Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Chapter 36: Tomb of the ancestors

Gu Peijiu leaned forward and picked up the green hairband from the tree. Her fingertips were dyed with the coldness of the frost and dew on the hairband. She looked down at the hairband around the snow-white fingertips and paused, not knowing what she was feeling.

Ye Sheng rustled, someone came over.

Gu Peijiu’s eyes moved slightly, and he put the hairband and jade pendant in his sleeve together. At the same time, a clear voice rang, “Is the junior sister?”

Gu Peijiu glanced sideways, and the man was wearing a blue and white sword suit, a long sword on his waist, a blue belt in deer boots, and clear eyebrows. He was the eldest disciple of Jianfeng, Chang Lan.

“Yeah.” Gu Peijiu nodded nonchalantly, “Brother is also here?”

“The wind direction is a little weird, so I came here to take a look.” Chang Lan laughed, and then asked, “Junior Sister came earlier than me, what can I find?”

Before Gu Peijiu could answer, Chang Lan looked around and frowned again, “The devilish energy seems to have disappeared, and the disciples who are inspecting are not mindful, but it is Jianfeng’s negligence.”

Gu Peijiu clenched the jade pendant in his hand slightly, but his voice was calm, “Senior brother, don’t blame yourself. It’s also one of my Danfeng’s responsibilities to guard Yamamoto. It’s a pity that Danfeng’s disciples are not good at offensive skills. The responsibility of the mountain is fully borne by the brother, and the sister is ashamed.”

“Junior sister is serious.” Chang Lan said hurriedly, then changed the subject, “What can I find?”

“There is a puppet corpse over there, which was cross-cut in half.” Gu Peijiu said, and the two came to the chopped cedar tree and the puppet corpse together. The girl in red and white maple clothes had no expression on her face and voice. Wu Dan, “There is also this tree that was split horizontally, but I don’t know who did it.”

“…” Chang Lan glanced at the demonized puppet that had been split in half on the ground, and then at the huge cedar tree that was chopped down by a human being cut across it. Surprised, he bent over. Picking up half of the mask on the ground, “This puppet, is… the guard?”

“Yeah.” The girl faintly replied, which was regarded as a reply.

Chang Lan was a little embarrassed for a while. Although he was both a big disciple, and in detail, he was considered a senior, but he didn’t know why he couldn’t speak in front of this junior sister. Although in front of the head of the master, the younger sister said that she was relying on his help, but in fact, apart from necessary official business, let alone help, they hardly had any extra communication.

…Maybe this junior is too cold by nature.

Chang Lan thought for a while, “The Shouling is the guardian puppet of the ancestor Lingxi. I don’t know who disturbed them.”

“…” Gu Peijiu was silent for a while, “Brother, the demonized ‘shouling’ is no longer the ancestor’s ‘shouling’.”

Without the soul of oneself, one cannot guard the soul of others.

But they are still a symbol of Lingxi ancestors being guarded. Lingxi ancestors slept in the back mountain, and their souls have long been reincarnated, leaving behind a mountain of guards and other terrible charms and monsters, so in order to prevent disciples from being killed, It is also to maintain the awe of Lingxi’s ancestors that the back mountain will be classified as a forbidden area.

Chang Lan looked a little helpless, “Junior Sister said so.”

After speaking, Chang Lan looked around and found the situation of the fight was very obvious, “It seems that someone entered the back mountain, fought with the puppet here, and then killed the puppet and escaped.”

“Yeah.” Gu Peijiu nodded slightly, thinking of the teenager who was still smiling the other day, his heart was full of waves, but there was no expression on his face.

“I need to report this matter to the head…I’m at the important time of recruiting disciples at this door, so don’t make any mistakes.” Chang Lan said.

“Yeah.” Gu Peijiu nodded, “It should be.”

“…I heard that Junior Sister will choose one of the inner disciples selected for this session to personally teach?” Chang Lan picked up the demonized puppet that had been chopped in half, and the two walked out side by side. His tone was casual, “But in Do you see a close eye among the candidates for entry-level disciples?”

For some reason, Chang Lan felt that the younger sister’s face seemed to be colder.

The jade in his hand seems a bit hot.

Her voice was unwavering, “No eyes closed.”

None of them closed their eyes, but there was a bad one.

