Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an brought Hengyuan back to Xu's Mansion, ordered his servants to clean the guest room, and brought the master to stay.

Hengyuan being able to stay in Xu's residence is undoubtedly a huge guarantee for Xu Qi'an and the family members of Xu's residence. There is the saint of Tianzong, there is the little black skin in Nanjiang, and there is a monk who hides the relics. .

The guard strength of the Xu Mansion is already frighteningly high, far stronger than most of the mansions of princes and nobles.

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and said, "Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he followed the servants to the outer courtyard.

Although he is a monk, he is a man after all, so it is inconvenient to live in the inner courtyard because there are too many female relatives in the inner courtyard.

Under the leadership of his servants, Heng Yuan entered a secluded room on the edge.

He didn't think it was neglect at all, but was pleased with Xu Qi'an's thoughtfulness, Hengyuan needed a room that was quiet enough for him to read scriptures in the morning and evening classes.

After simply cleaning the room, Heng Yuan clasped his hands together and thanked the servant.

When the servant left, he was about to close the door and meditate when he suddenly saw a small head protruding from the door, looking at him innocently with black eyes, with a bit of curiosity.

Hengyuan smiled and said gently, "Little benefactor."

He knew this girl as Xu Qi'an's younger sister, and Heng Yuan had also been to Xu's residence several times.

"Are you going to live with me too?" Xu Lingyin asked.

"Excuse me." Heng Yuan said with an apologetic expression.

Xu Lingyin crossed the threshold, took out a piece of pastry that was not yet broken from his pocket, raised his face, and offered it with both hands: "I'll eat it for you."

What a sensible and kind child, Heng Yuan showed a moving smile, took the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling a bit weird.

Xu Lingyin ran out happily, and not long after, she ran in with a wilted orchid in her hand, with soil on its roots.

Hengyuan looked at the girl in confusion, and wondered if he wanted to send flowers after delivering the cakes. Master Xu's younger sister was too enthusiastic and sensible.

Xu Lingyin frowned and said in distress:

"I was playing outside just now, and I knocked over my mother's favorite flower, and I'm going to be beaten again. Uncle, just say that you knocked it over, okay? You are a guest, and my mother won't beat you."

Heng Yuan said helplessly: "Monks don't tell lies."

Xu Lingyin raised her face in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Hengyuan explained gently: "Just don't lie."

Xu Lingyin was about to cry, and said, "Then you give me back the pastry, I've hidden it in my shoe for three days, and I'm not willing to eat it."

Hengyuan was dumbfounded.

Back in the study, Huaiqing and Li Miaozhen were still waiting, the two beauties with different looks were sitting quietly, the atmosphere was not dignified, but it was not relaxed either.

Seeing Xu Qi'an stepping over the threshold, Huaiqing's reaction was bigger than Li Miaozhen's, he got up quickly, and walked towards him with fluttering skirts.

She suddenly stopped in front of Xu Qi'an, staring at him with eyes like autumn water, hesitant to speak several times, trying her best to control the stability of her voice:

"Yes, who is it?"

"It's not him." Xu Qi'an shook his head, paused for a few seconds, and added in a low voice: "It's him."

Two answers, two him, corresponding to two portraits.

Huaiqing's face froze suddenly, her clear face became uncontrollably pale, and the blood faded little by little, she seemed unable to accept this fact, a huge dizziness hit her, and she was about to fall down with a sway.

Xu Qi'an wrapped his arms around her waist and sighed, "Your Highness, my condolences."

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Huaiqing pushed and shoved a few times, leaning softly on his shoulder, his shoulders trembling.

Xu Qi'an wanted to hug the beauty in his arms tightly, but considering that she was not Lin'an, he just hugged her lightly and lent her firm chest and broad shoulders to His Highness the eldest daughter of the emperor.

Li Miaozhen, who didn't know the truth, was stunned, and said to herself, what do you want to do in front of me?

This process didn't last long. After Huaiqing cried a little, he quickly suppressed his inner emotions, left Xu Qi'an's embrace, and said softly, "I lost my temper."

