Let’s go back to the afternoon when Zhao Rong stopped at a back hall and dropped a sword and a map written in blood in front of the eighteen poor concubines.

"Wait a minute... No matter what happens outside, don't open the door..."

“…”

"Bang--!"

In the imperial mausoleum's underground palace, the stone door of the rear hall fell heavily at this moment.

Completely blocking the back of a one-armed Confucian scholar who resolutely turned around to confront the Jindan realm old monster.

The voice of his instructions before he left seemed to still echo in the empty back hall.

The seventeen masked young women kneeling in the hall withdrew their gazes from the closed stone door, and then simultaneously shifted their sights to the tall masked woman in front of the door who seemed to be the leader.

The latter did not speak, but turned his back to the crowd as if he was thinking about something.

So no one in the hall spoke.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop.

The tall masked woman was silent for a while, but in the end, she did not choose to open the stone door and chase after the embarrassed one-armed scholar.

She held the sword, white jade and sachet in her hands. She first lowered her head and looked at the blood letter at her feet.

Then he turned his body to the side, allowing the light from the luminous pearl above his head to shine more on the blood letter.

The tall masked woman lowered her head and studied it for a moment.

On the blood letter, there is a very detailed map of the imperial tomb.

There were also powerful bloody words written at the corresponding locations on the map... For some reason, the two bloody fingers of the man writing on the ground just now flashed through her mind again.

The woman quickly came back to her senses, her eyes regained focus, and she continued to look at the map written in blood.

It details the specific mechanisms at specific locations... In addition, there are also various brief descriptions to help them escape from the imperial tomb...

It can be said to be simple and easy to understand.

But the tall masked woman's gaze instantly passed over all this and moved downwards.

On the other side of the blood letter, the one-armed scholar "wrote" two ways to survive:

One option is to wait here quietly. Maybe... someone will come to this imperial mausoleum to rescue them in the end. Maybe those people don't even know they are here, but they will save them.

Another way to survive is to wait until several hours later, during the specific period in the early morning when the imperial mausoleum's mechanisms can be activated. When there is no movement outside, they can take the initiative to walk out and escape according to the map.

But all this is based on the premise that... they can survive the next hour after he leaves.

So no matter what noise comes from outside, they should not come out or make any noise...

The above is the brief meaning of most of the content left by the man in the blood letter.

And that's besides the point.

At the end of this blood letter.

He also had a small request.

If they could get out alive, if they had the chance, if they had the ability to leave Dali and travel thousands of miles, the one-armed Confucian scholar begged them to help deliver the white jade tablet and the small sachet to Duyou City on the coast of the North Sea.

To the two girls in Taiqing Mansion in East City...

"Zhao Lingfei...Su Xiaoxiao...are these the two girls you like the most...well, is that also the reason why you chose to stay in this lonely city at the end of the world instead of traveling far away with me to see interesting scenery? Master Zhao?"

Luo Xiu took off the white veil that was covering her face.

While talking to herself, she glanced at the white jade and sachet in her hands.

"Sister Xiu'er."

Among the crowd of "concubines" at the back of the palace, the little girl whose figure seemed to be underdeveloped called out affectionately.

The little girl stood up and walked in front of Luo Xiu, looking at the stone door with curiosity, and said crisply: "The young man just now...seemed a little familiar."

Luo Xiu glanced at Xiaoyu without saying anything and handed the sword in her hand to her.

Luo Xiu bent down, picked up the blood letter on the ground, put it into her sleeve, and didn't look at it again.

Because she might be more familiar with the layout and secrets of this imperial mausoleum than the mausoleum craftsmen who drew the map for Zhao Rong...

After freeing her hands, Luo Xiu carefully looked at the white jade plaque and the small sachet in her hands.

The white jade is scalding hot, as if it has a spirit and is reluctant to leave its owner.

There is half a line of poetry engraved on the jade.

It should come from a pair of jade pendants of love, which is a bit like the custom in Nanxiaoyaozhou. The other one should be with a woman far away.

Luo Xiu pursed her lips and looked at the exquisitely crafted sachet. It was obvious that it must have been woven stitch by stitch by some infatuated girl...

On the side, Xiaoyu took Wen Jian with both hands and looked down.

Then she couldn't help but look at Sister Xiu'er, who seemed to be hesitating whether to open the sachet and take a peek.

The little fish blinked.

She tilted her head and said, "Sister Xiu'er... Tell me, how did he find this place... How did this Mr. Zhao know we were here?"

Before, Xiaoyu was not sure whether it was that young man, but now seeing that Sister Xiuer, who used to be indifferent, is now more curious than a cat.

…

She was sure.

