Red waist breaking line

Chapter 702

With Hongye's current ability, following Zhang Qingduan is simply a matter of money.While tracking, she complained in her heart that Zhang Qingduan walked too slowly.After following for most of the day, Zhang Qingduan got into a dense forest.Hongye saw that the dense forest was very secluded, and there was a faint sound of water flowing from the depths, so she couldn't help but feel agitated.It is said that Fengshui is the most important factor in the construction of mausoleums. This place is quiet and dusty, with beautiful hills and valleys, accompanied by clear springs and streams. It must be a good place to bury bones.Could it be that the tomb of King Li is here?

Overjoyed, she immediately followed in.The foliage in the woods is luxuriant, full of evergreen trees, which happen to be a natural barrier.Relying on her outstanding lightness skills, she hopped silently among the branches like a butterfly wearing flowers, tracking Zhang Qingduan while admiring the scenery along the way.Sure enough, as she expected, there are indeed quite a few mausoleums here, all of them are extraordinary, almost every ten steps you can see a well-repaired tombstone.These steles are carved with scriptures or beasts, and the stone materials used are more refined and high-end than ordinary people’s houses, and there are even expensive works inlaid with rare and exotic stones—of course, due to the wind and sun and the rampant tomb robbery, These rare stones have long been destroyed or stolen, leaving only empty grooves to show the former glory of the owner of the tomb.On the contrary, the spring water with its own warmth, which does not freeze even in winter, and flows endlessly in the black soil, is more eternal than those tall stone monuments.

Zhang Qingduan did not pay attention to these mausoleums. At some point, a yellowed blueprint appeared in his hand.The blueprint is pocket-sized, not much bigger than his palm.Seeing him stop, Hongye hid herself behind the leaves and stretched her head to look down quietly.I saw Zhang Qingduan took out a pair of crystal lenses, and carefully examined the drawings for a long time, with a solemn expression, as if he had encountered some problem.

Could it be that this blueprint is the map of King Li's Mausoleum?Hongye's heart was agitated, wishing she could jump down and snatch the picture in her hands.But she changed her mind and thought again, she had also explored the Lingyue Palace during the Lingyue Dynasty, if it wasn't for the guidance of the gods at that time, coupled with the appearance of the green spirit, she might have become a dead bone in the tomb just by her own ability.Although the picture is in front of my eyes, firstly, I don't know anything about Feng Shui, and secondly, I am afraid that one picture is not the other, and it is inevitable to startle the snake under snatching.Anyway, if you have a picture, you want to hunt for treasure, it is better to follow Zhang Qingduan, and it is more appropriate to have a praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind.

She held back her temper and leaned on the tree to watch the changes.But as the time passed from cup to cup of tea, Zhang Qingduan just took the picture to touch the soil on the left and look at the soil on the right, without any progress at all.Hongye held her breath in her heart, and really wanted to scold Zhang Qingduan for wasting time-although this Li Wangling is a god, after all, it is a masterpiece in the world, and there are pictures in hand, why is it so difficult to explore?Could it be that Zhang Qingduan is also a novice tomb explorer, who has no plans but no law?

She was thinking angrily, when she suddenly heard a rustling sound under the tree, as if someone had come again.She looked down, and couldn't help laughing—it was an old acquaintance who came, and it was Wen Dun Hetu, one of the four masters of Tianren Sect in the Yanjin Empire.Hongye heard from Mu Tong that after the Yanjin Empire was breached, Wen Dunhetu was captured alive by Yun Zhenren and escorted to Lanjing City.Seeing him dressed in the uniform of a general from the Yuanzheng Empire, I really can't imagine that he is now flourishing under the hands of the enemy who destroyed the country.It's only been a few years, and on the surface, he has grown a mustache and matured a lot, but the ineffective, greedy and ignorant thief in his eyes is still the same as yesterday.

One could tell at a glance that Wen Dunhetu had also followed Zhang Qingduan.Want to grab the baby with me, and see how I teach you a lesson.Hongye's mind turned, and she was already thinking about it-it's cold in winter, and the trees are covered with fine and slender ice edges.Hongye broke off one, concentrated her strength and fingers, and threw it at Wendun Hetu. It landed on Wendun Hetu's collar impartially, and slid into the lapel along his back.

She restrained her strength and never hurt anyone.But this ice edge is extremely cold, slipping into the clothes and suddenly touching the skin, it is really irritating.Hearing a scream, Wen Dunhetu, who was originally crouching behind the tree, jumped out, revealing his whereabouts.

(End of this chapter)