Li Miaozhen asked, "What's going on?"

Xu Qi'an glanced at Huaiqing, seeing that she had no objection, he explained to the saint of Tianzong: "The one under the dragon's veins is not the Daoist chief of the Dizong, but the late emperor."

First Emperor? !

Li Miaozhen's face froze for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth wide, her beautiful eyes widened, Xu Qi'an's words echoed repeatedly in her mind, after a long time, she heard herself asking:

"How can it be!"

"It's the first emperor who really has the obsession with longevity. It's hard for me to believe it, but maybe that's the truth." Xu Qi'an sighed again.

The physical condition of the first emperor was actually not good. Although he was suspended animation, the diagnosis result of the warlock Si Tianjian was unmistakable.

This point is also clearly recorded in the history books, "Jean of Arc is a womanizer" explains everything in just a few words.

One's own body is the most clear, so the first emperor had a desire for Taoism and longevity. But because of the rule that people with luck and body cannot live forever, I can only suppress this desire in my heart.

Until the head of the Dizong Dao came to the capital, after that, there must have been some secrets unknown to outsiders, which changed the understanding of the late emperor and made him see the possibility of longevity.

It took Li Miaozhen a long time to digest the news, and she repeatedly refuted:

"Impossible, the late emperor was not a Taoist disciple, the late emperor was not even a martial artist, and the existence you saw in the underground dragon vein is so powerful that it makes you tremble."

Huaiqing's eye circles were reddish, and he took a deep breath:

"There is no causal relationship between the two. The first emperor was an ordinary person, but it does not mean that he is not talented. Among the members of the royal family, all princes who are qualified to compete for the throne will accept concubines early and spread branches and leaves for the royal family. Because there is no Heirs are one of the important criteria for competing for the crown prince.

"Even if the prince is obsessed with martial arts, it will arouse the resentment of the emperor and the princes. If he is addicted to martial arts, how can he have the energy to deal with government affairs. His father has been obsessed with martial arts for 20 years, and there are many criticisms from the government and the public. This is the best example."

This sentence means that if you want to be an emperor, you have to give up your practice. After all, people have limits.

The first emperor chose the throne, but it doesn't mean that he is not talented.

In the past twenty years, he has been like a moth, lying on the national destiny of Dafeng, sucking the bones and sucking the marrow, squeezing the people's fat and people's ointment. Even if it is a pig, if it is fed with so many resources, it will become a canopy marshal.

What's more, according to the current situation, the late emperor's talent is not weak.

Li Miaozhen was speechless for a while, she didn't know what she thought of, she was startled, and she lost her voice: "Where is the body of King Zhenbei?!"

Xu Qi'an and Huai Qing looked at each other, not understanding why she was so excited: "What's wrong?"

King Zhenbei's body was torn apart, and the dead couldn't die anymore. In the Chuzhou case, no one cared what to do with a prince's body.

The saint of Tianzong stood up slowly, glanced at the two of them with extremely terrified eyes, and said:

"One qi transforms the three cleans, one person is three people, and three people are one person. As long as the three clones are not completely killed, then they will not die. What will die is only the blood accumulated over the years, and only one-third of them will die. Yuanshen."

Xu Qi'an and Huaiqing's expressions changed drastically.

Sangbo, the reconstructed Yongzhen Shanhe Temple.

Yuan Jing, who was wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with golden silk thread, stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the sculpture of the founding emperor, squinting his eyes, looking at him.

He was already in his fifties, but with his ruddy complexion, black hair, and straight figure, he looked no more than forty years old.

"Gaozu, you established the Dafeng Dynasty, condensed the luck of the Central Plains, and advanced to the first rank. At the peak, even the Witch God Sect can only pinch its nose and admit defeat."

"Wu Zong, you overthrew the rotten lineage, gained the recognition of Confucianism, ascended the throne and proclaimed yourself emperor, and promoted to the first rank. After the Confucianism flourished, even Buddhism could only return to the Western Regions."

