1875: C1875 Shaking Grave

C1875 Shaking Grave

Shen Qingwu's mood could be said to be in upheavals. At this moment, all that was left was uncontrollable excitement.

She spent an entire day dressing up for herself, and then coaxed that scumbag Lee Nanfang over to the Xiliang Village so that she could see Yang Xiao.

Only ten or so minutes ago, this wish had become somewhat dim.

Lee Nanfang suddenly fell into a hole in the grave. Immediately after that, countless corpses crawled out and forced her to retreat for a long distance.

According to normal people's thoughts, she could only feel that Lee Nanfang was in trouble.

With so many corpses gathered together, they could slaughter an entire village.

Just Lee Nanfang's body should be split, it might not even be enough for those little bugs to fill the gaps between their teeth.

Miss Shen really didn't care about the fact that someone had died.

What she was angry about was that this scumbag hadn't even fully displayed his abilities. How could he die so easily?

At the very least, he should have lured out Yang Xiao, the one she wanted to see the most, and then died.

Without Lee Nanfang, the clue to finding Yang Xiao was broken. This made her at a loss and she stood in a daze for a long time.

While she was still in a daze, the surrounding ground started to rustle. "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!"

Ye Zichen looked carefully.

The bugs that forced her out of the grave all retreated as if the tide had ebbed away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qingwu immediately felt as if she was in the dark. She ran back and stood beside the grave where Lee Nanfang had fallen.

He shouted a few times, but there was no response.

On the contrary, the ghostly flames in the surroundings were drifting back and forth. The cold wind was blowing and echoing, scaring her so much that she no longer dared to make a sound.

Then, he recalled the ghost story Lee Nanfang told before he disappeared.

No matter how arrogant Shen Qingwu was, she could not withstand the fear in her heart.

Just as she was hesitating about whether she should take advantage of this moment when nothing was happening and run away, leaving this land of trouble …

In the distance, there was a faint beam of light coming from a hand.

He didn't know what Shen Qingwu was thinking, but she immediately dashed behind a big tree in the nearby forest and hid herself.

After hiding for a short period of time, he saw a group of people walking over.

And the one in the lead was Yang Xiao, the person Miss Shen wanted to see in her heart. Who else could it be?

In just a split-second, Shen Qingwu was completely overwhelmed by her own intelligence.

He already knew that if he caught Lee Nanfang, he would be able to meet Yang Xiao.

When Lee Nanfang was in danger, Yang Xiao would appear.

This was an unbreakable truth.

Lee Nanfang thanked him silently in his heart. Then, he immediately tossed that scum to the back of his mind.

Anyway, if Lee Nanfang could survive, he would be fine.

If he was dead for sure, he could be considered to have saved the country a graveyard.

So what if you like it?

No matter what, it couldn't compare to Miss Shen dressing up like a mirror in front of her beloved.

With that thought in mind, Shen Qingwu lowered her head and started to remove the disguise on her face.

Since she was sure Yang Xiao was here, there was no need for her to pretend to be another face.

Disassembling makeup and making up for it was a piece of cake in one fell swoop.

When all the preparations were done, and she took a step forward, it just so happened that Old Man Wang and the Great Elder exclaimed at the same time at a lonely grave.

Yang Xiao was also the first to notice the commotion over here.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Shen Qingwu walked out, dressed in a long red coat.

He didn't even wait for the words to come out.

A roar broke the silence of the night.

"Ghost!"

Ever since Old Man Wang's eldest son had entered the ancestral tomb area, he had always been extremely nervous.

Suddenly, he saw a woman in red walk out from the shadow under the tree. She was scared out of her wits even before he could see her face. She threw down what she was holding in her hands and ran away screaming.

Extremely awkward.

Shen Qingwu would never have thought that the chance encounter she prepared for Yang Xiao would be completely destroyed by a passerby before the competition even started.

More importantly, she was treated as a ghost girl.

An evil fire rose in her heart. At that time, she had wanted to chase after him and tear him into eight pieces.

Old Man Wang's eldest son had escaped the punishment of heaven and was at risk of being persecuted by others. He was definitely unlucky.

Fortunately, it was Yang Xiao. At this critical moment, he saved that brat's life once again.

Almost at the same time Shen Qingwu walked out from behind the tree, Yang Xiao had already moved his body and approached her.

King Xuanyuan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Shen Qingwu's face. He asked, "Why are you here?"

It was this question that brought Shen Qingwu back to her senses from her rage.

Shen Qingwu immediately forgot about the guy who treated her like a ghost. She focused all her attention on Yang Xiao. Her eyes were sharp and her tone was filled with disdain.

"Why can't I be here?"

Shen Qingwu's haughty attitude was obvious after her question.

She had no other choice. Even when she faced the person she loved in her heart, she still couldn't shake off the pride in her bones.

It was a pity that she, Miss Shen, had a higher position and King Xuanyuan, Yang Xiao's spirit was even higher.

For those who did not answer his questions directly, Yang Xiao had always dealt with them in two different ways.

Either kill them directly, or leave them for later.

Shen Qingwu was honored to be the second kind of person.

Thus, Yang Xiao turned around and left without hesitation, leaving Shen Qingwu with a proud and aloof back.

When Yang Xiao returned to the Great Elder's side, he returned to his previous topic. He asked, "D-cough, what did you mean when you said the White Tiger's corpse?"

Like I said.

Before Shen Qingwu appeared, the Great Elder and Old Man Wang gasped in admiration at the grave.