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When Xia Ge came back to her senses, she was already fascinated and followed the stray deer stepping down the bluestone stairs into a place like an underground palace. In front of me is a passage made of stone, with intricate murals carved on the stone wall, one by one, one by one, the night pearls as big as a fist, one by one in three steps, illuminating the whole stone road with lights.

“Hey—what did you bring me here for?” Xia Ge stopped immediately, pinching the sickle, “I want to go back!”

The stray deer with beautiful double horns turned to look at her. With a pair of beautiful purple eyes like stars and moons, it nodded at her, and then the figure slowly became blurred, and finally disappeared like a dream.

“…Disappeared?”

Xia Ge was taken aback, “Are you gone?”

…What is the deer?

After she recovered, she shook her head, no matter what the deer was, she had to go back now.

Xia Ge turned around and wanted to go back the same way. Who knew that when she came in, there were obviously bluestone stairs. When she turned around, the bluestone stairs disappeared, and there was a stone wall behind her!

Xia Ge: “…”

Xia Ge knocked it with a sickle, “bangs” sounded, solid, not phantom, nor hollow.

“Just… there is clearly a way behind me?” Xia Ge looked dumbfounded, “Why is it gone?”

“You just caught the deer of the lost deer.” The system said, “When you just followed it, everything you saw was fake.”

Xia Ge was taken aback, feeling a little confused, “Fake?…Lost deer? The blue sika deer just now?”

System: “Well, that’s a lost deer.”

Xia Ge: “What does it do, why did it find me? I owe it money?”

System: “…I don’t know whether you owe it or not, but it must find you for a reason.”

Xia Ge was at a loss: “The reason…? It really is because I owe it money, right?”

System: “…” You just can’t get along with the silver, right?

The system decided to explain it in another way: “Have you ever heard of ‘knowing when you get lost’?”

Xia Ge’s heart was vaguely weird: “Yeah.”

System: “Souls will reincarnate. People who have gone through reincarnation follow a brand new path. All kinds of past lives are lost to people in this world.”

Xia Ge seemed to understand but did not understand: “It seems to understand a little bit.”

The system explained, “Knowing when you get lost, normal means people don’t stay on the wrong road and return to the right path earlier, but here, there is another meaning.”

“Let people not indulge in various past lives and return to life in this world sooner.”

Xia Ge understood, “That lost deer… You seemed to tell me not to follow him?”

“Yes, the appearance of the lost deer means that you have not yet resolved the cause and effect in your previous life, and you have found your present life, but for you in the present life, all the past lives are lost and entangled, and there will be no good results. “The system’s voice was low, “But the one who should have come can’t hide. Did you hear a sentence of’lost deer, don’t know how to return’?”

Xia Ge knocked on her hand, “Yes! Yesterday I dreamed that a little girl was singing a messy nursery rhyme, and there was this sentence in it!”

Xia Ge’s expression became a little nervous, “Did I owe a lot of money to someone in my previous life? I have to let the lost deer come to me and let me go back to pay the debt after I reincarnated—ah, how much money I owed in my previous life! Too much! It’s terrible! It really is lost!”

system:”…”

The system decided to ignore the panic that its host was about to be entangled by the creditor: “If you hear that sentence, then you will not be able to avoid encountering a lost deer.”

Xia Ge: “???”

System explanation: “If someone hears this sentence in a dream, then this person will receive a sign of a lost deer, no matter where he is or where he is, he will encounter it… and the lost deer will not do it for money. This kind of thing came to you.”

Xia Ge slapped his tongue, “It’s so amazing…As long as it’s not silver, I’m relieved.”

System: “…” If it’s pure silver, it’s easy.

“Then I have been found by it now, what are the consequences?” Xia Ge was surprised, “I don’t seem to have seen the story of a lost deer in the book.”

System: “I don’t know what its purpose is to bring you here. But it should be a matter of a previous life…not money.”

“My past life?” Xia Ge seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up suddenly, “Yes, my past life! It won’t find out what I do in modern times?! Wow, that’s interesting!”

System: “…Don’t get excited, I don’t think it should be.”

Xia Ge sighed in a rare melancholy, “I’ve been in this book for several years… Fortunately, before I left, I grew a mind and told my brother the bank card password.”

It shouldn’t be very bitter.

System: “Well, this is good.”

Xia Ge still looked melancholy: “Oh, actually think about it, I shouldn’t have told him, he is full of warmth and lust.”

The system is merciless: “Oh? Then you are the legendary starving heart stealing heart?”

