"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood." Su Bai was still optimistic: "Okay, let's talk about it when we get back. Now my eyes are blinded and my body doesn't look like my own anymore. I was frightened just now.
Now I just want to go back quickly, lie in bed, and stay motionless for seven days and seven nights."
"Then he's probably dead." Yue Qing was infected by Su Bai's emotions, but he still couldn't laugh. Has he ever laughed? Yue Qing can't remember it anymore.
Subai took out his wallet and Yue Qing scanned a photo inside: "Who is this?"
It was a black and white photo. The photo showed a twenty-three or four-year-old woman with short ear-length hair. A butterfly-shaped hairpin was the only decoration on her head. She had a round face and a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be smiling.
The corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, revealing a pear dimple, and she looked very sweet. Even without the makeup, she was still pretty and lovely.
"Is it beautiful?" Suba said, "This is my grandma."
"Grandma?" Yue Qing said, "No wonder it's a black and white photo."
"Actually, I have never had an impression of her. My mother said that my grandmother disappeared before I was born." Suber said, "This is the only photo of her. My mother regarded her as a treasure, which is strange.
, I have liked this photo since I was a child, maybe this is the bond between me and my grandma, I don’t know if I will have the chance to see her again.”
"Where's grandpa?" Yue Qing looked at grandma in the photo. The eyes of mother and daughter were very similar.
"He has passed away." Su Bai sighed: "I don't know much about the previous generation."
As he spoke, he wiped the photo carefully and put it back neatly: "Grandma, if you are still in this world, you must remember to come back and see me. I am your only grandson."
Listening to Subai's muttering, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Yue Qing's mouth. Even he himself didn't notice it. Subai looked up and immediately laughed: "Hey, young man, you laughed!"
"Who said that?" Yue Qing's face turned red. Just as the train whistle sounded, he covered up his embarrassment: "The train is coming, get ready to get on."
The two of them finally embarked on the return journey, taking the artifacts and the bag of things belonging to the novelist Cui Ying to the room of the antique shop. They took out these things one by one and asked Tang Sancheng.
Reporting this operation to Lei Zi, when Cui Ying was mentioned, Lei Zi said "Ah": "So it's her, and her grandfather can be considered your senior."
Yue Qing opened the package. Although the wooden box was heavy, the contents inside were just a roll of parchment. There were dense words on it, and there was a mark engraved on it. It was the hexagonal shape they found, with the center
It was the mark of a wolf head. This coincidence made Yue Qing's heart beat fast, as if someone was pulling hard on his heart: "This is..."
Tang Sancheng also noticed that he could still recognize most of the words on it. The four of them leaned their heads against each other to read it and exhaled at the same time. What was recorded on this parchment was the life of the owners of the seven coffins! Yue Qing was momentarily stunned.
The act of rising actually found a way out for herself. The novelist Cui Ying did not appear there by chance. There was a map of the hot spring tomb on the back of the parchment. She came prepared!
Although there was only that one room, the route was clear. No wonder Cui Ying entered in a completely different direction from them. The map on the parchment only showed that one room, and the directions started from the hot springs, so she found the hot springs first, and then
Entering the tomb from the hot spring, this map is simply misleading. The way she entered would directly destroy the tomb!
"There is a map, but it was just for people to go over and destroy the tomb." Tang Sancheng said: "The person who left this map is also very clever, but the words on it sound like there is some evidence, such as the Big Dipper..."
Yue Qing had already clenched his fists tightly: "It turns out that the Big Dipper is the name they gave themselves, and one star represents a soldier."
"Each of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper has its own name. The names of these seven are Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, the leader..." Tang Sancheng took a look
Yue Qing: "It's called Fluctuating Light. This should be the living ancient corpse you saw. The mark on the back of your hand is consistent with his."
Yaoguang, this is definitely not his real name, it is just a code name. Yue Qing cannot remember this name, but he is still happy in his heart. Finally, there is such a glimmer of hope...
Su Bai felt inexplicably excited: "These seven people are the secret dead men trained by King Zhu Di of Yan to prepare for him to obtain the throne. All seven people know the Maoshan technique, among which Fluctlight is the best, so he is the first of the seven.
, No wonder, the armor they wear does not match any of the Ming Dynasty standards, they are secret dead soldiers."
Most of the dead men in ancient times were chivalrous knights. They worked for the princes and nobles for glory and wealth or to repay gratitude. They were basically engaged in two tasks: assault and assassination. It is unknown why these seven people were loyal to King Yan, but these seven people were obviously
They played an important role in the King of Yan's seizure of the throne. It is recorded that the seven people had made great contributions during the King of Yan's coup. However, due to a series of events after Zhu Di came to the throne, the seven people had the intention of retreating and chose to retreat bravely.