Chapter 91: The Tomb of Wei Xuan Gong

  Mo Yang trembled as he walked over, kneeling in front of Peng Siye. Peng Siye happened to wake up at the right moment, looking at Mo Yang with some weakness.

  Mo Yang felt his hands trembling, seeing the blood on Peng Siye's chest, he couldn't say a word. His trembling hand reached out to help Peng Siye press down on the wound.

  Peng Siye's heart was a little turbulent, it seemed that Mo Yang wasn't indifferent to him either. He immediately added more effort, with a look of desperation, and said: "Xiao Mo..."

  Mo Yang heard his voice and felt as if he had been twisted inside, but he didn't know what the feeling was.

  "Old Peng said in a low voice: 'Little Mo, don't hate me, okay?'"

  Mo Yang can't say a word now, his mind is in a mess. In fact, Mo Yang not only hates Peng Siye for not saving Kong Xuanxuan, after all, at that time, Peng Siye saved himself and it was already a great kindness.

  However, Peng Siye had also done another wrong thing, which was to forcibly take Mo Yang by any means, and Mo Yang's body was special, which had always been a thorn in Mo Yang's heart. Peng Siye had a bad temper and always thought he had grasped Mo Yang's handle, so he could coerce Mo Yang. Although Peng Siye didn't have any malicious intentions, Mo Yang happened to be a person with more delicate thoughts.

  All the way here, everyone could see Peng Siye's care for Mo Yang, and Mo Yang naturally saw it too. His eyes were filled with scenes of Peng Siye pushing him away and being crushed by a giant stone. He swallowed twice, and his eyes finally turned red.

  Peng Siye was taken aback and hastily said, "Don't cry, don't cry... I really can't bear to see you cry, Moyang. It's my fault... Can you really not forgive me?"

  Peng Siye said, suddenly starting to cough violently. This wasn't fake, because of the wound on his chest, every time he coughed, it tore open the healing wound, and hot blood gushed out. Peng Siye's expression this time was not fake, and he turned pale with pain.

  Mo Yang immediately supported him, and Peng Siye thought of his own internal injury, smiled bitterly, and said: "Mo Yang, can't you forgive a dying man?"

  As soon as he spoke, Mo Yang immediately looked at him, his eyes full of complexity.

  Old Peng didn't lie this time, he doesn't know how much longer he can live, every day feels like a lottery, every morning when he opens his eyes and finds himself still awake, it's always like winning the jackpot.

  Peng Siye's eyes stared at Mo Yang, and his eyes also had some complexity, saying: "I like you."

  Mo Yang was even more shocked this time, staring at him with eyes wide open, his gaze full of incredulity. After all, Mo Yang had always lived in the shadow of self-doubt and inferiority, although his master told him that his physique was suitable for being a humble scholar, which made him safer than others, and this was a blessing. However, he would rather not have this blessing and did not want to be seen as a freak. All his fellow disciples knew about this matter, and Mo Yang had always been the topic of conversation after meals, making him feel from the start that he would never find a good girl in this lifetime, and he couldn't even try, it was impossible for him to waste someone's daughter's whole life.

  He had never heard anyone confess to him like that before, and he thought it was unthinkable. At the time, Peng Siye was suppressing him, seeing his special place, full of surprise and shock. Mo Yang felt like the sky was falling, wanting to crush himself to death. At that time, Peng Siye was also angry, deliberately mocking him. This shadow had been buried in Mo Yang's heart for a long time, and he always thought that in Peng Siye's eyes, he was also a thorough monster. Their relationship developed because Peng Siye thought his body was fresh.

  Mo Yang never thought that Peng Siye would say such a thing, and was shocked to the point of not knowing how to respond.

  Peng Siye looked at him with a gaze, and smiled bitterly again. Just now, he still thought he had hope. After all, Peng Siye had never been frustrated in his life. He was rich and powerful, and many people volunteered to be his concubine. Peng Siye had never pursued anyone before.

  Peng Siye sighed and said, "Mo Yang... I know my temper is not good, I hurt you before, about Kong Shanshan's matter, I can only say that I am powerless... I like you, I know you don't like me... but please don't hate me, okay?"

  Mo Yang's tears finally fell, he looked at Peng Siye with some incredulity, but had not spoken a word. Just as Peng Siye let out a sigh, Mo Yang suddenly lowered his head and lightly pressed his lips to Peng Siye's.

  Peng Siye's eyes widened in an instant, and he also had a look of incredulity on his face. He suddenly jumped up, grabbed Mo Yang's arm, and said: "Mo Yang? What does this mean? Do you like me too?"

  Mr. Peng, a man in his forties, was like a lovesick teenager, tightly grasping the person in front of him with an excited and eager face, completely forgetting that he was a dying man with severe injuries.

  Mo Yang showed surprise, then suddenly understood, narrowed his eyes to stare at Peng Siye, and finally spoke up, his voice a bit hoarse but cold as ice, saying: "Peng Siye, is it fun to deceive people?"

  Peng Siye was so pleased that he forgot himself and accidentally exposed his true nature. On the other side, Wen Baiyu was being kissed by Wan Qi Jinghou until she was out of breath, but as soon as she heard the noise made by Peng Siye and Mo Yang, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at Wen Bai Yu with dissatisfaction, using his thumb to gently wipe his lips and said: "You must focus."

  Wen Baiyu's hand was slapped away, and he felt like his lips were going to be bitten off, both painful and itchy, definitely broken. Wan Qi Jinghou kept nibbling on him, as if taking his lips as a toy, changing ways to kiss and lick.

  Just as the beautiful scene was unfolding, Wen Baiyu couldn't refuse anymore. Wen Baiyu was kissed to the point of being unable to bear it and felt that if she didn't stop Wan Jie Jing Hou, her lips would fall off. She had just pushed away Wan Jie Jing Hou's hand and hadn't even given him a pair of white eyes yet.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou suddenly hugged Wen Bai Yu's waist, then pressed his forehead against Wen Bai Yu's shoulder and said in a muffled voice: "Bai Yu, I'm feeling terrible, it might be that needle acting up again."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu almost wanted to cover his head with both hands, Wan Qi Jinghou also pretended to be weak, and even more so than Peng Siye's diligence, with both hands specially powerful, he hugged Wen Baiyu tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze him into his arms.

  Wen Baiyu knew he was pretending to be pitiful, but as soon as he heard that Wang Juexuan was in a difficult situation, his heart twisted and turned, saying: "Then... what can we do?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou immediately lifted his head and stared at him with piercing eyes, saying: "Kiss me."

  Wen Baiyu's heart wanted to scream loudly, still affectionate?! Her lips were all cracked!

  However, Wan Jie Jing Hou pretended to be pitiful, and Wen Bai Yu was particularly taken in by this trick. She could only grit her teeth, take the initiative to stick close, press down on Wan Jie Jing Hou's lips, and say: "Shh... don't bite, did you hear? Otherwise I..."

  On the other side, Mo Yang suddenly saw through Peng Siye's "scheme". Mo Yang thought to himself, no wonder so many people were resting on the sidelines, only he was worried about Peng Siye. It turned out that Peng Siye was fine all along and just pretending in front of him.

