My past life was a fan of all men

After a kiss, the ecstasy formation in front of him really collapsed in an instant.

But they didn't go back to the villa in the 21st century, but to a brand new place. The two of them walked in the dark underground passage, and they couldn't see their fingers.

"Where is this?" Mo Lang was stunned for a moment.

Wen Chang frowned slightly, he knelt down to look at the soil quality of the underground passage, and then looked towards the end of the passage with his power.

Wen Chang said: "This is a tomb passage."

Mo Lang: "..."

Mo Lang looked towards the end of the tomb passage with his heavenly eyes, but for some reason, his heavenly eyes could not see the scene inside the stone gate of the underground palace.

"I can't see it either." Wen Chang said seeing Mo Lang glance at him.

"Could it be that the person who set up the formation is in the underground palace?"

Mo Lang and Wen Chang met each other's eyes, they didn't speak, and then walked into the tomb passage, the deeper they walked, the colder the tomb passage became, as cold as in the extremely cold place.

Wen Chang said very considerately: "If you are cold, hold me tight, after all, your body at this time is a mortal body."

"No, it's not cold." Mo Lang said.

"Ah Choo—" Mo Lang.

Wenchang didn't make fun of Mo Lang, but directly stretched out his arms and hugged Mo Lang's shoulders tightly.

Mo Lang: "..."

The two came to the stone gate of the underground palace, and found that the red-crowned crane-like candlesticks on both sides of the stone gate of the underground palace were burning with blue candles. They both knew that the underground palace had a history of thousands of years without thinking about it.

It's just that this candle can last for a thousand years, which makes Mo Lang a little surprised.

The stone gate of this underground palace, as well as the stone pillars in front of the gate and the carvings on the walls are all very particular. I feel that the owner of the tomb should be a prince and general, and he should have been a person of great status in ancient times during his lifetime.

Mo Lang stretched out his slender white right hand to gently push open the stone door, and with a light touch, the stone door opened.

Yes, completely effortless.

Mo Lang: "..."

Mo Lang wanted to push it to see where the mechanism of the stone gate was, but he didn't expect to push it so casually, and the gate of the underground palace was pushed open.

The design of the stone gate of the underground palace does not match the exquisite murals in front of the gate, as well as the carved beams and painted buildings. Why does it feel that the owner of this tomb seems to have lost his identity? From ancient times to the present, how can the design of the gate of the underground palace in the cemetery of princes and generals be so tofu? !

"Be careful. Don't be careless." Wen Chang reached out and tugged on La Molang's sleeve.

"I know." Mo Lang nodded meaningfully.

Entering the underground palace, there is a bright white waterfall spring flying down a hundred meters in front of you. It is bright and bright, but it has the unique and unpleasant smell of mercury.

A hundred meters away from the waterfall, there are several bronze tripods overlapping in the form of stacked arhats. On top of the nine tripods, there is a plaque with four big characters written on it:

"Don't approach strangers"

Mo Lang walked over slowly, reached out to touch a bronze tripod in the center, and found a goldfish engraved on the tripod, he then looked at the other eight bronze tripods, and found that without exception, there was a goldfish carved on the tripod.

It is normal to find a bronze tripod in the cemetery. Generally, the bronze tripod will be engraved with inscriptions, or some life stories of the owner of the cemetery, instead of just a solitary goldfish.

Those who are fish can turn into dragons.

But there must be a dragon gate, so that the carp can fly and transform into a golden dragon.

Now it seems that this dragon gate is formed by the overlapping of nine tripods. Mo Lang and Wen Chang also noticed a stone gate hidden behind the nine tripods.

Thinking about it, the stone gate that opened with a single push was just a small railing in the small courtyard in front of the gate, and the real gate of the underground palace is the thick, strong and unbreakable stone gate behind Jiuding.

Mo Lang stepped forward and saw the scene of "Carp Leaping over the Dragon Gate" carved on the stone gate. It was as vivid as a carp wagging its tail and jumping in front of him.

