At the foot of the mountain, the quiet and deep pool is the "Wuqing Pond" of famous scenic spots and historical sites. This pool is about 150 meters deep, which is about the height of a forty-story skyscraper. Fortunately, it is under the cliff and no one can reach it normally.

At this moment, this deep pool that had been silent for hundreds of years suddenly roared!

Lu Xiaoqi shook left and right at the bottom of the pond and thought it was an earthquake. He shouted in his heart that even if he could not die of water, he would not lose his hands around him and there was no place to climb. Could it be that he would have to fly up?

Just as he was thinking that the soles of his feet were shaking again, and it became even more violent. Suddenly, a burst of hot air and the pool water became hot. Lu Xiaoqi thought to himself, "My life is over." What kind of virtue had he cultivated in his previous life? This time he was going to die at the crater.

There was a loud bang, and there was a wave of heat underneath him. Lu Xiaoqi closed his eyes and waited for that moment to come.

Water and fire blend, and I will be stolen from hot pot, and I will die in a unique way.

The heat wave roared, and Lu Xiaoqi's feet were empty and his mind was blank, and he couldn't help but exclaim!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" From the time he couldn't hear his cry, Lu Xiaoqi woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw, be good!

He was indeed standing on the water surface, with a whirlpool of water under his feet carrying the heat waves, rushing him straight up and stabilizing.

Lu Xiaoqi didn't think about it, so he quickly stepped on his legs, jumped onto the shore, and went up the dirt slope, and sat on the ground with his legs weak.

The vortex immediately calmed down and fell back like it had lost its pillar.

After panting, Lu Xiaoqi looked at the two fingerprints and said, "Good! I thank you all the family!"

He started chattering with fear again: "I'm scared to death! My little heart!"

His heart is like a mirror. No matter what it is, if he saves his life, he is the treasure of his benefactor.

I am really tired now, so I just lie down. Although the mountains are cold, Lu Xiaoqi didn't feel it at all. Looking back at the stars in the sky and looking back at the past two days, he quickly found a very suspicious part.

Wen Hua Gong must have seen his fingerprint and even knew how to use it, but in fact he only knew his name in the end, so he wouldn't know him so much, right? And the look he looked at him in the end, not only was he grateful and relieved, but more of a sudden realization?

What else does he know?

All kinds of doubts, but unfortunately I didn’t have the chance to ask for it clearly.

Also, when he showed his first fingerprint, it rained; the second fingerprint, the earth fire; these were all strange phenomena in heaven and earth... Lu Xiaoqi smiled and was afraid that he would think too much. He was a master Shanyu who was more capable than mortals. He was born and raised on the earth and could he become a monster that ruined the world?

However, according to this situation where the pain intensifies every time the fingerprint is released, will he have to peel off the skin when his fingers are full? Will he be able to transform into a salted egg superman?

He spread his palms nervously, and the phoenix penis was quietly enjoying the flowing light under the moon, which made Lu Xiaoqi take back his mind and calm down. Lu Xiaoqi touched it, got up and said gently to it:

"I'll take you back to find him."

He was wet all over and drove the night train, and there was no danger all the way. When he arrived at the shed, it was already three or four in the morning. Lu Xiaoqi made a bad move and honked the horn hard, waking up the staff on duty at the door.

The man came straight at the flashlight, very rude: "What are you doing? What kind of horn is pressing at this time? The kindergarten did not teach you how to learn the rules, right?"

When I saw the car, I realized that it was my own. As soon as the car door opened, a person wearing a ragged dress and was covered in dampness, which scared the person on duty: "Who is the name of the person who is here to report it!"

Lu Xiaoqi closed the car door with a kick and shouted with a smile: "Call Zhong Qilai, tell him, I want to open the coffin!"

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Zhong Qi rushed over in his clothes and saw a dark figure standing outside the main tomb room under the searchlight, pondering. He shouted tentatively: "Mr. Lu?"

The man turned around and Zhong Qi felt relieved when he saw that it was Lu Xiaoqi. He was just very surprised what happened to his clothes. It was obviously burned by fire and was extinguished by water. He looked at it carefully from head to toe, but there was no wound. He nodded: "It's good that you'll be back! But you told me that you want to open a coffin. Such a big thing is not to be joking. Everyone is resting for a day after they are tired."

Lu Xiaoqi's mouth arched and held something in front of Zhong Qi.

Zhong Qi was stunned when he saw this, took off the glasses on his nose and wiped them again and again. He gently twisted Feng Pei and looked at him, raised his head and looked at Lu Xiaoqi's cynical face in surprise.

He looked serious and whistled silently, and blew hard!

The harsh whistle slashed through the night sky, and several nearby staff members surrounded him, and only heard Zhong Qi solemnly order:

"Let everyone get up and get ready to go to the main tomb! Immediately!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone arrived. If you want to say that the quality is really good, you can only talk quietly, no one complains, and they all stand in front of the main tomb, listen quietly and clearly. Everyone understands that such a situation is extraordinary and something must have happened!

The dozens of people, led by Zhong Qi, looked at Lu Xiaoqi with anticipation.

Lu Xiaoqi put his hands in his burnt pockets, smiling and sarcastic: "It's nothing. If you want me to open the coffin, there is only one request. I will open it myself. After opening the coffin, I will see it first before you can move."

The crowd looked at each other and thought to themselves what kind of hobbies they were, but looking at Lu Xiaoqi's outfit that was incompatible with water and fire, he nodded secretly and admitted that the races in this world were indeed beyond their imagination.

"Is that OK?" Lu Xiaoqi wanted to confirm.

Zhong Qi nodded, and everyone immediately gave way to him and saluted him.

He walked to the sarcophagus, and the people next to him flocked to him, waiting for the exciting moment.