  Mo Yang immediately stood up and was about to walk away, but Peng Siye reached out and grabbed him, saying: "Sorry, sorry, I did deceive you earlier, but Mo Yang, when I said I liked you, that wasn't a lie."

  Mo Yang coldly gazed at him and said: "Peng Siye is a businessman, he speaks to people in the language of people, and speaks to ghosts in the language of ghosts, it's already been perfected, I really don't dare believe it."

  Peng Siye was anxious, he had just coughed and cracked open the wound, it really hurt now, but Moyang no longer believed him. After all, Peng Siye had been threatening Moyang before, and now he had deceived him again, so Moyang's distrust was justified.

  Peng Siye hastily chased after him, saying: "Mo Yang, listen to me, I shouldn't have deceived you, but I had no choice, I just wanted to see what you really meant by your actions... Mo Yang, you also like me, let's not beat around the bush anymore."

  Mo Yang found a place to sit down, looked up at Peng Siye, and then lowered his head to gaze forward, saying lightly: "Yes, I also like Peng Siye."

  Peng Siye was overjoyed at once, but he also felt that Moyang's tone was a bit off.

  "But what's the difference?"

  Old Man Peng's face turned somewhat stern, and he said, "What do you mean?"

  Mo Yang looked at him and said: "You're a businessman, your mind is heavier than anyone else's. I really like you, but I don't dare to be with you."

  Peng Siye immediately became anxious, grabbing Mo Yang's arm and saying: "Mo Yang, I've only deceived you this once, really, I know I was wrong before..."

  Mo Yang suddenly raised his hand to stop Peng Siye's words and said, "You have two things hidden from me. If these two things are not clarified, don't mention anything else."

  Peng Siye was shocked again, and didn't expect to be defeated by Mo Yang in the end.

  Mo Yang said: "I want to know what happened to you in the tomb, why you keep coughing up blood. And about Kong Shan Shan's matter, you said you were powerless, what are you hiding?"

  Mo Yang said, "Although I'm younger than Old Peng and haven't seen as much as he has, I still have the ability to distinguish between true and false words."

  Peng Siye sighed and sat down beside Mo Yang, saying: "Why must you listen? I won't say it, but it will be good for you."

  Mo Yang said: "Good or bad, I'll know after listening."

  "Old Peng looked at him and said, 'I agreed to this matter with Kong Xiangxiang, also for your sake. I thought I'd be stuck in the gut all my life, but I never expected to have to dig up old debts.'"

  Mo Yang didn't speak, waiting for Peng Siye and Pan Tuo to come out. Peng Siye seemed to be recalling something, speaking very slowly.

  Kong Shanshan is a senior sister and has a great exemplary role. In Mo Yang's heart, the weight of her master and senior sisters are very heavy, just like family members.

  At that time, Mo Yang and Kong Xuanxuan found the elixir of immortality on the third floor of the tomb. Kong Xuanxuan took out the elixir and secretly took another one.

  Mo Yang felt ugly when facing desire, and at that time, Kong Xiangxiang gave him the elixir, he really wanted to live forever, after all, this was something that many emperors had been pursuing since ancient times, and they actually stumbled upon it.

  Moreover, for the tomb robbers, longevity is not only a matter of hearsay, but also a practical problem. The tomb robbers have been absorbing the extremely yin energy from the tombs for many years, which cancels out the yang energy in their bodies, and as time goes on, they die faster than ordinary people.

  Mo Yang faced the elixir of immortality with a normal person's desire.

  But he also hesitated, even if he himself was immortal, that would still be a monster. This elixir could only make him live for a long time, but his life had no meaning at all. He couldn't have children, couldn't have a family, and couldn't even have a companion to accompany him. Living alone like this was meaningless.

  Mo Yang wanted to give the elixir to Kong Xuanxuan, but Kong Xuanxuan said that Mo Yang was a good person and deserved the best things in the world, so he naturally deserved this elixir.

  Mo Yang still remembers the expression on Kong Xiangxiang's face when she said those words, it was as if they were a redemption, he still remembers them clearly to this day. At that time, Kong Xiangxiang's expression was radiant and her eyes shone with light.

  But Mo Yang had heard Peng Siye's true words and suddenly felt that all of this redemption was collapsing, not worth mentioning.

  Kong Shan also had a greedy desire, she secretly took another elixir and then switched it with the original one, pretending to be kind, giving the fake elixir to Mo Yang, who was very grateful to her.

  It is well known that many ancient elixirs were externally used but internally taken, with toxins and heavy metals exceeding standards, and eating them would absolutely be fatal.

  Kong Shanshan was hesitant at the time, but she couldn't help her greed and secretly kept the elixir of immortality for herself.

  However, he did not think that the longevity in this tomb was just a beautiful wish, and Zi Cheshi had not refined such an elixir. The seal script on the compass was also used to prevent grave robbers and craftsmen with ulterior motives.

  In fact, the elixir of immortality was just a control medicine for the black-haired zombies. On the contrary, other medicines were not highly toxic and eating them was like eating a sugar bean.

  Kong Xuanxuan secretly ate the "eternal youth" elixir, and later the three-layer tomb collapsed, hitting Mo Yang's head, causing him to faint.

  Kong Shanshan wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but her internal organs suddenly cramped up, as if something inside was missing. But if it were for zombies, how could zombies and humans be the same? Kong Shanshan's internal organs quickly burned from the inside out, almost turning into a puddle of pus.

  At this time, Peng Siye discovered them. The first one he saw was Kong Shanshan, who looked fine. Peng Siye himself wanted to save her and turned her over to carry Kong Shanshan out. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a green smoke burst out of Kong Shanshan's mouth with extreme corrosiveness.

  Peng Siye was choked at the time, feeling that all the wounds on his body were burning, he inhaled a lot of green smoke, and only then did he realize that Kong Shanshan might have been poisoned.

  At that time, Kong Shanshan pointed to a huge stone and said there was someone underneath, asking him to rescue the person.

  Peng Siye turned over the stone and saw Moyang's head covered in blood. Moyang was still unconscious, with many external injuries.

  Kong Shan knew she was doomed, it was a simple trap, but because of her own greed, she fell for it so easily, and everything she learned from her master in the sect became useless.

  Kong Shan felt she was too stupid, Peng Siye didn't know what Kong Shan had eaten, he carried Mo Yang on his back and wanted to take Kong Shan with him.

  At that time, Kong Shan's expression was very desperate. Peng Siye also couldn't forget her. She told Peng Siye about what happened and said she had no way to save herself, but in Mo Yang's heart, she was a good sister. She didn't want Mo Yang to hate her.

  The three-layer tomb collapsed terribly, Peng Siye didn't dare to delay any longer, wanting to carry Moyang out on his back. However, at this moment Moyang woke up, and Peng Siye also kept his promise, not saying a single extra word to Moyang.

  At that time, Peng Siye was also 40 years old. He was the eldest son of the Peng family and had inherited his ancestors' longevity, so he didn't look like his age. However, for someone like Peng Siye who had lived for 40 years, Moyang was like a hedgehog - not very old but full of thorns. She would scold and bite him, making him feel spiritually collapsed, treating him as a living punching bag.

