"Is it that genius from the Feng family?"
Jia Xitong instantly recalled the legend that Xu Da and Xu Er had mentioned.
"uncertain."
Shang Yanting shook his head.
"According to them, that genius from the Feng family killed everyone in the main branch, and all the clan members are dead. Who will build a tomb for him?"
"Whose tomb is this?"
"I don't know. But judging from the scale of this tomb, the person who buried it must have been of high status."
oh!
Upon hearing this, Jia Xitong nodded in agreement and then took out a magical artifact that she had found before.
The Eight-Turn Treasure Hunting Disc began to glow faintly the moment it was taken out, and a small red dot kept flashing above the disc.
"Dear host, there really is a treasure!"
She handed the treasure-hunting tray to Shang Yanting.
Upon seeing the treasure plate that Jia Xitong had taken out for the first time, Shang Yanting was stunned for a moment. "How did you get this?"
"I found it."
Jia Xitong pointed to the contents above, "Host, please take a look first. What does this red dot represent?"
Although there is a treasure plate, the orientation looks particularly psychedelic.
Shang Yanting, who was initially wondering where he had found the compass, took it.
Just then, they heard a clicking sound behind them.
Upon hearing this voice, Jia Xitong raised her head from the compass. "Dear host, why do I feel a chill down my spine?"
Shang Yanting looked at the particularly timid raccoon, then glanced behind him, "It's probably because those skeletons moved."
hiss!
She's actually quite brave, but she's terrified of these ghostly things!
"Just a puppet skeleton."
This perfectly solved the problem of how to prevent Deng Wen and his men from getting in after they regained consciousness.
Shang Yanting grabbed Jia Xitong, transformed into a dragon, and soared into the air, causing the puppet skeletons below to miss their target. Passing through the crowded passageway overhead, they went up another level and arrived at the second tomb chamber.
Inside were still bones.
Twelve skeletons were arranged in a circle, each with its leg bones folded, in a kneeling posture. Their heads were raised, staring intently at the ceiling of the tomb.
Is there something on top of it?
Jia Xitong flapped her wings and flew up, during which she seemed to touch some kind of thread. Above her head, numerous tiny holes appeared. With a few whooshing sounds, bamboo arrows shot out from them.
Jia Xitong quickly folded her wings and rolled to the ground.
The blackened bamboo arrows were hidden by her fur, causing her no pain or itch. It was at times like these that the value of her body hair was truly revealed.
Once she was sure there were no bamboo arrows, she flew up again.
There was no further path upwards, and there were no signs of excavation on the mountainside.
However, under the illumination of the Light Talisman, a clear, neat crack was visible on it. The Eight-Turn Treasure Hunting Disc in his hand also lit up completely, "Dear host, there's something inside!"
Upon hearing the sound, Shang Yanting flew up and began to feel along the gap with his fingers.
Then, he pulled at something.
*Sizzle*—*Click-click-click*
The rusty grinding of machinery echoed from above, and the tomb ceiling began to sink. A square stone coffin descended from the top of the tomb, held up by sixteen iron chains, suspended above the skeleton.
The stone coffin was covered with a cloth, which had faded and rotted over time.
Shang Yanting flew onto the coffin and threw down the piece of cloth.
He gathered spiritual energy in his hands and suddenly opened the sealed coffin.
A strange medicinal fragrance wafted out the moment the coffin was opened, and Shang Yanting immediately held his breath upon smelling it.
Jia Xitong wasn't afraid of the medicine; she flew into the air and looked into the coffin.
The corpse inside was already decomposed, but his red robes were bright and eye-catching. The dragons and phoenixes embroidered with gold and silver threads faded rapidly within half a minute of the coffin being opened, becoming tattered and worn.
"Is this the owner of the tomb?"
"I guess so."
Shang Yanting rolled over and landed, searching for useful burial items inside the coffin.
Apart from the corpse, the place was completely empty.
Jia Xitong looked at the Eight-Turn Treasure Hunting Disc in her hand, the light on it still pointing to the top of her head, "Host, there seems to be something else on it?"
She placed the light charm on her forehead, and using the light, she scratched at the soil above with her claws.
Inserting the soft soil, I quickly touched something hard. Peeling off a piece of soil, I found a golden, hard stone inside that was still reflecting light.
The Golden Peak?
She turned around, about to speak to Shang Yanting, when suddenly a dazzling light emanated from beneath the twelve skeletons.
Another formation?
not good!
Shang Yanting frowned and reached out to grab Jia Xitong.
Too late.
Jia Xitong felt his soul being forcefully pulled out, and Shang Yanting followed suit, also being affected.
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Five hundred years ago
The Puppet Clan, a powerful and unique ethnic group in the Gengbo Kingdom, is a powerful and unique clan.
today
The Feng family mansion was decorated with gongs and drums, lanterns and colorful decorations, and guests gathered in one hall, all because of the wedding of Feng Shijie, the eldest grandson of the Feng family.
New house
The woman, dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, held an apple in her hand and stared blankly at the tips of her shoes.
Who is she again?
Does she remember that she wasn't digging a grave?
Just as her mind was in a state of confusion, trying to figure out what she was doing, a middle-aged woman wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket with a large red flower in her hair and mandarin ducks playing in the water entered.
"Oh my bride, why did you lift your veil?"
"Grandma Ruan Tong, please be good."
Ruan Tong?
Related memories flooded back to her like a stream.
She remembered.
Her name was Ran Ruan Tong, and she was the legitimate daughter of a moderately wealthy family. She was born with the love and care of her parents, who also found her a good marriage.
Today is her wedding day, and she has just entered the Feng family. According to custom, her husband, Feng Shijie, should have already come to lift her veil.
But she never saw him.
She wanted to go out and see the world, which is why this whole thing happened.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to take a look..."
Ran Ruantong bit her lip, wanting to explain, but the old nanny was only concerned with putting the veil back on her. "Young lady, please don't lift the veil again. It's bad luck. Your husband's family will be unhappy if they see it later."
The old nanny repeatedly warned her against it.
She didn't go out until the people outside urged her.
The introverted and obedient Ran Ruantong stayed obediently in the room until the guests left and it was past midnight, but the groom still hadn't arrived!
When no one knocked, she finally couldn't resist and did the boldest thing she had ever done—climbed out the window.
The vast fiefdom
Ran Ruantong didn't know where to look for someone.
Looking at the red ribbons and lanterns around her, she could only rely on her senses to run towards the brightest spot.
It's getting colder outside.
The pampered young lady kicked off her embroidered shoes in the cold wind, messed up her hair, and finally saw a man in a red robe, bent over carving a wooden puppet, in a pavilion full of lanterns.
On his wedding night, he actually abandoned himself to carve wooden puppets here.
This is truly, truly...
Her upbringing prevented her from easily getting angry. She simply stomped her foot and called out to him, both angrily and softly, "Husband, what are you doing!"
——
The first thing Feng Heyuan saw when he saw her was her bare feet, standing under the lantern, looking both angry and timid.
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