C467 It Was Actually a Brother
C467 It Was Actually a Brother
"You should know what I mean. The last disciple of the Mong family from twenty years ago actually survived. It's you, right? " Yuh Qingcheng took out a few bamboo slips and threw them into the air. Immediately after that, these bamboo slips slowly floated up and gave off a misty light.
They arranged themselves in the air and seemed to follow some kind of mysterious pattern. Finally, they pieced together and slowly revealed the face of a young man. It was the post office!
"This is the ancestral divination technique of Yuh Family. Although my cultivation base is still shallow, this is the Divination Art passed down by the ancestors of ___. Although my cultivation is still shallow, it is still very easy for me to know your identity... However, I don't mean you any harm. " As Yuh Qingcheng spoke, she patted the Wind Thunder Tiger's big head and obediently lowered her head. It let Yuh Qingcheng slowly slide down.
The courier stared at Yuh Qingcheng for a moment and then looked at the unconscious Yang Xuan. Only then did he slowly relax and let out a long sigh.
"Sigh, I have been hiding for so many years, but I was still discovered." The official laughed at himself and spoke slowly.
"No matter what, Mong family is a big family. Why do you want to hide as a small post office? I don't understand... Idiot, how long do you want to pretend?" Yuh Qingcheng put away the bamboo slip and turned to look at Yang Xuan.
Just as Yang Xuan landed on the back of the Wind Thunder Tiger, the Phoenix Bloodline and Dragon Soul Spell in his body began to disperse the black Qi to repair his body. It didn't take long for him to wake up, but he heard Yuh Qingcheng and the post office talking. He closed his eyes again.
After Yuh Qingcheng said that, Yang Xuan felt their gazes coming over. Yang Xuan helplessly opened his eyes and smiled, "Qingcheng, you are still so smart. No small movement can escape your eyes."
Then he turned to look at the post office and said with a strange expression, "Brother Meng, you hid it from me so badly!"
The post office smiled helplessly and said bitterly, "Actually my identity was seen through by Mr Ning back then but I have already gotten used to a peaceful life. Tell him not to tell anyone."
"The glory of Mong family disappeared twenty years ago, and now there is only one survivor left."
"However, for the past 20 years, there have been people who have been coveting the ancient tomb of Mong family. That's why I have stayed in Lo Capital to be a small post officer and dispel their wild ambitions."
For the past 20 years, he had been guarding the ancient tomb in the Lo Capital, and had also buried a grave in his heart.
Yang Xuan suddenly felt inexplicably sad. Apparently, he was affected by the post officer's emotions. After a while, he said in a low voice, "What exactly is in the ancient tomb of Mong family? I don't believe that some weapons can make those spectral cultivators flock to it."
"I don't know either." The official shook his head and said, "The one who took everyone away was the divine sense left by Patriarch of the Mong family. It was also the divine sense of the old ancestor that saved my life. As for what the old ancestor left behind, I don't know."
"That Chen Sansi said that it's a treasure that can resist the Barbarian Clan..."
"It's fake. That's just one of the many lies that I made up. I wonder when that Chen Sansi heard it."
"By the way, where's Chen Sansi?"
Yuh Qingcheng patted her head and smiled. "I threw him into the forest and lured those people away. I think he has fallen into their hands now."
At this moment, in the forest, more than ten black shadows finally caught up with Chen Sansi and pressed him to the ground. They all looked ferocious.
"Kill him!"
Puchi!
A few daggers stabbed into Chen Sansi's chest at the same time. A Spirit Aura suddenly leaked out from his chest, and their faces instantly changed.
Chen Sansi smiled, and then his body became smaller and smaller. He gradually turned into a piece of paper and landed on the ground.
"Not good, we chased the wrong person!"
"That little girl is so cunning. She played with us again!"
The group of people rushed in another direction in the blink of an eye and chased after them at high speed. Not long after they left, the falling pieces of paper on the ground enlarged again, turning into Chen Sansi's appearance.
"That was close..." Chen Sansi touched his chest and the shallow scratches left by the dagger. He felt even more scared.
He slowly got up from the ground and then remembered what the black-robed woman said. His whole body suddenly trembled. He suddenly felt something moving in the mountain and quickly looked over.
At the place where the ancient tomb of Mong family was located, a blood-red light burst out. The forest rumbled, and countless black Qi were torn apart, revealing a huge hole.
This blood-red light seemed to have a connection with the full moon in the sky. A layer of clear light covered the outer area, and there was a vague connection between the heaven and earth. A powerful Spiritual Force tide burst out, and swept across the entire Broken Soul Mountain.
"My mother, it opened just like that?" Chen Sansi gritted his teeth and threw the words that Yuh Qingcheng had asked him to leave to the back of his mind. In the end, he resolutely walked towards the ancient tomb of Mong family.
Yang Xuan and the others had also discovered this unusual phenomenon. All three of them looked over at the same time.
"This is bad. It seems like my elder brother has been killed by that slender old man and was forced to open the ancient tomb!" A pained expression appeared on the face of the post office. His fists were tightly clenched, veins bulging. The twenty years of painstaking effort he had put in to protect him had been completely wasted just like that.
"General Ning is also still there, we have to rescue him." Yang Xuan patted his spirit beast bag and Little Black, which was more than ten feet tall, appeared in an instant.
Yuh Qingcheng quickly stopped him and said in a low voice, "Don't worry. That Elder Ghost Ink's cultivation is unfathomable. He is not someone we can deal with. Let me send a message to the old ancestor first. The old ancestor will arrive in two hours."
"It's too late. In two hours, General Ning has lost ten of his lives. Ghost Ink has already left. I will go and stall him first."
"This is too dangerous. Absolutely not!"
Yuh Qingcheng's attitude was very firm. She firmly grabbed Yang Xuan's hands, but did not let him leave. Little Black, who was beside her, saw this scene and did not know what to do. He simply turned his head and looked at the Wind Thunder Tiger.
After a moment, Yang Xuan finally sighed and looked at the resting point official, "Brother Meng, do you have any ideas?"
"Let's go and take a look. If my brother's soul has yet to dissipate, he should be able to trigger the grand formation in the tomb and drive that slender old man away." At this moment, the one who was the most nervous was, of course, the post office. After all, that was the resting place of his clan.
Seeing that both of them were about to go over, Yuh Qingcheng helplessly agreed and followed the two of them back.
The closer they got to the stone tablet, the stronger the blood light became. In the end, the entire heaven and earth was occupied by the blood light. Yang Xuan could only open his Heavenly Eye to barely see clearly.
The stone tablet had already disappeared. There was only a big hole left on the ground. The blood-red light was released from the hole. Apart from that, there was no one else.
"I'm afraid General Ning has already been brought in..."
The postman's face was heavy. He slowly walked to the front of the hole. His hands formed a seal and he muttered something.
After a moment, the bloody light gradually dissipated and a haggard figure appeared. His eyes were filled with sadness and black smoke.
"Meng Siwei, you still have the face to come here."
"Mong Ju'an, even if you die, you won't be able to say anything good."