Chapter 334 Jinjiang

Yan Shixun had imagined the scene behind this stone gate. After all, he had seen the 100,000 ghost soldiers in Fengdu and knew how magnificent and awe-inspiring this cavalry that dominated the battlefield was.

The corpses of one hundred thousand people is by no means a small number.

But, what if we add one more thing - this is a corpse that was carried down from the battlefield, with a lingering breath of resentment before death?

Until the last moment of their lives, none of the soldiers retreated a single step. After their death, they still returned to Fengdu without a moment's rest.

This is an army that has stepped out on death and blood, entangled with sharp murderous intent, and no one dares to offend.

In this way, the soldiers who returned as heroic spirits after their death, even their corpses carried the evil spirit that frightened the ghosts.

When the stone door was slowly pushed open, Yan Shixun could feel that in an instant, the stone door, which originally weighed a thousand pounds, suddenly became light, allowing him to push it open effortlessly.

Yan Shixun was stunned for a moment, then he thought of something and immediately looked sideways to his side.

In the darkness, a figure covered in iron armor and surrounded by a faint green light was also exerting force at the same time as Yan Shixun pushed the door.

Not just a figure.

Yan Shixun saw that the souls of the soldiers had been standing by his side since he had no idea when, advancing and retreating with him.

In the cave hall behind him, there were densely packed ghosts, as if he was the commander of the army at this moment, and no matter what decision he made, the soldiers would obey his orders loyally.

When Yan Shixun glanced over, the soldiers nodded to him one by one with a smile, and silently made mouth shapes to express their respect and support for him.

They said that there is no need to worry about anything external, as long as it is a decision you make, the Lord of Fengdu will agree with it.

They said, you are also the commander-in-chief of Fengdu to us, and we trust you to find a way to the future and victory for us.

They said, please believe in yourself, you are the only one in this world who has a deep evil spirit in his bones, and you are the one that even the avenue places hope and vitality on, and the choice you make is the right one.

They said, don't worry, no matter what choice you make, the consequences... we will face them with you, even if the sky falls, we will hold it together.

Yan Shixun's gaze swept across the soldiers one by one, and after seeing their encouragement and comfort, he couldn't help but be moved.

This gave him a vague illusion that Fengdu could be his home, and they could advance and retreat together, and share the rise and fall.

Yan Shixun smiled softly.

Amid the rumbling sound of the stone gate opening, he also saluted the soldiers, expressing that he had received their greetings.

But even though he had prepared himself mentally, when Yan Shixun looked up into the stone gate, he was still shocked.

The murderous intent that came at him was sharp and powerful, like a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for a thousand years to accumulate strength. The moment the cage was opened, it roared and screamed, wanting to rush out of the cage and bare its fangs to anyone who dared to challenge its majesty.

Even the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth are not afraid at all.

This powerful aura made Yan Shixun calm down on the spot, and then he looked back into the darkness behind the stone door. He raised the ball of light in his hand, and used the little light to illuminate the appearance in the darkness.

——In the cave behind the stone gate, skeletons were neatly laid out on the ground, extending into the depths of darkness that could not be illuminated.

It’s not that Yan Shixun hasn’t seen dead bodies before.

However, such a huge number of skeletons still shocked Yan Shixun and left him speechless for a moment.

This is... a full 100,000 people.

One hundred thousand once vibrant and high-spirited lives died on the battlefield, and have been sleeping in the cave ever since. A thousand years later, he personally opened the stone door, allowing the soldiers' past to reappear in the world.

The shock brought by the huge death comes from the resonance of life in the soul.

After a long time, Yan Shixun finally came to his senses. He stood there in silence for a while before he took another step and gently stepped into the space behind the stone door.

He walked lightly, not wanting to disturb the soldiers' sleep.

In the abandoned charity cemetery outside the cave, the headless corpses were still covered in thin coffins and did not end up lying on the ground or under the sky.

However, in the cave, the bodies of these soldiers were left lying on the ground without even a piece of sackcloth.

