Chapter 52—The Guilt of Guilt (1)

When the last crow crashed to death on the sarcophagus, the tooth-itching noise finally stopped.

"Here I come, my king!"

In the silence, this sound was particularly abrupt, directly dragging Tang Zixi's gaze back from mid-air, and his eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the figure on the stone beam.

The man turned to look at her as if he had felt something, and a strange smile appeared on his purple face.

"Zhong Han, what are you doing?" Tang Zixi almost fell from the vine, and looked at the man with a greatly changed temperament in shock and anger.

Suddenly, a piercing pain came from her back, she didn't care about the young man who was behaving strangely, and with a force on her hand, the whole person rose into the air, and her right foot kicked out like lightning, directly kicking the dry corpse that attacked her and flying out, and was torn into countless pieces by the swarming dry corpse.

The brutal scene directly scared Tang Zixi out of a cold sweat, if she hadn't reacted quickly, it was estimated that she would have been torn to pieces. I looked left and right, pinpointed the direction, grabbed the vine and climbed quickly. Now she is surrounded by dried corpses, and she can only survive by climbing up. Because there is a vine that sticks out far away, it will be difficult to get there if it is not for the excellent people, so there is no need to worry that the dry corpses will catch up. And there was only one vine there, and all other than that were slippery stone walls, so she only had to hold the direction below, and even if the occasional dried corpse climbed up, she could easily handle it.

She was extremely fast, and soon broke away from the slow-moving group of dried corpses and climbed onto the vine parallel to the coffin, only to realize that it was not a vine at all, but a thick iron pillar. And according to this horizontal line, there is also an iron pillar at the same position on the opposite mountain. She didn't have the heart to think about the use of this iron pillar, and touched the position of her back, but fortunately, the wound was very small, and there was not a lot of blood, but it hurt badly.

Zhong Han looked up at her and smiled strangely again.

An ominous premonition surged in her heart, and she hurriedly looked back, the group of dried corpses was still trying to crawl towards her, and the nearest was a distance of more than ten zhang, so it stands to reason that there is no danger for the time being.

When her eyes fell on the iron pillar beside her, she realized that she was too optimistic. Countless silver-gray spiders were crawling down the vines towards her, each one no bigger than the one she had seen before. She can imagine the power of this spider without trying, it is a species that can even freeze the gossip mirror, if you are bitten, I am afraid that it will not directly become a frozen corpse, how ugly it will be to die.

The spider was approaching, and even the bristles on its legs could already be seen, but she had no way to retreat, and there were no knotted vines when she went up, and the stone wall was also light, and there was no place for people to focus on it, and below was a group of dry corpses shouting silently, except for ......

Her eyes fell on the coffin that hung silently in the air, and with a bite of her silver teeth, her feet flew up with a thud on the iron pillar. As soon as she left on her front foot, the place she had been in was taken over by the swarm of pubic spiders, and she let out a piercing scream of rage as she flew away.

Tang Zixi landed lightly on the sarcophagus, and no matter what happened next, at least for the time being, she was safe. And although the sarcophagus was dirty and messy with the blood and feathers of the crows, the lid of the coffin was extremely clean, which gave her a surprise. It's not that she still has the heart to worry about soiling her dress at the moment, it's purely that the scene of the crow hitting the coffin before is too weird, and she is worried that there is something strange about that blood, and it is naturally good to be less dangerous.

Although her strength was well controlled, not even a sound was made. But she still stood still, seriously feeling the movement under her feet. Fortunately, everything was as usual, neither suddenly reached out inside, nor did the lid of the coffin suddenly explode. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Get down!" At that moment, the thin voice from before sounded.

She couldn't help but tense her nerves, and looked around, "Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost?" However, there was nothing around but the bare stone wall, her eyes fell on Zhong Han below, looking at his still weird smile, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she said loudly, "Could it be that you are the woman in the stone wall?"

"It's me, it's not me. The expression on Zhong Han's face remained unchanged, his mouth did not move, but the voice came clearly from his body.

"No, it's not you? You're not Zhong Han. Tang Zixi immediately overturned his previous judgment and said, "You are the one who sent the voice to let me out of charge before. ”

"Sure enough, it's the body of the spiritual vein, but it's not in vain that I tried my best to attract you. A burst of white mist suddenly appeared on Zhong Han's body, and a woman's figure emerged from it. This time, her body seemed to be much more condensed, and even her facial features were clearly visible.

"Is it you?" Tang Zixi finally remembered who the other party was, and said in surprise, "You are that maid Ming...... Ming ......"

"Mingyin. The woman took over with a smile, and walked out of Zhong Han's body with a twist, "Miss, we meet again." ”

Tang Zixi looked at Zhong Han, who was paralyzed like a rag bag, and said in surprise: "You, what did you do to him?"