He took out a broken phoenix pendant and pressed it on half of the coffin seal. With a squeak, the natural three-sided coffin lid connected to the ground flew into the sky and crashed into the top of the tomb. At the same time, several sharp blades flew out from the wall and pushed the coffin lid to one side, hitting the ground with a bang. Fortunately, everyone was on Lu Xiaoqi's side. If they stood aside, they would be either dead or incredible.

Everyone was shocked and said in fear: "This tyrant, with such a precise arrangement, if he forced the coffin to be opened, I really don't know if he is still alive!"

Lu Xiaoqi said seriously: "They are not tyrants."

Everyone calmed down, Zhong Qi looked at Lu Xiaoqi carefully, and somehow began to believe what he said.

The inner coffin lid was removed, and two huge coffins were suddenly in front of you.

The burial objects surround the surroundings, showing the dignity of the tomb owner.

There was no movement, there was nothing left.

Lu Xiaoqi felt sad somehow and convinced himself, "They are all gone, this is just a shell." But he still couldn't help but remind:

"The ancient corpses are most afraid of seeing light and air. Have they all arranged it?" When they saw them, they nodded confidently. That means you don't know who is professional...

Only then did Lu Xiaoqi be willing to let go of his body.

Everyone was orderly, but in just an hour, Zhong Qi invited Lu Xiaoqi into the main tomb again and said that everything was still intact. You can take a look first.

He walked in and saw Lian Chuan in the crystal coffin first.

There was liquid filled in the ice crystal coffin, which preserved Lianchuan's body very well, and the colors and patterns of the clothes were easy to identify, as if they had died soon after, Lu Xiaoqi heard the constant excitement and screams of exclamations from everyone. They had the first time they saw such a well-preserved ancient corpse, and there was an ancient sword in the coffin in a lacquer box. When they opened it, the cold light was still there, which was really hard to believe.

But this body is still not the majestic blue-shirted hero in Lu Xiaoqi's memory. Lu Xiaoqi began to annoy why he had to look at it. He turned around and walked quickly, and saw the sandalwood coffin next to him.

Zhong Qi was very sorry: "This sandalwood is considered good, but it still cannot be sealed 100%. There is only one white bone left! Somehow, since the two kings were buried together, the treatment was different?"

Lu Xiaoqi's mind was stunned and his eyes immediately turned red. He went to see the sandalwood coffin step by step.

The several layers of gold silk gauze can still be vaguely distinguished, the patterns in the coffin were still made of gold and missed colors, and the jade pillow canopy showed that the funeral was solemn at that time, all of which were the emperor's specifications, and everything could be identified. Only Wen Hua Gongzi had already turned into white bones.

Lu Xiaoqi was sad. He had never mentioned that he gave Lian Chuan the only crystal coffin to ensure that his body was not corrupted.

Why do future generations need to argue about the authenticity of this life?

Lu Xiaoqi held back his tears and gently put the Feng Pei that he had been holding in his hand in his hands while he was unprepared to put it gently into the bones of the sandalwood coffin and left hastily.

The sky has cleared, and a red sun rises like fire, and the sky is full of colorful colors.

All beings are humble.

Lu Xiaoqi said to the sky gently:

"Lianchuan, Lianchuan, if you see it in the wind, can you take a look at him more?"

After saying this, he felt that he had been infected by Wen Huagong's demeanor recently, and why he became pretentious. He shook his head. He walked to the hotel alone, planning to pack up his things and go to Luoyang.

In Luoyang, which is so close, there are still big things waiting for him.

The so-called packing of things is to take away all the disposable consumer goods in the hotel.

Just as he was busy, there was a knock on the door, and Lu Xiaoqi knew who it was.

He opened the door and saw Zhong Qi right outside the door, holding an envelope.

Without waiting for Lu Xiaoqi to greet him, he came in and sat down and handed the envelope to Lu Xiaoqi: "Mr. Lu's reward. You have really helped me! I saw that Mr. is leaving, so I took all the available things around me, and I hope Mr. does not think there are too few."

Lu Xiaoqi smiled and refused: "Okay!" and then put it away.

Zhong Qi stretched out his hand: "Sir, please leave that phoenix pendant."

Lu Xiaoqi stopped and sneered: "The things have returned to the original owner."

Zhong Qi made a phone call in confusion, put down his cell phone and apologized repeatedly. Lu Xiaoqi carried his backpack and nodded in the envelope:

"Goodbye!"

Zhong Qi never thought of Lu Xiaoqi's personality. He thought of his inappropriate words just now and was very regretful to stop him and make some remedies. After chasing him for two steps, Lu Xiaoqi suddenly remembered something. He took out a piece of paper from his ragged pocket, and wrote it densely, and held it in front of him.

That was just written by Lu Xiaoqi.

"What?" Zhong Qi asked subconsciously.

"You will know that the people who have already returned to heaven and earth have long been destined to have their stories. I will say it once more. They are not tyrants. If you arrange them at will, you will be struck by lightning!"

Leaving a ruthless word without any end, Lu Xiao left without looking back, leaving Zhong Qi who was stunned in the place holding his glasses and looking at the piece of paper. The more he looked, the more surprised he became.

Lian Chuan and Wen Hua have already walked their own path. They will not care about how future generations play a picture of dead bones, nor do they care about how future generations comment.

But Lu Xiaoqi cares.

He did not allow others to call Wen Hua Gong a tyrant, and every word was unbearable.

When Zhong Qi chased after him with the words paper, Lu Xiaoqi had already walked away.

Zhong Qi thought about it before and afterwards, and increasingly felt that what Lu Xiaoqi wrote might be true.

If you make bold assumptions and make careful verification, you will gain something.
Chapter completed!