However, judging from the fact that the skeletons were arranged as neatly as possible and even the remaining armor on the bodies were carefully cared for, Yan Shixun knew that this did not mean that the villagers at that time did not do their best.

Thousands of years ago, in order to bury the soldiers, the villagers did their best to collect money and manpower, and risked being killed to bring back the soldiers' bodies, but they did not have enough money to buy 100,000 coffins.

It is not just a matter of money or the inability of craftsmen to complete the work on time. It will also allow the new forces that have been eyeing them covetously to discover the secrets they are desperately trying to hide.

And that is something the villagers absolutely do not want to see.

In desperation, they could only place the remains of the soldiers here neatly one by one with guilt, and try their best to take care of everything in the mausoleum in a short period of time.

When daybreak came, the stone door in the cave was closed tightly, and the villagers returned to the village as if nothing had happened, continuing their lives and dealing with the inspection of the new forces.

This secret was therefore kept secret.

Yan Shixun held the ball of light and slowly squatted down in front of a corpse.

Although the soldiers were obsessed with it, they did not harbor any resentment.

After their death, their bodies had long since turned into dry bones. Only the armor they were wearing when they died and the items they carried were left to vaguely identify their identities.

The skeleton's empty eye sockets stared directly at Yan Shixun.

His armor had long since rusted, and the sword that had once been sharp enough to kill the enemies had also decayed, but he still held it tightly in his hand, refusing to let it go.

Even in death, the instinct to fight in battle and protect the people and the city is still engraved in the souls of the soldiers.

Once you are in the army, you will be in the army for life. You must never slack off.

Even though I am only a skeleton now, I want to hold the sword tightly, stand up again, and guard the world.

Yan Shixun stared calmly into those dark, empty eye sockets, without any fear in his heart, only respect.

He stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on the soldier's palm that was holding the sword.

The tentacles felt a chill, the temperature of death.

He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for protecting the people of Yedi and returning to Fengdu to guard the Yin and Yang. You have done so much for the world."

"Now, let me do something for you - give you the freedom to control your own destiny from now on."

"From now on, even the heaven and earth cannot control your destiny. You can make all the choices for yourself."

Yan Shixun chuckled, and ghost energy surged wildly in his meridians, roaring and hitting the embankment like waves, and finally gathered in his hands, forming a huge force.

The corpse that he held in his hand seemed to feel something under such force.

Among the ghosts of the soldiers, one raised his head and looked at Yan Shixun in astonishment.

At the same time, the corpse, which had already turned into dry bones, gently turned its head and looked towards Yan Shixun.

Before the owner of the corpse could figure out what was going on, he felt a powerful force rushing into his soul. His soul, which was already powerful enough as a Fengdu Yin soldier, was injected with new power.

But this power is not directed outward.

Rather, look inward.

This is not the power to hurt or attack others, but it falls into the general's soul, like a memory burning with flames, warming his cold body.

The general's eyes suddenly appeared with scenes from when he was still alive.

When he left home at a young age, his mother chased him and hugged him, crying. His younger brothers and sisters held him and cried, saying that they would not eat anymore and begged him not to leave.

After joining the army, he survived many life-and-death experiences on the battlefield. From a new recruit who could only run away in fear, he gradually became a centurion and a thousand-man commander... He knelt down at the foot of the commander's tent, looked at the commander's hand reaching out to him, and made up his mind to repay the commander's kindness of trust with his death, and he would never have any second thoughts.

And those beautiful memories, the golden wheat waves in autumn, the warm golden sunshine, the laughter when working shirtless in the fields with the people, and the hearty laughter when receiving a bowl of sweet well water from the hands of the elders and villagers.

His wife, children and old mother were waiting for him to come home, they were beaming with joy when he returned home in glory, and they smiled knowingly when they saw their child riding a bamboo horse running by on the street.

He once sighed that the headquarters led by the commander-in-chief was like a peaceful and happy life in a prosperous age.

