The man's deep and clear voice came through the phone, "Yeah, I want to too."
It's as if the other person is right in front of you.
Ruan Su's heart suddenly skipped a few beats, but he refused to admit it, "We are already an old married couple, what else do we want to think about?"
Bo Xingzhi's brows and eyes were filled with tenderness, "The baby and I are waiting for you to come back."
He chatted with Ruan Su for a while before hanging up the phone.
When Ruan Su is not around, I always feel empty inside.
I can't describe what it feels like.
He hugged Bo Yanzheng in his arms, and the child looked at him quietly with a pair of black grape-like eyes.
so cute.
He pinched his son's soft little face and said, "Your mother is not here, little one. Dad is with you."
Even so, he was still a little worried in his heart.
I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.
Thinking of this, he carried Bo Yanzheng out of the room and walked towards the main hall where the sword was nowhere to be found.
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Let's talk about Ruan Su, Jian Qiqi and Song Yan. At this moment, they finally came to a ruins.
There are broken walls and ruins everywhere. It can be seen that this was once a high-rise palace. Now its glory has passed, leaving only traces of the ravages of time.
Song Yan lowered his head and looked at the map in his hand, "This seems to be the ruins of the Dali clan. Do we want to go in?"
Ruan Su knelt down, picked up a piece of gravel and threw it into the ruins. After the gravel fell to the ground, it rolled around a few times, stirring up some small dust.
She then stood up and clapped her hands, "Since you came here specifically, how could you not go in? Be careful. The former big family must have some heritage. Even if it has become a ruin, it should not be underestimated."
Jian Qiqi looked at this place with a solemn expression. Is this where the Dali clan once lived?
This is a strange place and she has no feeling whatsoever.
Did her biological parents once live here?
Her mind was in turmoil.
Did all her biological parents pass away? That's why she went out and became an orphan...and was later adopted by the Jian family and became a blood bag.
Jian Qiqi was almost numb as Song Yan led her by the hand into the ruins.
The further inside you go, the more frightening you become.
The Dali clan is also a big family and has several main halls. Apart from the broken walls and ruins, only one remaining main hall remains that looks somewhat complete.
"It's better to go and have a look in that hall." Ruan Su pointed at the hall, "Maybe we can find some clues."
"My wife is right. This hall can be preserved so well. It seems out of place with the surroundings. There must be something different about it. "Song Yan glanced around, then took Jian Qiqi's hand and headed towards the main hall.
The three of them walked to the entrance of the hall together, and entered a deep corridor. The corridor was clean without a trace of dust, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.
Jian Qiqi was about to step in, but Ruan Su stopped her, then picked up a pebble and threw it into the corridor.
Pebbles rolled along the corridor, making a crisp sound.
Until the end.
Calm, very calm.
Seeing that there was no mechanism, Ruan Su and the other three stepped in.
The hall was still very quiet, and the footsteps of the three people were not chaotic. They walked forward while looking around.
There are some embossed patterns on the walls on both sides of the corridor, like comic strips. The paintings are not very exquisite, but you can roughly tell what they are painted on.
"This picture seems to be telling some story?" Song Yan frowned, "Every picture should be connected together."
Ruan Su also looked at the relief paintings on the wall, "The first one is about the goddess descending from the sky? The second one is about the goddess bringing benefits to everyone? What is the third one?"
Jian Qiqi raised her head and looked, "It seems that the goddess has a beloved man?"
As they walked forward, they looked at the content on the relief painting.
All the way to the end of the corridor, the painting stopped.
It's roughly like a fairy tale.
The goddess fell in love with a man, who was the chosen one. The man and the goddess ruled the world together, brought benefits to mankind and improved people's living standards.
They also work hard to control floods and improve farming. Anyway, they are a very good couple.
But when the Soul Tribe attacked, their most powerful and trusted general betrayed the couple, causing them heavy losses.
What happened next? The painting disappeared.
"Weird picture." Jian Qiqi muttered in a low voice. She looked at the empty corridor, "We are at the corner."
"It's the stairs, do we want to go upstairs?" Song Yan looked at the stairs that appeared around the corner.
"Go upstairs and see what's there." Ruan Su said without thinking, "I'm already here, it would be a pity not to go up."
So the three of them went upstairs together. The upstairs was also empty, but it was a hall. There was a throne at the front of the hall.
The throne looks very grand, but it is covered with a lot of dust
.
When the three of them saw the throne clearly, they were all stunned.
Jian Qiqi said with some surprise, "This... seems to be the throne of the goddess? It looks similar to the throne on the painting in the corridor downstairs!"
