Nightwatcher

Slough? !

Hearing what Monk Shenshu said, Xu Qi'an froze for a moment, and immediately thought of many details.

Judging from the murals, the owner of this tomb is clearly the Taoist priest, but what came out of the bronze coffin was a yellow-robed mummy who claimed to be a subordinate.

How dare a subordinate wear a yellow robe with a yellow robe on his body? This is very suspicious.

In addition, there are many burn marks on the mummy, which is consistent with the experience of being struck by lightning.

All the above details were explained after Monk Shenshu revealed the identity of the mummy.

Is this corpse the old body left over from the Taoist leader who failed to cross the tribulation? As for him himself, did he succeed in crossing the catastrophe and step into the first-rank realm, or did he take away his other body? Xu Qi'an's thoughts uncontrollably shifted to the Taoist priest himself.

Immediately thought of something wrong, Daoist Jin Lian said that the second grade crosses the catastrophe period, and succeeds as a young model in the clubhouse, ah, no, if you succeed, you will be a land god.

If he failed, he turned into ashes, and this Taoist was able to leave his body, because he avoided the end of being wiped out by some means? Or is it that Daoist Jinlian's rank is too low, his knowledge is limited, and he exaggerates the catastrophe.

"You want to get my lord's information?" The mummy's hideous and ugly face showed a disdainful expression.

The language of the mummy is very similar to today's Dafengguan dialect, but the pronunciation is slightly different.

The human race has occupied the Central Plains since ancient times. Although there are gaps in history, the human race has always existed, and the language has not changed much.

This guy is very loyal to his predecessor, yes, after all, it is a physical predecessor and current one. Xu Qi said in peace.

The monk Shenshu said gently: "A person in the Taoist sect, a swordsman, needs luck to practice. Even if you don't tell me, the poor monk can guess the root of the Taoist."

Renzong!

The Taoist priest was born in the Renzong sect, and I said why the murals have such a strong sense of sight, which can explain why the Taoist wanted to kill the emperor and usurp the throne. It's a pity that Luo Yuheng was not born as a man, otherwise it would be dangerous.

Xu Qi'an thought regretfully.

The mummy was silent for a while, and did not retort: ​​"With your personality, it is indeed not difficult to see."

Monk Shenshu nodded: "You don't want to know the whereabouts of your lord? We can exchange information."

This time the mummy didn't hesitate, "Okay!"

The skill of negotiation is to grasp what the other party wants. As long as there is demand, there is room for negotiation. Xu Qi'an enriched his inner drama while listening to the conversation of the two big men.

"What dynasty is he from?" Monk Shenshu asked.

"Daliang Dynasty."

"Do you know about the Liang dynasty?"

Monk Shenshu frowned, the last sentence was for Xu Qi'an.

Then, he asked and answered by himself, and Xu Qi'an's voice came from his mouth: "Master, I'm just a vulgar martial artist, not a Confucian disciple. I haven't even read the history books of Dafeng."

I'm just a martial artist, you can't let me bear the pressure that this system shouldn't have, Xu Qi'an made a joke humorously.

"Looking at you, I seem to have been in a deep sleep for too long." A hoarse and low voice came out of the mummy's throat, making one feel that his voice had rotted:

"During the Daliang Dynasty, it was tens of thousands of years after the extinction of gods and demons. At that time, the Central Plains were divided by various countries. The remaining blood of gods and demons is still raging in the land of Kyushu. But it is already a embers, and it is difficult to become a big weapon.

"In addition to the human race, the power of the monster race should not be underestimated. However, just like the human race, the monster race also has tribes and ethnic groups as the core. Although they are united with each other, the overall situation is scattered. The tribes will be united."

After the gods and demons, how long has the history of the struggle between the human race and the monster race for hegemony lasted? Why do I feel that the history of this world is a mess, and there are too many pasts that cannot be verified.

A top scholar like Chu Yuanzhen didn't know the costumes on the murals either.

This world needs a Sima Qian, Xu Qi'an murmured in his heart.

"How did the gods and demons fall?" Xu Qi'an forcefully seized the line and took back the ownership of the "account" temporarily.

The mummy shook his head.

Well, there are too many faults in history, and a perfect cultural system has not been formed. It is estimated that these broken things will never surface. Well, unless you go to the extreme abyss in southern Xinjiang and ask Gu God Xu Qi'an continued to ask:

"What grade is the god and demon?"

"Grade?" The mummy asked back.

Oh oh, the current Ninth Grade to First Grade is a concept proposed by Confucian sages, and the grades are personally divided. The owner of this tomb, Xu Qi'an, suddenly realized it earlier, and changed his words:

"What strength."