But later, this happiness was eventually taken away by war.

The villagers who died with their eyes open, the wives and children whose faces were still covered with tears but already cold, the once prosperous city collapsed in a raging fire, the blood on the battlefield seeped three feet after three feet, and the resentment has never dissipated.

This is what he saw during his lifetime...

He had forgotten that in the past that he had abandoned and forgotten, in addition to pain and regret, and the obsession of not wanting to see the tragic scene of Yedi littered with corpses, there were also so many precious happy memories.

In his past, when he was still alive, he had felt warmth and laughed out loud in the sunshine.

It's a pity that over the past thousand years, he has separated this past from his soul and abandoned it along with his corpse. He has been stationed on the boundary between yin and yang day and night and has forgotten those memories.

And now, he finally, finally...

I remembered it again.

A line of tears slowly slid down the general's face.

The general, who always sternly wore a serious expression, finally smiled again on his dignified face. His sharp frown gradually softened, and he began to laugh without even noticing his own tears.

At this moment, with the help of Yan Shixun's power, the general finally remembered the past that he had abandoned, and for the first time he opened his arms and was willing to accept his former self.

The general died with his eyes open, lying on the battlefield covered in blood and wounds. A sword was stuck in his chest, but his eyes were fixed on the sky, and his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

If, if he was given more food and reinforcements... No, if they fought a fair battle again, one hundred thousand against one hundred thousand, he would absolutely, absolutely not lose, and would not bring shame to his commander-in-chief.

He destroyed the legend that Ye had never been destroyed, and ended up with a tragic end of his own death and the destruction of his city. He even failed to save the lives of the people in the city behind him.

Failed so completely.

That was the pain that the general did not want to recall. For thousands of years he had been blaming himself for the failure of that year, stubbornly believing that it was his own mistake. If he had worked harder and had more dry food and soldiers, would the outcome have been different?

So, when the commander-in-chief stood up on the battlefield, pointed the broken sword to the sky and asked questions angrily, the generals also followed him. Their souls refused to follow the King of Hell to the underworld to be reincarnated, but stood silently behind the commander-in-chief and rushed towards Fengdu with the commander-in-chief who led 100,000 soldiers.

The new Fengdu rose from the ground. The soldiers followed their commander and were loyal to Fengdu, and also wanted to make up for the regrets and guilt of the past. They never dared to relax and silently guarded the world in the darkness.

But none of their soldiers had the courage to look back at the battlefield in Ye.

Including their corpses.

This is the only cowardice beneath their strength and bravery.

The remains of a hundred thousand soldiers have been hidden in the burial ground, and the past and the future have been separated.

But now, under the powerful yet gentle power of Yan Shixun, the general remembered everything again.

'Perhaps, I should have faced my past earlier and with more courage.'

The general's spirit smiled and opened his arms, looking at Yan Shixun with gentle eyes, nodding to the man regarded by all the soldiers as the new master of Fengdu: "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

"Even if it's a painful past that I dare not face, it is still me, a part of my experience that I cannot let go of..."

The general smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

Green spots of light rose up around him like fireflies, surrounding him.

The souls of the other soldiers all looked at the general in astonishment, not reacting for a moment to what had happened.

But Yan Shixun smiled and looked at the general, and said softly: "On the battlefield of Old Fengdu, I borrowed a sword from you. I'm sorry, but the sword was stuck in the heart of Old Fengdu and I couldn't bring it back."

"So now, I will give you a new sword. This sword is named - Self."

"The past, present and future meet. You can control your own destiny and do whatever you want. Nothing can hold you back. The world is vast and omnipresent. Under the avenue, you are not a puppet or a chess piece. You can protect what you want to protect and guard your path."

"This is also the freedom that the avenue possesses."

The moment Yan Shixun finished speaking, the corpses of the generals neatly placed on the ground quickly turned into a handful of powder, which automatically drifted away without wind, floating towards the general's soul like fluorescent light and merged with him.