Old Man Wang understood immediately.

On the contrary, the words "White Tiger Ouroboros" that the Head Elder mentioned piqued Yang Xiao's curiosity.

What is the White Tiger Body?

This word was also the name of the Wind Water Spell.

There were two phoenixes in Paradise, one in the morning sun, the other in the sky.

In response, there was an ominous place called Feng Shui.

As the saying goes, when all living things are connected, there is always a chance of success and there is always viciousness.

The area around the Xiliang Mountain was the most auspicious place, the "Hidden Dragon in the Sky". The Four-sided True Gods guarded it, and the Eastern Green Dragon cave was the place where all the luck was gathered.

And the White Tiger position in the west also had a hole in it that had poor Feng Shui's luck.

Xiliang Village's ancestral grave occupied the "West White Tiger's forehead." From the top to the bottom and from the west to the east, it would fall into the mouth of the White Tiger True God.

The position of the White Tiger was also known as the Broken Army, it naturally carried a towering baleful aura.

Killing intent gathered in his mouth.

If a corpse was buried here, it would form the scene of a "White Tiger Ouroboros Corpse".

The killing intent gathered in one place.

Correspondingly, the oriental acupoints were able to display a great amount of potential. Then, the White Tiger's corpse in the west would be able to condense a great amount of infernal energy.

If he was matched with it, the person buried there would be a dead man.

That would be great.

It was very possible that his resentment soared to the heavens. His corpse did not rot, and he returned the corpse to its soul. This was truly a disaster for the human world.

"Your Majesty, there's no time to lose. It would be best to immediately dig out that corpse from the grave. Otherwise, once all the killing intent has been gathered, there will be a storm of blood and burnt flesh."

After explaining the meaning of the White Tiger's corpse, the Head Elder still could not hold it in. With a worried tone, he made this request to Yang Xiao.

Accept, or not agree?

It was all within Yang Xiao's thoughts.

In fact, he didn't want to agree at all.

There was a ghost embryo in front, and a corpse transformation with an overwhelming killing intent behind it. This was something Yang Xiao had never seen or heard of before.

This place was full of people, and it had nothing to do with King Xuanyuan.

How could the king not see the legendary things just to save the lives of a group of unrelated people?

"Old man, are you saying that there are zombies underneath that grave?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Yang Xiao and the Great Elder turned around at the same time. The person who spoke was not Shen Qingwu, so who else could it be?

Earlier, Yang Xiao turned around and left without giving any face, making Shen Qingwu so depressed that she almost vomited blood on the spot.

However, what deeply attracted Miss Shen was Yang Xiao's personality, which was even more arrogant than her. If she did not have such a repulsive attitude, she would not have bothered to come all the way here.

Therefore, Shen Qingwu didn't feel that anything was amiss.

Instead, like a candy, he stuck to it and quietly listened to the conversation between the Great Elder and Yang Xiao.

Feng Shui's momentum, his murderous aura soaring, these were words he could faintly understand.

Shen Qingwu was, of course, most interested in the words "a corpse to its soul".

As the Sect Master of the Fructus, she had been wandering at the lowest level of society for many years.

He was asking the Great Elder.

Shen Qingwu only stared at the Head Elder, treating Yang Xiao like he was nothing.

It was hard to say what kind of mentality this woman had.

However, the Great Elder must be feeling extremely puzzled at the moment.

From the moment Shen Qingwu appeared under the big tree not far away, to when Yang Xiao walked over, to when he came back with a single sentence, the Great Elder had seen everything.

What surprised him the most was the way this woman treated the king.

The moment he opened his mouth, he spoke rudely, but the king didn't seem to blame him in the slightest.

This was simply a miracle.

With this surprise, the Head Elder naturally focused his gaze on Shen Qingwu's face and observed her appearance.

Her hair was seven feet long and as black as paint. Even in the dark night of the waning moon, it could still shine brightly.

Bright eyes and phoenix eyes, full of spirit. The Heavenly Court was leisurely and elegant, with a dignified and beautiful appearance.

He had a straight nose and a thick body.

Especially her full lips, which were alluring and alluring. Anyone who looked at her would be deeply moved.

It was a pity that there was a black mole the size of a small grain of rice at the bottom right corner of his mouth.

This is the "eating nevus," meaning eating a hundred meals, there is no fixed place.

"Blessed are the rich and the poor; their lives are in the hands of beggars."

As he thought about it, the surprise in the Head Elder's heart increased a bit.

He had never thought that there would be such a person that would face fate in this world. It was completely irrelevant to his life, so how could he appear on the same person at the same time?

The Great Elder's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly cupped his hands together and greeted Shen Qingwu. "My lady, this old man's surname is Yang. May I know if you —"

"Who are you calling Madam?"1

Before the Head Elder could finish his words, Shen Qingwu's angry shout interrupted him.

Facing an unfamiliar woman, what should I call her?

This was a question that many people were puzzled about.

The Great Elder's gaze was sinister and he could tell that Shen Qingwu was over thirty years old. It was understandable that he would address her as Madam.

But how could he know that until now, Miss Shen was still a bitter, single dog.

When he heard the retort, the Great Elder realized that he had addressed him wrongly and was about to change his words.

Another howl erupted from the side of the crowd.

"Ah, it moved, it moved!"

Old Man Wang screamed and crawled over, hugging the Great Elder's leg.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to find that the lonely grave was falling down with a crashing sound, as if something was trying to crawl out from the ground.

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