"Your question is too vague, and I can't answer it. Every god and demon has different combat power, so we can't generalize it. The most powerful god and demon is immortal, enough to destroy the world." The mummy shook his head.

Then can I understand that the most powerful gods and demons have strengths beyond grades? Xu Qi'an fell into deep thought and didn't speak.

Monk Shenshu took over the "account" and asked, "In the era of your existence, how many strong people possessed the most peak divinity personality?"

"After the extinction of the gods and demons, no one can reach the status of the peak gods and demons. The only surviving Gu God is the most powerful person at that time." The mummy replied.

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment. From this point of view, the reason for the extinction of gods and demons is a big pit, and it is not human race and monster race that wiped out gods and demons.

In addition, that Daoist had the years of "dating generations" of strong men who transcended ranks.

Monk Shenshu frowned: "Where is Daoist?"

Hearing this sentence, Xu Qi'an immediately realized that something was wrong. How could there be no other existence beyond the level? The mummy didn't know Buddhism, which meant that the Buddha hadn't attained enlightenment in the age of his existence.

The same is true for witch gods.

However, since there is a Taoist who usurped the throne, he must be after Dao Zun, after all, Dao Zun is the founder of Taoism.

Isn't Dao Zun an existence that transcends grades? How could it be possible that only Gu God is a creature that transcends grades.

"What Daoist?" The mummy said in a blank tone.

Xu Qi'an couldn't speak for a while, his mind was in a state of confusion.

He doesn't know respect, he doesn't know respect? !

People who practice Taoism don't even know Daoist Venerable, how is this possible.

"You don't even know the founder of the Taoist sect?" Xu Qi'an asked this question in a low voice.

"Taoism?" The mummy thought for a while, and said, "I haven't heard of it, it should be a force that appeared after Daliang."

I haven't heard of Taoism, but the Taoist in the mural is real. In other words, the concept of Taoism probably didn't exist at that time?

But Dao Zun has never heard of it, which is very unreasonable.

Xu Qi'an immediately thought of Wei Yuan's description of the Martial Arts System, which was not achieved overnight, from scratch. It is the warriors who have cultivated their strength for generations, relying on their own wisdom and talent, constantly exploring and creating, and after endless years, the current martial arts system has been formed.

Is it possible? Dao Zun was not the founder of Daoism. At that time, there was a general system, and everyone was following this path. In the end, it is the master of Dao Zun who has successfully surpassed the rank and became the rank of immortal god.

After that, there is a Taoist door?

I remember that when I checked the classics of the three sects of Taoism in the file library, it was recorded that the birth date of Dao Zun was unknown, and it was impossible to verify that this was in line with the phenomenon of historical faults.

It's a pity, there was no Confucianism at that time, and no one knew how to revise books. It was difficult to verify the hypothesis about the Daoist master. Xu Qi'an thought regretfully, and heard the monk Shenshu say:

"Tell me about yourself."

"After the lord failed to cross the tribulation, the Yang God shed his old body. He tapped the remnant soul that remained in the old body, and collected the souls that traveled in the world to complete the remnant soul. So I was born.

"Later, he built this tomb and handed over to me the jade seal that condensed the national fortune of Liang. Let me take good care of it. One day, he will come back to take it away. But countless years have passed, and he never came back until you entered the tomb."

The mummy looked at Xu Qi'an, with a little cheated anger: "Your luck is exactly the same as that of the lord at that time, so I mistook you for him."

"Don't every emperor have luck?" Xu Qi'an asked.

The mummy sneered, "If I knew it, I wouldn't mistake it."

Xu Qi'an said in the voice of the monk Shenshu: "The emperor has luck, but the luck does not belong to him, but to the dynasty. Therefore, the emperor can be replaced.

"You are different. What you bear is the luck that has been refined, which belongs to you alone. That Taoist must be the same, so he recognizes you as a Taoist."

Xu Qi'an's heart sank after being refined.

After answering Xu Qi'an's question, Shenshu continued: "Now the orthodox human race is the Dafeng Dynasty, which may be more than ten thousand years away from your era.

"As for the whereabouts of your lord, the poor monk can tell you that after Daliang, there are existences with peak gods and demons, including Gu gods, witch gods, Buddhas, Taoist priests, and Confucian saints.

"Among them, the Confucian sages perish, and Dao Zun disappeared after he was transformed into the Sanqing. The others, heh, have some problems."

This also involves a point that I still can't understand. How could a Confucian sage only live to be 82 years old? Also, what does it mean that there are some problems with the others.

