Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 808: Encountering Three Coffins at the Bottom of Yinglian Lake

The shadows of the evening rain are hazy, and the lingering love in my heart is like a dream.

By the Yinglian Lake, Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing stood in the evening rain. Shen Yichen held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and held Ouyang Zhiqing in the other. The two looked at Yinglian Lake in shock. The water level of Yinglian Lake was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What, what's going on?"

Ouyang Zhiqing originally wanted Shen Yichen to walk with her. She knew that the desire between the two of them was greater than love, and she wanted to cultivate feelings. Even though she knew that this love might not exist, she really longed for it in her heart!

Shen Yichen did not respond, but exclaimed in his sea of consciousness:

"Sister Qing, it seems that Hao Hai really exists!"

Shen Yichen thought of the underground river in the vast desert. Obviously, there was a similar underground river under the Jianying Holy City, otherwise the water level of Yinglian Lake would not have dropped so quickly!

"Langchen, what do you think is sealed in the vast sea? I'm afraid its status won't be lower than mine, right?"

Shen Yichen was stunned when he heard this, he understood what Sister Qing meant!

"Sister Qing, you won't ask me to open the seal and try my luck, right?"

"Hey, why don't you use your brain? Once Murong Ruoxi takes the Purple Jade Mystical Ring, the seal will naturally be unable to suppress it. It's only a matter of time before it is opened. If the sealed object inside is very powerful, maybe it can open the seal by itself!"

"I'm asking you a question. Why are you ignoring me?"

Ouyang Zhiqing turned her head and looked at Shen Yichen. All this was like a dream, a dream that she could wake up from at any time!

Shen Yichen smiled slightly!

"I, I don't know!"

Shen Yichen actually doesn't know how to get along with Ouyang Zhiqing. It seems that it is even more difficult to get along with her than with Gongsun Qingyu. Gongsun Qingyu is a person who dares to love and hate, while Ouyang Zhiqing is just the opposite. She is easily hurt and easily retreats. At the same time, she is also very sensitive and very afraid of losing!

It was not easy for Ouyang Zhiqing to take this step. If it weren't for Moyin Bingyuxiang, Ouyang Zhiqing might never fall in love in her entire life!

"Princess Qingshan, can you let me have him for a while?"

Ouyang Zhiqing was not stupid. It was obvious that Shen Yichen had been talking to Sister Qing in his sea of consciousness just now.

"Didn't I give in enough last night?"

After Sister Qing finished speaking, the three of them fell silent at the same time.

Ouyang Zhiqing and Shen Yichen's hearts were pounding, their faces were flushed, and they both clearly felt each other's bodies getting hot.

"Look, there's a grave in the lake!"

Shen Yichen found a reason to resolve the embarrassment among the three people!

"Do I need you to give me my place? Come and grab it if you can!"

After Ouyang Zhiqing finished speaking, she turned around and hugged Shen Yichen, closing her eyes and asking for a kiss. She was a little afraid to look at Shen Yichen. Ouyang Zhiqing herself couldn't stand her own behavior!

An oil-paper umbrella floats above the heads of two people. The two men and women who are in love embrace and kiss each other. Even if there is no love in their hearts, inner desires can also nourish love. Such love may be purer!

After a long time, in the sea of consciousness, Sister Qing shouted:

"Langchen, look, the painting saint has fallen in front of the grave. That grave should belong to Ouyang Xiangmin!"

Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing separated, with traces of blood on the corners of both their mouths. The two shy people looked at each other quietly, their faces blushing, their hearts beating fast, and their eyes full of affection!

In the sea of consciousness, Sister Qing asked with a smile:

"Love Spirit Blood, Langchen, is there any difference in taste?"

Shen Yichen responded shamelessly:

"It's different, it's really different!"

Shen Yichen first shifted his gaze and looked at the grave in Yinglian Lake.

The painting saint stood in front of the tomb, bowing and worshipping. There was a person kneeling in front of the tomb. Shen Yichen did not recognize him, but Ouyang Zhiqing did. She said softly:

"It's him. Is he related to Ouyang Xiangmin?"

The person kneeling was the coachman Luo Ke. It was the first time that Luo Ke showed up since they parted at Xijing Pass. Ouyang Zhiqing was somewhat surprised!

"Let's go over and take a look!"

Ouyang Zhiqing pulled Shen Yichen and flew directly to the lonely grave in the lake. The two landed not far from the grave and saw the words on the tombstone!

"Helian Xiaoquan's wife!"

Ouyang Zhiqing and Shen Yichen looked at each other, and it was obvious that neither of them knew who Helian Xiaoquan was.

The Painting Saint looked at the two people holding hands and revealed a mocking smile!

"How could Ruoxi fall in love with a promiscuous man like you? Since you can't afford Ruoxi's future, why do you want to occupy her present? Wasn't it enough that you hurt her in front of Yuyao Tower? On the wall of the Holy City, you stabbed her again, and now you are still talking about your own feelings. Have you ever thought about Ruoxi's feelings?"

Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing became very nervous when they heard this, but they did not loosen their hands.

"Maybe you are right. Heaven doesn't seem to have stipulated that a person can only love one person in his life. People who are too sentimental will hurt others. So will people who are infatuated with each other? Maybe the hurt will be even greater!"

The Painting Saint was not only mocking Shen Yichen, but also seemed to be mocking himself. He was a lovesick man, and his life was almost over, but he still didn't know whether his lovesickness was right or wrong. However, the result was obviously wrong, and the lonely grave beside him was proof of it!

"This is Ouyang Xiangmin's grave. If I had been able to give her some love back then, she might have died with a smile on her face. Boy, maybe you are on the right path. A woman who loves you will have no regrets when she dies!"

Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing were both confused. The Painting Saint was being inconsistent!

Then the painting saint said:

"Just live, love or not, let it be, it's ok to have no regrets, life and death are up to fate!"

After the Painting Saint finished speaking, he leaned against the tombstone and drank, not caring about Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing's reactions at all.

Luo Ke stood up and stood aside respectfully, his eyes never leaving the grave from beginning to end.

As the water level of the lake dropped, a grave was revealed on the other side of Yinglian Lake. Two people fell in front of the grave. Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing each knew one of them.

The person Shen Yichen knew was Ouyang Hanjiang, and the person Ouyang Zhiqing knew was Ouyang Hanyong. The two of them knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times respectfully.

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

"Sister Qing, these people are sick. They built a tomb in the lake!"

"You are the one who is sick. What's wrong with building a grave in a lake? If you don't understand, just shut up!"

Shen Yichen was completely confused, as he had no idea that the tomb of the royal family of the Demon Realm was underwater. Water is the source of all things, and being buried in water is also a manifestation of following the laws of nature!

The water level of Yinglian Lake was still decreasing, and the heavy rain turned into a drizzle. On a huge rock at the bottom of Yinglian Lake, there were three coffins, and there were two holes near the rock, one facing south and the other facing north.

Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing were stunned when they looked at the three coffins, because the coffin in the middle looked familiar to both of them.

Shen Yichen could tell at a glance that the coffin in the middle was the same as the coffin in the nameless villa, which was the coffin that Wangqiu discovered.

Ouyang Zhiqing saw the skull portrait outside the coffin, and the first person she thought of was the Five Bone-Bitter Elders of Xiangyu Villa.

Shen Yichen and Ouyang Zhiqing didn't know that they had both been to Xiangyu Villa, one before they met Yaoquan, and the other after they met Yaoquan.

On both sides of the skull sarcophagus are two different coffins, one is as black as ink but very shiny, and the other is a wooden coffin, but the material is extraordinary, even better than the other two coffins!

Luo Ke also saw it. He looked terrified and shook the Painting Saint's arm, pointing to the bottom of Yinglian Lake.

The painting saint was drinking, and he was obviously a little unhappy. Luo Ke had gone too far! But when he saw the coffin at the bottom of Yinglian Lake, he suddenly stood up and flew down, because that wooden coffin was made by him for Ouyang Xiangmin! Obviously, the hole at the bottom of the lake leads to this tomb.

When the Painting Saint came to the wooden coffin, he could tell at a glance that the coffin had been opened. The Painting Saint's brows were gloomy, his fists were clenched tightly, and he pushed open the wooden coffin with a ferocious look.

"Senior, no!"

Ouyang Zhiqing shouted too late.

Inside the wooden coffin, two palm winds hit the Saint of Painting, but they did not hurt him because he was prepared.

A skeleton flew out of the wooden coffin. After seeing the painting saint clearly, the skeleton actually spoke!

"Painting Saint? Senior, why are you here?"

Ouyang Zhiqing and Ouyang Hanyong exclaimed at the same time:

"Ouyang Qingcheng!"

Two people flew to the vicinity of the wooden coffin and surrounded the skeleton man Ouyang Qingcheng.

Ouyang Zhiqing wanted to kill him, and Ouyang Hanyong wanted to capture him, but neither of them acted rashly. Ouyang Zhiqing was afraid of the Five Bone-Bitter Elders, while Ouyang Hanyong was thinking that the person who rescued Ouyang Qingcheng must be here too!

The Painting Saint looked at the skeleton. He knew it was Ouyang Xiangmin's body. He said coldly:

"Leave her immediately, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"So what if you don't leave? Do you have the heart to destroy her?"

The sarcophagus in the middle floated under the skeleton, and Ouyang Zhiqing recognized it as the voice of the Five Bone-Bitter Elders.

The painting sage was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise:

"You, you are still alive!"

"You never imagined it, Helian Xiaoquan, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, right?"

The painting saint shook his head and said softly:

"Hey, the past is like smoke, why are you so persistent? Why do you bother Min'er?"

"Shut up! You are not worthy of mentioning Min'er's name. I am able to survive just to get Min'er's body. I want her to come back to life, even if it is just a skeleton. I will accompany her until the end of time. Do you see? My first step has been successful!"

The voices of the five elders of Gu Ku were full of resentment!

When everyone heard this, they knew that this was another past story full of love, hatred and vengeance.

The painting saint closed his eyes and thought, and after a moment, he shed two lines of tears.

"You go!"

Luo Ke flew in front of the Painting Saint and blocked his way. He didn’t want Ouyang Qingcheng to leave!

"Luo Ke, get out of the way. I already hurt Min Er when I was alive. I don't want to hurt her a second time!"

Luo Ke did not move aside, because that was his lady!

The painting saint actually flashed away, came to Shen Yichen's side, and said softly:

"See how hard it is to love someone? You fall in love with multiple women at the same time. Can you protect them from dying? Can you guarantee that others won't love them too deeply? If you can't give them happiness, if your inner love is not firm, it might not be a bad thing to let others love them!"

Shen Yichen fell into deep thought.

At the bottom of Yinglian Lake, Ouyang Zhiqing and the other two attacked the coffin and the white skeleton at the same time.

The Painting Saint did not seem worried because he knew that these three people could not destroy Ouyang Xiangmin's body.

Ouyang Hanjiang flew into another deep hole at the bottom of the lake alone. He suspected that the other coffin belonged to his mother. He came out soon and shouted:

"Second brother, our mother is in this coffin!"

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