The next moment, the dry bones next to the general's corpse also turned into powder, and then the next one, and the next one...

Spots of fluorescent light slowly rise in the darkness, making the cold and dim cave look like a fairyland, which is extremely beautiful.

In the dim green light, it seemed as if countless fireflies were flying around the soldiers.

The corpses on the ground turned into dust and disappeared, but the soldiers slowly began to smile, their eyes bright, as if they saw the most precious and happiest memories for themselves.

All the guilt and self-blame they once had were transformed into motivation to continue defending the world, causing the soldiers to no longer resist their past and choose to accept that part of themselves before they died.

A bright smile spread across the faces of the soldiers, and also infected Yan Shixun who had been watching this scene.

He also laughed softly, his brows softening.

Before pushing open the stone door, Yan Shixun had been hesitating and struggling, not knowing whether Yeli could survive the trial, whether the soldiers of Fengdu would resent him because of this, and whether the world would get better or worse in the future.

Making a choice is always difficult. People instinctively envy the path they did not take, but they cannot bear the consequences of their own choices, which may even drive them crazy.

The choice Yan Shixun has to make not only involves himself, but also the burden of the entire world.

If his choice brought disaster, Yan Shixun himself didn't know how to forgive himself.

But now, looking at the smiles on the soldiers' faces, he began to feel that he seemed to have made the right choice.

——At least for the time being, it is correct.

Amid the laughter of the soldiers, Yan Shixun subconsciously looked around, wanting to share his feelings with Ye Li, but came up empty-handed.

There was only cold air around him.

Yan Shixun was stunned, feeling inexplicably lonely.

The general noticed Yan Shixun's disappointment. He smiled and took two steps forward. The armor on his body collided with each other, making a crisp metallic sound.

'Are you looking for the Lord of Fengdu, your lover?'

The general smiled and pointed to the darkness behind Yan Shixun: "Please keep going inside, don't look back, don't stop. The corpse of the Lord of Fengdu is waiting for you to find him in the deepest part."

"Please believe me, no matter what decision you make, no matter what kind of future it will bring, the Lord will only accept it with pleasure. Because that is the treasure you give him, and for the Lord of Fengdu who holds power and has the power of the world, nothing is more precious than you."

The general bowed to Yan Shixun.

Behind him, the soldiers surrounded by the bright light also bowed solemnly in the direction of Yan Shixun to show their respect.

The smile on Yan Shixun's lips froze.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned in the direction the general pointed and looked into the darkness far behind him.

It is a darkness that no light can penetrate, hiding the most important secrets between heaven and earth, and a past that ghosts and gods refuse to accept.

As long as you step in and find the remains of ghosts and gods, you will have the opportunity to make Yeli a great road...

Yan Shixun pursed his lips, but made up his mind and nodded to the general in thanks.

Then he turned around, took a deep breath, and walked slowly into the darkness.

The decision has already been made, right? There is no need to hesitate any longer.

Ye Li once asked him whether he trusted himself, and at that time, his answer was affirmative.

At that time, Yan Shixun might not have known Ye Li's true identity, but he believed that the person who would be moved by the cries of the wronged souls, the person who would accompany him through the mountains of swords and seas of fire and through the hell of evil spirits, would not be the one who stabbed him in the back.

And the facts also proved that Yan Shixun's guess was correct.

He paid with trust, but what he received was invaluable love.

Since he was able to trust Ye Li at that time, he should have more trust in Ye Li now that he has determined his ideal person. He should believe that Ye Li can successfully pass the trial, accept the past of the corpse, and become the Great Dao.

It was not until now that Yan Shixun finally understood the mental journey and torment of those who were swayed by their emotions.

That was an experience and struggle he had never had before, but now, he understood.

And even when it is painful, there is also a feeling of gentle happiness like the trickling of spring water.

Yan Shixun raised his hand and pressed his strongly beating heart, confirming that his love for Ye Li might be deeper than he thought.