"During the six hundred years since the founding of the Great Feng Dynasty, apart from the two of you, there is no other warrior of the same rank. But no matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, and might overwhelm the world, after a hundred years, you will end up with a handful of loess." Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes were calm, and his tone was firm:

"And I will become the first immortal emperor of Dafeng, soon, soon"

The boundary of the capital, the Fulong Mountains.

Overlooked from a high altitude, the Fulong Mountains look like a giant sleeping dragon lying on the ground.

About 300 years ago, the emperors of that generation built mausoleums here, and in the following 300 years, six emperors were buried in the Fulong Mountains.

The first emperor was also buried here.

A group of four sneaked into the imperial mausoleum secretly, using Si Tianjian and Confucian magic, avoided the "defense line" of the vulgar warriors, passed through the surrounding buildings of the imperial mausoleum, entered the mountain, and stopped outside the tomb of the first emperor.

They came here for the final verification.

As the king of a country, feigning death is not that simple, and the civil and military officials, imperial physicians, and Si Tianjian of the Manchu Dynasty will all confirm it. Since the first emperor was sent into the coffin, at least he was indeed dead at that time.

What is going on, we have to go to the tomb to find out.

Outside the mausoleum, Xu Qi'an tore off a page of Confucian spells, and said to the three beauties, "Hold me."

Zhong Li obediently hugged him from behind, Huai Qing and Li Miaozhen gave him a sideways look, and put their hands on his shoulders.

Is Senior Sister Zhong the most obedient? Huaiqing and Miaozhen have too strong personalities. Xu Qian murmured in his heart, without pausing, he burned the paper with Qi machine and recited:

"We are not outside the mausoleum, but inside the gate of the mausoleum."

The paper was completely burned, and the faint light engulfed the four people before disappearing.

Zhong Li sacrificed a magic weapon made of night pearls, allowing it to emit a clear and clear glow, illuminating the dark interior of the mausoleum.

Li Miaozhen looked back, and found that the four of them had just passed through the gate of the tomb, and did not go deep into the tomb. She couldn't help frowning and said, "Why didn't you just say that they are in the main tomb?"

Is it too wasteful to use Confucian magic to only enter one door?

Although it is impossible for them to open the gate openly, and it is even more impossible for them to spend time digging the robbery hole, Xu Qi'an can be directly teleported to the main tomb.

Xu Qi'an complained: "You don't love me at all."

Li Miaozhen: "???"

She quickly realized that Confucian spells are subject to backlash, and the backlash effect of the spell will be very light just by passing through one door.

If it is directly transmitted to the main tomb, passing through various organs in the middle, the difficulty on the way will be returned to the caster through backlash.

Zhong Li took the lead in the charge, and said: "The Mausoleum of the First Emperor has twelve large organs, seventy-two small organs, and nine formations. Follow me, don't wander around."

She introduced every detail.

The emperor's mausoleum is the planner and the supervisor is Si Tianjian, and Zhong Li is the disciple of Jianzheng, who is qualified to view the supervisory drawings of the late emperor's mausoleum.

"It will be more dangerous for us to follow her"

Li Miaozhen questioned in a low voice.

Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "It's okay, just follow her, there will be no accidents."

He put the jade pendant gifted by Jianzheng into the fragments of the book on the ground, and now Xu Qi'an, the son of the plane buff is fully activated, which is enough to offset the bad luck brought by the prophet.

There was no danger along the way, under the leadership of Zhong Li, they successfully avoided the mechanism and cracked the formation, and the four finally arrived at the main tomb.

The gate of the main tomb was two tall stone gates, which were tightly closed. Xu Qi'an stopped, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What's wrong?" Li Miaozhen looked back at him.

It's nothing, it's just that Xu Qi'an seems to be suffering from ancient tomb stress disorder, and Xu Qi'an used the way of complaining to relieve his inner emotions. It is impossible for the former emperor's body to return to the ancient tomb.

I hope I don't have the bad luck halo of opening a coffin

He took a deep breath, pressed the stone door with both palms, puffed up his muscles, and pushed the stone door open with all his strength.