Thinking about this sentence is terrifying! Xu Qi'an felt that his brain was a bit overwhelmed, and the information he absorbed was too much, too complicated, and too high-end.

Forced to analyze, the brain hurts.

"Whether there is your lord among them, you have to think for yourself. If not, then he has either died or is still gathering strength. If so, why didn't he come back to you, ah, these poor monks don't know."

The mummy stared at him and asked, "Aren't you among them?"

The monk Shenshu shook his head, and then said: "The poor monk gives you two choices. One, I will destroy you now. Two, you stay in the tomb and continue to wait. This time, you will not be able to sleep anymore, and you will endure loneliness and pain." Loneliness has no end."

"I choose to continue to wait, this is my mission." The mummy whispered:

"It's also the meaning of my existence."

What a good Hachi, Xu Qi'an was a little moved, and then he heard Monk Shenshu say: "Within ten years, he will come back to repay your luck."

"Okay." The mummy nodded.

what are you doing? Xu Qi'an's face froze in vain.

At this time, his ears moved, and he heard strange footsteps. The footsteps landed with different degrees of severity, and the person who came seemed to be crippled.

"Someone is here." Monk Shenshu frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to continue to sleep, otherwise I won't be able to control my desire to eat.

"Don't worry about me, the more luck you suck, it's good for me."

The voice gradually became inaudible and disappeared.

Light and heavy footsteps approached, and the entrance of the main tomb, which had already been turned into ruins, slowly poked out a disheveled head, carefully looking inside.

"What are you looking at!" Xu Qi'an shouted.

She was startled, she shrank her head quickly, and hid back. After a few seconds, the head poked out again, very cautiously.

This time, Xu Qi'an was directly in front of her.

Zhong Li sat down on the ground in shock.

Xu Qi'an knew that she didn't dare to use the gazing technique to spy on her, so he intentionally frightened her, and said sadly: "It's just that I'm hungry, the little girl has delicate skin and tender flesh, hehehe"

Zhong Li trembled and crawled backwards with one leg, like a frightened little rabbit.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Xu Qi'an frowned and asked in a normal tone.

Zhong Li raised his head, and stared at him for a moment with eyes hidden in his hair, "You, you are not dead, you have not been taken away"

There was some excitement in his tone.

"I have great luck to protect me, so I can't die." Xu Qi'an stared at her legs: "Why are you coming back?"

"Come back to look for you." After Zhong Li finished speaking, he lowered his head aggrieved: "I was hit by a stone on the road and broke my leg."

What else can I say, this is the foundation of a prophet!

After a few seconds of silence, Xu Qi'an said: "Okay, then let's go back together."

Zhong Li heaved a sigh of relief and was not scolded.

So she followed behind Xu Qi'an and returned together with him, her legs were slightly twisted, and bright red blood oozes from the trousers.

In order to catch up with Xu Qi'an, she could only jump hard, which aggravated her injury.

Xu Qi'an in front suddenly stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm," she responded in a low voice.

"This is the price of having no brains." Xu Qi'an cursed, turned back, and squatted on the ground: "I'll carry you out."

Zhong Li moved over, opened her arms and was about to pounce, when Xu Qi'an suddenly stood up, her head hit Zhong Li's chin with a "bang", causing her to scream and fall on her back.

Absolutely, Xu Qi said with peace of mind.

He picked up the poor fifth senior sister and walked out, explaining guiltily: "I, what I thought just now was that if I carried you on my back, I might hit a stone on the top of my head again and blow your head to pieces."

Zhong Li's tongue was broken, and his speech was slurred: "It's me."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "So I got up suddenly just now, and planned to hug you."

Zhong Li: "It's my fault"

Xu Qi'an sneered: "You are really unlucky."

Zhong Li buried her face in his arms in shame.

"I took care of the mummified corpse in the tomb. If I dare to keep it, I will naturally have a countermeasure. I have a trick, but you don't have it. Don't you know how unlucky you are?"

Xu Qi'an brought the topic back, and warned: "Next time something like this happens, just escape by yourself. Don't die before I die, you die first."

"I, I worry about you." She said.

"Fuck off, you're not my wife, so you don't have to worry about eating carrots." Xu Qi'an pouted.

I am the one who wants to be a son-in-law.

PS: When coding, I suddenly thought of a bug: language barrier.

So I checked the information and found that the official dialect in the Tang and Song dynasties was Shaanxi dialect. Over the years, the official dialect may change with different capitals, and the language has always existed. And the changes since ancient times are not too big, unless the people in a certain area die out, then the local language will disappear.

So I cleverly filled this bug.

In addition, this chapter is full of dry goods, written very thoughtfully, and the code words are very slow.