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Chapter 54: Shelter 2

"It's a nice place!" Jian Xin only thought it was pleasing to the eye. She nodded to Qin Weiluo and flew to the entrance of the cliff cave with him. They walked inside. The light became darker and darker as they walked. After walking four feet away, everything was dark and disappeared.

A ray of light.

"Jian Xin, are you afraid?" Qin Weiluo grabbed her hand, a warmth spread throughout her body, but she still chose to break away.

"Becoming an undead is already something that everyone in the world is afraid of. What else can we be afraid of?" Jian Xin tugged at the corner of his sleeve, worried that he would be separated because there was no heartbeat to feel.

"Yeah, there's nothing else to be afraid of. I'm not afraid of anything, but I can't get anything either." Perhaps thinking of Zeguan's restoration of the country, Qin Weiluo murmured to himself sadly.

"That has nothing to do with you." Jian Xin woke him up unceremoniously, fearing that he would think of revenge again.

"It has nothing to do with it, it really has nothing to do with it." Qin Weiluo sighed.

After walking ten feet, the darkness was gradually diluted by the oncoming light, and then became brighter and brighter as we walked. It was still a road paved with bluestones. The cave walls were uneven, and many different types of plants grew diagonally upwards. Their leaves were all white and bright.

If it is hard, pick off a piece and break it along a certain part. It will make an almost dull crisp sound, and the juice will rush to your face like fine beads.

"Be careful of the poison." Qin Weiluo brushed up his sleeves, wiped the plant juice from Jian Xin's face, and said softly, "The face of the undead may be corroded accidentally."

Jian Xin couldn't help but be touched, but thinking of the man in red in Cang Teng Palace, she finally suppressed her emotions.

"This place may just be a passage leading to somewhere." The cave is not completely bright yet, but some marks on the stone slab are clearly visible.

"Not necessarily -" Qin Weiluo pondered, "We may be walking towards a bridal chamber where we live."

"Ah... the bridal chamber." Jian Xin chuckled.

Qin Weiluo was startled, knowing that there was an ambiguity in his words, "Okay! There is a room in the cave, but if you are willing, I want to talk to you -"

"I don't want to." Jian Xin interrupted mercilessly.

"I will fulfill your wish." Qin Weiluo's voice sounded even more tender in the dull cave.

Sure enough, when the light was completely clear, a huge circular room appeared, with two red wooden pedestals placed on the west side. The wall of the seat was slightly rough, but the sitting position was very smooth.

To the east are two beds raised with flat and regular stones, covered with thin bamboo mats. The mats were covered with a layer of dust, and when blown open, a slightly yellow light emitted.

To the south is the stove, with a few half-burned firewood lying in the stove hole. A shallow layer of ashes has long since cooled, and the pot has been brushed clean.

As for the north, there is a goddess of beauty who is mainly responsible for farming. She covers her chest with her left hand and holds a coix seed carved from jade in her right hand. She has kind eyes and a peaceful face. The ground is also paved with bluestone slabs, with fine seams at the joints.

Tight, like unfolded green cloth, with creases vaguely visible.

"Let's settle down here!" Qin Weiluo looked at the room with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"But... this obviously belongs to an owner." Jian Xin frowned.

"No way? You see, they are just like us."

Jian Xin looked along his fingers and was a little surprised to find two piles of skeletons lying in the northwest corner where another stone road turned.

"Then stay here!" The feeling of desolation came to her again.

He has passed away, separated from him by yin and yang, and can never really see him again.

The remains in the tomb are probably slowly starting to rot.

He could only look at the cold grave and reflect endlessly.

"...I regret so much...Why did I commit suicide..." Jian Xin lay on the mat, her shoulders twitching constantly.

A pair of hands lifted her up and hugged her, "At least you still have me."

"After the war, let's go to the palace. I'll go see him and you go see Zhao Lian, okay?" She raised her teary eyes and looked at him pleadingly.

Qin Weiluo frowned, "I really don't want to see her."

