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Chapter 839

The Clay Bodhisattva pointed to a corner on the right and said: "There are seven horizontal and eight vertical blocks from left to right, from bottom to top. There is a hidden grid inside that brick. Press it three times to take out the contents.

"

An Xiaoyue held the child in her arms, and Chen Yan took the initiative to ask for help.

Find the brick and press it three times.

The brick popped out, and a hidden grid appeared.

There was a dusty box inside, not much bigger than a palm, with auspicious clouds and simple patterns carved on it.

Chen Yan did not open it, but handed it directly to Ni Bodhisattva.

After he opened it, he took out a dark golden key... The workmanship of this key was very exquisite, with holes on it and even patterns that coincided with the Bagua.

"The key to the ancestral tomb in Qianlong Valley?" Chen Yan said with a smile, "You really did lie to the old woman before."

"I did melt a key back then, and I'm not lying!" said Ni Bodhisattva, "It's just that I made that key myself, and this one is the real one."

Old fox!

Chen Yan sighed.

"Xiaoyue, everyone in your Qianlong clan has the surname Feng, but this surname is extremely special. I was also worried that this surname would bring murderous intent to you, so I changed your surname to you."

"As for the origin of the curse of your Feng clan, I don't know the details. I only know that the lifespan of your Feng clan is not long. Forty-nine is the limit. No one can live past fifty."

As soon as these words came out, both Chen Yan and An Xiaoyue were surprised.

Chen Yan asked: "Why is this?"

Ni Bodhisattva said: "The so-called bloodline curse, in my opinion, should be a flaw in a special bloodline, and this flaw has both advantages and disadvantages. For example, people from the Qianlong tribe are natural warriors, with speed and strength far exceeding ordinary people.

But the price is a short life; as for your daughter's curse, I guess it has something to do with your spouse."

An Xiaoyue frowned and said, "What's the connection?"

"The Feng family has never married with foreigners. This is probably due to helplessness. I have studied your clan and found that all the children born from intermarriage with foreigners died in childhood. Those who can live beyond the age of six are already

It’s a miracle.”

When An Xiaoyue heard this, her face changed in shock: "Is there no other way?"

Clay Bodhisattva took out three other things from the box, which were three pieces of bone.

It is engraved with six hexagrams.

This is specially used for fortune telling.

Mud Bodhisattva's face is now very pale and ugly, and his breath is not stable. He said: "I have the last hexagram left, so I can point out the puzzle for her."

After saying that, the Clay Bodhisattva picked up the calculation chips, closed his eyes with great piety, and began to make divinations.

This hexagram took a full quarter of an hour to calculate.

The Clay Bodhisattva even vomited blood.

Finally, he looked at Chen Yan with surprise on his face.

It was about her daughter's life. An Xiaoyue couldn't calm down and asked, "How is it?"

The Mud Bodhisattva uttered a limerick: "The dragon lurks into the muddy abyss, on the thin line between life and death. My mother is Xiao's wife, and my womb brings peace."

The female marshal was extremely smart, but she was also confused at this time: "What do you mean?"

Clay Bodhisattva asked Chen Yan: "Is this young man's surname Xiao?"

The female marshal said directly: "You made a mistake, his surname is Chen."

Chen Yan's heart moved. It seemed that Jiu Qiansui didn't tell An Xiaoyue that he was Xiao Yao's identity.

But the Ni Bodhisattva burst out laughing: "What a bad fate, what a bad fate..."

After saying that, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and died immediately.

"Clay Bodhisattva, Clay Bodhisattva..." An Xiaoyue shook the Clay Bodhisattva desperately, "Wake up, you haven't explained clearly yet, how to save my daughter, hello..."

However, the Clay Bodhisattva has completely expired and there is no possibility of waking up again.


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