But he shared the dream with Jun [Rebirth]

[System Notification] Do you accept the side mission [Visit Gongshu Wudang]?

This is... another person who has long since disappeared.

Nie Zhen got up, turned the snake head sculpture on the side of the bed frame, "Boom——", the whole bed, together with the floor underneath, automatically moved to the right, revealing the narrow passageway hidden under the bed.

The entrance of the tunnel is about one person wide, extending obliquely downward, dark and rumbling, and the bottom cannot be seen.

Nie Zhen lit a candle, squatted beside the tunnel entrance, poked his fingers inside, and lightly tapped the ground with his knuckles.He knows that there are several steps and passages down, which can pass through Chunshan Mountain and lead to the outskirts of the city.

The candlelight flickered, gradually revealing a black figure.

"Brother Gongshu." Nie Zhen grabbed the man's arm and helped him to the ground.

The visitor was about 40 years old, with gray hair disheveled, dressed as a commoner, with a solemn expression, one foot kicked, and a gray cloth bag hanging around his waist, which contained his usual self-defense hidden weapon.

The sixth martial minister passed through the tunnel entrance and made a simple salute to the national teacher.

"Zongshang." The last time we met, Nie Zhen had not yet become the Great Chen Guoshi.The word Zongshang is like a heavy stone, pressing on the hearts of the two of them.In the past, these two words represented another person.

"I want to see Wudang."

"too late……"

The young national teacher held the candle.

"Come with me." Gong Shuke shook his head, knowing that he couldn't change the boy's mind.He will not hesitate because of the twilight.

The two walked in the narrow tunnel one after the other. After a long distance, there was a candlestick that illuminated a section of the passage.

Gongshuke lived in a hidden small room in the tunnel on weekdays.The national teacher did not turn the carved snake head beside the bed, he was always on standby.

The tunnels of the National Teacher's Mansion were excavated by the evil family, and only the national teachers from the evil family can master it.

However, Di Peng, the previous national teacher, discovered the tunnel by interrogating the retainers of the evil family.

For Nie Zhen, this trip is to complete a side mission, and it is also to dispel the inexplicable grief that has been surging tonight.

The road leading to the outskirts of the city is dead and desolate.The moonlight is like a waterfall, pouring into the mountains.Overgrown weeds, startled chickadees, twilight, cemetery.Several grave mounds are piled up in this valley.

Most of the tombstones are damaged and dilapidated, and the identity of the tomb owner cannot be identified.This place used to be the mass graves of criminals in the city. After Gu Pingjin ascended the throne, he cleaned up the surrounding area of ​​the capital, followed Wang Shuo's suggestion, and moved this filthy place that was harmful to the dragon's fortune.

With a thick big-leaf banyan tree as the boundary, the wide flat land on the other side has burned the weeds, laid the foundation, and built the house.

Nie Zhen followed Gong Shuke to the other side, a small and dilapidated group of graves.

"Someone actually cleaned all the graveyards..." The Sixth Martial Minister muttered to himself, his eyes covered by gray and white messy hair, there was a wave that hadn't been seen for many years in a flash.

In front of the scattered wild graves, there is a small open space, where all the weeds have been removed, and some wild flowers or fruits are placed on it as offerings to the dead.

"This man has a heart." Gong Shuke led Nie Chen to Wudang's grave, looked at the small jug of wine on the ground, and sighed.

The owner of the tomb here has been dead for many years. Even if the family can find it, there is no reason for everyone else to go to the grave.

It can only be that someone kindly paid homage to all the graves.

"Who is it?" Nie Zhen is more concerned about who can discover this place than the kind-hearted person who laments the rareness of the family.

Gong Shuke pondered for a moment, then looked at the big-leaf banyan tree not far away: "Someone built a house on the opposite side. It must be someone nearby."

"Who, what kind of house do you build?"

Gong Shuke showed embarrassment, bowed his head and apologized: "This subordinate has not left the tunnel recently, so he doesn't know much about the outside world. However, this person should have been here not long ago."

He started to live in the tunnel, two or three years ago.At that time, no one did it at all.

The cemetery was quiet, and as dusk fell, the pale face of the young national teacher was stained with a faint yellow afterglow.

Gong Shuke looked at the blank tombstone, his gray messy hair complemented the place perfectly, how could his aching foot be compared with the sadness in the center for several years.

"She committed suicide." Wudang didn't resent the boy, she committed suicide.

The young national teacher stood up and forgot to take a look at the small pot of wine on the ground when he turned his head.He confessed: "If you meet that person and come to the grave again, find out his identity."

"Yes."

The two left the place one after the other, and got into the tunnel again.

Back then, Wudang was buried here out of a bad policy.Although it is not solemn enough, for many years, no one has disturbed it.The matter of moving the grave was shelved.

Nie Zhen walked absent-mindedly, looking at the system panel while walking.

[System Notification] Congratulations on completing the side mission [Visit Gongshu Wudang]

[System Notification] Skill [Looking at the Fire] Experience +5; Skill [Heaven and Heart] Experience +3; Completion Point +5; You have obtained a prop item [Blood-stained Branch]

A blood-stained branch appeared in a grid in the system package.