"Those grudges disappear with death. You said that there is no use in hating people when they are dead. She will definitely care about you every day." Jian Xin sincerely advised.

"Alas..." He sighed softly, "Okay!"

After a long time, my mood relaxed a little, and then I realized that I was lying in his arms. I hurriedly broke free and sat on the wooden pier.

Qin Weiluo was already used to it. He looked at the stone road turning from the northwest corner and said, "There may be something over there. Let's go and take a look."

Jian Xin stood up and followed him towards the northwest corner. After walking through a section of stone road, a huge space appeared in front of him. A long bridge without handrails led to the opposite side. It was paved with dense wooden planks. There was mist under the bridge.

, I don’t know how deep the bottom is, but the round-topped stone peaks pass through the fog and are slightly higher than the bridge deck. The surface of the stone peaks is covered with ferns, and low trees grow among them.

Opposite is a large platform, surrounded by arched cave walls. Dense vines pull out from the edge of the platform and climb up the cave wall. Most of them are ball orchids, dragon spit beads, and a cluster of flowers with white petals and red cores hangs on the cave wall.

Among the leaves, the platform is covered with sparse fallen flowers.

"It's so beautiful. We are in the right place." Jian Xin was a little excited and stepped on the wooden bridge with one foot. The bridge swayed slightly. It seemed that it was too light and even the undead body could not bear it.

Step on with the other foot and take two steps forward. The bridge will swing from side to side, as if you are in a cradle, which is very comfortable.

Qin Weiluo also walked onto the bridge, "Let's go over and have a look."

As the end of the bridge got closer and closer, the fragrance of the vine flowers gradually became stronger. After getting off the bridge, Qin Weiluo raised his hand to pick off a dragon spit bead, pinned it in Jian Xin's hair, and looked at her tenderly, his eyes

There was a strong desire flashing inside.

"Let's keep going! Maybe there will be another surprise." Jian Xin lowered her eyelids and her cheeks were slightly red.

To the southwest at the end of the bridge, there is still a stone road leading to an unknown place.

"It doesn't run through the entire mountain, right? This mountain is huge." Jian Xin murmured to himself.

"No." Qin Weiluo muttered, "If you recall carefully, the stone road is sloping downward, but the slope is not large. We didn't notice it just now."

"Ah!" Jian Xin exclaimed, "Then go back! If it leads to the underworld, aren't you going to show it to the door yourself?" Then she stood and refused to leave.

"Hahaha... you really know how to imagine." The guardian laughed, "Is it so easy to enter the underworld? We are undead, just wandering in the Yang world."

Wandering in the Yangshi world! Jian Xin was startled and followed his steps in silence.

However, they were disappointed at the end of the stone road. There was nothing except a thick stone door sealing the exit.

Qin Weiluo stretched out his hand and knocked on the stone door. A dull voice sounded. He hesitated and said, "Let's go through."

They approached the ordinary stone door, but their bodies only partially entered before they were quickly bounced back by a powerful force and fell heavily to the ground.

Qin Weiluo hurriedly helped Jian Xin up, "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head, patted the dust on her body, and pulled off his hand, "Let's go back to the cave we just found!"

Qin Weiluo frowned and stared at the stone door, "The door has been enchanted, which means there must be something important over there, but it's a pity - we can't get in."

"Go back! I want to take a rest." Jian Xin was not interested in anything over there.

"Ah, you're tired, okay." Qin Weiluo agreed readily.

She flew back to the cave easily, lay down on the mat, and pointed to the mat next to her, "You sleep there."

"Of course, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

Close your eyes, it's that dream of the world again.

Lingshuang flowers kept falling, and the man in red and the woman in yellow walked on the misty path——

Oh! Zero double flowers, zero double flowers.

Zero pairs of flowers fell together, but there was only one pair. Half of them fell into the dust and turned into mud, while the other half was still blooming lonely on the branch.

Rather than a dream, it is better to say it is a memory!


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