Chapter 80 Wutai Empress

Sang Mo stepped back subconsciously and hooked his fingers instinctively. Circles of invisible energy brewed on his fingers, and the strange power emanated to form a shield.

Just then, poof——

The fire was bright, and the torches on the wall were lit up by the floating ghosts. Looking behind Miss Yuan, there were no ghosts with their eyes open!

Standing behind her was an old woman with a middle-aged face and a serious expression. She had her eyes slightly lowered and her hands folded in front of her. At first glance, she was a nanny who had a high status and great means in the harem.

Sang Mo, "?"

What does it mean? Did you do this on purpose to scare people?

But it seemed that he was indeed a little shocked.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Miss Yuan in confusion. The latter smiled slightly, "Judging from your expression, this surprise is not bad."

"......"

Did people say so?

Oh, she is a thousand-year-old female ghost, that’s okay.

Sang Mo rubbed his cheeks. It was not because he was afraid, but because it was too cold here. In just a short while, he felt his face skin was frozen. The corner of his mouth twitched just now, and his face skin almost cramped.

After all, there are hundreds of ghosts here, so it is normal that the yin energy is strong.

Seeing his actions, Miss Yuan laughed happily, "Look how scared you are. I just want to give you an unforgettable welcome ceremony, Sang Mo, let's see if you dare to forget me in the future."

Sang Mo, "?"

Whether he forgets or not is not up to him, it is the amnesia that decides.

"Let's go to my bedroom and talk." After saying this, Miss Yuan turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The old woman leaned over and said, "Mr. Sang, please follow me."

After the old woman finished speaking, she led the way in front. Sang Mo saw that she was walking instead of floating. The tomb chamber was large and empty, with only an alchemy furnace placed in the middle.

The four walls were covered with neatly arranged small grids. From bottom to top, most of the grids were filled with grey pills, while the grids in the middle and upper levels were filled with sandalwood boxes. No one knew what was inside.

There are many pottery figurines placed around the tomb chamber, both male and female, and their body sizes are similar to those of normal people.

There were some incomprehensible patterns carved on the ground, all covered in a large circular stone circle, the center of which was where the alchemy furnace was placed.

It looks like this is an alchemy room. The ancients pursued immortality, and many alchemists refined elixirs to deceive emperors and seek immortality.

I just don’t know what ingredients these gray pills are made of, but they have been left for so long... they must have expired and deteriorated, right?

"Mr. Sang is the first guest brought back by the master. Please forgive me for being so nosy. Mr. Sang, can you choose some gifts suitable for the girl when you send a return gift next time?"

Sang Mo, "......"

These words were so implicit that one could still hear the blunt criticism within them.

What I'm saying is, giving cigarettes as a gift is nice, but don't do it next time.

It is estimated that Miss Yuan has really learned how to smoke, and maybe even likes smoking. After all, the evil spirit said that Miss Yuan saw him smoking a cigarette. Smart people are all very good at hands-on work and are very eager to learn.

For example, the evil spirit behind him.

Obviously, Miss Yuan's smoking behavior displeased the old woman.

But the old woman didn't dare to preach to Miss Yuan and could only mention this sentence in a subtle way in front of him.

Sang Mo raised his eyelids slightly. After all, he was a mute, so he felt more comfortable and relaxed by not speaking.

The old woman probably knew Sang Mo's situation, and she didn't expect to get an answer from Sang Mo. She then led the way quietly in front.

After leaving the alchemy room and passing through a long corridor, we came to an empty hall. The design of this hall was somewhat unique. Standing at the entrance, we could clearly see that the ground was designed in a semicircular shape, and there were eight doors on the opposite curved wall.

The eight doors were of the same size, but all were tightly closed. A luminous pearl was placed on the wall between each door, illuminating them, and the stone entrance door behind them was also closed.

The old woman said, "Mr. Sang, please watch your step and follow Lao Shu's footsteps."

Sang Mo lowered his head and stepped on the old woman's footprints. This should be the Qimen Dunjia formation that Miss Yuan mentioned.

Soon they arrived in front of a stone door. Sang Mo took a quick look and found that it was the fourth door from the left.

The old woman raised her hand and pressed the mechanism button next to the stone door. The stone door opened silently. She walked in first, and Sang Mo followed closely behind her.

I thought there should be a room like a tomb behind the stone door, but it was actually a dark passage. Fortunately, there were torches on the walls to illuminate the area, so the view was still visible.

The old woman reminded again, "Mr. Sang, please watch your step and follow my steps."

There seemed to be some mechanism inside this closed and narrow passage.

At the end of the passage was a stone door. The old woman fumbled on the wall and pressed a secret mechanism, which revealed a button. As the button was pressed by the old woman, the stone door in front of her opened silently.

The view suddenly became clear. This was a round tomb designed like a yurt. The curved dome was inlaid with countless gems emitting a faint blue light.

There were a lot of gold, silver and jewelry placed on both sides of the ground, and there were display racks made of golden nanmu wood, on which were placed many brocade boxes.

Sang Mo blinked, wow, this is really rich!

His gaze moved past these treasures and fell on the bronze coffin in the middle. The lid of the bronze coffin was wide open, and Miss Yuan was standing and sitting on the dragon throne in front of him.

"......"

His guess was correct, Miss Yuan seemed to be the Empress Wutai.

"You don't seem surprised. It seems that you have already guessed my identity?"

Sang Mo nodded, "......"

After all, this world is becoming more and more mysterious. When you randomly encounter a ghost funeral procession on the road, you may actually encounter a empress who is personally holding her own spirit tablet for the funeral.

So he ascended the throne in a hurry and was deposed in a hurry. He was emperor for only one day. Where did he get the money to build such a mausoleum?

Although the specifications are not those of an emperor, such a mausoleum would certainly be costly and labor-intensive.

"You are such a smart mute. Have you guessed why I invited you here?"

Sang Mo thought about it and guessed that it was nothing more than wanting to eat him, which would mean death.

He nodded, nothing surprising.

Miss Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then how dare you come to the appointment?"

Sang Mo shrugged and spread his hands. It doesn't matter. Death is death anywhere. If you have the guts, just kill him.

After hearing Tongzi say that Ju Mang's inheritance was extremely powerful, he guessed that Miss Yuan might really be unable to do anything with Ju Mang's inheritance. If she couldn't kill him, then there was nothing she could say.

He took out his cell phone, typed something and handed it to the evil spirit. The evil spirit looked at the words on it and repeated them word by word in a grim voice: 'My master asked me to tell you, if you have the guts, kill him! '

Miss Yuan tilted her head slightly, "You think too much. If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't let anyone bring you in here."

"You are more valuable alive than dead."

Sang Mo looked at her and saw madness in her eyes. He continued typing and handed it to the evil spirit.

The evil spirit grimaced as it looked at the words above, 'Arrogant female ghost! Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because I call you senior. How dare a thousand-year-old female ghost yell at me! '

'Master, don't worry, I can eat her! '

Sang Mo, "......"

He tapped the screen, alerting the evil spirit to relay the message.

The evil spirit snorted coldly, but continued as he was told, 'My master said that if you want him to bleed alive, he can give you his blood so that you can pursue immortality. '

After relaying the message, the evil spirit shouted, "Is this what you were planning?" '