The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 304 The Yellow River
Lift the coffin and set off!
As I gave a low shout, the group of people who were finally selected as the coffin bearers followed closely behind the coffin.

Together with Qin Yuluo and Zhao Goucheng lying in the coffin, a coffin-carrying team that seemed to be 11 people but actually only consisted of ten people officially headed to the Immortal Tomb.

As for being a coffin bearer, we actually don’t need to do anything. The coffin can walk on its own and knows the way. We just need to follow it.

Fortunately, this coffin seemed to be very spiritual and did not walk openly on the road. The roads it took were almost all remote. In addition, it was late at night, so it did not attract the attention of others.

I walked like this all night. I wanted to think of a way to stop the coffin first and wait for the next night before rushing on. But when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone down, it seemed to have suddenly lost its life and stopped on its own initiative. When it was down, it looked like an ordinary coffin.

We just took this opportunity to rest where we were, but when night came, it stopped taking the initiative to move forward.

It wasn't until we dripped blood onto the coffin again that it continued to set off. It was really a glutton.

In this way, we walked under the stars and the moon all the way, and developed the habit of staying up day and night.

And this walk lasted for more than half a month, but there was still no intention of stopping.

Even though I am extremely patient, I felt a little anxious at this time.

I couldn't help but start to wonder, can this coffin really take us to the Immortal Tomb?Didn't the cold man say before that to go to the Immortal Tomb, you need to go through the mysterious temple of the Luban Sect? Why haven't they shown up yet?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, and I couldn't pin my hopes on a coffin.

So when everyone was resting, I quietly called Gesang to me.

I asked him directly: "Gelsang, we have been walking this way for a long time. I didn't ask you before because I was afraid of putting pressure on you, but now I feel something is wrong. Can't you sense the approximate location of the Immortal Burial Tomb? Please help me see if there is any problem with our route, and whether it is consistent with your induction." Gesang did not show any deliberate approach or alienation to me because of my recent sensational performance in Xuanmen. She still treated me as before. As best friends, they also keep the distance they deserve.

She said directly to me: "Dengtang, I have the same idea as you. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of putting pressure on you. After all, the current route is led by you. I was afraid of interrupting your train of thought. That is, I never mentioned it to you."

"Judging from my current senses, our route seems to have deviated. In fact, when we first set off, I could feel that we were heading to the Immortal Burial Tomb, but as we approached, the route changed again."

I frowned and said, "Are we taking the opposite route now?"

Gesang shook his head and said: "That's not the case. Dengtang. I told you before that there are not just one tomb of immortals that I can sense, but five. Although we passed one of the tombs, The Immortal Tomb soon deviated, but now we are heading towards another Immortal Tomb."

Seeing what Gesang said, I suddenly felt doubtful.

This four-legged coffin clearly passed through the Immortal Burial Tomb, but then changed its route and left?
Are there differences among these immortal burial tombs?What we want to go to is not any one of them, but only one of them?
What makes me even more confused is that since we have already passed one of the immortal burial mounds, why didn’t we notice anything about it?What kind of existence is this Immortal Tomb?
So I asked Gesang again: "Gasang, since you can sense the existence of the Immortal Burial Tomb we passed before. Have you discovered what kind of place it is? Is it a building on the ground? Or is it underground? 's tomb?"

But Gesang shook his head and said, "No, because I can't sense its specific location, I can only sense a rough idea, so I don't know what it looks like specifically?"

I became more and more curious: "Even if I can only sense a rough idea, I can at least roughly tell what it looks like. For example, is it a private house? Or is it an ancient city, or is it a deep mountain forest?"

Gesang shook his head again and said, "No, it's in the water. It's in the Yellow River, so I can't see anything."

(End of this chapter)