Sun Liling turned his head to look, Chu Hanxing's expression was as usual, and he lowered his eyes to tease the cat in his hand—let's call it a cat—there was no change from the beginning.

But Sun Liling still moved a little farther away.

Don't look, don't ask, don't make a sound, Sun Liling is very conscious.

Chu Bai's eyes were full of incredulity, and he suddenly wanted to ask, "Who are you, Chu Hanxing?"

It has never seen a practitioner who can absorb the aura containing dead qi, and in its inheritance memory, the aura used by most practitioners contains vitality, vigor, and vitality, and the spiritual power with yin qi must be filtered before it can be used, which is very troublesome, and there are very few extractions, so the previous cultivators would choose a blessed place for themselves to practice.

Chu Hanxing had never absorbed this kind of aura before, Chu Bai frowned and asked, "Chu Hanxing, what are you doing?" ”

"Improve your cultivation." Chu Hanxing's expression was still indifferent.

The spiritual veins that have been sealed for many years are like pipes that once pass through the water, and the spiritual power can't wait to rush into it, merging into the dantian under the guidance, and the cultivation and spiritual power continue to grow.

Absorbing aura was as simple and natural for Chu Hanxing as eating and drinking, so when she was doing other things, the aura was also running non-stop for a moment.

Chu Hanxing flattened Lu Li on the ground, set up a talisman barrier, and let Chu Bai watch from the side, then got up and walked towards the main burial chamber where the coffin was placed.

Sun Liling hurriedly followed, Chu Hanxing didn't look back, and said, "Stay outside." ”

There is a mechanism inside, the fewer people who go in, the safer it is, according to Chu Hanxing's speculation, there will be an exit where the coffin is placed, after all, the core organ of the underground palace is in the main tomb.

There was also a two-meter-high stone door outside the coffin, and Chu Hanxing used his divine sense to probe it and make sure that there were no poisonous insects, snakes and ants inside.

Chu Hanxing glanced at it, his fingers gently stroked the wall, he felt a little bulge, his fingertips pressed down, and then there was a friction sound of the stone turning.

A palm-sized gossip trap is revealed from the wall, the trap does not fit the wall, and can be rotated, but if it is turned incorrectly, other traps will be activated.

With each turn, the answer will change, and if the number of wrong turns reaches nine, the main tomb will activate the self-destruct mechanism.

The gossip diagram of the organ is the gossip of the day after tomorrow, with the fire on the top and the water on the bottom.

Gossip is the body, the acquired is the use, and the yin and yang are born.

The spring thunder shocked everything, so ...... Chu Hanxing paused for a moment, and then directly twisted to the shock.

The gossip diagram becomes the upper and lower Ze, the earthquake is thunder, Ze is water, and the spring thunder is called, moistening all things.

This means that a whale falls and all things are born.

Boom, the stone door rose and slowly opened, and a coffin rested horizontally in it.

Chu Hanxing stepped in, and the stone door closed again with a bang.

Compared to the east and west side chambers, the main tomb can be called rudimentary, with nothing but a coffin.

There are no robbery holes, and they are intact, which means that this is what it looks like from the moment of burial.

The burial chamber is the dome of the starry sky, which is oval-shaped, and the sky is full of stars carved in it, and there is a full moon, and the bottom is boxy, which is the place where the sky is round.

Below the starry sky is the coffin, which is very beautiful.

Chu Hanxing bypassed the coffin and came to the right rear of the tomb, his eyes slowly probed the wall, and found that the trajectory of the wall bricks was slightly different from the others, and it was a straight one along the traces.

It can be determined that there is an exit.

The next step is to find the exit mechanism.

……

Accompanied by the Prime Minister, Changle watched the lanterns and night scene on the second floor of the riverside for an hour.

"County Lord, it's time to go back to the palace." Prime Minister Ji reminded.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the voice of the little county lord, the prime minister raised his eyes, and saw that she was looking intently in one direction, and the prime minister looked at her for a moment, and followed her line of sight, it was a vendor selling snacks.

