Who knew that Xuan Ji brought these "Qingpingsi" to catch up with him, and the incidents came one after another. Now the Weiyun Tomb has been opened, and there seems to be someone else who is in charge of the gloomy sacrifice. Who will it be? Where will the demon soul be attached?

This is troublesome...

At this moment, the speedboat hit a floating corpse and shook it for a moment. Xuan Ji suddenly sat up like a corpse, and his soul seemed to be still sinking into a nightmare three thousand years ago. He blurted out in panic: "Lingyuan!"

Sheng Lingyuan's puzzled gaze swept over.

Who is this little devil calling me?

The cold night wind rolled his face with the rotten and salty smell. Xuan Ji was stunned for a moment and barely remembered where he was. He looked down at his hands. His hands were still there, his eyes were still there, and his heart was still beating wildly.

He is a tall and powerful man, not the little bird in his dream that was cut out from the eggshell.

Xuan Ji couldn't tell whether the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind were dreams or a dream in others was a ten-year sleep. He had a meeting with Zhuang Zhou who was confused by Butterfly Dream for no reason, and his mind was in a mess, covering his forehead.

Also, just now under the water, I don’t know if it was severely deficient in oxygen. He actually had the hallucination that Sheng Lingyuan came, and that person was still...

Sheng Lingyuan waited not far away for a long time. After seeing the little demon calling him, he just whispered and struggled by himself. After a long time, he had no explanation, so he had to speak out: "What's the matter?"

Xuan Ji choked into his lungs with a sip of sea breeze and coughed to death.

Sheng Lingyuan cleaned the water stains and ice chips on his body, but the fabric was frozen and it was so uncomfortable to poke it on his body. He lowered his eyes thoughtfully and looked at Xuan Ji for a moment, thinking: This little monster was clearly transformed from the Vermillion Bird bone, so where did he learn the mermaid's words?

Logically speaking, even if their so-called "fire guardians" have a heritage, when the first generation of fire guardians transformed from the Vermilion Bird bones, it must have happened after the formation of his Vermilion Bird Seal. At that time, both the mermaids and the high mountain people had long become ashes of history. People who can speak the mermaids' language were almost dead.

Could it be that those Vermilion Bird bones still have memories during their lifetime?

The bone sealing of creatures has become a spirit, which made Sheng Lingyuan feel incredible. It would be even more amazing to say that the Vermilion Bird bones can have memories of their lifetime. Dead objects are dead objects, and corpses are corpses, which are no different from chicken bones and fish bones that you vomit after eating. Moreover, in order to facilitate the engraving of seals, he picked the dragon bones from the Vermilion Bird tomb, which is the one that bulges in the chest and abdomen. A bird cannot grow thirty-six chests. Of course, the bone seal is collected from the entire clan. Even if the Vermilion Bird is a divine bird, memories can be left on the bones. So who are these thirty-six memories?

Also, why can this little demon break his ban?

Sheng Lingyuan teleported from the edge of the ship to behind Xuan Ji, and lowered his eyes and leaned over to look at him.

Xuan Ji was caught off guard and bounced up like a frightened person. The next moment, he was nailed to the spot by a cold finger. Xuan Ji subconsciously held his breath.

Sheng Lingyuan lifted his chin. The old ghost iris was clear and the corners of his eyes were slightly drooping. When he stared at something, his eyes looked focused and melancholy. As long as he was not crazy, even if he was looking at a piece of shit, he could keep his eyes on it.

"What," Sheng Lingyuan's fingers slid up along his jaw, swept across his temples, and narrowed his eyes, "Do you and me have any other origins?"

Xuan Ji grabbed his hand that was pushing his temple, and a fire light broke the black mist that almost invaded his brain. He pinched Sheng Lingyuan's hand and felt like he had pinched a piece of ice, which made his skin and flesh tingle. At the same time, he was burned inside and couldn't help but tremble.

