I'm not immortal

Chapter 421 Birch’s Tomb

Jiang Qi knows history well.

After Longchang realized the Tao, Wang Yangming's fortunes changed. Later, he made great contributions in the Ningwang Rebellion and was promoted. Finally, he died in Xijiang.

It can be said to be completely different from this place in Jizhou.

What's more, looking at the specifications and strange construction patterns of the tombs here, you can know that this place cannot be the tomb of Saint Wang.

Then, it can only be the devil's haunted house.

Thinking about it this way, no matter how weird this place looks, it seems reasonable.

After all, it is a ghost house!
Jiang Qi integrated the information he had just received from the screen and came to such a conclusion. Then, new questions arose.

"Birch, how did he die?"

It was hard for Jiang Qi to imagine that a great demon who had been cultivating for more than five hundred years and finally transformed into a demon would eventually die.

This is simply fantasy.

At this moment, the conversation between Wang Yangming and Birch is still continuing in the picture.

"Bo'an, when did you know my identity?"

Birch was a little surprised. He thought it was appropriate to hide it. If he hadn't deliberately exposed his identity this time, he wouldn't have said those words at all.

Unexpectedly, Wang Boan was not surprised at all.

"I knew it from the moment we met."

Wang Yangming looked at Birch in front of him and said.

He practiced Confucianism, Taoism, and grammar, sharpened his literary courage, and was able to detect supernatural phenomena.

When he first met Birch, he noticed that this person was as ethereal as an immortal, comparable to ordinary people. After several encounters, he had already guessed his identity.

"Isn't there a Birch Temple at the foot of the mountain?"

"When I first came to Longchangyi, I heard about it, met you, and made a special trip to the temple. If I couldn't guess your origin after all these things, Wang Bo'an would be a fool after living in the world for many years. "

There was a smile in Birch's eyes, "What a Wang Bo'an."

He praised again.

As he said, it sounds like a matter of course, but another person might not think of this.

"Since Brother Bo'an said there is no need for me to kill the emperor, then I won't kill him."

Birch leaned lazily on his arms.

"Speaking of it, I can't kill the emperor. After all, he is favored by the fate of the human race and is protected by the Buddhist sects of the Taoism. If I go there, I will be seeking my own death."

"Brother Birch, are you testing me?"

Wang Yangming was a little surprised. When he was dating in the past, he only talked about the beauty of the mountains and rivers, and talked about the past and present. Who would have expected that today this person would not only reveal his identity, but also use such words to test him.

Wang Yangming really couldn't understand what this person, no, this monster was going to do!
"No one else would be so angry for you!"

A terrifying light flashed in Birch's eyes.

"Your literary talents are rare to see in a hundred years. It's a shame that the emperor doesn't recognize Bo'an, a great talent."

"Just wait, I will have a big gift for you in two days!"

Wang Yangming was startled and was about to speak, when Boqi turned into smoke and left.

In ten months, Birch never came again, and Wang Yangming gradually forgot Birch's words. Until one day, a piece of news came that shocked Wang Yangming.

King Ning rebelled!
Tens of thousands of troops marched straight towards Peiping!

When Wang Yangming met Birch again, he was still in gorgeous clothes, but he looked tired, but still had a bright smile.

"The time has come. Whether you can take advantage of the chaos or not depends on my brother's ability."

Only then did Wang Yangming realize that the person who caused the current chaos was his good friend.

And everything was as Birch expected. Wang Yangming made great achievements in suppressing the rebellion, and finally captured King Ning alive, and his official career gradually improved from this.

When Wang Yangming left, Boqi did not show up, and he only left a pillar of fragrance in the temple.

The sense of reality in front of him gradually faded, and Jiang Qi was confused when he broke away from the scene.

"Is this the end?" "You should explain clearly what is going on in this tomb!"

Jiang Qi looked at the wordless monument in front of him with a speechless expression.

It's better not to watch it, to watch half of it and leave half of it, which makes people feel unbearable.

"Haha, how about I fill in the remaining half for you little friend?"

The sudden sound echoed in the small cemetery, sending chills down Jiang Qi's back. He slowly turned around and saw a scribe with a reduced appearance standing in front of him.

"Sage Wang!"

Jiang Qi exclaimed.

Although the man in front of him was different from the Wang Yangming he had seen in the picture before, his skeletal appearance still vaguely retained his former style.

"You're welcome, little friend, but I cannot be called a saint."

Wang Yangming waved his hand and said.

"Mr. Xinxue opened up the shackles of Neo-Confucianism. Cheng and Zhu also had descendants who followed him as a sage. How can you not be called a sage?"

Jiang Qi said with an upright face.

Wang Yangming just smiled when he heard Jiang Qi's compliment.

After a little compliment, Jiang Qi changed the subject and asked about the follow-up.

"Sage Wang, is this the graveyard of the great demon Boqi?"

"Yes! This is Birch's tomb!"

Wang Yangming nodded in response.

"Why did Birch die?"

Jiang Qi was a little curious.

"It's a long story!"

Wang Yangming looked back on the past with a little sadness in his eyes.

"I haven't seen Birch since we parted ways in Longchang. When I got older and saw through the disputes in the officialdom, I accidentally thought of this good friend, so we met in Longchang. Who would have thought, but there was no trace of him again."

"The local Birch temple was also in a dilapidated state. I was worried, so I started to trace his traces, and finally found him in one place."

"It's just that at that time, he was already possessed by the devil and became a real great demon."

"I tried several times to awaken his intelligence, but in the end I couldn't. I had no choice but to kill him."

"After killing him, I originally wanted to take him back to Longchang for burial, but at this time there was an urgent order from the court to summon me back, so I placed him here!"

Wang Yangming said this in an understatement, but Jiang Qi could hear infinite sadness in it.

It's true to say that he was a friend when he was young, but he killed him with his own hands in his old age. Only he knows the pain and sorrow in it.

But what Wang Boan said next made the hair on his body stand on end and he became confused.

"In fact, I built this tomb originally so that Birch could get rid of his obsession and be resurrected. But looking at it now, it seems that he was not able to do it."

Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment and said in a difficult tone: "You mean that Birch is not dead yet?"

Jiang Qi was a little hard to imagine.

"Of course, he is a great demon who has been practicing for hundreds of years. How can he die so easily? Moreover, I built this tomb of the living to absorb his auspicious energy and eliminate his evil energy."

"Where is Birch now?"

Jiang Qi asked hurriedly.

He came to the tomb and looked again and again, but found nothing about Birch.

"He was originally in this box!"

Wang Yangming pointed to a stone box no bigger than a palm in front of the wordless monument and said calmly.

"However, it now appears that someone took the contents."

Wang Yangming said it in an understatement, but it was like thunder in Jiang Qi's ears.

(End of this chapter)