If you read correctly, it is a branch of a banyan tree.Could it be the one near the cemetery just now?

After staying in this world for a long time, Nie Zhen can gradually guess many things by himself.

Someone should have passed by there, accidentally scratched by a branch, and bloodstained.The banyan tree is quite tall and can be touched, which means that the person is very tall, and the scratched part is on the face or neck.

Could it be that this person was a grave sweeper for Gongshu Wudang and other wild graves?Only this branch will be included in the mission props.

I will probably see that person soon.

The time went back to the time after Qianyue left the banquet angrily.

Xiang Yan went up to pick up the Bingmei Sword that had been knocked down by the chopsticks, and wiped the dust off it with his sleeve.Just now Qian Yue left in such a hurry that he even forgot to take his sword with him.

Everyone in the hall stopped to have fun.Seeing him sitting back in the corner, Dong Cha leaned closer and said, "Are you really just trying to keep Qian Yue from destroying the table?"

Xiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing where he had leaked his thoughts.

Dong Cha looked clear, and said plausibly: "You always follow the dry moon, today is uncharacteristically."

Xiang Yan withdrew all the fake smiles on his face, remained silent, and stared at the Bingmeijian in front of him with both eyes.

He knew the origin of this sword.

Dong Cha put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "Don't be sullen, this person, how can things go well in everything, and he can't return to make a fortune in business. Ganyue is that temperament, you can't force it, besides you Enrolled..."

Xiang Yan got up suddenly, said "I'll go back to sleep", then left the hall and returned to his own residence.

Dong Cha could only sigh with emotion: "A child cannot be taught." He fished out the half crab on the table and ate it quite sadly.

Xiang Yan felt depressed, fell asleep and woke up again, at midnight, a sword was being danced in the courtyard.Under the moon, the figure was swift, and it could be called a ghostly trace. The knife roared like a wind, and it fell to the ground with begonias.

With a flash of the knife, he unknowingly split the stone table in the courtyard into two halves.

Lost.

Xiang Yan calmed down, sheathed the knife, turned around and went back to the house.

Across the courtyard wall, there was also the sound of stomping on the ground from the other side.Although it soon disappeared.Xiang Yan stopped and looked to the other side of the courtyard wall.

It is the courtyard of Qianyue.

The heart that had been dull all night suddenly swept away the suppression and started beating as usual.

Xiang Yan couldn't help showing a real smile, entered the room, locked the door, sat down, with his back to the wall, propped his head on one hand, closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

Unremarkable corners and small holes reveal most of the interior.

Behind the hole, Qianyue tiptoed around, staring at Xiang Yan who was sitting at the table with some puzzlement.This man chopped the stone table in half just now, why didn't he move now?

Nie Zhen felt that Xiang Yan was not simple, so he stared at it.After staring at it for a few days with no results, finally something happened tonight, but there is no follow-up?

Qianyue didn't hide his thoughts deeply enough, and Xiang Yan guessed it as early as he forced Shang Tongliang to change rooms.The latter simply let him go, peeking at him in this mood, presumably the effect of the thousand-year ice lotus medicine has not disappeared.

A few months ago, after the other party used the Wan Mei magical skill, by coincidence, he got the Yaxia Cold Pool and the Millennium Ice Lotus, so as to suppress the aphrodisiac that may occur at any time during the half year.

The ancients chiseled the wall to steal light, and today people chisel the wall to peep.

On the other side, Qianyue stared at it for a long time, but nothing came out, so she couldn't help being discouraged, and lay back on the bed.

After a while, Xiang Yan got up instead and went to the hole to look at the next room.

In the room, Qianyue was tightly wrapped in her underwear.If he was outside, he would not even take off his outer robe, hold the sword in his arms, and wake up at any time to seal the attacker's throat with a sword.This is probably his habit since he was a child, after all, the place of Yunshui Palace...

Both rooms were silent.

The slender and steady breathing sound was like fluffy dogtail grass, scratching his heart in clusters.Through the hole, he with excellent eyesight can see Qianyue's Jingmei side face.Qianyue in her sleep, shed the aggressive meanness and arrogance in the daytime, quiet, obedient and small, curled up in the quilt, like a young man from an aristocratic family who strayed into the National Teacher's Mansion.

Ripples appeared in Xiang Yanfang's calm state of mind again.If you have good hearing, sometimes you have to suffer.

Reluctantly, he rubbed his brows, turned his back to the wall, blocked the hole with his back, and started to meditate with his legs crossed.

Seeing the emptiness and the emptiness, the emptiness has nothing to be emptied; the emptiness has nothing, and the nothing has nothing; the nothing has nothing, and it is always silent; the solitude has nothing to be silent, how can desire be born?Desire is neither born, that is, true tranquility...

He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would need water from the cold pool, and he was unprepared, so he had to silently recite the "Pure Heart Mantra" in his heart to relieve his depression in the middle of the night.