Mo Xuanxuan was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Fluttershy came back to her senses, woke up faintly, and said in a trembling voice, "That...... It was the girl, the person in the crystal coffin...... It's the girl I mentioned to you with a ferret in her arms!?"

Mo Xuanxuan's eyebrows were clustered, and his heart was full of suspicions, but he saw the woman in the sarcophagus with pink eyebrows, fat jade and green silk, with a graceful posture and graceful demeanor, what a beautiful person who leaned on the world!

She thought back to the handwriting on the jet-black stone tablet she had seen at first, and her heart sank. Then she looked closely at the face of the female corpse in the coffin, from her forehead to her chin, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her cheeks, as if she had discovered something.

Mo Xuanxuan was bold and careful after all, and when he looked at it carefully, he had figured it out in an instant, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, little worm, don't be afraid, the stone on the top half of this crystal coffin is a little weird, and it is difficult to see the woman's true face clearly." As she spoke, she turned sideways and looked at it again, and then said, "Little worm, who is the girl Fang Ling you said was holding a ferret in her arms?"

Fluttershy bit her lip and wondered, "Sixteen or seventeen, what's wrong?"

"Hehe" Mo Xuanxuan smiled slightly, and said, "The beautiful woman in this sarcophagus is probably nearly thirty! So, this person in the sarcophagus must not be the girl you said! ”

Fluttershy leaned down and looked over to see the naked woman's face, with her facial features delicate, her eyes closed, her pink and jade fingers, and her eyebrows showing maturity and dignity!

He was still apprehensive at this time, frowned and glanced at the tall black stone tablet on the side, and said in a daze: "That...... What's going on with the handwriting on this tablet? Who is Yan Bingxi, the Holy Maiden of Dreams?"

Mo Xuanxuan had already turned to the stone tablet at this time, and said: "There seems to be a record of this woman's life behind this tablet, and there are also two poems attached. ”

Mo Xuan Xuan read aloud: "Drunk in this life - the old year of the phoenix is full of alleys, fireworks and moons." The lonely sail of the Yuan River withered the guests, and the red candle wept and fluttered the moth. Rui brain agarwood urges people to be lazy, and Hongling is not open. Today, I am drunk and don't think about you, I just hope that the rainy season will be annihilated. ”

There is another poem attached below, but its handwriting is vigorous and powerful, hooked and sword-skimmed, like a drum hammer, like a butcher's knife, and the momentum is majestic:

Searching for dreams - misty clouds and thousands of miles of boats, white dresses and red clothes caressing green lotus. Stepping on the corridor and chanting songs, the red lips are a little thoughtful. Hundreds of turns and thousands of songs are inexhaustible, only the plaice is better than the fairy. The thin snow and spring sand are still drunk, why should the new bear the old people.

Under the dim light, Mo Xuanxuan's beautiful eyes flashed with heartache and sorrow, his lips were closed, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer: "The poem above must be written by a woman." Under her red window, she was drunk, and Sijun's sorrow was constantly cut, and the reason was chaotic. A bitter taste, accompanied by raw and cold wine, became more and more difficult to swallow. Her Langjun seems to have left her a long time ago, and she is afraid that she will never come back. The woman finally decided to drink the broken intestine wine, and secretly swallowed the tears of infatuation......"

Mo Xuanxuan couldn't help but feel sad, and an inexplicable pain suddenly surged in his heart, and he said gloomily: "This infatuated woman, I'm afraid it is the beautiful woman in the sarcophagus." When you think about it, she is also a poor person. ”

"But the poem below, judging by its handwriting, must have been written by a man!Presumably he wrote a poem in reply to the woman, right?!" Seeing her face cold, Fluttershy patted her on the shoulder and comforted her softly, "The ending may be happy, but it's hard to say!"

A black glow that was deeper than the ancient cave dark river suddenly flashed from Mo Xuanxuan's eyes. She slowly placed her cheeks on Fluttershy's shoulder, let out a sigh of relief, and said sadly, "Put out the fire......

Fluttershy wonders in her heart, but she does what she says, and she extinguishes the fire.

In the dark, Fluttershy only felt that Mo Xuanxuan's exhaled lips seemed to be in her ears, and her voice seemed to be whispering: "The fire is almost running out, we need to save a little." I have already guessed the ending, and I am afraid that the truth will not be far from ten. This beautiful woman has a great connection with the girl with the ferret in her arms you mentioned, perhaps it is her relative, or maybe it is her mother!"

Fluttershy is shocked when she hears this, and the pretty face of the girl holding the ferret flashes in front of her eyes. "So, what's the end?" Fluttershy asks, confused.

"I'm just afraid...... I'm just afraid of ......," Mo Xuanxuan muttered.

Fluttershy's voice trembled at this time, as if there was something else hidden, and her heart tightened suddenly, and she said softly, "What the hell is going on?

"The girl's mother, no, or her relatives, should have been killed by this hateful man!" Mo Xuanxuan's heart trembled slightly, and he sighed as he grabbed Fluttershy's arm. "The Holy Maiden of Mimeng, from the ancient Buddhist book "The Treatise on Great Wisdom, Volume 35": It tells the story of a monk named Ganda who fell in love with a beautiful woman in the family of the village. But after a few years, when Canda visited again, the woman never wanted to see him again. In a fit of rage, he slashed the woman to death with his sword, and then fled into the Buddha Gate to seek liberation, which was a bad fate! And the inscription below it was that the man regretted his march and engraved it in detail on the big stone tablet. You can't go wrong with this qiē!"

Mo Xuanxuan sighed silently, and then said, "In fact, in the heart of that man, maybe he was too attached to this beautiful woman, or maybe he was too guilty, so he applied the beautiful woman's body with medicinal powder and different water, made a vivid specimen, and saved it in the crystal sarcophagus." The strange thing is that her eyes were still a little happy when she died, and there was a little smile on the corner of her mouth, maybe she looked like she had no regrets when she died......"

"So, what's this man's name? Is it written?" Fluttershy looks confused.

"There is no signature, just a single 'flower' at the bottom!" Mo Xuanxuan responded. With that, she grabs Fluttershy and says, "Let's go!"

The two of them held hands and walked around the strange crystal coffin. Further on, there was a gloom in all directions. In a trance, the two seemed to be going higher and higher. Fluttershy and Mo Xuanxuan are silent, carefully watching the winding mountain path, except for the faint, monotonous sound of their feet stepping on the rocks. At this time, even the sound of water droplets in the cave could not be heard, as if the dark river was far away from the two of them.