Chapter 71 The First-Class Tomb

"Um... shall we go to Yipinfen?" Qing'er awkwardly touched her nose.

Li Lianhua looked at her in confusion. "The First-Class Tomb?" He had heard that many people were looking for this First-Class Tomb.

Seeing his puzzled look, Qing'er was momentarily distracted and realized she had forgotten to tell him. Feeling a little guilty, she said, "Yipin Tomb is your family's ancestral tomb." Then she explained the origin of Yipin Tomb.

As Li Lianhua listened to Qing'er's account, he understood somewhat; it turned out that this first-class tomb was indeed his family's ancestral tomb.

As soon as Qing'er took out the flying vehicle, Li Lianhua calmly said, "Qing'er, don't we need to ride this? Wouldn't it be faster like before?"

Qing'er didn't need to guess; she knew his little scheme, but she didn't expose him. Silently, she put away the flying vehicle, grabbed his hand, and in a flash, they arrived inside the First-Class Tomb.

After Qing'er let go, he pouted and wondered why she wouldn't hug him anymore.

Qing'er ignored him and looked at the coffin beside her. With a wave of her hand, the coffin lid opened, revealing two corpses inside. One of the female corpses was so lifelike that, if it weren't for the lack of buoyancy in her chest, one would have thought she was just asleep.

Li Lianhua also went over to look, "Why hasn't this corpse decomposed yet?"

Qing'er said calmly, "Because of the Asura Grass, Guanyin's tears were also in her mouth."

Li Lianhua suddenly realized that the Shura Grass was one of the three great secret techniques of Nan Yin, Guanyin's Weeping, which he had also heard of. It could enhance internal energy, but he never expected it to be in this person's mouth—cough, in his ancestor's mouth. He looked at a small cauldron next to the corpse, then took it out and examined it, saying, "Is this the Karmic Fire Child Gu?"

Qing'er nodded. "The mother insect is in the palace. We could have just gone and destroyed her, and then the offspring would be useless. But since this is your family's ancestral graveyard, we brought you here to pay our respects and set up a formation to prevent anyone from disturbing them."

Looking at Qing'er, who was always thinking of him, Li Lianhua felt a warmth in his heart. "Thank you, Qing'er."

Qing'er smiled, waved her hand, and a pile of offerings appeared. She said jokingly, "Come on, burn some money for your ancestors. No one has burned money for them for so long. They probably don't have money to eat down there."

Li Lianhua shook his head with amusement. His ancestors had been dead for so long; perhaps they had already been reincarnated. Thinking this, he still went upstairs, arranged the items, and began the worship.

While bowing to him, he muttered in his heart, "Ancestors, if you haven't been reincarnated yet, please bless me so that I can win over Qing'er soon. I'll invite you to my wedding feast then."

As for the gold and silver treasures here, the great-grandson will take them away later. Your great-grandson is too poor, so consider these as a betrothal gift for Miss Qing'er.

Besides, you won't be able to spend the money if I leave it for you. I'll burn more for you now so you can spend it and have a good time eating and drinking down there. If it's not enough, come back to me in a dream and I'll burn more for you.

Qing'er, who was standing next to him, watched him kneeling in worship so devoutly, but did not disturb him. Instead, she curiously looked around at the surrounding environment.

An ancient aura permeated the tomb chamber. She looked around and saw that the entire chamber was filled with gold and silver treasures! The glittering jewels, the dazzling jade, and the mountains of gold were dazzling to the eye.

Qing'er couldn't help but sigh, no wonder so many people wanted to find this place. Every single item here was priceless, enough to make someone rich overnight.

Qing'er, lost in her admiration, had no idea what the devoted son kneeling before her was thinking. If she had known, she would have understood why he was bowing so earnestly.