Chapter 45 Aww! It's Master! He jumped into Hengqi with a "bang"...
Lou Yan calmed himself down, stared at the skeleton in the coffin, and gritted his teeth, thinking that he would definitely tear this female demon to pieces before he could feel relieved.
He bent down to pick up the dagger that had fallen to the ground, but as he raised his hand, he suddenly sighed and threw the dagger back down.
He still remembered what Heng Qichun had said back then.
Rouge Skulls are formed from the resentment of women who were buried alive with the emperor. Emperors and nobles of all dynasties can be reincarnated, but women who were buried alive with the emperor cannot.
They are often trapped in a narrow coffin, unable to escape for hundreds or even thousands of years.
The rouge-colored skull he encountered back then seemed to have escaped after the tomb of a certain king or nobleman was excavated.
That's enough.
He looked again at the female corpse lying under the spider web, and it seemed as if he could see her figure being forced to be buried alive with someone a thousand years ago.
Ultimately, it's all beyond our control.
Lou Yan picked up the dagger and put it back at his waist. He tried to move the skeleton, but as he bent down, he suddenly saw a flash before his eyes.
A blinding flash of light made him squint and close his eyes.
What followed was an indescribable feeling.
He felt as if he were in a scorching sea of fire, with every pore on his body forced open and sweat pouring out uncontrollably, soon soaking him completely, his clothes clinging tightly to his skin.
Lou Yan stretched his neck to catch his breath, but when he looked up, he felt the joints at the back of his neck "click" twice. Then, like a stone thrown into still water, a thousand waves were stirred up. After that sound, all the bones in his body almost twisted and rattled, making a series of sounds that made one's hair stand on end.
This is a feeling that only comes with human form!
Lou Yan reluctantly turned her head to look behind her and saw the fluffy gray wolf tail peeking out from between her robes. The hairs on the tail stood on end, clearly a sign of extreme discomfort.
He spat angrily—the thing that had just shone on him was probably the Qin Mirror, which struck fear into the hearts of all demons.
Lou Yan always liked to respond to every move. Now that he had been spotted, he simply lowered his guard and looked toward the spot in the coffin where the cold light was emanating.
The woman's skeleton had been moved to a supine position, revealing a section of the coffin wall to her right, covered in a dense spiderweb. Through the octagonal gaps, a corner of an ancient mirror, resembling glass, peeked out.
It was different from the mirror he had seen in the Eighteen Realms.
Mirrors in the human world are all bronze, but the mirror under this skeleton is crystal clear, still gleaming with a cold, glassy light even in the dimly lit tomb.
This must be the "Qin Mirror" that Xuanwu mentioned.
Lou Yan stared at the petite skeleton, a sudden chill running through her.
He finally understood why all the demons that infiltrated the Yi Emperor's Mausoleum inevitably reverted to their original forms.
The stone coffin did not contain the body of Emperor Yi, but rather the body of an innocent woman who was forcibly placed inside by the court officials at the time. Therefore, the Qin mirror was most likely placed inside as part of the woman's dowry.
However, the royal family and common people were unaware of the ancient artifact, let alone that this mirror had the power to reveal the true form of demons.
So much so that a thousand years later, tomb raiders unearthed this imperial mausoleum, and the ghostly aura within attracted a large number of demons, which were then inadvertently revealed in their true forms.
This was simply unavoidable.
The burning sensation in his body seemed to have eased somewhat, and Lou Yan felt weak all over, only wanting to get out as soon as possible—if he waited any longer and really turned back into his original form, he would likely be devoured by the other monsters inside.
He turned and ran a few steps, immediately smelling a strong scent of pollen.
Pollen smell?
Lou Yan frowned, immediately stopped on the spot, and sniffed even more carefully, his nose twitching.
He sensed a familiar scent, a blend of pollen and fresh herbs, as if he had smelled it somewhere not long ago.
That shouldn't be the case. This is the tomb of the Yi Emperor, a place where not a blade of grass grows. There shouldn't be any flowers or plants here.
A thought flashed through Lou Yan's mind like lightning, and he instinctively took a step back. Before he could even turn his head, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
Aww!
He grinned and turned his head to look, his gaze meeting that of the fledgling bird frantically flapping its wings in mid-air.
It had bluish-gray feathers, a pair of shiny black eyes, and the hard beak that had just poked the back of his head.
Lou Yan unconsciously let out a threatening sound—it was a Northern Grey Flycatcher.
It is a bird that is quite common in the mountains and fields. When he was a wolf in the mountains, he often hunted alone and ate this bird.
Who would have thought that fortune would turn around like this? Now he's been pecked on the head by this bird, and it's a fledgling at that!
Lou Yan had already made up his mind to make sure that the ungrateful Northern Grey Flycatcher would not return. He silently gathered a burst of spiritual power in his dantian, intending to use the "Wind-Stabilizing Technique" that Heng Qichun had taught him.
"Certainly!"
The fledgling was still flapping its wings recklessly, even planning to slap Lou Yan on the back of the head again.
Lou Yan was surprised to feel his spiritual power returning steadily to his dantian, indicating that the "Wind-Stabilizing Technique" was definitely useless.
How could this be?
The arrogant grey flycatcher chick was still flapping its wings frantically, circling around Lou Yan's head.
Just as Lou Yan was pondering whether it would be too bloody and cruel to bite the little bird to death like he did when he was a child, a huge flapping sound swept from behind him.
Lou Yan felt a chill run down his spine and turned around in terror. He saw dark shadows moving in the dark hole behind him, followed by hundreds and thousands of grey flycatchers flying towards him.
Awooo!!
Lou Yan was afraid they would peck his head, so his first reaction was to yell and run away. As he turned his body, an even stronger smell of pollen suddenly rushed into his nostrils.