  Peng Siye looked at Mo Yang absent-mindedly and said: "I've finished speaking, do you believe it or not?"

  Mo Yang didn't say he didn't believe it, nor did he say he believed it. However, after careful consideration, Kong Xiangxiang had many abnormal actions at the time, linking the entire incident together, and unexpectedly, he couldn't help but believe it.

  "Rest assured, the Dan medicine you took should be fine. Kong Shanshan asked me to check on you after I went out, and I had the doctor examine you, there's no poison."

  Mo Yang looked up at him and said: "Then what about you? Is your constant coughing up blood because of that poisonous gas?"

  Peng Siye didn't expect Mo Yang to ask him, so he nodded and said: "Yes, I also did a check after I came out, but unfortunately, we escaped from the tomb and never met anyone. I carried you all the way to the city, you don't know, you look weak, your skeleton is quite heavy... it took me a lot of time to find a doctor on the road, he said that the time was too long, the corpse poison had already entered the internal organs, unless we replace all the internal organs and change the blood, there's no other way."

  Mo Yang looked at him, his lips trembling slightly, and said: "It should be you who hates me."

  "Those are things I'm willing to do, why hate you... Mo Yang, I'm telling the truth, I like you, I want to spend my whole life with you, but maybe this life of mine won't be long, don't know how much longer."

  Wen Baiyu was particularly interested in the affairs of Peng Sanye and Mo Yang, because he could vaguely hear that Peng Sanye and Mo Yang seemed to have some dog-blooded past. Otherwise, why did Peng Sanye always say that he had done something wrong back then?

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at Wen Bai Yu with a somewhat helpless expression as she had an inquisitive look on her face.

  Everyone came out of the tomb and prepared to join Mo Yang's group, then head back to the city district early.

  But White Tiger is a problem...

  The white tiger was so big, but it was very sticky to Wan Zhenjinghou. It followed Wan Zhenjinghou all the way, and whenever Wan Zhenjinghou took a step, the white tiger would follow with one step, constantly swinging its tail.

  Wen Baiyu thought for a moment, this old tiger is an ancient divine being, always following Peng Zu, with a strong spiritual nature. If brought back, it would definitely suppress evil spirits, but this is a tiger! Not even large dogs are allowed in the Beijing city area, let alone a big tiger. Even if it had wings and was cute, it's still a tiger!

  The White Tiger is an ancient divine being, thousands of years old, yet it can't transform or speak, probably hasn't passed the tribulation, and only stays at the spiritual level.

  It's even more difficult now, the White Tiger can't transform, how can we take it to Beijing.

  This matter was not difficult for Peng Siye, who had both money and power. Peng Siye arranged a large truck, put the White Tiger inside, and had it express-delivered to Beijing for Wen Baiyu.

  That day, Jiǔ Mìng was in a small restaurant when he saw a truck stop at the door and unload a huge box. He became very curious and waited for half a day for Wēn Bái Yǔ to arrive, but she didn't show up, so he curiously touched the box.

  But it's said that casually opening other people's packages isn't good, Jiǔ Mìng endured and didn't open it, but the box actually started moving on its own, with a "thumping" sound inside, and low growling sounds.

  Jiuming was suddenly puzzled, what exactly was inside, Jiuming didn't open the box, but the white tiger inside had lost its patience, it violently bumped against the box, after a few bumps, the box couldn't withstand the force and burst open.

  Suddenly, a gigantic white cat with flower-like stripes on its body appeared before them. It had two fleshy wings on its back and a long tail that it swung back and forth.

  The white tiger burst out and saw Jiuming. In his eyes, Jiuming was just a small black cat. The white tiger's eyes lit up immediately, "Roar!" He let out a loud roar and pounced on the little black cat, ready to play with it.

  Scared out of my wits, what the heck is this thing, with such a huge size, and it looks like it's enthusiastic, hit by a tiger's paw, isn't it immediately turned into a pancake? Or rather, a broken pancake!

  Jiuming let out a loud "meow!" and White Tiger thought Jiuming was playing with him, so he ran and jumped around, chasing after Jiuming as he leapt about. Although White Tiger's flesh wings were small, when he jumped up, his wings flapped hard twice and he managed to jump very high.

  His nine lives were scared to the point of breaking, and he discovered that his eight-and-a-half-tailed cultivation was no match for this white tiger, who had over 4,000 years of cultivation.

  Among the nine lives' mournful cries and the white tiger's triumphant roars, someone finally pushed open the door of the small restaurant.

  Wen Baiyu was delighted when he saw that the white tiger had arrived, but soon he saw the white tiger and Jiǔ Mìng playing "happily" together.

  Jiǔ Mìng immediately let out a loud "meow" and turned around, embracing Wēn Bái Yǔ tightly. His legs clamped down on Wēn Bái Yǔ's waist, and since he was taller than Wēn Bái Yǔ in his human form, Wēn Bái Yǔ almost got crushed by the hug.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou on the side had an unpleasant face, stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of Jiu Ming's collar, throwing him to the side of Dong Hai.

  Nine lives were pinned on Donghai's body, and immediately his legs clamped onto Donghai's waist, shouting: "My mother, how can there be a tiger spirit, still several thousand years old, save me, it's too scary."

  The white tiger, as soon as it saw Wan Xi Jing Hou, immediately abandoned the nine lives that were shouting and screaming, ran to Wan Xi Jing Hou's side, lay down, rubbed his head against the back of his hand, and kept wagging its tail, trying to act cute.

  The nine lives of the cat almost fell out of its eyes and said: "It turns out that even tiger spirits can be cute, this is too ridiculous."

  "This is my new pet, a white tiger from Peng Zu's tomb, which can ward off evil spirits."

  Jiǔ Mìng glanced at him sideways and said, "Master, don't you think you're picking up too much? This old tiger can't transform, it's so big, it must eat a lot, can you afford to raise it?"

  Wen Baiyu stroked the white tiger's head, feeling that its fur was thick and didn't prick his hand. The tiger's body felt meaty, like a big sofa. "Don't worry, won't the partnership fees from Jingye be enough to raise the tiger?"

  The ninth life looked at him with disdain and said: "Master, are you going to become a man who eats soft rice?"

  Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "Who says that? Wan Xi Jinghou is responsible for raising the tiger, I am responsible for raising Wan Xi Jinghou?"

  Nine Lives: “……”

  At this moment, the door of the small restaurant was pushed open. The white tiger's first reaction was to immediately raise its head and let out a loud "roar". It then jumped up, shaking its small wings and swinging its long tail, happily running over before quickly lowering its head again and starting to rub against the person who had just entered.

  Wen Baiyu turned her head and saw that the people who had just come in were actually Zou Chengyi and Xi Feng.

  That white tiger surprisingly wasn't shy, ran over and rubbed against Feng's hand, rubbing while "roaring" like a well-behaved cat.

  Wen Baiyu is somewhat unbelievable, to know that the white tiger, although it was sticky with Wan Yu Jing Hou, but when it first saw Wan Yu Jing Hou, it still bit and scratched him. Although the white tiger is a divine beast, it is also a fierce animal, and its wild nature is hard to tame.

