking, Wu Yan walked to the front of the coffin and put his bronze sword behind him in a position that he could grasp. His hands were placed in front of the blood-colored red coffin, and he shouted loudly, and suddenly lifted the lid of the coffin.

Originally, I thought that when the coffin lid was opened, there would be a strong smell of blood or rot, but to my surprise, there was no smell of rot coming from the coffin, on the contrary, there was a faint fragrance wafting out of the coffin.

The fragrance is refreshing, like the fragrance of wood, and like the fragrance of a natural medicinal herb.

When I saw this, my brows furrowed tightly, and I looked down at the inside of the coffin, wanting to see who was inside.

But when I saw the scene inside the coffin, I was surprised again. Inside this coffin, only some books were placed, yes, there was a layer of bright yellow cloth in the coffin, and there were no human bodies.

"No one?" When we saw the scene inside the coffin, we looked at each other and couldn't believe what we were seeing.

It was a sarong, and there was not much surprise on her face, as if she already knew that the coffin was an empty coffin.

However, she has the ability to predict the future, and she should have known that there could be no one in this coffin. It seems to me that knowing the future is also an extremely boring thing.

The sarong was still interested in the contents of the coffin, and saw her eyes fall on the books inside the coffin. The sarong walked over to the bloody coffin and reached out to pick up a book.

I also stretched out my hand and picked up a book, turned the first page, and saw that it was written, The Secret History of the Qing Palace.

The person who wrote this book wrote it in a very chic handwriting.

Seeing this, my brows furrowed, the secret history of the Qing Palace, the Qing Dynasty is the closest dynasty to our era. In fact, the National Archives Bureau has mastered a lot of secret history, and there is a secret history of the Qing Dynasty here, will there be different content?

"This seems to be Yang Minyang's handwriting!" Wu Yan looked at the book in my hand and spoke.

After hearing Wu Yan say this, I immediately became interested and began to look through it, only to see that it was written: Emperor Yongzheng is not only the emperor of the world, but he also knows folk magic very well, and his strength is to reach the honorable level.

In the tenth year of Yongzheng, the saint knew that his limit was approaching, and began to subordinate secret methods. Ordered people to put to death the eight emperors who were vying for the throne for various crimes, and secretly made a corpse king. The Thirteen Emperors died proudly because of their close relationship with the saints, and their bodies were also used as the Eight Great Corpse Kings after their deaths.

The eight corpse kings gathered, the ghost gate was opened, and the Yin soldiers came out, Yongzheng will get back power and be the emperor again.

One important piece of news I got from the book was that the eight corpse kings were all test subjects. Yu Tong and Yongzheng's real purpose is to make a corpse that is scene by scene with ordinary people, has its own thoughts and can live in this world forever. The Thirteenth Master is a very successful work.

But Yongzheng is extremely perfect in everything he does, and he wants to restore his old corpse to the appearance of a teenager.

Although the thirteenth prince was very successful, he was not born to the same mother as himself after all, and Yu Tong and Yongzheng's goal turned to the old fourteenth.

The fourteenth son of Emperor Kangxi, the same father and mother as Yongzheng, was born to the empress. The blood relationship is very close, so Yu Tong summed up all the previous experiences of the seven princes, which are suitable for the fourteen princes.

Later, the Fourteenth Prince was actually cultivated to become a super corpse king, with super abilities, and his own thoughts, which is no different from a living person.

Because the Fourteen Corpse Kings are not under the control of Yongzheng and Yu Tong, and their strength is extremely strong, Yu Tong cannot directly kill the Fourteen Corpse Kings.

The Fourteen Corpse Kings were sealed under this Tree Gu and suffered from the Tree Gu for a long time.

Once the Eight Great Princes are truly gathered after three hundred years, the Fourteen Princes will be controlled again, Emperor Yongzheng will return to the world again, and Chinese civilization will be burned.

If you want to destroy Yongzheng's plan, you must destroy the Eight Great Corpse Kings, and only one person can do it to destroy the Eight Great Corpse Kings, and that is the Fourteenth Prince.

"It turns out that the person sealed inside this blood coffin...... Is it the Fourteenth Prince? Seeing this, I was extremely surprised in my heart, and looked down at the blood-red coffin quietly.

Seeing this, Wu Yan nodded, and said: "I see, in fact, long before this, many people in the Xuan Realm knew about Yongzheng's plan, but they tried to kill those corpse kings, but they couldn't completely destroy the corpse king, sometimes even if the corpse king was burned to ashes by a fire, he would reappear from somewhere else!" ”

"The fourteenth prince is gone, was he rescued by someone else?" Xu asked as he spoke.

Wu Yan shook his head and said, "I came here with you, as for where the fourteenth prince is, I don't know now, but now we don't have to rush to find the fourteenth prince, after all, the eight corpse kings have only come out a few ......."

"How many of the Eight Corpse Kings have appeared?" I smiled bitterly and said: "Now that the fourteenth prince is gone, I have seen the second prince and the tenth prince before, and I have seen six corpse kings in Yecheng alone, plus the fourteenth prince, it can be said that there have been seven corpse kings...... As long as the eighth master is found, the eight corpse kings will gather, the ghost gate will be opened, and Yongzheng will return to the world! ”

Hearing my words, Wu Yan remembered the two corpse kings beside the man in black, so he also fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he only heard him speak: "I have to discuss with Wang Yang, the president of the Taoist Association, and then make a decision......

At this time, I only heard the fat man say: "We're tired for a day, hurry up and get out of the Forbidden City to rest, I don't want to stay in this hellish place!" ”

"This isn't a ghost place anymore!" The sound of the sarong sounded in our ears, and several of us turned our heads to look at the sarong, only to hear the sarong speak: "After the bloody baptism of the Forbidden City after the thirteen corpse curses, some harmful little ghosts have been accepted by the Requiem Bell, and the remaining big ghosts have already attained the Tao and will not harm the living, it is estimated that it will not be long before the closed areas of the Forbidden City that were not open to the outside will be open to the outside!" ”

I looked at the sarong and stopped talking, then remembered Liu Qingqian's matter, turned my head to look at Wu Yan, and said, "Uncle Wu, can you do me a favor......