To be precise, the little county lord wants to eat sugar gourds.

Prime Minister Ji retracted his gaze, summoned the little servant, and ordered something in a low voice, and finally said, "Go." ”

The little guy got the order and quickly exited the room.

Changle retracted his gaze nostalgically, came back to his senses under the reminder of the maid, and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Prime Minister, I just got distracted." ”

Prime Minister Ji shook his head with a chuckle, poured a cup of tea for the little county lord, Changle took a sip of the cup, turned his face sideways, and looked at the happy scene downstairs.

"County Lord, try this." Ji Cheng said.

The little guy who finished his errand quietly retreated to the back.

Changle turned his eyes, and a bunch of wrapped sugar gourds appeared in front of him.

Her eyes lit up, she took the sugar gourd with both hands, and her voice was a little excited: "How did the Prime Minister know that I wanted to eat this!" ”

Prime Minister Ji smiled, "It's not too early, Weichen sent the county lord back to the palace." ”

Changle's eyes dimmed again, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, only nodded.

She didn't eat the sugar gourd, and walked downstairs slowly with the prime minister, and the carriage was already prepared not far away.

The little county lord got into the carriage, Prime Minister Ji Cheng watched her return to the palace on the side, and the coachman was about to drive the carriage, when Changle's voice suddenly came from the sedan chair: "Wait a minute! ”

Changle grabbed the sugar gourd and jumped out of the carriage, the prime minister looked slightly surprised, Changle came to him, raised his head, and said crisply: "Prime Minister, I don't want to go back to the palace." ”

Her eyes are large, black and white, but they are bright at night, and she can see clearly in places where there are no palace lights.

Changle's eyes showed a rare stubbornness at this time, which corroborated her innocent heart, and the prime minister, who was accustomed to seeing the deceit in the palace, couldn't help but stagger his gaze from her.

"The palace is too depressing, I think, I'd better live in a post station." Changle whispered.

Prime Minister Ji, who is not very old, rarely sees people in the palace always refer to himself as "I", and the lord of Changle is an exception.

Prime Minister Ji looked at her face again, the fingers hanging by his side curled, and his voice was gentle: "Come out in a hurry, there is no arrangement, the post station is mixed, I am afraid it is not safe, if the county lord does not mind, you can go to the Weichen Mansion to stay for a while." ”

"Okay, good......"

Changle felt that his face was a little hot for no reason, and he was glad that the night could blur people's expressions.

Prime Minister Ji lived not far away, and after turning two streets, the two walked back to the house side by side, and the coachman and a group of maids followed behind the two not far away.

The prince of the fief does not seem to be restrained by the nature of the little county lord, taking advantage of the bad light at night, Changle peels off the sugar gourd paper and eats while walking, the noblewoman of the capital will not do this, but for Changle, it is a common thing.

There were no familiar people around him, Changle was a little embarrassed, holding a sugar gourd, and asked hesitantly: "Prime Minister, you... Don't mind, right? ”

She was eating a sugar gourd, her cheeks were bulging, Prime Minister Ji Cheng's eyes swept over her lips, and she said softly: "Weichen only thinks that the county lord is cute by nature, and Weichen, like the prince, hopes that the county lord will do what he wants to do, and don't care about other people's opinions." ”

The two have entered the prime minister's mansion, and the subordinates consciously stay behind, and the housekeeper leads the maid to tidy up the room where Changle sleeps.

They stood in the courtyard, the hall was brightly lit, and beams of dim yellow light shot out from the crack in the door, half of Prime Minister Ji's face seemed to be coated with a halo, and Changle could even see the fine fluff on his face.

Changle was stunned, and he didn't even notice that the sugar in his mouth had melted.

Prime Minister Ji suddenly narrowed the distance between the two, his warm palm was against the little lord's chin, and he gently rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb.

Changle's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Prime Minister Ji slowly withdrew his hand, and his voice was very soft: "County Lord, it's stained with sugar." ”