The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 405 Wordless Mausoleum
Lingtong smiled shyly, and asked a question out of nowhere: "Master, how did Senior Sister Xiao Ling'er die that day?"

The Sect Master of Chimen’s smile froze on his face——

The head of Chimen sect was suddenly disappointed. He originally thought that this psychic could be his confidant, but who would have thought that he would ask such a stupid question? Doesn't he know that this question is his taboo?Even the second junior brother died at his hands, just because of asking this question!
what a pity.

It made him very sad to kill the second junior brother in full view, but now there are only the two of them and no outsiders, so killing him would not make him feel so sad.

The head of Chimen slowly raised his hand——

Lingtong lowered his head in self-concern, as if he hadn't noticed the murderous intent of Chimen sect master towards him, and he was still saying: "It would be great if I knew where she died, she was the most proficient in the art of human soul back then... ..."

The head of Chimen turned his hand away and landed on the back of Lingtong's head: "What do you mean?"

"I have a hunch that Senior Sister must have known about Liuli Furnace that day." Lingtong added, "She was familiar with almost all the ancient books of the sect that day—"

"This sect master is also familiar with ancient books!" Chimen sect master snorted coldly.

"However, there are some ancient books that can only be read by disciples who practice the art of human soul." Lingtong said lightly.

The head of Chimen suddenly remembered that Chimen once kept a batch of top-secret ancient books written in special characters, which were only read by qualified disciples who practiced the art of human soul, while other disciples wanted to read them but couldn't understand them at all.

He had never read this batch of ancient books himself.

The master of the Chimen sect focused all his attention on the treasure, and never thought about how the Lingtong knew the secrets of this batch of ancient books, and whether Junior Sister Xiao Linger was familiar with the ancient books back then, and how the Lingtong was. knew?

Lingtong quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"In your opinion, how should I find this treasure now?" asked the leader of Chimen.

"The easiest way is the most useful. Wait." Lingtong said without thinking.

Wait?
The face of the master of Chimen turned black, what is the solution?
"The generation masters of Zhumen are more anxious to find this treasure than we are, so just keep an eye on them. Master, victory or defeat depends on one action. We must gather all the elite forces and put them on Xing Jiajia." Lingtong said so .

The head of the Chimen sect deeply agreed, nodded slowly, and issued the supreme order of the sect master.

The supreme order of the sect master represents an extraordinary meaning. Chimen has a top-secret cutting-edge power, which cannot be mobilized without the supreme order of the sect master.As soon as the supreme order came out, Lingtong knew that the sect master had made a big decision.

When he went out from the house, Lingtong took a deep breath, and a big smile appeared on his lips, he had succeeded, and he was as relaxed as if he had relieved a heavy burden.He thought: after such a long time, finally saw the dawn, the fish was hooked, and it was time to draw the net.

Xing Jiajia and the others didn't even tell the 21 disciples the secret that Second Master Ling was still alive.

After some discussion, Xing Jiajia took An'an, Xiao Ling'er, the burly man and the third son together to find Liulilu, while Xiaozhuang was left to take care of Ling Erye.

At this time, the sky is bright, but it has not yet darkened.

The disciples of the sect saw Xing Jiajia and five people walking out, so they did not suspect him. When Xing Jiajia passed by, all the disciples respectfully saluted: "Good morning on behalf of the sect master."

Xing Jiajia nodded and passed.

The third son muttered: "Isn't it right for a disciple to salute, and it's not dignified to return the salute."

Xing Jiajia replied softly: "Others respect me, and I should also respect me in return. This is polite, young man."

The third son pouted, but didn't say anything.

Some disciples in the sect were discussing the true meaning of the phrase "When the usual day rises to the east, Linlang will rise to the top", and some even boldly bowed and blocked Xing Jiajia's way, humbly asking for advice.The little third son lost face and reprimanded him sharply.

But Xing Jiajia was not annoyed, but patiently told them the content of his analysis. Of course, the forbidden area of ​​the mausoleum would not tell him.

The disciple who blocked the way was extremely clever, and he cited many examples of classics to explain his views. He guessed where the treasure might be. Brush presence.

He humbly showed his familiarity with the school's classics, showed his talent and courage, and tried his best to let Xing Jiajia remember him, what a disciple who knows how to manage!
As the disciple wished, after Xing Jiajia remembered his name, he stepped back respectfully.

Unhindered all the way.

The five people walked out of the mountain gate together, found a secluded place, and disappeared without a trace. Suddenly there were shadows of the five people in the teahouse, but they disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Wei and Jiang Tianci thought they were dazzled.

Jiang Tianci frowned: "What kind of tricks is the boss playing?"

"No matter what to play, she will definitely bring back the elixir to solve the formation anyway." Jiang Wei is full of confidence in Xing Jiajia.No matter what happens, there seems to be nothing this boss can't do.

Besides, the five of them, Xing Jiajia, were accurately placed in the tombs of the successive heads of the Zhu Clan.

The originally warm sunshine turned cold in an instant, and a dense chill filled the surroundings.

The few people unconsciously lowered their footsteps. Those who are buried here are all the heads of the Zhu Clan, seniors.Almost everyone was famous and powerful in all directions before their lives, but now they are all sleeping in this small land.

Rows of pines and cypresses, rows of dark green, neatly guide the path of the few people. The mausoleum of the first master is at the outermost, and the further you go inside, the younger the master.

There is no sound in this mausoleum, as if it is a world where time is still, there are no birds, no insects, nothing.

The ground is even dry and quiet, not even dead branches and leaves.

An An didn't have so many taboos, he said softly: "It's really quiet here."

"It's quiet, it's a little strange." The burly man looked around, frowned, and paused for a moment, "It's a little unreal."

Xing Jiajia paused slightly, turned to look at the four of them and smiled: "I see."

"what do you know?"

"Why is it so quiet here, and where is the glazed furnace—" Xing Jiajia made a fuss.

"What?" Little Sanzi stared, so fast?

"The Liuli furnace is in the mausoleum of the founder of the Twin Gates. Since then, there has been no trace of the Liuli furnace. This is also a proof." Xing Jiajia looked around and gently brushed the air, "The tomb of the founder of the sect, Just behind the tombs."

Everyone was puzzled and shook their heads repeatedly. Xing Jiajia's thoughts jumped too fast, they couldn't keep up at all, and they didn't even understand the secret of the mausoleum.

(End of this chapter)