  Unexpectedly, the wind was so attractive to "small animals", and the white tiger immediately abandoned Wan Qi Jing Hou, surrounding the wind and calling out repeatedly.

  Zou Chengyi was startled and jumped, his eyes couldn't see anything, he could only hear the tiger's roar, the tiger circled around them, accompanied by a "whooshing" sound of wind, thinking that something was going to attack them.

  Yi Feng smiled and said: "Young master, it's not a wild beast, but rather Mr. Wen's new pet."

  Zou Chengyi's eyes widened slightly and he said, "Pet? Tiger?"

  Wen Baiyu walked over with a pleased expression and said: "Right? I just raised it, what do you think?"

  Zou Chengyi said: "Your interests and hobbies are quite diverse."

  The old tiger was very close to Yi Feng, always circling around him, rubbing against his hand, and when Yi Feng raised his hand, he gently stroked the tiger's head and smoothed its ears.

  The tiger was suddenly delighted, shaking its ears and making a "gurgling" sound in its throat.

  "Wen Baiyu said: 'How did you come? Is your body okay?'"

  Zou Chengyi said: "It's almost done... I came this time to tell you that the other wooden fragment, seems to have some clues, but I'm not sure yet, are you interested in going?"

  Wen Baiyu raised an eyebrow and said, "Where?"

  Zou Chengyi said: "It should be near Puyang."

  Wen Baiyu said: "Henan? That's not far away."

  Zou Cheng smiled and said: "The tomb of Wei Xuan Gong near Puyang, but where the specific grave is, I haven't been there either, need to find it again."

  Wen Baiyu nodded and said, "Alright, you decide on the time."

  Zou Chengyi said: "Alright, I'll get the car ready and we'll come pick you up then."

  The white tiger was still sticking to Yi Feng, Zou Chengyi finished speaking and wanted to leave, but also had to go prepare things. However, the white tiger actually wanted to follow out the door, Yi Feng turned around and patted its head, laughing and saying: "Mr. Wen's pet is quite cute."

  He said, waving his hand, and the white tiger immediately turned its head around, lying on the ground obediently, wagging its tail and biting back.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou looked at Bai Laohu's reaction, furrowed his brow, seemingly thinking of something, and just then, his phone rang.

  Obviously someone called Wan Jiahao, before he met Wen Baiyu, he didn't even have a mobile phone, people on the road who wanted to find him to cooperate didn't know how to contact Wan Jiahao, only when Wan Jiahao was interested would he take the initiative to contact others.

  Wen Baiyu curiously picked up the phone and it turned out to be a call from Peng Siye.

  Wan Ji Jinghou picked up the phone and heard Peng Siye's voice laughing and saying: "Hello, is that Master Jing? I have a big deal here, do you have time to collaborate with me these days?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou took a glance at Wen Bai Yu, they had just agreed to Zou Cheng Yi's request to go to Bo Yang, so naturally they didn't have time recently.

  Peng Siye didn't wait for him to speak, and continued: "People on the road have news that there is a dragon tomb near Puyang, Xiao Mo wants to go take a look at the dragon tomb in Puyang."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou seemed slightly interested and said: "Bo Yang? What's there to see at Long Kui?"

  Peng Siye's voice suddenly became somewhat excited, and he said with a smile: "There is a rumor that the Long Kui tomb contains the divine dragon of the pre-Qin era. There is also a dragon gall, which can counteract my corpse poison. Xiao Mo doesn't know where he heard it from, but he wants to go to Bo Yang to take a look. Are you interested?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "We will go to Bo Yang later."

  Peng Siye heard that and immediately smiled: "That's great, what time is convenient for you, let me know again, we are available at any time."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou grunted a response, and Peng Si Ye immediately hung up the phone without another word.

  Wen Baiyu heard the words "Boyang" and "Longkong", couldn't help but feel a little strange, and said: "What did Peng Siye say on the phone?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou thought for a moment and then calmly said: "Come to deliver the old tiger's food expenses."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou smiled and added, "Peng Si Ye and the others are also going to Bo Yang. Mo Yang is looking for Long Dan to help Peng Si Ye suppress the corpse poison."

  Wen Baiyu said strangely: "Dragon gall? Is that thing useful?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said: "It depends on what kind of dragon it is. The dragon's gallbladder has a lot of yang energy, so suppressing the corpse poison should be no problem. However, the dragon's gallbladder also has too much yang energy, and ordinary people can't withstand it."

  Because of Peng Siye and Mo Yang's addition, there were too many people, so Zou Chengyi didn't plan to drive to Puyang. Instead, he would take a large bus to Puyang first, then reunite with the others, and finally drive to find the tomb.

  Wen Baiyu packed a few pieces of luggage, they didn't have much to bring, but clothes were a must! Wen Baiyu did not want Wan Qi Jing Hou to shiver again, so he brought many clothes and even packed a few extra sets for Wan Qi Jing Hou. After all, Wan Qi Jing Hou's clothes were large enough for him to wear too, but his own clothes would be too small for Wan Qi Jing Hou.

  Two people were about to leave with their luggage, but Jiǔ Mìng clung to Wēn Bái Yǔ and wouldn't let him go. "Master, take me with you! I can't bear it anymore, that big white cat is too scary. Can you put it in a pet store for boarding? Even when it's at home, I don't dare sleep!"

  Wen Baiyu looked at him with disdain and said, "Have you ever seen anyone raise a tiger in a pet store? Besides, you're a god, so show some divine dignity. It can't even transform yet, it's still just a child, what are you afraid of?"

  "Have you ever seen a child over 4,000 years old?"

  Just then, the White Tiger heard Jiuming's voice and immediately ran over, meowing loudly, inviting Jiuming to play with him. Jiuming was frightened and quickly escaped, running into Donghai's arms and transforming into a small black cat, constantly poking his head into Donghai's neck.

  Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "Looks like you guys are having a good time, I'll leave first, you take care of the house."

  Wen Baiyu and Wan Jijinghou were on their way to the Daba Station when Wan Jijinghou suddenly remembered something. "Right, I forgot to tell you something earlier," he said.

  "What's wrong?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "I asked someone on the way and they found his body in Fang Jing's home."

  "Wait a minute, Fang Jing? How is he at home? Did he blow up the grave and then run back home? He's really lucky to be alive."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou shook his head and said: "No, Fang Jing has been dead for a month."

  Wen Baiyu was taken aback, Fang Jing had been dead for a month, then who were the people who went down to his grave? Who ambushed Wang Qi and also blew up the grave?

  Wen Baiyu was at a loss, it seemed like someone had their eyes on them and wanted to get rid of them, thinking of ways to do so by all means.

  Two people arrived at the bus station, Wan Xi Jing Hou put his luggage in the bus's luggage compartment. He had just finished putting away the suitcase when he saw a little girl walking over, looking at him with some shyness and saying: "Are you surnamed Wan Xi?"

  Wen Baiyu took a look and thought to herself, "How did this rotten Wan Jie Jing Hou manage to attract another beauty? Is his red charm star always in motion or something? How else could he have such great charm that both men and women like him?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou nodded, and the little girl immediately took out a box and handed it to Wan Qi Jing Hou, saying: "Just now someone asked me to give this to you."

