Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 79 The Tomb
"Daddy is looking for big brother. He left just now at the gate of the city. Big brother told me that he has something to leave for a while, and he will come back to us after finishing the matter."

The little girl tugged at the corner of Zeng Yuanqing's clothes and said timidly.

"That's how it is!"

Zeng Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and walked home.

It's just that I still have some doubts, what is it that can make a great congenital master so concerned.

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Li Yan was still walking leisurely on the official road, and every step he took, he could take several feet.

Anyang City has not changed much from what he remembered, and even the corner of the city gate is missing, it is exactly the same as in the previous life, which makes him even more curious about the Zeng Baishu buried in Guangping County.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to go back to Zeng Mansion to have a look, and he had already set foot on the official road to Guangping County.

It was noon, and there were few people on the official road, so Li Yan was relaxed and didn't need to avoid any pedestrians.

But in the time of two sticks of incense, a peaceful county town that has not yet suffered from military disasters appeared in front of him.

Taking out the dish to evade the guard's interrogation, Li Yan walked into the county, only slightly lying that the Zeng family's children came to recognize their ancestors, and soon some enthusiastic people stepped forward to show him the way to the Zeng's ancestral hall.

As a well-known official family in Anyang Prefecture, the Zeng family's ancestral hall is not magnificent. Although it covers an area of ​​tens of mu, it is built in a simple and elegant way, which is very blissful in the pastoral.

Now that the Zeng family is facing a catastrophe, and people are in panic all day long, how can there be a fool pretending to be a member of the Zeng family to come to recognize relatives at such a time.

Coupled with the fact that Li Yan's figure is slim, like standing out from the crowd, this kind of noble temperament is absolutely unmatched by human beings.

The porter who watched the value only hesitated for a moment, and let Li Yan in.

As soon as the Taoist entered the door, he saw familiar handwriting on the wall——

The virtuous should be respected, the villain should be spared, the filial piety should be respected, the five poisons should be punished, and the ambition should be high.

"You also like this sentence, junior?"

The concierge who led him all the way in grinned and murmured word by word. He was afraid that Li Yan would not understand the allusion, so he patiently explained it to him.

"This family motto is our ancestor of the Zeng family. Wen Zhenggong once wrote Weiwu himself, and used it to teach Taizu, who was still a playboy at that time. Since then, Taizu has awakened and studied hard. It is a good story to be a Jinshi and rank."

"This family motto has also been handed down."

The concierge is also a descendant of the Zeng family, but a distant relative who came out of Wufu, and he also looks very proud when talking about his ancestors.

Li Yan had a strange expression on his face.

Without him, the remote ancestor and Taizu in the other party's mouth, unfortunately, he happened to know them all.

Even the story behind this family motto, as a personal experience, no one knows what is going on better than him.

At that time, the grandson was not good at studying, relying on his father to be an official in the court, he bullied men and women all day long, and he looked like a tyrant in Anyang.

The daughter-in-law is also weak-tempered. When she was a child, she pampered the only seedling so much that she couldn't beat or scold her. In the end, Zeng Hopu, the head of the family, couldn't stand it anymore. Finally settled down.

At that time, Zeng Weiwu, who was already an official and a foreigner, also respected and feared his father who started from a humble beginning.

Hearing that the father disciplined his son, not only did he not object, he also wrote a letter to his family, ordering his wife and servants not to disobey the old father's words, even if the disobedient son was beaten to death, he was not allowed to stop him.

It's not that he doesn't know his father's medical skills, as long as he still has half a breath, Meng Po Bridge can bring you back to the world again.

It was Zeng Hopu's stick education that made this incompetent grandson know how to go astray.

After all, not everyone has the perseverance to watch the bones being broken and reconnected, and then the old man who is over fifty smiles and picks up the stick again.

The key is that he is a dandy who is addicted to drinking and sex all day long, and he is not a rival of an old man who is over fifty years old.

Going further inside is the place where the tablets of the ancestors of the Zeng family are stored.

It's just that such places, unless the family sacrifice is held every year, are generally not allowed to open at will.

Therefore, the concierge only brought Li Yan here, and stopped moving forward.

On the pretext that he wanted to go shopping, Li Yan used a trick to dismiss the concierge.

Feeling east and west, I finally came to the place where Zeng's ancestors were buried.

There are two stone steles standing prominently in the innermost part, with the inscription "Xianchao once tabooed the tomb of Baishu" and "the first concubine Zeng tabooed the tomb of Wu's family".

The white stone tablet is spotless, and it is obvious that the descendants have maintained it very well, and they dare not slack off.

Looking at the stone tablet engraved with the name of the junior sister, Li Yan showed nostalgia on his face.

Although I was close to my junior sister at the beginning, it was purposeful, but people are not ruthless, after years of getting along, the relationship between the two naturally does not need to be told to outsiders.

Originally, I thought that it would be a blessing for the husband and wife to die together when they grow old.

But now looking at the stele next to his wife's tomb, but it is someone else's stele, even though it has been reopened for the third time, Li Yan still has an inexplicable depression in his heart.

He took out the talisman sword issued by Zongmen from his rucksack, and saw that he used his mana for a while, and the talisman sword was as easy as cutting tofu, digging a shallow pit on the tomb in two or three strokes.

Without the effort of a cup of tea, Fu Jian suddenly bumped into something hard, swung his sleeve to brush away the buried soil, and a thick coffin painted with black paint came into view.

Following the coffin lid, cleaning off the dust on it, an ordinary coffin appeared in front of Li Yan.

Li Yan frowned, not because this coffin was unusual, on the contrary, but because this coffin seemed too ordinary.

Since the two brothers Weiwen and Weiwu are going to make a fortune in the future, they want to repair the tomb for the concubine of the former concubine. Everyone else has noticed, even the tombstone in front of the tomb has been replaced with a new one, so how could they forget the most important coffin.

In such a solemn and elegant cemetery, such an ordinary coffin appeared, which is precisely the most suspicious.

Li Yan carefully stretched out the talisman sword, and lifted a corner of the coffin lid.

Unexpectedly, Li Yan had exerted three-point force, but the coffin lid was still motionless, as if it had been welded to death with molten iron.

An ominous premonition surged in Li Yan's heart.

The real qi flowed slowly in the limbs and bones, Li Yan increased his strength, and at the same time the real energy flowed on the talisman sword, and a powerful force directly picked out the half-foot-long coffin.

It fell to the ground with a heavy muffled sound.

The violent collision seemed to revive the contents of the coffin, and they felt the aura of strangers. A strange and malicious aura gradually grew stronger, constantly hitting the coffin lid, as if it was about to get out of it.

Li Yan's scalp was numb, and he didn't know that he seemed to have stumbled through some secret unintentionally.

Withdrawing the talisman sword in front of his chest, he made a posture of guarding against death, watching the foreign objects in the coffin, and the movement became more and more intense.

Finally, the coffin seemed to be unbearable, and fine scratches like spider webs appeared on the lid.

With a sharp sound like fingernails scratching the wooden board, a big hole was pierced in the coffin lid, and a skinny and dark thing like a beast's claw slowly protruded from the coffin.

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(End of this chapter)