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Once again encountering a fork in the road, Lu Xiuyuan was in a dilemma, and seeing Shen Mingyu also hesitating, he wondered whether he should ask him. Before Lu Xiuyuan could ask, Shen Mingyu turned and entered the passage on the left. This time, he didn't even have the chance to speak to him. Lu Xiuyuan shook his head helplessly and followed the person in front into the deep corridor.
This time seemed a bit different. As they walked deeper, the stone walls gradually decreased, replaced by wooden pillars. Along the faint light, it seemed like a different kind of brightness could be seen. Shen Mingyu quickened his pace, and Lu Xiuyuan followed closely behind.
When Shen Mingyu found himself in this bright light, he realized that he was still under this cliff, or rather, in the imperial tomb of Rakshasa ancient country.
With each step, there was still a bottomless abyss at his feet, but this time there was a wooden corridor connecting to the distant stone wall on the opposite side. The carving technique was complex, and the wooden boards did not seem to have the sediment of a thousand years. They looked like they had just been painted red, fresh and new.
Lu Xiuyuan grabbed Shen Mingyu's sleeve and, before he stepped onto the wooden boards, whispered, "The color of these boards seems a bit off. Be careful."
Lu Xiuyuan After saying that, he let go of his hand. Shen Mingyu glanced at the area that had been pulled over by Lu Xiuyuan. Why does this person like pulling other people's sleeves so much? He probably forgot that he had just pulled someone else's sleeve and broke it.
Shen Mingyu pulled out the broken sword and stepped cautiously on the wooden board, carefully surveying the area.
Suddenly, the wooden board under his feet split open, revealing its true nature underneath, filled with inserted blades, with white bones and rotting or fresh bodies everywhere, and blood flowing through the blades.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Mingyu and Lu Xiuyuan leaped over this place, and the wooden boards immediately closed as if they had just been seeing things. As one wave subsided, another rose, and the two had already advanced to the halfway point of this suspended corridor, with no possibility of retreat. Before they could even slow down, a wave of heat rushed towards them, the sea of fire blurring their vision. In the midst of their haste to evade, Shen Mingyu and Lu Xiuyuan had already become increasingly distant. By the time Shen Mingyu noticed, he was already close to the end of the corridor.
Without much thought, Shen Mingyu immediately turned back and flew towards Lu Xiuyuan, gently embracing Lu Xiuyuan's waist, avoiding the flames on both sides, and wielding the broken sword to fend off the fire, cutting a path.
In an instant, Shen Mingyu safely landed at the end of the corridor with Lu Xiuyuan, and as soon as he let go, Lu Xiuyuan collapsed on the ground.
Shen Mingyu helped Lu Xiuyuan up again, sat on a rock, and looked at Lu Xiuyuan's burnt clothes and blackened face, saying, "Why are you so weak."
Lu Xiuyuan was somewhat bewildered and seemed to not have heard clearly, "What did you say?"
Perhaps the voice was too low, and he didn't hear, Shen Mingyu muttered, "It's nothing."
Lu Xiuyuan: "Oh."
Brushing off the sparks on the body, seeing the black mark in the palm, it is thought that the face is probably the same. Then noticing that the curse mark on the face is loose, Lu Xiuyuan simply silently recites, Shen Mingyu turns his head and sees the person in front of him shedding a layer of skin, startling him.
If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't left, the person's clothes hadn't changed, he would have really thought he had encountered some kind of "painting skin" monster.
"Speaking of which, this 'paint-skinned monster' is quite to my liking, with sword-like eyebrows, fair complexion, a very handsome young man."
Shen Mingyu: "You... Lu Xiuyuan?"
Lu Xiuyuan lifted his head, gave a slight smile to Shen Mingyu, and waved his hand, "It's me."
Shen Mingyu: "..."
"Why do you want to leave a mark on your face?"
Lu Xiuyuan: "Of course, I don't want others to know!"
Shen Mingyu: "Oh."