Xia Ge silently glanced at the night clothes on her body and touched her nose, “The puppet is still so sharp that it makes people speechless.”

The system hehe: “Accepted.”

After pulling the skin, Xia Ge knocked on the stone wall behind with a sickle again, feeling a little regretful, “It’s really solid… I don’t know if my brother has a girlfriend.”

System: “…Host, look, there is Ye Mingzhu over there.”

Xia Ge: “!!!”

On the stone wall, the Ye Mingzhu is as big as a fist, one in three steps.

“Fuck, those are really Ye Mingzhu! I thought it was an illusion!”

system:”…”

“I got rich overnight!” Xia Ge rushed to the nearest Ye Mingzhu with a ‘swish” on his sickle. The fist-big Ye Mingzhu was as bright as a lamp, shining the dark stone road as bright as day.

“Little puppet, you can’t accept Ye Mingzhu.” Xia Ge just hugged two Ye Mingzhu and threw it into the silver ring, and then looked at one of the Ye Mingzhu, with the words “Rainbow Rich” all over his eyes. ?”

The system’s voice is indifferent: “I don’t accept dead people’s things.”

Xia Ge held Ye Mingzhu: “…???”

The system kindly reminded: “This seems to be the tomb of your ancestors who founded Lingxi Peak.”

Xia Ge: “…how did you know.”

System: “Look at the stele on your left.”

Xia Ge turned his head and saw a small stone stele on the left side against the wall.

[Lingxi old ancestor, sleeping mausoleum]

Xia Ge: “…”

Xia Ge immediately put the smashed Ye Mingzhu back to its original place neatly, and put his hands together at the end of the stone road. “The disciple harassed the ancestor to rest in the middle of the night. I am very sorry. May I ask if there is any martial arts secret book Shen Dan? The magical medicine can be given to the disciple, so that the disciple can take it out and get rich overnight… No, the disciple is talking about Guangdazongmen, Guangzong Yaozu—”

system:”…”

Shi Daoli was quiet, only the echo of her words.

As for the others, let alone the wind, there is no bird feather.

Xia Ge: “…”

Ah, shouldn’t something magical appear at this time? Such as the Holy Light? For example, the gods descended from heaven? It really can’t be worse, somehow there is a hidden weapon to fill the market? Is the tomb of the ancestor Lingxi so low? Why did she brag to others after she went out?

Xia Ge put down his hands in a melancholy manner, and took a look at the frescoes on the wall that were illuminated by Ye Mingzhu.

On the mural, a woman in a light shirt is sitting on the highest point of the mountain, with a green silk like a waterfall, with a white flute hanging around her waist. She is looking at the morning sun in the sky, with one hand on her knees, a lazy posture and a lazy expression. But for no reason, it’s a bit more romantic. The clouds were misty, and behind her was a woman who couldn’t see her face. She gently wrapped the neck of the woman in a light shirt, with her head close to the woman’s ear, intimately, dressed in a yellow robe, and a five-clawed golden dragon on her sleeves was arrogant and proud.

Xia Ge’s eyes widened in amazement.

…Sunday, even if she didn’t see it anymore, she knew that there was only one person in the world who could wear a five-claw dragon robe at that time!

Is the man with a flute on his waist the ancestor of Lingxi?

This… hooked up with the queen at the time, a bit awesome!

Although Xia Ge was confused, he thought about the pavilion for a long time, and when he was lazy, he would read miscellaneous history books and Zhiguai novels to relieve his boredom, and he probably understood the history of this continent.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a country named [Dynasty]. At that time, the emperor had the surname Chu, which was very mediocre. There were barbarians in the south, and nomads in the north. At that time, there were many cultivators, but they all adhered to the principle that the mortal nation has its own destiny, and the cultivators do not care about mundane things but the nature and the permanence.

Xia Ge understood very well.

Well, to put it simply, it’s just eating the country’s food but just doing nothing, doing it with both hands, I cultivate immortals, I am awesome, I am amazing, I am different from you ordinary people, I am superior, eh? Is the country in trouble? You beg me.

It’s useless to ask, I just don’t care about you.

Um? Don’t care about the country’s destruction? It doesn’t matter that I will practice bigu Dan.

The cultivator at the time…probably was such a rogue existence.

Outside, there are barbarians looking at him, and inside there are people who are cultivating Taoism dragging down the economic development. The emperor above his head is incomparably faint. Without the peculiar bones, he asks immortals everywhere.