"So this goddess is real? Is she not drawn? Is she fictitious?" Song Yan was also very surprised.
Ruan Su walked towards the throne, "It should be so, so it should be painted by the descendants of the goddess, or by the subordinates of the goddess to commemorate her."
Jian Qiqi and Song Yan also quickly followed Ruan Su.
At this moment, a pattering of footsteps sounded from behind them.
An old voice sounded hoarse as if it had accumulated countless dust, "After so many years, someone is finally here."
The three of them turned around at the same time and saw a rickety figure appearing in front of them. It was an old man with gray hair. The old man was holding a wooden stick in his hand. He stretched out his head, and his face was covered with wrinkles and wrinkles.
With the traces of time. .??.
"May I ask, senior, what is your title?" Song Yan raised his hands and spoke very politely.
The old man sighed, "My name is Yunmu, and I am the steward of the Dali clan. I am responsible for guarding this place. I have been watching it for many, many years..."
"Where are the other members of the Dali clan? Where have they gone? Senior Yunmu, do you know?" Ruan Su looked at the old man indifferently, "Can you tell us?"
Yunmu glanced at Ruan Su, shook his head and said, "I don't remember, it's been too long. I only remember that I want to protect the heritage of the Dali clan and give it to the people who are destined."
"Legacy?" Ruan Su narrowed his eyes slightly, "Does the Dali clan still have a legacy?"
"That's right! The Dali clan is not an ordinary small family. The Dali clan's legacy is as rich as any other country's. Whoever gets it will definitely be able to achieve a class leap." Yunmu laughed as he spoke, looking very kind.
, "No one has been here for a long, long time. Since you are here, you are destined to be here."
Jian Qiqi was overjoyed, "So, Senior Yunmu, are you planning to take us to see the inheritance?"
Yunmu nodded at her approvingly, "You're a very smart girl. Come with me. The inheritance is in the deepest part of this hall. You can't find it by yourself. Unless I, the guard, lead the way."
Song Yan was still a little skeptical, after all, this Yunmu appeared a bit strange.
But Jian Qiqi and Ruan Su had already followed them.
He had no choice but to swallow his doubts and follow Yun Mu forward.
Yunmu led them around several rotating wooden stairs and past several huge paintings.
this These paintings are basically of the goddess and her husband.
Finally, they stopped in front of a wall with several round doors. Each door was tightly closed.
There is a faint smell of dust and a hint of decay in the air, which is very unpleasant.
There are some broken bones in front of these doors.
Someone should have come here to explore many years ago, and it is very likely that they all died and their bones were left here.
The atmosphere looks a bit scary.
"This place... is a bit scary." Jian Qiqi looked around, "Senior Muyun, have many people come to the Dali clan to hunt for treasures in the past?"
Mu Yun coughed lightly and replied, "Yes! This is an ancient family. It is not a small family on the roadside. The wealth and heritage of the Dali family are naturally coveted."
"These blind things, there are many doors here, they are all deceptions, the real door is this one."
As he said that, he pointed to the penultimate door, "The treasure is inside this door. As for the other doors, you must not open them. You may die if you are not careful. Do you understand?"
"Thank you, senior." Ruan Su thanked him in a low voice, but did not push the door open as Mu Yun wanted.
Mu Yun waited for a while and then couldn't help but urge again, "Why don't you open the door? Open it quickly! The treasure behind the door will be yours as long as you open it!"
He urged a little hastily, and Ruan Su did not miss the flash of greed in Mu Yun's eyes.
The next second, a dagger was pressed against Mu Yun's neck.
Song Yan's eyes were cold and he stared at Mu Yun without saying a word.
Mu Yun was shocked, "What are you doing? I have good intentions and want to give you the treasure of the Dali clan, but you want to kill me? This is too much!"
Ruan Su's red lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were determined, "Give it to us? You just want us to die, right?"
Mu Yun's heart trembled. Did he not perform perfectly enough? He actually let them see through it? No, it's impossible!
He has seduced many people to die in front of these doors, how could he fail this time?
Thinking of this, he said stiffly, "No, it's unfair! I am the steward of the Dali clan, how could I possibly cause you to die?"
"Haha! As the steward of the powerful clan, you are extremely powerful, but now you are so weak that you need a stick to hold you?" Ruan Su looked at him mockingly, "Also, why do you want us to open the door? You are the steward.
, you should open the door! You are right that we will be impatient when we hear that we have wealth, right? Unfortunately... we are not that rare in wealth."
"You are in a hurry and urge us to open the door. If we fall into your trap..."