  Wan Ji Jinghou immediately lifted his head, and there were many people sitting next to him on the big bus. He scanned around in a circle, but didn't find anyone suspicious.

  But the box in his hand, even if it wasn't opened, was clearly emitting a burst of energy that made Wan Qi Jing Hou furious, as if hot fire was burning the gas in the sealed space, and the gas was constantly expanding, about to break through the container and erupt.

  Wen Baiyu saw Wan Kuangjinghou's face change, somewhat frightening, and didn't know what was in the box, saying: "What's wrong with you?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou has been restraining his nature since the second injection, and in recent days, he seems to have found a way to prevent himself from going crazy, but only when no one or nothing provokes him.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's two hands cracked open, and with a "pa" sound, the box immediately opened, and suddenly a pool of blood spurted out from inside. Then something rolled onto the ground.

  "Ahhh!!!!"

  The little girl who just delivered the box was also startled, didn't expect to help out and found that there was blood inside, and something fell on the ground, a round thing about half the size of a fist.

  It was actually a huge eyeball.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's hands were covered in blood, his head bowed as he stared at the eyeball on the ground, his breathing becoming increasingly unstable, as if it was about to explode.

  Wen Baiyu immediately stopped him, not letting his gaze linger on the eyeball, and the surrounding people were in an uproar.

  Wen Baiyu's hand was on Wan Jingshou's back, and she could feel Wan Jingshou's rough and heavy breathing.

  Wan Kuang's eyes changed color, he clenched his teeth and closed them tightly, stabilizing his breath before slowly opening them again. His voice was unusually hoarse, as if suppressing his own fury, saying: "Long Yan."

  What Wan Zhi Jing Hou said about longan is not a variety of grapes, but the real dragon's eyeball.

  Wen Baiyu was somewhat surprised, the intention of this delivery person was very clear, he must have known that Wan Jingshou had taken the needle, and had been suppressing his rage all along, sending such things would definitely trigger Wan Jingshou's nature, with the dragon's breath being violent in itself, plus the blood and eyeballs, it would definitely provoke Wan Jingshou.

  An unexpected event occurred, the bus station was in chaos, Peng Siye heard the news and had to rush over to deal with it, then drove them to Puyang.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou sat in the carriage, not saying a word all along the way, his face was very gloomy, his breathing sounded a bit loud, one hand tightly grasped Wen Bai Yu's hand and placed it on his knee, his palm was full of hot sweat.

  Peng Siye drove the car, with Mo Yang sitting in the passenger seat, saying: "Zou Chengyi and the others have already arrived ahead of time. They said they would go look for something first and would send us a message later."

  Since they were all near Puyang, Peng Siye Mo Yang decided to go find the tomb of Wei Xuan Gong first, and then find Long Kui.

  Longkong is actually a legendary place, and it's unknown whether it really exists or not. However, as long as there's a glimmer of hope, Moyang will go find it.

  Because they had missed the assembly time, they didn't go to the city, but drove directly into the wilderness. Peng Siye had already prepared the equipment and put it in the trunk.

  Zou Chengyuan contacted them. The location had not been found yet. They set a meeting point, and after gathering from both sides, they would go find the tomb together.

  Mo Yang took a glance at the map and saw that their meeting point was not far away. They would arrive in about half an hour if they continued driving.

  But just at this moment, their off-road vehicle suddenly lurched and then made a loud "bang" sound, the whole car skidded sideways and rushed out.

  Mr. Peng immediately stabilized the car, but it was going too fast and couldn't stop in time. With a loud crash, the car swerved into the woods, snapping a large tree trunk before finally coming to a halt.

  Wen Baiyu was flung back by inertia, and Wan Qi Jinghou immediately stretched out his hand to hold him. Peng Siye and Mo Yang in the front had already fastened their seatbelts. Mo Yang's handback was slightly scratched, while Peng Siye's wrist was twisted due to steering wheel, a bit red and swollen, but otherwise they were fine.

  "What's going on?"

  Mr. Peng opened the car door, got out and took a look. The front of the car was dented, but fortunately the car was good, it just looked a bit ugly, but nothing serious happened, and it could still be driven normally. The problem was with the tires.

  The off-road vehicle's tire suddenly blew out.

  This car is Peng Siye's beloved vehicle, and it was also inspected before departure, so it's impossible for a sudden tire blowout. Fortunately, they had prepared spare tires that can be replaced.

  Peng Siye looked around, the sky was darkening, a vast expanse of darkness, and they were in the wilderness. Although they weren't far from the rendezvous point, it was definitely not safe to walk over on foot. Who knows what kind of wild beasts might be lurking here? They had to change the car's tires first.

  Wen Baiyu called Zhou Chengyi and told him the situation, guessing that they would have to spend the night here and could only pass through tomorrow morning. When Zhou Chengyi heard that they had a flat tire, he smiled slyly and said: "I say Wen Baiyu, haven't you been having too much bad luck lately? I also heard about what happened at the bus station, it sounds very exciting. Now your tire has blown out again, before leaving home you should have gone to the temple to pray."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu hung up the phone, Mo Yang had already set up the tent, lit a fire beside it and was cooking dinner. Peng Siye took off his suit, rolled up his sleeves and was changing tires.

  Wan Kui Jing Hou sat by the fire pit because he was "injured".

  Wen Baiyu walked over and said, "Is it a bit better?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "Don't worry, nothing's wrong now."

  He said, his voice still a bit hoarse, Wen Baiyu could tell that his breathing was still rough and he was still holding back, but it was much better than at the big bus station.

  Peng Siye got a whole body of mud and looked embarrassed, saying: "Wen Baiyu, come and lend a hand."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou immediately stood up and said: "I'll go."

  Wen Baiyu pressed him down and made him sit, saying: "I'll go, you rest."

  Wen Baiyu walked over, squatted down, and watched Peng Siye change the tire. He felt a bit at a loss for what to do, so he asked, "How can I help?"

  He said, "Huh?" and pointed at the blown tire, saying: "This tire blew up too exaggeratedly, right?"

  Mr. Peng looked and frowned, saying: "I also think so, before departure I specially drove to the store to have the car maintained, how could it not burst a tire."

  Peng Siye spent several hours changing the tire, and after finishing, it was already midnight. Everyone hastily ate dinner and then went to sleep in their tents, preparing to get up early the next day to meet with Zou Chengyi.

  Wen Baiyu had just helped change the tire, his arm was sore, and he fell asleep as soon as he got into the sleeping bag. He didn't know how long it took, but suddenly he felt a wave of heat in his body, and there was still a faint scent lingering between his breaths. The scent was really indescribable, although it was very light, but smelling it made people's whole body feel hot...

  Wen Baiyu suddenly opened his eyes, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes were momentarily dazed, frantically searching around in the darkness.

  The sleeping bag of Wan Qi Jing Hou was actually empty and had been opened, with no one knowing where he went.

  Wen Baiyu immediately sat up, and with one movement, a lot of sweat broke out on his body. He felt that even the slightest movement made him pant heavily, and he was somewhat weak all over.