Lu Xiuyuan smiled, seeing Shen Mingyu looking a bit depressed, like the little milk dog he used to raise when he was a child, so cute even when angry, he wanted to pat its head.
He leaned in front of the person, speaking softly and gently, saying, "This time there is a real reason, I can't expose my face, I'm sorry, brother Mingyu. Can you forgive me?"
Shen Mingyu remained calm and collected. It was the first time in his life that he had been deceived for so long, and he couldn't help but wonder if even the name was fake. He felt a bit aggrieved at the thought of risking his own safety to go back and save him.
Seeing that Shen Mingyu was ignoring her, Lu Xiuyuan approached a little closer and said, "Ayu? I was wrong."
Shen Mingyu turned his head, and as Lu Xiuyuan tried to get closer, he saw Shen Mingyu holding his broken sword in front of him. The beautiful woman's attitude was firm, and it seemed he would have to coax her for a while.
Just when Lu Xiuyuan thought she wouldn't pay attention to him, the beauty spoke, "Your name."
"My name."
After a pause, Lu Xiuyuan understood.
"I didn't lie to you. 'Xiu Yuan' is my real name. As for my true name, I can't tell you right now. I will definitely tell you when we meet again in the future."
Shen Mingyu: "Oh."
Lu Xiuyuan: "..."
It's really hard to please!
In the underground imperial tomb, the lights are dim, and a cold wind blows through, with only two faint figures intersecting.
Shen Mingyu planned to talk to this person in a few days. He is still a little angry now. But it doesn't matter at all. The blush on his ear that the person just approached has not faded until now.
Lu Xiuyuan Once again, the spell was cast, and a new layer of skin grew on the face, looking slightly better than the previous one. Shen Mingyu looked much more pleasing to the eye, and the person seemed to sense it, opening their eyes and giving Shen Mingyu a sweet smile. At that moment, Shen Mingyu missed a beat.
I don't want to deal with him.
After getting a mouthful of dust from the Lu Xiuyuan, I awkwardly touched my nose.
After a short break, the two of them continued on. The road ahead was not like the previous few days, it was getting wider and wider. In some of the corners, there were bronze statues of the Fox Snake Immortal, some holding long whips, some holding long swords, and some holding wolf-tooth clubs. Their appearances hadn't changed much, all fierce and menacing, like evil spirits. The only strange thing was that these statues all held sharp weapons to some extent, looking somewhat peculiar.
"Ayu, look at these bronze statues here, they are quite interesting. Could it be that the people of the Rakshasa ancient country worshiped some fierce ghosts! How could they have such sinister statues of their guardian gods, and even placed them in the imperial tomb? There's no need for so many to suppress evil spirits!"
Shen Mingyu also seemed puzzled and replied slowly, "It is indeed strange. Perhaps these bronze statues have other uses that we do not fully understand."
Lu Xiuyuan chuckled, "You finally responded to me, Ayu."
Shen Mingyu: "..."
He closed his mouth tightly again.
Lu Xiuyuan: All the way, he was thinking about how to cheer him up, took out his last private stash of pastries, and the beauty was also disdainful, it seems that she is holding a grudge. Now that he finally said something, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have these people in front died? How come there are so many of them lying around, not even leaving space for planting radishes."
Lu Xiuyuan Seeing so many people lying here, some are puzzled. What kind of illusion has caused so many people to fall?
In front of me, there is a tall gate, about five or six people high, with familiar bronze statues on the left and right. However, this time, on the left is the Ten-Tails Immortol Fox, and on the right is an ancient giant python. The carvings are more meticulous than every previous bronze statue, lifelike. Looking at their eyes, one might even think they have come alive.
And there seems to be a lingering imprint on top, with a hint of the pressure of ancient monsters. The main gate has been opened, and inside lie many people, some already turned into white bones, while others have a fierce expression of pain on their faces, seemingly still struggling in the illusion. And behind these people, a sword is floating in the air.
The cold light is shining, the sword is sharp, and there are complex patterns and texts all over the body. It looks like an ancient relic. Upon closer inspection, there are two large characters engraved near the hilt. "Bandit."
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