He is a person who is slow in emotions, but he is never a coward who retreats and escapes.

When his feelings are revealed before him, the only thing he can do is to accept it openly and coexist with this love.

Master, if you were still here, I wonder what you would say when you saw me like this.

I used to think that I would always fight on the front line between humans and ghosts, until one day I die at the hands of a ghost, or like you, sacrifice my life for the sake of heaven and earth.

Or, if I am luckier, I will live until I grow old, and after a hundred years I will turn into a pile of bones, but I will be alone.

I don't need anyone to be with me, I can do anything and go anywhere by myself.

But now I know that this is not the case.

There is someone who cares about me and a place to go. There is always someone and a light waiting for me to go home...

Master, please don't worry about me anymore.

I have someone to accompany me, so I won't be alone anymore.

Regardless of life or death, I have someone who will walk with me all the way to the sky.

No matter what awaits us ahead...I am willing to live and die with Yeli.

Yan Shixun smiled, his brows gentle but firm, and stepped into the darkness without any hesitation.

The cave gradually swallowed up his figure and he disappeared from the soldiers' sight.

Silence returned to the empty mausoleum.

After a long while, a soldier hesitated and asked the general: "The commander is not here, let the lady go deep into the mausoleum. If the commander fails the test..."

The general smiled and looked at the direction where Yan Shixun disappeared, and laughed softly: "The commander is good at everything, but he always cares too much about the lady's feelings and is unwilling to let the lady feel uncomfortable at all - of course, this is a good thing."

'The only problem is that the commander cares too much about his wife and is afraid that she will be hurt in the slightest, so she is always confused and unable to face her own feelings.'

The general shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "As subordinates, in addition to loyalty, we must also care about the lifelong affairs of our commander. Since the commander cannot pursue his wife, we can only help him."

The soldier opened his mouth in confusion, feeling that the issue of emotions was indeed profound. It was not something that a man like him, who had never experienced love until his death, could figure out.

The general smiled and glanced at the soldier, saying: "Don't worry, the commander will not blame us."

"How can chasing after a lady be called disobedience? This is called dedication."

The general spoke with confidence and with all his strength.

The soldiers next to him also nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, if I don't help the commander, I'm afraid my wife will be snatched away by another man."

"I'm getting anxious just looking at her. Can't you just rob her and take her to the bridal chamber? When I was a bandit, the whole mountain did the same thing. Although I've been recruited by the commander...but if the commander needs me, I have no choice but to rob her for Fengdu!"

"...Believe it or not, you will be killed by the commander before you even get a chance to snatch it. What do you mean by wife of a bandit leader? Times have changed a long time ago!"

"I think the way the King of Hell looks at my wife is very dangerous. It seems that I will have to help the commander guard against the King of Hell in the future."

"Alas, I joined the army a thousand years ago to have enough food to eat. No one told me at that time that I would also have to help the commander-in-chief to find a wife."

"However, Mr. Yan is indeed worthy of it. The commander has a good eye and is worthy of being the commander!"

The ghost's whispers were low and reverberating, echoing in the cave.

After being guided by the general, Yan Shixun walked steadily towards the depths of darkness.

He soon realized that this was indeed the right path.

The further you go in, the thinner the air becomes, and the greater the pressure becomes, almost suffocating.

The thick ghostly aura permeated every inch of the air, swirling between the stone walls and caves, silently refusing anyone to disturb the ghosts' sleep.

Yan Shixun couldn't help but have the illusion of suffocation, and his vision gradually became blurred.

But his steps did not deviate or retreat at all, and he kept moving closer to the place where Ye Li's bones were buried.

At that time, the villagers did not dare to alarm outsiders, for fear that their excessive actions would attract attention, causing the secret to be exposed and the peace of the soldiers to be disrupted.

But they still took out all their belongings to the best of their ability, even the coffin they had prepared for the elderly was taken out urgently for emergency use.

