super fantasy life

Chapter 432

"Lan'er, is the tomb passage of Ouyang's grandma and the others here?"

Huangfu Qiancheng stood on the square of the original tomb passage and asked Ouyang Yalan who arrived later.

"Brother Qian Cheng, the Armored Army is powerful. I chased after you quickly, even using the flying technique, but I couldn't catch up with you."

Ouyang Yalan was out of breath as she ran, clutching her stomach and bending over to pant.

"Lan'er, tell me quickly, is the tomb passage the place?"

Huangfu Qiancheng urged Ouyang Yalan to ask.

"Brother Qiancheng, is the tomb passage here? Have you forgotten? Ah..."

Ouyang Yalan straightened up while talking, looked forward, her opened mouth was so surprised that she forgot to close it all at once.

"Why is there no tomb passage?"

"Get caught so soon?"

Gong Yuhuiqing and Murong Huijing who arrived later saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't believe that this was the tomb passage where they were trapped for half a month, and they were still fighting Ouyang Yazhu here just a few hours ago.

"Master, the people who came to pick up the tomb are still behind, how could they have picked up the tomb?"

Seeing Gongyu Huiqing and Murong Huijing rushing to the scene, Ouyang Yalan came to her senses.

"Two elders, even if the tomb passage is stripped, it's impossible for there to be no traces? Did we go in the wrong place and go in the wrong direction?"

Huangfu Qiancheng still suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

"Brother Qiancheng, the place can never be mistaken, the tomb passage is here. When Yazhu forces us to come here to deliver food every day, I will take a look at Moyang Lake. Master, come and see here. This should be the place for you to guard , is the place where the two big pillars are at the entrance of the square. Standing here, you can see the big tree opposite Moyang Lake, Master, look, does that big tree look like a tall person?"

Ouyang Yalan stretched out her hand, pointed to a big tree on the embankment opposite Moyang Lake and said to Gongyu Huiqing and Murong Huijing.

"This is indeed the place where we were on duty. I also look at that big tree every day."

"Senior sister, we also said how that big tree looks like a person, a person we are familiar with but can't remember at once."

Gong Yuhuiqing and Murong Huijing were told by Ouyang Yalan that they were sure that the place where they were standing was the entrance to the tomb passage square.

But now standing here and looking around, what I see is a piece of green grass. There are no squares, columns, tomb passages and other buildings at all. Even the small courtyard of the Si family, which was raised to the ground a few days ago, is gone. .

"Two elders, if there is nothing wrong with this place, then it has been restored to its original appearance, exactly the same as before the tomb was built."

Huangfu Qiancheng had participated in the fight between Si Shi and Ouyang Yunhai here, and he still had a fresh memory of the scene at that time.

"Of course, what Brother Qiancheng said is right, that's what happened when Brother Shishi fought that stinky weed."

Ouyang Yalan also recalled the scene at that time.

"The little master went away on a black bird, and the tomb path was restored to its original state. There must be something hidden in it. Little Qianzi, you immediately lead the Jia army back to Shen's old house. Huijing, Lan'er, let's hide on the big tree opposite. Don't be discovered by those people."

Gong Yuhuiqing seemed to have a premonition, and she made a decisive decision.

"You two elders, then I will wait for you at Shen's old mansion."

With a flash of Huangfu Qiancheng and a gesture, the four armies of gold, silver, bronze and iron disappeared by the bank of Moyang Lake.

"Master, what are we hiding here for?"

Ouyang Yalan, Gongyu Huiqing, and Murong Hui quietly hid on a big tree on the embankment of Moyang Lake, both nervous and excited.

Now she is a middle-aged woman who is a mother, but her personality and temper have not changed much from when she was young. She is lively, active, optimistic and open-minded.

"Lan'er, don't talk, when the group of people who want to dig the tomb arrives, maybe there will be surprises!"

Gong Yuhuiqing told Ouyang Yalan softly.

"Surprise? Master, what kind of surprise?"

