Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 952 Do something you want to do 5
"Here... is the mausoleum that the emperor spent more than ten years repairing by himself??" Qiqi's father stood in this empty underground palace, looking at the surrounding environment, a sudden feeling of sadness arose in his heart Come.

His father, who dominated the battlefield back then, was full of vigor and high spirits. He led the army on behalf of the army and fought countless battles. Day after day, year after year, he stayed in this dark underground, silently building a mausoleum for himself after death.

Thinking about it, it makes people feel sad.

"Yeah!" Ye Qiqi nodded, pointed to the jewel-encrusted stone door in front, and said to his father, "When we came here before, grandpa lived behind that stone door."

Qiqi's father followed the direction of her finger and looked towards the stone gate.

Master Ye Jue could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart, and walked straight towards the stone gate.

Behind this stone gate is his best friend from many years ago, the person who has been arguing with him for most of his life for the title of the world's number one martial arts master.

Master Ye Jue stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the stone door in front of him.

The stone door opened slowly, and everyone looked at each other, then walked in behind the stone door together.

Behind the stone gate is no longer the decorations of the past.

The tables, chairs, cabinets and beds have all been removed. In the huge room, apart from the mountains of gold, silver and jewels, there is only a golden coffin.

Ye Qiqi glanced at the whole room, there was no one here.

"Grandpa...??" Ye Qiqi hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but yelled, "Grandpa Zhen??"

There was silence in the room, and there was no answer.

When Qiqi's father saw the coffin in the middle of the room, his expression suddenly changed.

He turned his head and glanced at Master Ye Jue beside him, his eyes filled with worry.

Eight years have passed, and I don't know if his father is still alive...

But right now, there is no one in the room, and there is nothing else except the coffin, could it be...

Mo Hanqing frowned and looked at the coffin in front of her, without speaking for a long time.

"Strange, Grandpa Zhen doesn't seem to be here..." After Ye Qiqi yelled twice, seeing that no one answered her, she couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

It's just that she turned her head, looked at the three people beside her, and stared at the coffin in the middle of the room with a solemn expression. She was stunned for a moment, and then said strangely: "Grandpa, Dad, you stare at the coffin in the middle of the room." What's the coffin for??"

"Hey..." Master Ye Jue let out a long sigh, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Qiqi's head, and then said in a low voice, "Qiqi, you have to know that as a human being, there will always be a day of birth, old age, sickness and death. .”

"What??" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a confused expression on his face, and after a while, he came back to look at him and said in disbelief, "Grandpa, what do you mean..."

"Hey..." Master Ye Jue shook his head and stopped talking.

Qiqi's father walked up to the coffin with a solemn expression, then knelt down slowly, and kowtowed three times to the coffin, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already full of tears: "Father..."

Mo Hanqing hesitated for a moment, walked up to the coffin and said, "Should we...shall we open the museum?"

　good night, ok
　　
　
(End of this chapter)