While walking, Yan Shixun passed by the now empty cave where the skeletons of 100,000 soldiers were placed. He also saw a few scattered coffins. He quickly combined them with the murals he had seen before and guessed the truth of a thousand years ago.

Those coffins were obviously not prepared for military generals. Not only were the wood and style different, but Yan Shixun also saw cranes, auspicious clouds, and large longevity characters on the coffins. It was obvious that there was a custom in the past to prepare coffins for the elderly in advance, and they were urgently requisitioned when the soldiers were buried.

The villagers tried their best, but the number of corpses was too great.

From every detail, Yan Shixun could clearly see how tall and majestic the image of Yeli was that was left in the hearts of the people.

There was a smile on his lips and his eyes were gentle. Even though the thin air made his lungs hurt as if they were exploding due to lack of oxygen, he didn't care.

All I think about is Ye and Li.

Fortunately, in this small darkness, he does not need to worry about the world and the people. All he cares about and worries about is Ye Li.

Even though it was dangerous, this was a rare world where he and Ye Li could be alone.

Every step we take brings us closer to Yeli.

——He was passing through death, step by step towards his lover.

This realization made Yan Shixun's heart beat rapidly.

He didn't know if it was a side effect of lack of oxygen, but he actually felt his cheeks and ears starting to get hot.

If someone could see Yan Shixun in the darkness, they would definitely be surprised that the irritable and cold-blooded exorcist would actually have such a blushing face.

Yan Shixun's already handsome face was tinged with pink, and even the corners of his eyes were a little red. His eyes were full of light, and he was so beautiful.

It’s a pity that no one saw this scene.

Even Yeli.

Yan Shixun's pace gradually slowed down. The resistance in front of him became stronger and stronger, like a mountain blocking him. Every step he took was like pushing the mountain forward.

Such a weight caused Yan Shixun to quickly consume his strength and become exhausted.

But he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't stop.

You can't stop for even a single step.

This is the majesty from ghosts and gods, and the authority they hold. In protecting the common people, no one is allowed to approach the bones of ghosts and gods to cause chaos in the human world.

The only way for Yan Shixun to get close to the bones of Ye Li at the burial site was to rely on strong enough willpower, grit his teeth and hold on, so that the ghosts and gods and the heaven and earth could see his determination and magnanimity.

He had no selfish motives and entered the burial ground not because he wanted to disturb the peace of the world.

Instead, being open and honest is only for all living things.

——If even he himself is shaken, who can help him and prove his determination?

Even if you walk slowly, you can't even lift your Martin boots off the ground. You have to move towards Yeli inch by inch. You must not stop and you must not retreat.

Yan Shixun clenched his teeth, his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, but his eyes became more determined and sharp, like a blade that was sharp enough to cut through the darkness and all obstacles.

Huff, huff…

Heavy breathing will quickly result in your throat being worn out by your own breathing.

The lungs hurt as if they were exploding, and even the internal organs in the abdomen were squeezed and in severe pain.

Yan Shixun's throat was full of blood foam, and his breath was filled with the smell of his own blood. His muscles were trembling physiologically under the severe pain. The only thing that could support him was his spirit that refused to fall and his strong will that could overturn the world.

The heaven and earth looked down and asked, why did you come here, and whether you have ever thought about the consequences of your choice.

All living things were laughing and crying, and scenes from the past passed by Yan Shixun's eyes.

Xi Shuang's bright eyes were smiling with tears in them, Jiang Yanran finally smiled brightly again, and Lin Ting sighed and looked back with tears in her eyes at the land where she once stood firm for her career...

All the ghosts that refuse to leave with resentment, all the souls that want justice after death.

There are also those ordinary people who laugh and live happily, their bustling ordinary daily life, the plain happiness of three meals a day...

Noisy sounds and chaotic scenes flashed through Yan Shixun's mind and eventually mixed into one, making him unable to tell who was who for a moment.

As he traveled, he gradually forgot the names, voices, and smiles of those people who had once bowed to him in tears and expressed their gratitude.