  Wen Baiyu glanced around the tent and saw that Peng Siye and Mo Yang were both asleep, but there was no sign of Wan Jinhao.

  Wen Baiyu fanned herself with her hand, and the smell was faint and disappearing. Wen Baiyu worried about Wan Jingshou, so she quickly got up and crawled out of the tent.

  The outside night wind was very cool, and a strong gust made Wen Baiyu shiver. He stood outside and looked around, the bonfire was still burning, and except for the crackling sound of the fire, it was eerily quiet.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes scanned around, and soon heard a "rustling" sound from the depths of the forest. She quickly ran over and saw a white shadow flash by, moving extremely fast, probably a small animal, and it was gone in an instant.

  Wen Baiyan watched as the white thing disappeared, but he didn't follow it. Instead, he caught a whiff of that fragrance again. He couldn't quite describe what kind of scent it was, but it was extremely rich and intense. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly felt dizzy.

  Wen Bai's body swayed slightly, stumbled two steps, and involuntarily retreated backward. At this moment, someone suddenly stretched out a hand to support his lower back.

  Wen Baiyu was startled and immediately turned around, just in time to see that it was Wan Kuangjinghou.

  "What are you doing here?" said Wan Qi Jing Hou.

  Wen Baiyu said: "I was going to say that, what were you doing running out in the middle of the night?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "Just now there was something unclean, I came out to take a look."

  Wen Baiyu said: "Is it white?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It's a fox."

  Wen Baiyu was slightly surprised, didn't expect it to be a fox, but thinking of the smell on that white fox's body, she wasn't so shocked anymore.

  In this deep mountain, there is actually a white fox.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said: "Go back first, don't leave those two people."

  Wen Baiyu also thought it made sense, but the white fox's fragrance was very strong, especially the tail fragrance, which seemed to be entwined with Wen Baiyu's breath. As soon as he walked, his legs suddenly felt weak, and his calf muscles were trembling, almost kneeling on the ground.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou was startled for a moment, stretched out his hand to pick him up and asked: "Are you injured?"

  Wen Baiyu hastily shook his head, his legs were weak, definitely affected by the fragrance, but saying it out loud was too embarrassing. Wen Baiyu said: "Wait... wait a minute, my leg is a bit numb."

  He said: "Then I'll carry you away."

  Wen Baiyu waved her hand vigorously and sat down by a nearby tree, saying: "Wait, just wait for a minute or two."

  Wen Baiyu didn't dare let him hold himself, the fragrance made him a bit restless, Wan Jingshou's palm touched him, and Wen Baiyu felt his blood boiling over. Earlier, Wan Jingshou had only supported his waist and helped him up, but Wen Baiyu was already feeling some excitement below, so he quickly sat down, clamping his legs together. Fortunately, it was already very dark, and Wan Jingshou shouldn't have noticed his current predicament.

  Wen Baiyu rested for a minute, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw that Wan Qi Jinghou was staring at her, his eyes full of inquiry, as if probing whether she had been injured or not. His dark pupils were emitting a faint ruby glow in the darkness.

  Wen Baiyu was suddenly stunned, as if being sucked in, and stared blankly. The perfect face of Wan Qi Jinghou was struck by the moonlight, casting a layer of hazy light on it, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  "Hmm..."

  Wen Baiyu secretly took a breath of cool air, and involuntarily pulled her legs together, it was simply too embarrassing. Just one glance, all the previous efforts were in vain. Wen Baiyu felt a bit swollen below, extremely uncomfortable, hot sweat rolled down from her forehead.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou saw that he had sweated a lot and was somewhat worried. The night wind here is very cool, fearing Wen Bai Yu would get sick, he reached out to wipe away the sweat on his forehead.

  "Uh!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou simply wiped it lightly, and Wen Bai Yu's eyes widened instantly. A strange sound came from his throat, with an unresolved nasal tone, which even scared himself.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at him and suddenly had a look of realization on his face, lowering his voice and leaning in close to Wen Bai Yu's ear, smiling as he asked: "Not feeling well?"

  Wen Baiyu knew that his awkwardness must have been discovered by him, so Wan Jingshou deliberately lowered his voice and rubbed against Wen Baiyu's ear, making Wen Baiyu tremble slightly.

  Wen Baiyu glared at Wan Jijinghou and said, "Just one thing, don't mind me, it'll be fine in a bit."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou smiled and reached out, using the back of his hand to probe Wen Bai Yu's neck, a scorching feeling, somewhat damp, apparently having sweated a lot.

  Wen Baiyu felt for the first time that Wan Kuangjing's body temperature was low, his hand was cool to the touch, and as soon as he touched him, he suddenly shivered, and his throat slipped twice.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at the hot sweat on his hand, and the color of his eyes couldn't help but sink a little. Wen Bai Yu didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but his eyes seemed to be turning red again.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's breathing began to coarsen, and he suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around Wen Bai Yu's waist, leaning in to nuzzle Wen Bai Yu's ear and neck with his lips.

  Wen Baiyu suddenly took a deep breath, "Hooooo..." A surge of energy rushed up, and his head was filled with bursts of fireworks, the air he spat out was scorching hot, almost bringing out white mist.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou stretched out his hand and dug into Wen Bai Yu's clothes, his skin was also hot and sweaty, almost wetting the clothes. As soon as Wan Qi Jing Hou touched him, he trembled continuously.

  Wen Baiyu's muscles tensed up instantly, staring at Wan Kuang Jinghou with wide eyes.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou was slightly startled by him, and his eyes were filled with excitement. Suddenly, his chest felt like it was on fire, and his instincts were boiling over.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's hand slowly slid down, taking advantage of the sweat's lubrication, bit by bit exploring downwards, saying: "Feeling uncomfortable? I'll help you."

  "Wen Baiyu 'hmm...' took a deep breath, his hands grasping the back of Wan Qi Jinghou's clothes tightly. Before he could react, Wan Qi Jinghou had already leaned in, finding his lips and covering Wen Baiyu's mouth with his own. He frantically rubbed against his lips, his scorching tongue darting in to entwine with Wen Baiyu's, sucking fiercely several times."

  Wen Bai's face turned white, her mouth let out a low hum, and she frantically grabbed at the air with both hands. In the end, she could only tightly wrap her arms around Wang Qi Jing Hou's waist, panting heavily through her nose. The lower half of her body was already in extreme discomfort, and she couldn't help but let out a low, indescribable hum from her nose.

  Wen Bai's brain was numb and tingling, the tip of his tongue was numb from being rubbed, the root of his tongue was sour, and his lips were cool. Wan Jie Jing Hou continued to kiss his mouth and ears.

  Just then, Wen Baiyu suddenly let out a cry of "Ah", and immediately closed his legs together, pinning down Wan Jingshou's hand. He lowered his head, using his chin to nuzzle against Wen Baiyu's shoulder, saying: "Baiyu, I'll help you, I have a plan..."

  He said, constantly kissing Wen Baiyu's lips, breathing heavily, his eyes had completely turned blood red, as if he was desperately suppressing himself. Before Wen Baiyu could speak, he said: "Shh - don't move, I'm just helping you, don't be afraid, your body is too hot."