His expression made Sheng Lingyuan a little uncomfortable, so he bounced away his hand, which was related to Chiyuan. Sheng Lingyuan didn't want to see the last fire guard who always tried to play, so he vaguely said: "Before acting impulsively, it's better to think twice. If I weren't nearby today, what would you do, huh? Why is it so uneasy to worry about?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

Sheng Lingyuan was not interested, and even fart had to be packaged as a stingy format like "You are my heart, brothers, what should I do if I don't have you?". He didn't have money and was broadcast without any difference. He seduced a group of big fools to be grateful and was so heartbroken for His Majesty. From the body to the soul, he grew according to the "scum standard" - Xuan Ji knew this, but he still couldn't control his scalp and felt numb.

His eyes fell on Sheng Lingyuan's heart, and he remembered the boys and young birds in his memory just now, and was very confused - because his memory was incomplete, like a corner of a huge puzzle, with no villages in front or shops behind.

If he was really a sword made of a young bird, what about his sword body?

Why did he appear in Chiyuan later without thinking and remember his surname?

Also, why... Sheng Lingyuan couldn't recognize him?

"Damn you finally woke up!" At this time, Wang Ze heard the movement and ran over in a cold sweat. Yanqiushan did not respond to their shouts at all. His breath became weaker and weaker. The speedboat stumbled in the floating corpse. I wonder if it would take the shore in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month. "Director Xuan, do you still have the strength? Can you help cremate these big brothers who blocked the road first? One hundred thousand is urgent, tell them to return to the shore and then give them a memorial service! The wreath is guaranteed to be as low as a lot of money."

Xuan Ji came to his senses and realized that the speedboat was shaking violently. In just a while, he had already hit several floating corpses. He staggered when he stood up.

Sheng Lingyuan held his shoulder: "Support him."

Xuan Ji shook the hand away like an electric shock, took two steps back in a mess, and almost fell into the water.

At this moment, there were serious injuries next to him, and they had no time to think about it, so Xuan Ji had to forcefully suppress other thoughts. Suddenly, such a memory caused him to have self-cognitive impairment, but it was not completely unhelpful - for example, a lot of mixed knowledge surged in his mind.

The coin rolled over Xuan Ji's fingertips and bounced into the air with a "pop". Without thinking about a string of spells, he naturally blurted out - even if he couldn't recall where he learned this.

A small flame jumped on the coins, green and hung in the air like a firefly.

The floating corpse blocking in front of the speedboat suddenly became orderly and slowly lined up on both sides of the speedboat, giving up a path.

Xuan Ji made a gesture to Wang Ze: "Drive the ship!"

Sheng Lingyuan looked at the coin with interest: "Extradition lamp?"

This is the talisman of outsiders in Beiyuan Pass, which is different from the system of the monks in the Central Plains. When the king capital fell, many people in the Central Plains fled to Beiyuan and suffered all the hardships. Beiyuan is also a place with a strong and poor height. People in the pass were mostly unacceptable to the land and water. In the first few years of arrival, they fell in batches under the overwhelming white-haired wind, and the locals could not collect the bodies. The high priest of Beiyuan then lit 81 extradition lamps at the foot of the holy mountain. In this way, the unknown corpses lost in the cold weather would follow the extradition lamp to lie down at the holy mountain, waiting for a roll of straw mat, and not be left in the wild and hungry and green-eyed beasts.

The large corpse-collection spell like the extradition lamp has been in the uninhabited area. Even Sheng Lingyuan has only seen the high priest in Kitahara once. Why can this little demon even do this?

The speedboat passed through the floating corpse like a flying boat. The boat drove forward, and the burning coins remained in its original place. The floating corpse on the sea no longer entangled with the speedboat, and gathered towards the light spot in an orderly manner. From a distance, it looked like a group of pilgrimage saints.

The half-unconscious Yanqiushan's unfocusable gaze was also attracted by the fire, and a little light appeared in his pupils.

Gu Yuexi thought he had regained consciousness and quickly shouted softly: "Mr. Yan! Mr. Yan, can you hear it?"

"Cover his eyes." Xuan Ji said, "the extradition lamp attracts the dead."

When Gu Yuexi heard this, tears almost came down and quickly covered Yanqiushan's eyes with both hands. Xuan Ji checked the situation in Yanqiushan and felt that it was not optimistic. They were too far from the land. If they wanted to hurry up, Xuan Ji could only think of flying over, or using the "land shrinking technique" in the water. These two things were not something that Yanqiushan could not withstand.