"If you want to open this stone gate, it seems that you want to realize the 'carp jumping over the dragon's gate'." Wen Chang said thoughtfully.

"Well, it should be like this." Mo Lang responded lightly.

Looking around, if the carp wants to jump the dragon gate, then only the silver mercury in the spring in front of the cemetery gate will become running water, and the carp carved on the bronze tripod body will become a live fish. body.

While thinking about it, a rare fire unicorn flew down from the sky above the tomb, and flew behind Mo Lang and Wen Chang with lightning speed, and was about to breathe out a raging fire, burning Mo Lang and Wen Chang to their bones.

Wenchang realized that there were rare birds and animals haunting behind him. Before Huo Qilin spit out fire, he turned around and flew to Huo Qilin's body, sat down on Huo Qilin's back, and stretched out his hands to grab Huo Qilin's two antlers.

"Anyone who breaks into the 'Star Reaching Tomb' will die." Huo Qilin shouted angrily in the air.

Hearing the shout, Mo Lang turned around and saw that the Immortal Wenchang was taming the Fire Qilin. The moment Mo Lang saw the Fire Qilin, his eyes suddenly became gentle. He stretched out his right hand to wave to the Fire Qilin, and at the same time raised his lips With a smile on his face, he said, "Bao'er——"

The Fire Qilin was taken aback for a moment, it hadn't heard anyone call it like this for 1000 years, the last time it was called by its owner thousands of years ago when he stroked its fur.

Huo Qilin immediately turned over, threw Wenchang out, and ran towards the direction where Mo Lang was standing. He squatted on the ground and looked at Mo Lang without blinking.

"Why, don't you know me? I am..."

Before Mo Lang finished speaking, Huo Qilin ran up to Mo Lang with tears in his eyes, and buried his head deeply in Mo Lang's embrace emotionally.

"Master—" it shouted a little choked up.

"Be good! Be good, Bao'er!" Mo Lang stroked the dull hair on Huo Qilin's head very gently.

Wen Chang: "..." What's going on?

Mo Lang said: "Bao'er was a mount given to me by my master 1000 years ago. Because of the outbreak of the epidemic and the sudden death of Guo Yulei... when I died, I thought it went to the deep mountains. Practice or go back to the gym with the master."

"So whose tomb is this?" Wenchang said.

Mo Lang lowered his eyes and asked the same question.

"It's your tomb, master." Huo Qilin said.

Mo Lang: "..."

Wenchang: "..."

Until this moment, Mo Lang finally understood why he came to this thousand-year-old tomb after he and Wen Chang resolved the "Ecstasy Formation".

"Why?" Huo Qilin blinked and asked.

"Because you are here."

Fire Unicorn: ==

In fact, there is a reason why Mo Lang said "because there is a fire unicorn in it". The person who casts the magic array and wants to harm Mo Lang must not only have arranged a "ecstasy array", although she knows that the "ecstasy array" will enchant the mind and succeed. rate is almost [-]%.

but……

She also considered that Mo Lang himself is a Taoist, and he once broke the formation that she spent 10 years of Yangshou to arrange, which forced the people who set up the formation to set up another fire unicorn formation in a clever way. .

What the monsters in the formation never expected was that the Huo Qilin was actually Mo Lang's mount.

The fire unicorn flew to the stone gate behind the nine tripods, stretched out its paws and drew a picture of Yin and Yang and the Eight Diagrams on the door frame, and then a blue light projected on the nine bronze tripods, and nine swimming fish flew down from the tripods and came to the silver spring , At this time, mercury has also become a moat.

Nine carp swam to the top of the waterfall spring, over [-] meters, jumped towards the "Longmen" and successfully flew over the "Longmen".

The stone door opened automatically.

Entering the innermost floor of the underground palace, when Mo Lang and Xianjun Wenchang stepped into the innermost floor of the underground palace, the candles on both sides of the stone path lit up, and two green coffins came into view.

"Why are there two green coffins?" Wen Chang asked.