He couldn't even tell whether those were his own fantasies or things he had actually experienced.

But Yan Shixun was still determined on only one thing, that was -

Never retreat!

This oppressive weight is the weight of all living beings in the world, and those lives are exactly what he wants to protect.

If he retreats or hesitates, he will fail to live up to the weight he has carried on his shoulders.

Yan Shixun knew very well that after Li Chengyun's death, he had to take charge of everything on his own. No matter how difficult the task was, he had to stand in front of everyone and handle it all by himself.

Even if the sky falls, he will hold on.

No, stop...

Cold sweat flowed down Yan Shixun's forehead and fell into his eyes, bringing a stinging pain.

Under the oppression of severe pain and suffocation, Yan Shixun could no longer see clearly what was in front of him. There was only a mixture of swaying darkness and light, flickering in his vision.

Even the movements of his feet had begun to become mechanical, and only willpower was left to support this body, which had reached its limit, and prevent it from falling down.

Ye, Li...

And in a trance, Yan Shixun seemed to see the figure he was worried about, standing not far from him, with his arms open and smiling at him.

As if waiting for him to throw herself into his arms.

Yan Shixun began to wonder if he was hallucinating due to exhaustion.

He raised his arms with difficulty and rubbed his eyes, trying to make his vision clear again.

When he looked up again, he found that Ye Li's figure was indeed his illusion.

But the other one is not.

A pure black coffin was placed on a stone platform not far from him.

The heavy coffin was nailed shut and placed solemnly and respectfully in the deepest part of the cave, not wanting anyone to find it.

Before Yan Shixun went forward to check, he had already sensed from the familiar instinct in his soul that this was the coffin containing Ye Li's corpse.

finally……

The long eyelashes trembled and a drop of sweat fell.

Yan Shixun laughed softly.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to move his legs, which were so sore that they had lost their sense of existence, to speed up his pace towards the coffin.

His lover was waiting for him there.

Yan Shixun's slender palm fell on the coffin.

At that moment, a force with a slightly cool breath suddenly rushed from the coffin to Yan Shixun, quickly filling his empty meridians, replacing the strength he had previously consumed, and continuing to support his body.

Yan Shixun could feel that his body, which had just been exhausted and in great pain, was quickly soothed. The slightly cool air made him feel as if he had walked into an air-conditioned room on a hot summer day. It instantly made him feel comfortable, and even his frowning brows slowly relaxed.

The familiar breath made Yan Shixun know that it was Ye Li who was giving him the power.

This person... Even though it's just a skeleton in a coffin, he is so careful?

Yan Shixun couldn't help but be moved and chuckled, with love that could not be concealed in his eyes.

That power seemed to flow not only through his meridians, but also into his heart.

He leaned against the coffin to rest for a while, then immediately straightened his expression, stood up straight and looked at the coffin carefully.

Yan Shixun formed seals with his slender fingers flexibly, and then the long nails on the four corners of the coffin flew up automatically and fell to the ground.

The coffin lid loosened.

He placed his hands on the coffin lid, took a deep breath and prepared himself. His eyes instantly became sharp, and with a sudden force, the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open.

“Squeak, snap…”

The coffin, which had not been opened for a thousand years, slowly opened in front of Yan Shixun.

The skeleton of Ye Li slowly appeared before Yan Shixun's eyes.

His eyes slowly widened.

Lying in the coffin was not a pile of dry bones as he had imagined, but a handsome and resolute general. Even after a thousand years, there was still no sign of decay.

Even the general's armor was still cold and sharp.

It seemed as if he would open his eyes at any moment, sit up from the coffin again, go to the battlefield again, and fight for the people and the world.

Just as Yan Shixun was holding the coffin in a daze, a slightly cool breath slowly approached him from behind.

Strong arms wrapped around Yan Shixun's thin waist, his solid chest hit Yan Shixun's back, and a gentle laugh sounded softly.

"Shi Xun."

He tightened his arms and hugged his lover tightly.