Moreover, the injured person himself does not seem to have much intention to survive.

Most of the wind gods around him are his old subordinates, some are shouting "hold on" and "don't sleep", and some are crying and recalling the past, trying to use human memories to hang a man's soul, and they are like ducks having a meeting.

However, their voices seemed to be separated by something, and they could not reach the man's ears. Yan Qiushan's breath was as faint as a gossip, and his body temperature was rapidly losing. Even though his eyes were covered, his head was still involuntarily twisting towards the extradition lamp.

At this time, Sheng Lingyuan next to him suddenly interrupted in a "quack" sound: "This Mr. Yan is in the world and still does not forget the righteousness, which makes people admire him. But I have a little doubt, what are you trying to sacrifice your life? Is it just to destroy Weiyun's cemetery?"

His voice was too disharmonious when he was not concerned about his affairs, and the "holding" people were quiet for a moment.

Wang Ze turned his head with tears in his eyes and asked with sobs: "What does it mean?"

Sheng Lingyuan stared at the extradition lamp that was getting farther and farther away: "Weiyun couldn't help but be a pitiful person. There was nothing in his tomb except for a bitter past. Who told you that Weiyun was a demon from the mountain man?"

Yanqiushan was covered by Gu Yuexi's face, but his blue fingers spread beside him curled up gently, and he responded to the outside world's voice for the first time.

Gao Shan Weiyun is a close servant next to Emperor Wu. Emperor Wu destroyed the entire clan of Gao Shan people, but he only looked at the little prince with a different look. Not only did he let him be buried in the tomb of Gao Shan King, but he also sealed the tomb with his own hands. This memory suddenly popped up in Xuan Ji's mind.

Wang Ze immediately noticed Yan Qiushan's reaction and realized that this was a topic that could recall Yan Qiushan's sanity. He quickly followed Sheng Lingyuan's voice and asked: "Isn't that devil himself dead? Is it pitiful to bury a group of ungrown children as a burial?"

"These children were not killed by his hands," Sheng Lingyuan walked to Yanqiu Mountain and said slowly, "Galaxy people are good at refining weapons, but not everyone can refine the best weapon with spirits. Master Tianer has not been seen in a century. At that time, the mermaids disappeared, and the art of refining weapons also declined, and many inheritances were cut off. Weiyun is the last precious "Tianer" of Gaoshan people, which is comparable to a national treasure and is priceless. Unfortunately, this treasure can walk with long legs. In order to prevent this person from falling into the head of another clan, Gaoshan Wang Weiyu

Weiyun, who was an orphan, was taken as his adopted son... Later, this precious 'ear' was sent to the human race as a national gift. He was nominally a prince, but in fact it was just a tool. The children in the tomb were all orphans from the same place as him. In order to make him obedient, Gaoshan King took these children to the palace for "raising". Later, the two tribes turned against each other. Before Weiyun reminded him, Gaoshan King thought he was rebelling against the clan, so he locked these children in the gas chamber that purified the blood of the mermaids. Weiyun committed suicide because of this."

Weiyun had a relationship with him. Although there was no mercy between him, because the man was cautious and had no mistake, Sheng Lingyuan still asked someone to take away all these little corpses with nowhere to rely on and accompany him into Weiyun's tomb together, which was the complete relationship between them during their lifetime.

Sheng Lingyuan lowered his eyes, took off the ice flowers on his sleeve, and said to Yan Qiushan lightly: "Weiyun is not a human demon. He is cowardly by nature and does not have the ability or blood. You were just below, and didn't see that there was not even a seal in the place where he stored the corpse?"

Yanqiushan, who was already dying, struggled for a while. As everyone shouted, he actually gathered a little consciousness, broke free from the extradition lamp, and turned his head in the direction of Sheng Lingyuan with difficulty.

At this time, someone's watch was about to report the hour, and it lit up gently - it was almost eleven o'clock, and the midnight time was here.

In an instant, all the special talents on the boat felt something. A strong wind suddenly appeared on the sea that was still calm just now, and the galaxy was suddenly blocked by the thick clouds that were created out of nothing. Xuan Ji's clear and green "extradition lamp" was swept by the strong wind, and the flames suddenly changed color. The feeling of peace and peace just now disappeared and swayed into a cluster of ghost fires.