It must be the young master Zhao that my benefactor followed...

As if she had noticed the snickering look of this sensitive and clever little girl, Luo Xiu frowned and said in a somewhat unpleasant tone: "How should I know?"

As she spoke, she stopped what she was doing and did not continue to open the sachet to see what he had written for his beloved woman.

Luo Xiu casually threw the white jade plate and the small sachet to Xiaoyu.

The little girl took it in a panic, and asked in confusion: "Sister, what are you doing for me..."

Luo Xiu turned her head away and said calmly, "These two items may be related to the girl you want to repay. When you see her later, you can return them to her."

Xiaoyu immediately became obedient and did not ask “Well, why not you pay it back?”

The little girl smiled, revealing her missing front teeth. She put the two things away, thinking that if this was true, then when she met her benefactor named Zhao Qianer in the future, she would have a suitable topic to talk to.

For example, asking Zhao Qian'er, "Sister Benefactor, Sister Benefactor, are these small sachets and white jade pendants yours? They are the tokens of love between your young master and his beloved woman..."

I'm sure my benefactor sister must be very happy.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, her white teeth showing through her smile, but then she saw the white clothes on her body and the same clothes worn by the women around her.

The little girl's mood, like a barometer, suddenly became depressed.

Unfortunately, she was about to follow a nobleman with Sister Xiu'er and the others to a high and distant place...

Xiaoyu took out the pink snack handkerchief, wrapped the white jade card and the small sachet in it, and put it away carefully.

She looked at the stone gate, wondering if she would have the chance to meet her benefactor sister before leaving. Speaking of which... since this young master is here, her benefactor sister should be nearby too, right?

Xiaoyu perked up and turned to ask Sister Xiu'er, but the latter was also staring at the stone gate in a daze with a frown on her face.

"Sister Xiu'er."

It took Luo Xiu three breaths to come back to her senses, and she didn't look at the little girl.

"Let's go back." She put on her white veil again, turned around and took Xiaoyu back to her seat at the back of the hall. Then, she led the other masked women in white clothes to continue praying devoutly to Mingyue.

Silence returned to the hall again.

In fact, when Luo Xiu saw Zhao Rong barging in, her first reaction was the same as Xiaoyu's. She thought that Zhao Rong came to see her specifically.

But at that time she did not wonder why Zhao Rong knew she was here.

Because... she had already seen a man holding a sword.

Luo Xiu followed the nobleman's instructions and went to pick up the man with a sword who seemed to be called "Li Bai".

She recognized him, and the man recognized her, but the two of them kept silent along the way and didn't say a word to each other, as if they didn't know each other.

Then Luo Xiu took Li Bai to see the nobleman, and then returned here again.

She had actually guessed before whether Zhao Rong would come to see her, because he might know her whereabouts from Li Bai.

Therefore, Luo Xiu was a little distracted when she was praying before, but fortunately she was the leader, and the other women in white clothes listened to her and respected her, and no one noticed her absent-mindedness.

Thinking of the possible meeting, Luo Xiu couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she was sure that Mr. Zhao's expression must be very interesting.

She likes fun things.

But what she never expected was what happened next.

This Mr. Zhao did come, but... he seemed to be in a bad state, as if he was seriously injured and running for his life, and most importantly...

Zhao Rong did not recognize her and Xiaoyu.

So he didn't come here for the two of them. However, it was still unclear how Zhao Rong accidentally found them here...

However, it seemed that he still thought that they were the poor concubines trapped in the Dali Imperial Mausoleum... and he ran to rescue them while he was escaping in a hurry...

This is simply...

Luo Xiu was a little amused, but soon her smile faded away.

She recalled how Zhao Rong, who had just broken his arm and was seriously injured, knelt on the ground and carefully drew a map for them with great concentration.

There were also two bloody fingers writing on the blood letter.

"You just want to save some poor mortal women..." Luo Xiu murmured, staring at the silent stone gate in front of her, "Also, you told us not to go out... What kind of danger is it... Do you want to..."

Just as she was hesitating whether to disobey Zhao Rong's request and go out to help, the entire underground palace seemed to be hit by a giant beast and shook violently for several breaths!

Then in the distance came the sound of falling rocks, as if some tomb passages were blocked.

Then, before Luo Xiu could react, the majesty of a Jindan realm cultivator rushed here from the main hall of the underground palace like a tsunami!

The power is terrifying.

"Golden Core Realm...you..."

Luo Xiu clenched her slender hands, stood up suddenly, and uttered, "You are a Fuyao realm cultivator, and you want to fight against a Jindan realm cultivator alone!?"

The woman was panicked and speechless, but at this moment someone in the main hall far away could no longer answer her.