In the end, the barbarians attacked the head, and the disgraced emperor decided to cheekily marry his daughter out for marriage.

This daughter was the queen of Chu Shi who was later called the “Wen Zhan Wang” the Queen of the Southern War and the Northern War.

As for how Chu poetry turned from a princess to be married to a founding queen, those miscellaneous books did not mention it. Once they got close, it seemed like they mentioned some taboos. They were all vaguely mentioned, so although Xia Ge is very Curious, but haven’t figured it out yet.

“…This old ancestor is a bit awesome.” Xia Ge touched his chin, and unconsciously thought of the ancestral precepts that the ancestor had laid down, “It’s also a wonderful flower.”

System: “…” Shut up! You are the most unqualified person to say this!

There are also murals in front, and Xia Ge is also idle and boring. I guess I can’t get out for a while, so I just watched it from beginning to end.

“Tsk tusk, our ancestors are very leisurely.”

Xia Ge sighed.

The paintings on the murals are quite leisurely. Most of them are the woman with the white flute hanging around her waist drinking and enjoying the flowers, or against the woman in the dragon robe chanting poems. The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are all leisurely and incomparably relaxed. Look like.

It’s a bit sweet.

Until Xia Ge saw the last pair, he suddenly turned around and was caught off guard.

In the painting, the woman with a yellow robe and body is holding a Hua Chang, and her white fingers stroke the tombstone, tears all over her face.

The woman with a white flute on her waist disappeared.

Xia Ge abused a grand slam by the sudden turn of events, blinded, “…what happened?”

Why did her ancestor suddenly become a monument?

System: “…this.”

The tragedy came suddenly.

Xia Ge always feels like watching Xiaotian Wenmei all the way and finally the author forcibly feeds X with BE.

It’s hard to explain in one word. Can’t you give me some buffer for this painting? Suffocation, hanging so suddenly makes people think that this character is very clever, okay? Is there a bit of ancestor’s majesty!

On the side of the last painting where X was forced to feed, a poem was engraved with dragons and phoenixes.

“Ten years of romance will never forget, the beautiful lady will accompany you, and you will give you a gift.”

Xia Ge: “Is it my illusion? Why does this poem smell of complacency…?”

System: “Illusion. It shouldn’t be written by your ancestors.”

Xia Ge: “…” Is that true?

Xia Ge said euphemistically: “But isn’t it her tomb?”

System: “…you see that she has died in the painting, how can she write poems to herself.”

Xia Ge: “Well, puppet, I think it might sound better to replace that word with ‘departed’…”

Especially when this is the other side’s tomb.

There is always a chilly feeling.

Xia Ge glanced at the mural again, feeling a little strange, “Is the tomb of the ancestor Lingxi in the painting? Why is it a mound? Eh…wait, isn’t this the tomb?”

System: “The posterity moved her over, or maybe it’s just a burial mound.”

Xia Ge: “Oh…”

Returning to the top of the dress, the whole is exceptionally high-end and high-end.

Lingxi ancestor is indeed her ancestor.

After touching his arm, after reading the mural, Xia Ge also crossed the stone path and came to a relatively spacious place.

This is a large stone room. On the opposite side, there is a stone path leading to a deeper level. On the floor of the stone room, there are paintings of formations that Xia Ge can’t understand. Out of caution, Xia Ge stood at the door and didn’t go over. He just stretched his head to see the middle of the stone room. Of a stone stele.

“There seems to be something written on it…”

Xia Geqiang Qiangqiang changed the sickle to the three-section stick mode, “I’ll see if I can hook it over.”

System: “…Wait, I think it’s safer to use another method… It’s not good to destroy cultural relics.”

Xia Ge who had thrown the sickle out: “Huh? Is there any way?”

“Hey!”

The chain in the sickle stretched out, and the front sickle was evenly hooked on the stone stele in the middle.

Xia Ge looked serious: “I won’t destroy the cultural relics, I just hook it up to see what it looks like.”

system:”…”

With that said, in order to prove that he really just wanted to take it lightly, Xia Ge also gently pulled the stele in his direction.

The hooked stone stele was easily crossed by a sickle, and the top of it fell into the battle with a “click”, the cut surface was smooth.

Xia Ge: “…”

System: “…” Ha ha.

Xia Ge retracted the sickle casually and hummed twice, “…I didn’t get it, it wasn’t me.”

System: “It’s you! It’s you! Pay! Pay!”