Gu Yuexi and Zhang Zhao both opened the protective tools to cover Yanqiu Mountain. Then, the sea surface churned, and underwater seemed to be floating upwards, passing through the corpses layer by layer, like seaweed, rising and falling from time to time.

The perspective eye first saw what it was. Gu Yuexi's face suddenly changed, and a searchlight was fired on the speedboat - the "shadows" crawling over the corpses were not seaweed or waves, but dense and gloomy sacrifices!

The flames on the extradition lamp became increasingly faded, and finally turned back into an ordinary coin, which fell down in vain and was recalled by Xuan Ji. As soon as the coin touched his hand, it was burned to ashes.

"What's the situation?" Wang Ze, as a water-based field agent, had a strong responsibility at this time, and stood in front of everyone. "Didn't our boss blow up the prince's coffin board? Where did this gloomy sacrificial text come from? Also, Brother Jianling, do you mean that the prince of the mountain is not a human demon? Who is it? Is there something else sealed in this tomb?"

On the edge of the speedboat, the blind man handcuffed there by Zhang Zhao woke up at some point. He seemed to smell something intoxicating, took a deep breath and laughed "hehe".

Zhang Zhao was so furrowed by his smile that he stepped on him: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I understand," the blind man's eyebrows were flying, his pale eyes became more and more terrifying, "I understand!"

"You... what do you understand?" The puppet girl was also handcuffed to the edge of the boat, and half of her body was soaked in the sea. At this time, she was a little scared and always felt something was about to move under her feet. The floating corpses of the young children floated up one by one, "swimming" by her side, and a strange smile appeared on her face, which was originally expressionless.

"No wonder I have reminded the organization several times, saying that the two ends of the Yanqiu Mountain head rat were unwilling to communicate with each other and could not believe it, and the organization did not listen to me. Now I understand, it turns out that we want to be both ends of the head rat, and he is just a cover. Just use him to lure you little fish and shrimp out in one go," the blind man laughed, "I am really smart!"

Xuan Ji couldn't help but look at Sheng Lingyuan.

If this is just targeting the different control bureau, there is no need to worry so much - the data gap in the different control bureau is too serious, and the per capita history is not up to standard. If Yan Qiushan had not deliberately left clues to the Fengshen, even if these people secretly made a hundred gloomy sacrifices, the different control bureau would probably not be able to find it, and there was no need to take off their pants and fart them.

Then they can only target...

Sheng Lingyuan lowered his head and laughed.

Last time in Dongchuan, he used Aluojin as bait and let lightning strike the Baiying behind the scenes. It seems that the other party has to find it back in this situation.

"There is indeed a demon among the high mountain people," said Sheng Lingyuan, "that is the tall mountain king... Weiyu."

While this name was spoken from Sheng Lingyuan's mouth, it also flashed through Xuan Ji's heart. Then, a corresponding image appeared in his mind - tall, gorgeous clothes, and meticulously cultivated beard and hair. At first glance, it seemed quite majestic.

"Why King Weiyu, what's the best for him?" As Sheng Lingyuan spoke, their speedboat was surrounded by the corpses of the burial children in Weiyun's tomb. Seeing that it made people feel windy on their necks, Sheng Lingyuan was in his pocket, bent down slightly indifferently, looked closer and looked at a small corpse that had almost been pulled onto the boat, and whispered, "I want too many things, greedy, stupid, and having sex with the tiger... and old and ugly."

He finished speaking and saw all the corpses in the sea standing up and opening his eyes at the same time!

"Wao huh--" Wang Ze was frightened, and a thin wall of water stood up around the speedboat, blocking the corpse and the boat. "Brother Jianling, we are a public official, we should just do things and not engage in uncivilized personal attacks."

Gu Yuexi asked nervously: "King Weiyu is also buried in this undersea tomb? Is this a double-layer tomb?"

"Not buried," said Sheng Lingyuan, "He was...

Xuan Ji quickly coughed heavily from the side, just covering up Sheng Lingyuan's subject. Sheng Lingyuan seemed to find it interesting, blinked at him with a smile, and changed his mouth as if he was kind: "...I was slapped by the human race."
Chapter completed!