Mo Lang also frowned, and then said: "Could it be that there are two corpses buried in this underground palace?"

"I do not know either."

"Who spent money to build this underground palace?" Mo Lang continued to ask.

"He's a kid from a rich family." Huo Qilin said.

"What's your name?" Mo Lang continued to ask.

Xianjun Wenchang glanced back and forth at the layout of the underground palace, and said, "Don't ask it, it probably has forgotten everything that happened for thousands of years."

Mo Lang: "..."

Xianjun Wenchang walked up to the stone wall, and said, "Come and see these murals, maybe you will know who they are after reading them."

Mo Lang walked over to look, in the southeast of the green coffin, there were nine pieces of jade wall with faint light, on which several pictures were engraved.

Mo Lang looked at Yubi, his water-colored eyes sparkled, he already knew who spent money to build this underground palace.

It was the boy who competed with him for the Monkey King sugar man in "Liangcheng";

It was the boy with the hippie smile who said he would marry him as the tenth roommate;

It was the boy who shared porridge with him in the alley to help the refugees;

It was the man who Mo Lang went to drink with him under the moon and said that he wanted to marry Guo Yulei on that night when the university was flying.

Three years, as if yesterday.

The young man has become a mature and stable man. Mo Lang knows that the young man's family is rich and inexhaustible, but he never imagined that the young man actually built himself an underground palace...

"I remembered, that man in Tsing Yi spent all his property to build this tomb." Huo Qilin suddenly remembered, raised his head and said.

Mo Lang turned his head to look at Huo Qilin, his eyes seemed to be burning hotter.

"So the corpses of Mo Lang and that young man are buried in this tomb." Wen Chang said softly as he watched Mo Lang's tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

Mo Lang is now looking at the ninth mural. It is a white-haired old man under the plum tree, toasting to the moon. Although he is wearing a dark blue cloak, it still makes people feel lonely and lonely. .

After seeing the murals, Mo Lang quickly ran to the side of the green coffin. The green coffin was obviously specially treated. The top of the green coffin was not covered with a coffin lid, but a layer of glass.

Mo Lang saw that his body was still intact under the thousand-year-old ice, and now he understood why the deeper he went in the tomb passage, the colder it became.

It turns out that there is a natural thousand-year-old ice in this underground palace, which can just preserve Mo Lang's body from being corroded.

Mo Lang broke down in tears, turned around and wanted to take a look at his best friend from thousands of years ago, that handsome young man, that heart-warming young man, that young man who built himself a majestic underground palace...

...What's the matter, after a thousand years, if you look at his physical body again, it can also make up for your guilt towards him.

When Mo Lang turned around and walked to another green coffin, he lowered his head and looked into the green coffin.

Mo Lang didn't see the young man's body. Inside the green coffin was only a suit of armor worn by an ancient general, and a saber with the word "fruit" engraved on the hilt.

Mo Lang burst into tears instantly, and he knelt on the ground. Next to his body was not the boy's body, but Guo Yulei's tomb.

...is a tomb of clothes.

Guo Yulei was buried in the Yellow Sand Desert, and his body has long been lost.

Wen Chang hurriedly came to Mo Lang's side and glanced at the tomb. Although he was still confused, he knew that Mo Lang needed comfort at this moment, so he stretched out his hands to hug Mo Lang who was crying.

"Ah-ah-"

Mo Lang was crying so hard that his body trembled and his voice was already hoarse. At this moment, it seemed that all of Mo Lang's blessings had been burned up, and it couldn't make up for all that the young man had done for Mo Lang and Guo Yulei. one.

"Why...why..." Mo Lang cried bitterly.

Mo Lang clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his wrists protruded out one by one. He beat the ground, tears streaming down his face, and the veins on his neck burst out due to the emotional excitement.

"Why... Every time he told me that he liked me, I told him to be serious, no, not once, I never believed him..."

Mo Lang continued to beat the cold ground, blood spattered from his hands, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve his love, and I don't deserve to meet him..."