Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 936 The answer to the mystery before the ancient times 3
Ghost village, in the courtyard, under the persimmon tree.

After Wu Banxian finished speaking, both the nerd and the medicine jar froze suddenly. This seemingly thin and lonely girl at the door was someone my family had never met. In the pre-Qin period, the Meng family who chased and killed Qin Shihuang?
My junior sister?
"A long time ago, I knew that you must have experienced something. You used the supreme magic to live a second life." Wu Banxian seemed to have a dry mouth at this time, and his throat squirmed, and then said: "I didn't expect that your first life was related to the legendary ghost village."

"Perhaps, I didn't even think of it." The lonely woman at the door shook her head slightly.

She looked at the innocent little girl under the persimmon tree, and said, "My memory was sealed by me in my previous life, and it only woke up after I was born in the ghost village."

"Master, Junior Sister, what is your sealed memory? You used to be related to this place?" Yao Zizi hesitated for a moment, feeling that the lonely woman in front of her was mysterious, but her aura was so strong even for him, a senior brother. I can't see through it, but, after all, I am still my junior sister, so I dared to ask.

"That's right, big sister, what did you do before, why do I have a feeling of déjà vu when I look at you?"

……

At the foot of the holy mountain where Kowloon pulls coffins.

A middle-aged man drove a carriage, brought some odds and ends, and his wife, and moved away from around the holy mountain that even saints could not enter.

"You really don't want to take our daughter with you?" The man driving the car felt a little bit reluctant.

"No, my daughter is growing up and is going to get married. You have always been with me. Who would dare to marry her in the future? Don't talk about the arrival of the coffin in Nine Dragons and the birth of the ghost village. Even without these things, we have to go. "The woman's tone was very firm.

"However, Yun'er is still young after all, and has never experienced anything in the world. I am afraid that some scumbags with evil intentions will treat her..."

"Yun'er has grown up, hmph, if there is such a man who dares to approach our daughter, he will directly withdraw his soul and destroy the corpse!"

At the foot of the holy mountain where coffins are drawn in Kowloon, in the yards of five earthen houses.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl looked at the carriage that disappeared into the darkness, and there was an unconcealable sadness in her eyes. However, as the carriage disappeared, the sadness in her eyes gradually disappeared, and replaced by It is an extremely beautiful, dazzling, and full of blooming season.

"become free!"

"Hahaha... I, Tian Yun'er, am free!"

Facing the darkness, the girl laughed with a kind of sad joy. The laughter startled the darkness and spread far away. The man in the carriage who had disappeared into the darkness couldn't help but froze when he heard the unbridled laughter. After a while, he said in a low voice: "Is this our daughter?"

The girl laughed loudly, then she turned around and quickly ran back to the yard, among the five rooms, the one on the far left.

Afterwards, she used a somewhat jerky technique, very serious, dignified, and careful, using an extremely strange, powerful imprint that even made the void tremble, and slowly opened an extremely delicate layout from the smooth wall. A dark space protected by a powerful, mysterious formation.

"What's in it? My father put so much effort into it, and even put up Godless patterns to hide it, so that even my mother and I won't know." The girl's eyes were full of curiosity.

This kind of curiosity has been in her heart for seven years.

She remembered very clearly that every year on the Double Ninth Festival, her father never secretly entered this room and opened this secret compartment once, lest her mother find out.

She also saw that scene five years ago due to a very accidental insomnia.

The curiosity of women is very powerful, especially the curiosity of girls.

She spent a lot of effort, relying on her memory, her father opened this place and used the supreme magic technique, and finally opened it. However, to her surprise, there was only one pair of eyes in that secret compartment. ancient scrolls.

Other than that, nothing.

Moreover, there is no aura fluctuation on that ancient scroll, it seems that it has been around for a long time.

"It's just a painting, does it need to be so mysterious?" The girl was puzzled, and opened the ancient scroll carefully.

On the scroll, there are ancient, handsome and ethereal handwritings appearing:
The time is like smoke, and the flowers on Moshang are low and graceful.

The peach blossoms are partially dyed, lightly appreciating paintings, thinking of beautiful women, leaning against the east wall.

As soon as I turned around, I was in a trance, and for a moment, it was unbearable, and the passing time was full of wind.

The waves under the West Wind Bridge sway, the mist and rain meet in a city, flick the pipa at the end of the world, and enter your painting of poetry at night for a lifetime.

The first meeting always extends to youth, love you for a thousand years, hold your hand for a thousand years.

Looking at the ancient characters on the ancient scroll, the girl was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Love poem? Could it be my father's first love on this ancient scroll?"

The girl was curious, and continued to open the ancient scroll while looking at it.

Under the handsome ancient characters, a picture scroll unfolded slowly.

A bridge, a lonely girl, an old porridge shed.

A lonely girl is selling porridge.

In front of the bridge, there is a red flower that seems to be burning and beating, and beside the red flower, there is a stone. On the stone, three ancient characters are impressively engraved: Sansheng Stone!

And beside that bridge, there is also a stone tablet, on which the words "Naihe Bridge" are engraved!

"The Flower of the Other Bank, the Bridge of Naihe, the Sansheng Stone?" Seeing this scene, the girl seemed to think of something, her eyes suddenly revealed a shock, and she opened her mouth. On the road, the lonely woman who sells porridge at the end of the bridge said a word with difficulty: "I, my father's first love, is she? Or, is this the person my father had a crush on?"

On the picture scroll, the lonely woman selling porridge by the bridge, if you look carefully, you can find that she is exactly the same as the lonely woman under the persimmon tree that appeared in the yard of the ghost village now!
Lonely, desolate, poignant and beautiful, with a hint of the vicissitudes of life.

……

Ye Luo, the person in the seventh ancient bronze coffin, and the village chief jumped off the boat of no return, and then jumped down towards the boat of no return. The power of devouring and sacrificial power in his body turbulent.

"Is it what I guessed?" There was a touch of shock in Ye Luo's eyes.

"Uncle, Uncle, why are you jumping, where is it down here?" The little fairy bridge beast shrank its neck, pulled Ye Luo and asked.

"I don't know either." Ye Luo said a word.

"What, what, uncle, you, you don't know?" The body of Xiaoxianqiao Beast froze for a moment. This was the first time it felt that its own Uncle Ye was sometimes unreliable.

(End of this chapter)