The martial artist's crisis instinct has no warning! Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and entered the main tomb first.

Zhong Li held the luminous pearl in the palm of his hand, and the clear and clear light illuminated the main tomb, as well as the pillars, clay figurines, utensils and other funerary objects.

Xu Qi'an looked at the center of the main tomb, where a huge coffin made of sandalwood and surrounded by white jade was placed on the base of pitch-black jade.

Putting both palms on the coffin, waiting for a moment, and confirming that there was no warning from the powerful intuition, Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly pushed the coffin open.

Inside the coffin is a sandalwood coffin of normal size.

Opening the lid of the coffin, as Zhong Li approached, the scene inside the coffin came into Xu Qi'an's eyes. Inside the coffin covered with yellow silk lay a dead bone.

Li Miaozhen walked to the side of the coffin, examined the dead bones, and recalled the information about the late emperor collected before departure, and said, "The height is similar."

He glanced at the pubic bone again, and said, "A man."

Well, there are bones in the coffin, which means that the first emperor really entered the coffin, instead of feigning death? Li Miaozhen frowned.

The scene in front of them was different from what they had expected. According to their speculation, the first emperor was buried in fake death, and then quietly lifted the coffin.

"Give me the night pearl."

Huaiqing stretched out her hand and took the lighting instrument from Zhong Li's palm. She did not shy away from the poisonous smell in the coffin, leaned slightly, and carefully examined the late emperor's bones. After a long time, she revealed a sudden look:

"He is not the first emperor."

Xu Qi'an touched his chin: "What is your basis?"

According to the collected information, the first emperor was a man with sound limbs and no defects in bones. The skeleton was also sound.

In this world that lacks advanced equipment and cannot detect DNA, it is almost impossible for Xu Qi'an to be able to identify an identity just by looking at it.

Holding the Ye Mingzhu, Huaiqing explained with a complicated expression:

"His bones in hands and feet are relatively long, longer than that of ordinary people. He is an eunuch. Eunuchs were purged when they were young. When they grow up, their bodies will be different from normal men. They will be taller, but the proportions of hands and feet will be slightly deformed, which is higher than that of normal men. To be long."

Xu Qi'an took a closer look and found that the arm bones of this corpse were indeed rather long.

What is the principle? Uh, I am indeed the number one female schoolmaster in Dafeng. Although I also have a lot of autopsy knowledge, there were no eunuchs in my time.

Xu Qi'an whispered: "So, now there is nothing to doubt."

The king of a country has good luck and cannot be taken away by outsiders, unless the person who takes the home is also the emperor. In other words, the existence under the dragon's veins cannot be the head of the Dizong Dao in the cloak of the former emperor.

Right now, it has been proved that the remains of the late emperor are fake, so it is a certainty that the late emperor is behind the scenes.

Huaiqing didn't answer, but said a little lonely, "Let's go."

Xu Qi'an sighed, Yuan Jing was not Yuan Jing for a long time, maybe there was an accident during the autumn hunting in Nanyuan, or it might have been changed when he suddenly practiced Taoism twenty years ago.

They don't know the specific method of operation yet, but the conclusion is in front of them.

Yandu outside.

Cannon craters exploded on the ground, emitting blue smoke, and the corpses of soldiers lay all over the ground, blood seeping into the pitch-black soil.

Nangong Qianrou leaned over and grabbed a handful of hot soil, deep red blood spilled from her fingers.

The armor on his body was no longer bright, his face was no longer fair and delicate, and sword wounds and sword marks were all over his body.

Wei Yuan's words before leaving flashed in his mind: If you don't want to retreat within three days, then the deadline is six days, and on the sixth day, no matter what, you have to leave.

Today is already the sixth day.

PS: Ask for a monthly pass. Popular science knowledge: After the eunuch is cleansed, the body will become stronger and taller, and the life span will become longer. The bone development will show slight deformities. The most obvious feature is the unusually long arms

Therefore, if you want to live a long life, you might as well give it to Yongzhi! !