It's the scent emanating from these Northern Grey Flycatchers.
But that's not right.
As far as he knew, the Northern Grey Flycatcher fed on insects and berries, so why would it eat flowers and plants?
Could it be that they stayed in the tomb of the Yi Emperor for too long, and thus became so hungry that they would eat anything?
Thinking this, he couldn't help but look up at the flock of birds circling overhead.
Each one was dark and colorless, flapping its wings faster and faster, as if it would devour him, the only human, if it waited any longer.
Lou Yan pretended to step back and, sure enough, saw their eyes, which were glowing with a red, eerie light.
—This is a group of Northern Grey Flycatchers that have already been demonized!
Amidst the particularly pungent pollen fumes surrounding his nose, Lou Yan finally recalled the missing butterfly spirit's corpse on Vermilion Bird Peak.
So they ate it!
No wonder the Chongming bird has been so secretive about this matter.
They are both birds and beasts; the Northern Grey Flycatcher is clearly one of its kind!
Even gods have their biases.
Lou Yan quickly figured out the cause and effect, and realized that he should not stay here for long. He had just been seen by Qin Jing, and he might turn back into his original form at any time.
We must get out before then.
The grey flycatchers sensed his attempt to escape and suddenly surged forward as he lifted his leg, a dark mass of them, their momentum like that of wild beasts in the mountains, sweeping in like a tidal wave.
"Awooo!!!"
Lou Yan hurriedly raised his hand to block, and then saw his two furry front paws.
? ? ?
Who can escape the wrath of Heaven?
Nobody told him he could transform into human form so quickly!
A male bird came screeching and pecked at his eyes. Lou Yan didn't care about his wolf-like appearance at that moment. In the next instant, he put his front paws down and arched his back to dodge the attack.
With his robes and shoes scattered, Lou Yan let out a long breath the moment his claws truly touched the ground.
Many years ago, he cultivated into a human under Heng Qichun's tutelage, and later, in front of everyone in the immortal sect, Heng Qichun accepted him as a disciple. Since then, he has always presented himself as a human. Even after Heng Qichun exposed his wolfish tail with a single sword strike and forced him to fall into the demonic path, he always avoided admitting in front of others that he was a wolf.
Including the two hundred years after his death in his previous life when his soul had nowhere to go, he has not returned to his original form for many years.
This feeling is... quite nostalgic.
The male bird hovered not far from Lou Yan, scrutinizing him with its demonic eyes. It probably couldn't understand why this wolf, about to be devoured by the flock of birds, would still wear such a bewildered, half-smiling expression.
Do you feel like you died too easily?
Lou Yan's body smelled of mixed odors.
It possesses the immortal energy it acquired from the immortal sect, the faint ghostly energy it absorbed from Xuanwu Lake, and now it also has a trace of the demonic energy unique to the demon wolf, which has already aroused the restlessness of the flock of birds.
Thousands of grey flycatchers flapped their wings frequently, creating a huge commotion in an instant, and it looked like they were about to peck at Louyan's eyes.
Lou Yan opened his mouth and bit wildly, successfully killing the most arrogant male bird with a single blow. He spat out the gray feathers in his mouth and darted back into the tunnel he had come from.
After taking only two steps, they turned back.
The wolf cub is of medium size, with dark gray fur all over its body. When in a defensive stance, its fur stands on end, each hair resembling a stiff, sharp needle, densely packed on its back.
A pair of wolf eyes gleamed like obsidian in the pitch-black environment. Unlike the lone wolf in the mountains, those eyes, though unruly, also revealed a hint of eccentric cuteness.
He grinned, revealing a pair of sharp canines, and let out a long howl towards the endless tunnel: "Awooo..."
Move aside!
The red fox, bruised and battered from the fall, leaned against the wall of the passageway, completely blocking Lou Yan's path.
They laughed gleefully, asking him, "If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? I never imagined you, Immortal Lord, were a demon wolf! Hahahaha!"
With birds behind him and a vicious fox in front, and his own spiritual power constrained by the wolf's body, Lou Yan was clearly forced into a dilemma.
He tried to use his spiritual power, but it was to no avail.
Having used spiritual power for over two hundred years, he had long forgotten how to use wolf claws and teeth to attack others.
As the red fox in front of him swung its tail and pounced on him, Lou Yan closed his eyes with a face full of resentment.
In my previous life, I slaughtered countless immortals, but in this life, I am to die at the hands of you lowly demons. I wonder...
His thoughts drifted far away, and he wondered for no reason whether Heng Qichun would shed a tear of sorrow if he saw my remains.
Certainly not.
Lou Yan gave a bitter laugh.
Even though they haven't reached the point of having to die together in this life, Heng Qichun is such a cold-hearted person that even if I died a thousand or ten thousand times, it wouldn't stir the slightest ripple in his heart.
He rarely wanted to close his eyes and wait for death, but the excruciating pain he imagined did not come.
Lou Yan heard a fox's cry of pain, and with a slight twitch of his nose, he opened his eyes in alarm, meeting the clear light in the passageway.
The deity wore a wide robe with flowing sleeves, and his whole body was radiant with a clear lotus light. His white hair was half tied up, with the other half casually draped over his back, like a waterfall of snow covering a distant mountain.
A rich lotus fragrance wafted from his robe sleeves. The red fox, subdued by him in one move, lay on its back on the ground, crying out in pain.
The wolf cub's bristling fur instantly smoothed out, and looking at the person standing in front of him, he couldn't help but let out a sharp cry: "Awooo!!"
Master!!
In her desperation, Lou Yan squeezed out two tears, and with a sudden burst of strength from her hind legs, she jumped into Heng Qichun's arms with a "bang".
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Author's Note: [Starry eyes][Starry eyes][Starry eyes]
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