"Actually, this matter is far more serious than you think..." Lin Qing looked at Huangfu Tao, who was already sweating like a river, but after thinking about it, he didn't really say these words.

Thinking about it, the object of the wool harvesting before was just a trace of evil thoughts left by Emperor Zhenwu in the mausoleum. As a result, it has caused the old age of Tianyuan emperors in the Jiuxiang world to be ominous, and the wool that Huangfu Tao gathered came from the God of Thunder!

Who was the God of Thunder in the ancient heaven?

The Haotian God of the ancient first Yuan era, the second disciple of the old Buddha at Lingshan, the first promoter of demons in the world, the supreme being on the other side, the ancient demon Buddha Ananda!

When someone from the other side, especially one who hated the other side, said that Huangfu Tao was like "a newborn calf not afraid of tigers," Lin Qing felt a little light.

I really thought they were the ones who opened the charity hall!

As long as you get involved with the people on the other side, no matter how you do it, you will fall into their eyes and become a small fry under their fishing line.

If you don't move, it will be fine. If you move, the world will fall apart!

You took advantage of others, so it's better if you don't have an attack.

Once an attack occurs, not to mention your own life, but the blood of your entire family, that is considered "light"!

Among those on the other side, Haotian, Thundergod, Demon Buddha, and Ananda are even more famous for being narrow-minded, perverted and crazy, harming others without benefiting oneself, backstabbing the king of kings, and taking advantage of him. You still want to think that he is nothing.

Didn't happen?

Thinking too much!

In comparison, Zhenwu Evil Nian's curse of "not bringing harm to the family" really seems like a joke.

Taking advantage of other people's evil thoughts is nothing more than bad luck in your old age, and it doesn't disturb your life as a "living person", so what else is there to be unhappy about?

"Sigh~ After all, in this world, kind-hearted people like me, Lin Qing, who are honest and friendly, willing to help others, support the young, comfort the soul, and respond to requests... are really rare. Instead, they are those who are willing to take advantage of others.

There are too many guys. The local ones are too rude, and the ones who have no technical skills at all are the most annoying..."

"Then, come and make a wish to me!"

That's why Lin Qing said with emotion to Huangfu Tao.

Huangfu Tao: "..."

His face looked miserable. Is this what a human said?

After Zhenwu's evil thoughts were flicked away by Lin Qing's finger, Huangfu Tao's howling like a slaughtered pig never stopped in Huangfu Tao's ears.

At this moment, he still wants to make him make the same mistakes as others. Huangfu Tao doesn't want to say anything. Now he just wants Lin Qing to be a better person again...

"What? Do you have an idea?" The brilliance of the yin and yang mixed hole in Lin Qing's eyes is deep and majestic. One appears as a black turtle, and the other appears as a snake. The turtle and snake are twined together, black and white collide, birth, development and destruction.

"No, that's my happiness."

"Then why are your faces wrinkled together?"

"Xinfu, my face is full of happiness, but naturally it wrinkles..."

How could Huangfu Tao dare to admit it? He shook his head repeatedly, with a happy smile on his face.

But there was no way to vent the unintentional frustration in his heart. He endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ang!" I saw him raise his palm, and the thunder in his palm was like five thunders from the sky, judging the crime and judging the punishment.

Then... there was a "pop" sound, and he was slapped on the face, and then Huangfu Tao couldn't help crying, and let out an undisguised wail of grief.

Huangfu Tao had a premonition that he would never expect to return to Jiuxiang and see his wife, children and disciples again in this life.

"What? You have an opinion."

"No, this makes me happy."

"Then why are you still crying?"

"Happy, my eyes are full of happiness, and naturally I shed tears..."

When he thought about his idiotic behavior not long ago, when he was so heroic and rushed into Zhenwu's mausoleum to fight Zhenwu's evil thoughts, Huangfu Tao couldn't help but feel "happy" on his face again.

I told you that you have weak hands, that you have a bad mouth, and that you regard myths and legends as bullshit. It’s okay now, I really can’t go back...

…

The darkness is deep and dark, just like the usual Zhenwu Mausoleum.

The haze is dark, unable to distinguish between light and dark, black and white, as if it is blocked by fog, or itself is permanently separated by yin and yang.

Suddenly, a tiny speck of dust streaked down from the corner of the wall, never creating a ripple in the vast mausoleum.

I saw a middle-aged emperor wearing a black water yin and yang robe, wearing a twenty-four square sky emperor's crown, holding a turtle and snake sword, hydrating internal clothes, a silk sash, and hemp shoes. His face was pale and he looked like a middle-aged emperor. Come out.

There is a gloomy look about this emperor, more like a dead person than a living person, more like a demon than a god!

Walking in this mausoleum filled with the malice of gods and demons and full of indescribable horrors, the emperor seemed to be walking in his own home, even if all malice was not brought upon him.

Behind the emperor, a mighty middle-aged man holding a spear eight feet tall and with elegant sleeves followed closely behind him step by step.

However, this middle-aged man's face was gray, his breath was gone, and he seemed to be dying. No matter what, he could not be connected to the living person.

Tap tap tap…

There was darkness and silence in the mausoleum, except for the sound of footsteps coming from nowhere, and bursts of faint howls, faintly transmitted from the bottom of the mausoleum.

It was the "Emperor Tianyuan" who had been cursed by Zhenwu's evil thoughts throughout the ages. Due to his unlucky old age, he had to escape to the mausoleum.

Although this is a mausoleum, Zhenwu was compassionate and willing to use so-called "funeral objects" when he first established the mausoleum. Even the so-called "organs" were just the result of the natural gathering of Zhenwu after all his malice and strength were cut off.

Therefore, these "Tian Yuan Emperors" have no natural enemies in the mausoleum.

After their intelligence was deceived, they wandered around the tomb like yin and yang inverted zombie ghosts.

The body is immortal, the consciousness is chaotic, and it is difficult to live and die.

After being cursed by the evil thoughts of Zhenwu, these evil Tianyuan ghosts of all generations naturally inherited the important task of protecting the tomb.

No matter who it is, as long as they step into the tomb as a "living person", they will inevitably be attacked by them, blood-eating evil, terrifying and terrifying!

But at this moment, after suddenly sensing the aura of the black-robed emperor, these evil ghosts seemed to have encountered the emperor who was in charge of their reincarnation and other reincarnations, and each of them suppressed their own voices.

He was submissive and unwilling and did not dare to say anything for fear of disturbing the emperor's majesty.

The emperor walked step by step towards the depths of the mausoleum, crossing the space between life and death, stepping through the chamber of heaven and earth, and walking on the layer of water and fire. There seemed to be nothing in the mausoleum that could stop his pace.

Finally he came to the outside of Lin Qing's center, where there was an unfathomable abyss. On the edge of the abyss were steps going down layer by layer.

At a glance, you can't see the bottom.

On both sides of the starting steps, there are stone pillars extending upward, forming a strange high platform in mid-air, like an ancient seal with undulating turtles and snakes, majestic and desolate.
Chapter completed!