When Ouyang Yalan heard Gong Yuhuiqing said that there was a surprise, her curiosity became even stronger.

"Lan'er, I told you not to talk, why do you still say it?"

Murong Huijing glared at Ouyang Yalan.

"Oh……"

Ouyang Yalan stuck out her tongue and stared at the opposite mountain without blinking.

"jijiji..."

"chachacha..."

There is only the chirping of birds on the shore of Moyang Lake.

At this time, the sun has set in the west, and the twilight is slowly covering the earth.

Today is the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. It stands to reason that at this time, the red lights should be hung high on Fengcheng Street in Yiguo.

But this year because so many things happened, people are so interested in making Lantern Festival.

"Gollum..."

Ouyang Yalan was a little hungry, since she was forced by Ouyang Yazhu to fight with Si Shi in the tomb passage in the morning, she hadn't eaten any food until now.

Of course she didn't know she was hungry during the fierce battle in the tomb road square. Ouyang Yazhu handed over the antidote, and she was eager to give the children the medicine, so she didn't know she was hungry.

Later, when she just wanted to eat some food, she heard that Si Shi, Si Mo and Si Yuan had left Fengcheng, Yiguo, so she hurried to Shen's old house, forgetting to be hungry again.

Now quietly hiding on the big tree, her stomach began to protest, and her stomach began to throb.

"Give……"

Gong Yuhuiqing handed a few pieces of dry biscuit to Ouyang Yalan.

"Thank you Master."

Ouyang Yalan took the biscuit and hurriedly stuffed it into her mouth, tears streaming down her face unconsciously.

"Eat slowly and drink this."

Murong Huijing lowered her voice and handed the rice soup from three bamboo tubes to Ouyang Yalan's hand.

"Thank you, auntie."

Ouyang Yalan's tears became more and more violent, she thought of her unreasonable attitude towards Master these days.

For the sake of her children, she disregarded the friendship between mentor and apprentice, and helped Ouyang Yazhu deal with these two mother-like elders. She not only insulted them with foul language, but also wanted their lives.

But Master was still so tolerant towards her, he didn't hold grudges against her at all, and still cared for her as before.

I remember that when I left the snow mountain, the master sent her one way after another, exhorting this and entrusting that, reluctant to let go, she felt that the master was too annoying, and she kept talking endlessly, covering her ears and not wanting to hear it.

After returning to Fengcheng, Yiguo, she was so excited by the bizarre world of flowers and flowers that she completely forgot about Master's love for her.

The master sent a message, asking her to go back to the snow mountain to have a look. She didn't reply, she was afraid of going back to the snow mountain, thinking that once she went back to the snow mountain, the master would trap her in the snow mountain and asked her to be by her side. What happiness is there in life? Word?

"Woooooooo..."

Thinking of this, Ouyang Yalan cried out with a dry biscuit in her mouth.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? Eat quickly, the people who dig the tomb should be here soon."

Gong Yuhuiqing reached out to wipe away tears for Ouyang Yalan.

"Look, here we come!"

Murong Huijing reminded in a low voice.

"Ah?! So many people?!"

Ouyang Yalan looked at the col and couldn't help but gasped.

In the twilight, countless people and vehicles came densely from the opposite mountain pass.

"Lan'er, are you wearing sunglasses?"

Gong Yuhui asked Ouyang Yalan in a low voice.

"Master, give you sunglasses."

Ouyang Yalan took out a small sunglasses (similar to the current telescope) from her arms and handed it to Gong Yuhuiqing.

"what?!"

Gong Yuhuiqing looked at the other side through the sun mirror and took a closer look, cold sweat broke out on her back.

I saw people coming, men and women, old and young, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, more and more, countless.

They carried hoes, picks, and blue buckets one by one, with angry expressions on their faces.

Carts are horse-drawn carts, ox carts, donkey carts, and carts. There are hundreds or thousands of carts, endless and endless.

People sat on the carriage, utensils were driven on the ox cart, gunpowder was loaded on the donkey cart, and firewood was pulled on the cart.

(End of this chapter)