Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 577 The Tomb Keeper
Nangong Qianmo was dubious: "I'm afraid it's not the only reason? I don't know what others think, but you Wen Wuyan is not a person who follows the ancestral precepts and has a strong sense of justice!"

Suddenly thought of something, stared at him and asked: "Could it be that there are some treasures from the previous dynasty hidden in this underground palace?"

Wen Wuyan's eyes widened immediately, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Damn it, how did you know, Momo?"

The corner of Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched: "..."

Wen Wuyan cleared her throat, and talked about the past——

More than 600 years ago, the Linyuan Continent was still a complete country, named Chiyan. Later, due to the incompetence of the emperor, princes from all over the country rose up and proclaimed themselves kings. For a time, the entire continent was in chaos.It is said that the last emperor at that time fled to Qiannan, which is now Huai'an City, when he was at the end of his life, and was forced to hang himself in the end.

Different from the later Four Kingdoms, Chiyan is a country that respects the gods very much. They believe in the gods and claim to be the chosen ones chosen by the gods. In fact, according to historical records, there are indeed some Chiyan people who have unique characteristics. Some people even have the ability to predict the future.It's just a long time ago, and the truth of these claims has long been unreliable.

After Chi Yan destroyed the country, most of his clan members were exterminated, but there was a direct bloodline that escorted the last emperor to Qiannan. After the last emperor passed away, these people gradually lost their original names and surnames, and suddenly became Nan Jing's. The lineage of the witch clan.

Nangong Qianmo was dumbfounded when he heard that, and he rubbed his temples after a while, and said: "According to what you said, those talented people foresaw Chi Yan's later decline, so they planned ahead, built the underground palace and hid the treasure in it?"

"Can you stop looking at me with the eyes of a fool? It's all passed down from mouth to mouth by the previous cabinet masters of Qianji Pavilion, okay? I didn't make it up by myself!" Wen Wuyan looked unhappy complained.

"Hehe!" Nangong Qianmo rolled his eyes at him, she wanted to believe this kind of Arabian Nights, but she really couldn't find a reason to believe it, okay?

Wen Wuyan thought that she had revealed a big secret, not only did she not flatter her, but she also despised her for no reason, so she immediately quit: "I swear, I never lied..."

"Okay, stop arguing. According to what you said, that Ling Luo must be a descendant of Chi Yan. What's going on, you'll find out when you go down and have a look." Mo Tingye interrupted him, and directly set his eyes on the sarcophagus superior.

Wen Wuyan shrugged, expressing that he had no objection.

After opening the mechanism on the sarcophagus, the three of them entered the tomb below. As expected, the decoration inside is European style, and it is exactly the same as the tomb seen in the imperial mausoleum before. The scattered body lies on the ivory bed.

The moment she saw Ling Luo's body, Nangong Qianmo couldn't help being surprised and said, "Isn't the dementor no longer in her body? Why hasn't her body changed at all?" At the time when she was unconscious, it was the elder brother who took it from her mouth. In order to save his life, he took the soul-destroyer.

Wen Wuyan twitched the corners of her mouth: "Anyway, Ling Luo is also a descendant of Chi Yan, they have a lot of ways to keep her appearance unchanged, okay?"

"That's true." Nangong Qianmo raised his eyebrows, and then asked leisurely: "By the way, aren't you looking for the so-called Chiyan treasure? Where is it?"　
"Ahem," Wen Wuyan said with annoyance on his face, "I'm just a grave keeper of this generation, how do I know exactly where the treasure is placed?!"

Nangong Qianmo glanced at him speechlessly: "Is Qianji Pavilion so short of money?"

"Qianji Pavilion is naturally not short of money, but I feel at ease when I have more money. After all, who would think too much money?" He winked at her as he spoke.

Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched, speechless.

"Wen Wuyan, come and help me move her away." Mo Tingye said suddenly.

"Why me?" Although this Lingluo is a great beauty, she has died long ago. To put it bluntly, it is a corpse, okay?

Mo Tingye gave him a cold look.

"All right, all right, this young master owes you!" He yelled dissatisfiedly, but he still walked over as he said, complaining: "No, why do you have to move her away if you have nothing to do?"

Nangong Qianmo observed the ivory bed under her for a week, and suddenly said: "There seems to be writing under her!"

"Damn it! Is it real or not?" Wen Wuyan immediately moved the person away and leaned over to look at it.

After Ling Luo's body moved away, the handwriting that was originally hidden under her body was revealed, and Wen Wuyan saw it in a daze: "What kind of strange things is this? It looks like a ghostly talisman!"

Mo Tingye and Nangong Qianmo glanced at each other. It seemed that Lingluo was undoubtedly a time traveler. The ghostly symbols in Wen Wuyan's mouth were English commonly used in later generations, and judging from the font, they should use round characters.

"I said, you two don't know this stuff, do you?" Wen Wuyan said incredulously seeing the two of them.

"It's a Western language." Nangong Qianmo explained kindly.

Wen Wuyan's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, and she leaned forward and asked, "What's written on it, did you say where the treasure is?"

Seeing his look of losing money, Nangong Qianmo couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and said both true and false: "Not to mention whether this treasure really exists or not, it really does exist. Do you think Gongsun Heng What do you rely on to support so many private soldiers?"

"Damn it! Could it be that the treasure has already been climbed by that old man?" Wen Wuyan was shocked immediately, her face was filled with pain, it was all white money, and it was just given to... eh, No, he said to himself: "If the treasure is really stolen, why does Gongsun Heng order people to pay miscellaneous taxes in Huai'an City?"

"Momo, you lied to me!"

"Then do you want to know what is carved on this ivory bed?" Nangong Qianmo crossed his arms and threw out a bait.

"miss you!"

"Very good!" Nangong Qianmo snapped his fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "Then answer me a question first, don't lie."

Seeing the obviously malicious smile on her face, Wen Wuyan immediately became defensive, "What do you want to ask?"

Nangong Qianmo smiled deeper: "It's very simple. There is also a master control mechanism in the underground palace, which can control the destruction device. You, the grave guard, should be able to use it?"

"Could it be that you intend to..." destroy the entire underground palace?

"Why not?"

Wen Wuyan stared at her dumbfounded, "Are you crazy? Do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes to build such a large underground palace? How dare you plan to destroy it with just a word?"

(End of this chapter)