"Yo, Old Qiu, don't play this trick on me. I don't need to tell you this. Today, if you don't bring me to the Tomb of the Living Dead, I will slaughter your Quan Zhen Sect!”Huo Du was so angry that he laughed and threatened.
"Sigh, forget it. Huo Du, I'll bring you to the Tomb of the Living Dead now.”Qiu Chuji said helplessly and made an inviting gesture.
"Uncle Guo, Uncle Guo, I want to go too.”Outside the main hall, a young man wearing a bamboo hat and linen clothes ran to Guo Jing and called out.
"Jing 'er, this is…" Qiu Chuji asked in confusion. He looked at the young man's lively eyes and could not remember where he had seen him before.
Guo Jing grabbed Yang Guo's hand and looked at Qiu Chuji as he said to Yang Guo,"Come, Guo 'er, greet Taoist Qiu.”
"Priest Qiu, this is Yang Kang's son, Yang Guo!”Guo Jing whispered to Qiu Chuji.
"Oh…" Qiu Chuji heard Guo Jing's words and grabbed Yang Guo's hand. He stared at him and smiled kindly."I was wondering…"
"Greetings, Priest Qiu ~" Yang Guo obediently bowed to Qiu Chuji and said with a smile.
"Good, good, good! Good child, quickly get up…" Qiu Chuji laughed heartily. Seeing his beloved disciple's son, Qiu Chuji was also exceptionally happy.
Although Yang Guo didn't know why Qiu Chuji was so happy to see him, he could guess.'Looks like this stinky Taoist priest definitely knows my father…'
Then, Qiu Chuji brought everyone to the Tomb of the Living Dead.
In front of the Living Dead Tomb, Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Huo Du, Qiu Chuji, and the Quan Zhen Sect's disciples gathered. Looking at the majestic Living Dead Tomb, they could not help but sigh.
"Is this the Tomb of the Living Dead? Huo Du pointed at the Living Dead Tomb and asked Qiu Chuji.
At this moment, Qiu Chuji was on tenterhooks. He was mourning in his heart. He only hoped that Young Master Yuxian had already left the Living Dead Tomb. When he heard Huo Du's words, he nodded absent-mindedly.
"Uncle Guo, what are you guys doing?”When Yang Guo saw Guo Jing and Qiu Chuji like this, he could not help but ask, was this ancient tomb so terrifying? Could it be that there was a man-eating corpse?
Thinking of this, Yang Guo shivered and quickly hid behind Guo Jing, revealing his head.
Seeing that the old Daoist was certain, Huo Du took a step forward and smiled. He circulated his internal strength and shouted,"The Mongolian Prince Huo Du is here to congratulate Miss Xiao Longnu on her birthday. He heard that Miss Xiao Longnu is going to have a martial arts competition to find a spouse, so he came to pay his respects!”
Inside the ancient tomb.
When Mo Yu heard this, he couldn't help but smile and asked,""Long 'er, why didn't I know about the Joust For A Spouse?”
"Master, I don't know what's going on either.”Xiao Longnu shook her head, her face confused.
Mo Yu could not help but feel puzzled. In the original novel, it was Li Mochou who spread the news, but now, Li Mochou should not be like this, right?
Mo Yu couldn't understand. If it wasn't Li Mochou, then who could it be? However, very soon, Mo Yu stopped letting his imagination run wild and said indifferently,""Long 'er, since they are celebrating your birthday, you should go out and meet them.”
"Long Er, today is your birthday, so I don't have anything to give you. However, since it's so lively, why don't we play a song together?”Mo Yu looked at Xiao Longnu and smiled.
Mo Yu's eyes were indifferent as he looked out of the tomb. His gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the stone walls to see Huo Du and the others. Then, he smiled slightly. Since he had come, he would stay and watch a song…
"Clang ~" What answered him was not the proper response, but the sound of a zither.
Inside the tomb, Xiao Longnu sat cross-legged with a white jade zither placed in front of her. Her jade-like hands were slowly playing the zither. She was elegant and cold, but her posture was mesmerizing.
Very soon, the entire Tomb of the Living Dead was filled with the melodious sound of the zither. Everyone could not help but be intoxicated by it. Only Huo Du Da Er Ba, Guo Jingqiu, and Chuji were not disturbed by the sound. They frowned and thought, An expert!
Seeing the infatuated Yang Guo, Guo Jing patted him on the shoulder and injected some internal energy into him. Yang Guo woke up from his dazed state."Uncle Guo, it's so nice!"
After all, if this person was really Young Master Yuxian, how could they not be mesmerized by the flute music?
"Hey! Wake up! Wake up!" Da Er Ba shouted at the Mongolian soldiers. As expected, he woke up after shouting. Although his eyes were still a little blurry, he gradually woke up.
"Jing 'er, this zither music is so powerful. As expected of Lin Chaoying's descendant disciple!：”Qiu Chuji stroked his beard and praised.
In the tomb, Mo Yu shook his head. It seemed that Long 'er's Supreme Joy Mysterious Scripture was not profound enough. That was right, Long' er had only practiced for a few months, it was already very good that she could reach this level,""Long Er, White Snow."
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