Mingyin frowned and said, "What a fuss, he didn't die, it's just that his mental power is exhausted." After speaking, with a wave of her hand, a white horse flew out of her cuff and extended to Tang Zixi's feet, "It's not where you stay, come here." ”

Tang Zixi hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over obediently. Although she had stepped on the sarcophagus as a last resort, she still felt a little sorry in her heart. As the so-called dead are the greatest, she stood in the resting place of others like this, no matter how she said it, it was a loss, but although she knew that this person named Mingyin was not at ease, she still walked over. She thought very simply, there was no way back anyway, and to see what tricks the other party could play.

Mingyin saw that she really came over, and nodded with satisfaction: "I like to deal with smart people." ”

Tang Zixi stood face to face with her, and said calmly: "I'm here, if you want to kill, you have to scrape and listen to the respect!"

"No, no, no. Mingyin laughed and said, "If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you a long time ago, and I definitely wouldn't wait until now." ”

"Then ......" Tang Zixi was interrupted by the other party before he finished speaking, only to hear Mingyin say, "I brought the eldest lady here this time, in fact, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

"Help?" Tang Zixi became more and more incomprehensible.

Mingyin looked at the sarcophagus in mid-air, the expression on his face became sad, and said, "Mingyin begs the eldest lady to lend a helping hand to save our king!"

"Our king?" Tang Zixi also set his eyes on the white jade coffin, and the appearance of a handsome young man wearing a golden crown appeared in his mind, "How to save it?"

"It's a long story. Mingyin leaned down and sat on the stone beam, patted the position next to him and said, "You sit too!"

Tang Zixi didn't understand what she was doing, but she still sat down according to her words, firstly, she was indeed tired, and secondly, she was completely open-minded, at most it was just a dead word, and there was no difference between standing and sitting. However, instead of sitting next to her, he took two steps back before slowly sitting down.

Mingyin just smiled and didn't object, and said, "I'll tell you my story first." ”

Tang Zixi snorted and made a serious listening expression.

I saw a look of memory on Mingyin's face, and she looked at the void and slowly began her narration.

"We are a small country on the border of Great Qin, although our land area is much smaller than that of Great Qin, but our monarchs and ministers are harmonious, and the people are rich, which is the most beautiful place I have ever seen......

"We have been friends with Great Qin for generations. Every autumn, we will bring the most valuable gifts and the most sincere blessings to the emperor of Great Qin. The emperor of Great Qin would also give back a lot of cloth, salt, and iron tools that we needed most. The days passed like this, and just when we thought that our friendship with Daqin could continue for generations, an accident happened. A group of thieves suddenly broke into our home, slaughtered our people, and burned everything that could be seen. When my sister hurried back with me, I saw corpses everywhere and devastated eyes...... And our king, our king, the group of people actually broke the veins of his whole body, and then stuffed the spider into his mouth, so that he watched himself die......" At this point she could not say any more, and lowered her head and began to sob, tears rolling down her eyes, but disappeared halfway through.

Tang Zixi didn't dare to be disturbed, he wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to speak, so he had to sit silently next to him without saying a word, just secretly glanced at the iron pillar he was staying in before, and secretly congratulated himself on his quick decision.

Fortunately, the other party didn't grieve for long, and soon returned to normal, turned his head and said, "Let you see the smile." ”

Tang Zixi shook his head, with a look of sympathy on his face. At this time, she also understood that the other party might just have held these things in her heart for too long, so she just wanted to find someone to talk to. There is no doubt that she is the most suitable one, the reason is very simple, she is a dying person anyway, and she is not afraid to know more secrets. She wasn't naïve enough to think that the other party was really asking her for help, at most she just wanted her to be more obedient when she died.

Mingyin continued: "Fortunately, it is not too late for us to go back, and the king is not completely dead. In order to save the king, we decided to go and get the Silver Flame Fruit. ”

"Silver Yanguo?" Tang Zixi let out an exclamation.

Ming Yin glanced at her with some surprise and said, "You also know Yinyan Fruit?"

Tang Zixi nodded and said, "I only found out recently." ”

"I guess Dust told you. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Mingyin's mouth, and he smiled, "He made it to himself like this, I said a long time ago, he will have retribution." ”

Tang Zixi was also a little gloomy, she would not forget to see the appearance of the abbot in the cave behind the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but she hadn't seen her for just a few months, and the originally kind old man had already withered, so thin that he was only skinny and bones, and his life was not long in coming.

It's a pity that the situation was critical at that time, and she had just handed over Xu Qingyuan's words and two rings to Abbot Chen, and before she could ask what was going on, she was interrupted by the panicked little novice. No sooner had she burrowed into the tunnel on her front foot than a large crowd of people poured into the room on her back foot. When she was pulled out by the sad and angry little novice, she found that the abbot of the dust had disappeared. Xiao Shami sent her to the back door, and solemnly handed her a bag, saying that it was Abbot Chen's explanation, as long as she followed the instructions of this bag, she could find the silver Yan fruit, and if she found the silver Yan fruit, she would also find a way to save her relatives.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "What is the Silver Flame Fruit, can it really save people?"

"Saving people?"

Mingyin was stunned when he heard this, but soon laughed again, until he was so out of breath that tears flowed out, and the laughter finally turned into a howl.