  Wen Baiyu's body was set aflame by his low, husky voice, her mind racing like a drumbeat, as if she had been bewitched. She slowly relaxed, her hands tightly grasping the back of Wan Qi Jing Hou's clothes, her throat trembling as she gazed at him.

  Wen Baiyu felt Wan Jingshou's movements were urgent, with a hint of madness and violence, but he was always careful, holding him to help him relieve himself. Unknowingly, Wen Baiyu's body was too sensitive, his forehead pressed tightly against Wan Jingshou's shoulder, and soon his body began to convulse rapidly, his hands tightened, and a long sigh escaped from his throat as he collapsed into Wan Jingshou's arms.

  Wan Ji Jing Hou pulled his hand back and patted Wen Bai Yu's back, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Are you okay?"

  Wen Baiyu's whole body was weak and tired, she didn't want to speak at all, leaning on Wang Ju Jing Hou's shoulder, took a deep breath, smelled the familiar scent on Wang Ju Jing Hou's body, suddenly felt a sense of security, and at the same time her face turned red.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou's breathing was still heavy, suppressing his own breath. Wen Bai Yu's long hair had become disheveled due to sweating and was stuck to the back of his neck. Wan Qi Jing Hou reached out to tidy up his hair, gently stroking it, feeling that Wen Bai Yu's hair was very soft, tickling his palm slightly.

  Wen Baiyu's body temperature had dropped, but instead, Wan Jieying Hou's palms felt scorching hot. Wan Jieying Hou patted him again and said, "Can you walk? I'll carry you back?"

  His voice was also unusually hoarse.

  Wen Baiyu's ears felt a little numb, and Wan Jingshou reached out to pick him up. However, Wen Baiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist, lifted his head, and looked into Wan Jingshou's bloodshot eyes, saying: "I remember you said before that the instincts of Zhu Long, apart from being violent, also had another one?"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou heard this sentence, his breathing immediately became heavier, a "cough" sound came from his throat, and his face turned slightly darker, but he didn't say anything.

  "Wen Baiyu said: 'Are you uncomfortable?'"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou wrapped his arms around Wen Bai Yu's waist, his grip suddenly tightening, almost pulling Wen Bai Yu into his embrace.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou hadn't spoken yet, when Wen Bai Yu suddenly wrapped her hands around Wan Jie Jing Hou's neck, leaned in close and whispered against his ear: "Wan Jie Jing Hou, I like you."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's breathing suddenly stopped, his throat almost letting out a terrifying roar. With a loud "thud", he violently pushed Wen Bai Yu to the ground and frantically pressed down on him with a kiss, his eyes fixed intently on him as he kissed him while making urgent low roars: "Bai Yu... Bai Yu..."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a little scared, Wan Xi Jinghou's movements were too rough and violent, filled with a ferocious aura that seemed to devour people. Although he usually had a poker face and spoke in a smooth tone, at this critical moment, he didn't say anything, only panting heavily, calling out Wen Baiyu's name one voice after another, his voice low and hoarse, making Wen Baiyu's ears tingle.

  Wen Baiyu fell to the ground, his whole body weak. Wan Jingshou quickly tore off his clothes. In Wen Baiyu's mind, there was a buzzing sound, as if he had heard the buttons bursting open. He felt a little regretful for having provoked Wan Jingshou.

  Wen Baiyu clearly felt the Wan Qi Jinghou's finger, bit by bit drilling in, the joints with a cocoon, slightly rougher friction, Wen Baiyu gasped, feeling like she was about to suffocate.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, hot sweat dripping down, dripping onto his forehead, stretched out his hand to hold Wen Bai Yu's leg, suddenly pulled his fingers back, and withdrew completely. Wen Bai Yu instantly let out a "hiss" sound, opened his eyes wide, and his legs trembled, weakly spreading apart.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou lowered his head, embracing him, and pressed down on Wen Bai Yu's body with the lower part, constantly pushing upwards, almost squeezing in, hoarsely saying: "Can I, Bai Yu? Can I, huh?"

  Wen Baiyu was already at his limit, Wan Jingshou was like a huge furnace, scorching him to the point of near collapse, yet he continued to ask him questions. All Wen Baiyu could hear were Wan Jingshou's heavy gasps and low growls, making him feel like he was about to lose control again, which would be utterly humiliating.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes were tightly closed, and she suddenly grabbed Wan Jiahui's arm, her body sinking down, causing Wan Jiahui to take a sharp breath. She fiercely pinched his legs and waist, and then violently thrust forward.

  Wen Baiyu only remembered that Wan Jie Jinghou had just entered, and she had already lost control for the second time. She was already too ashamed to show her face, and what happened afterwards made Wen Baiyu even more ashamed to see people.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's physical strength was too astonishing, and he had been suppressing the turmoil in his body. Once he found an outlet for release, it was like an insatiable beast, constantly seeking more.

  Wen Baiyu fainted and when he came to, the sky had already turned gray and was growing light. The sun was about to rise, and Mo Jue was still inside him.

  Wen Baiyu's throat was extremely painful, as if it were on fire, and her hoarse voice couldn't make a sound. With each of Wan Jie Jing Hou's fierce collisions, Wen Baiyu could only let out heavy nasal sounds with her whole body limp, her eyes red-rimmed, and helpless, Lord Wan Jie Jing Hou's neck.

  Wen Baiyu really couldn't take it anymore, the endless numbness and tingling sensation swept over him with each impact, almost making him cry out. His fingernails instantly drew blood on Wan Jingshou's back and neck, which only made Wan Jingshou even more excited.

  Wen Baiyu took a deep breath, her voice trembling with a nasal tone, and she didn't even know what she was saying, "Please... don't come again, I can't take it anymore..."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his lips, saying: "Good boy, kiss me, kiss me and I'll let you go."

  Wen Bai's mind was a mess, as long as Wan Qi Jing Hou was willing to stop, he would do anything. He immediately got up with a rough breath, held Wan Qi Jing Hou's lips, and gently licked them.

  Wan Ji Jing Hou let out a sigh, and his eyes became even more profound as he listened to Wen Bai Yu's words. He said, "Really clever...Bai Yu, say you like me."

  Wen Baiyu saw that he didn't stop, but instead made more demands. She had no choice, and with a sobbing tone, she buried her head in his shoulder, saying: "I like you... Hurry up and leave, get out, I... I really can't take it anymore, it's too much..."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou chuckled softly and said in a gentle voice, "Say it a few more times, I like listening to it, Bai Yu, say it a few more times."

  Wen Baiyu was already weak and listless, but Wan Jingshou was clear-headed and articulate. He didn't count on Wen Baiyu's words, and instead took advantage of the situation, inching closer and closer. Wen Baiyu bit his lip and refused to speak, but soon couldn't hold out anymore. With a pitiful expression, he wrapped his arms around Wan Jingshou's neck, his voice hoarse and nasal, with a hint of tears: "I like you, I like you... Wan Jingshou, damn it, I really can't take it anymore, please..."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou immediately comforted him, holding his face and saying: "Shh... don't cry, let them hear you, it'll be okay soon, just a moment... Bai Yu, are you comfortable? You like this too."

  Wen Baiyu's eyes were fixed on the sky, which had already brightened up. She didn't have any energy left, and an indescribable feeling suddenly rushed to her brain, causing her to fall asleep again. At some point, she felt a sudden jolt in her body, as if something warm had surged into her body all at once.

  His whole body ached all over, his muscles were sore, especially his waist and legs, and that one place he really didn't want to mention was burning hot.

  Wen Baiyu opened her eyes and first saw the ceiling...

  He was momentarily stunned, shouldn't he be seeing the sky, even if it wasn't daytime, it should be nighttime, then there would be a forest, or Peng Siye's off-road vehicle...

  He stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes scanning around and found that it was a room, looking like a hotel, with everything complete and looking very high-end.

  His eyes scanned and landed on Wan Jie Jing Hou sitting at one side.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou was wearing a bathrobe with the belt loosely tied, sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him and said: "You're awake? Do you want to drink some water?"

  Wen Baiyu listened to Wan Kuang Jinghou's voice, and suddenly his face flushed uncontrollably. He wanted to sit up, but as soon as he moved, even his fingertips felt sore, and he couldn't move at all, let alone sit up. He immediately gave up.

  Wen Baiyu's face was pale as he stared at Wan Jinhong, his eyes full of hatred, as if he wanted to flay him alive.

  Wan Ji Jing Hou saw Wen Bai Yu's face change several times, and suddenly understood. He picked up a cup of hot water from the side table and said: "Drink some water, your throat is hoarse."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu really wanted to scold him, but his throat was very sore. Wisely, he didn't open his mouth, and he couldn't imagine what his voice would sound like now, it was too embarrassing.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou supported him, held his waist and lifted him up. Wen Bai Yu suddenly took a cold breath, then fiercely stared at Wan Jie Jing Hou.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou brought the water cup to Wen Bai Yu's lips, slightly tilted it, and carefully fed him water.

  The warm water was unexpectedly comfortable to drink, and Wen Baiyu felt for the first time that water was so good to drink.

  Because he drank too quickly, the warm water flowed down along Wen Baiyu's mouth, and Wan Kuang Jinghou naturally lowered his head, extending his tongue to slide up and down at the corner of Wen Baiyu's lips.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes widened suddenly, and she took a sharp breath. Wan Qi Jinghou's body temperature was very high, and the temperature in his mouth was even higher, scalding Wen Baiyu and leaving her at a loss. Suddenly remembering what the two of them had done in the woods, her mind erupted with fireworks.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou gently put him down, then placed the cup back on the table, covered him with a quilt and said: "You sleep for now, they are staying next door, Zou Cheng Yi and Xi Feng have also arrived, your body can't take it now, we'll set off two days later."

  Wen Bai's brain started firing again, they had clearly agreed to meet outdoors, but when he opened his eyes, it had turned into a hotel, and even Zou Chengyi and Xi Feng were there. This embarrassing thing must have been heard by everyone, and who knows if they saw it too!

  Wen Baiyu let out a mournful cry, which shook her throat and made it ache. She reached out to pull the quilt over her head, actually, this wasn't a big deal, after all, these people all knew about her relationship with Wan Jingshou.

  But it's a wilderness/battle again, and being made dizzy, and because of this kind of thing delaying the journey, it's too embarrassing, Wen Baiyu felt that his face was about to be burned off...

  Wan Xi Jing Hou saw that he had covered his head and immediately walked over, pulling down the quilt, saying: "What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

  He touched his forehead and said, "No fever, just a little swelling in that place of yours."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly rolled her eyes, thinking that it was a bit swollen, and it hurt so much that it was a bit swollen! They actually did it for half the night! From midnight to dawn, several hours! Wen Baiyu felt that Wan Jingshou must have treated herself as a one-night stand!

  Wan Ji Jing Hou saw Wen Bai Yu staring at him and softened his voice, saying: "I'll be gentler next time, okay?"

  Wen Baiyu immediately said: "No way, Wan Kui Jinghou you big brother, don't talk to me for a month, I'm going to die."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou let out a low laugh, embracing Wen Bai Yu along with the quilt, pressing him down and kissing his lips, saying: "How did you die? Were you killed by my comfort, huh?"

  Wen Bai's arm was pressed down by him, and she wanted to kick him with her leg, but when she lifted it halfway, it pulled on that place, hurting so much that she couldn't bear it. She wanted to scold him, but her throat also hurt. In her heart, she thought, "Wan Jie Jing Hou, how can your face be so thick? You always speak with a serious face and say such lewd words. Outsiders think you're a cold and expressionless person, but in reality, you're actually a cold and perverted person."

  Wen Baiyu didn't want to bother with him, but Wan Jingshou tidied up his quilt and said, "Alright, you rest now. I'll go buy some dinner for you, and after we eat, I'll apply the medicine."

  Apply ointment...

  Where to wipe?!

  Wen Baiyu immediately wanted to dig into the ground and not make a sound, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead, planning to resist passively, he would rather die than apply the medicine.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou left soon after, and the room fell silent for a while. Wen Bai Yu dozed off again in a daze, and when he woke up, it was already pitch black outside. The lights were not turned on in the house, and Wan Jie Jing Hou was hugging his waist, sleeping beside him.

  Wen Baiyu moved slightly, and Wan Jingshou immediately woke up, saying: "What's wrong? Are you hungry or thirsty?"

  She turned on her phone and was surprised to find it was already 2 o'clock in the morning. She had slept for a long time, and her stomach was growling with hunger. The soreness in her body had eased up quite a bit.

  Wen Baiyu wanted to eat, Wan Xizonghou immediately got out of bed, turned on the lights, and then took the dishes he had prepared to heat them up. He came back quickly, with an attitude and service that was absolutely five-star.

  Wen Baiyu sat up, and Wan Xiang Jinghou didn't let him get out of bed. He set a small dining table on the bed, almost as if he was going to feed Wen Baiyu himself.

  Wen Baiyu was really too hungry, eating hastily, after sleeping for a while, feeling less painful all over the body, especially down there, no longer burning, feeling still slightly swollen, but already not so unbearable, suddenly mood also improved.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou saw that his mood had improved a lot, and he brought him warm water again, sat beside him and said: "Is your body okay?"

  Wen Baiyu gave him a white eye and said, "Hmph."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It seems that Peng Si Ye's medicine is still quite effective."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Bai Yu's fox-like eyes looked at Wan Qi Jing Hou suspiciously and said: "What medicine?"

  Wan Qi Jinghou pointed to the bedside cabinet and said, "The medicine sent by Peng Siye, it's supposed to be cooling and anti-swelling, I applied it twice for you, seems like it works pretty well."

  Clear... Cool... Dispel... Swelling...

  Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a lump in her throat and wiped it twice. Was it still sent by Peng Siye?!

  Wen Baiyu finished eating, feeling a bit bloated, her stomach was bulging, and it was uncomfortable to lie down. She felt like she had slept too much and couldn't sleep now.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "Just right, I'll give you another dose of medicine. Take a rest tomorrow and we'll set off the day after tomorrow."

  Wen Baiyu refused to let him apply medicine after being beaten to death, and stretched out his leg to kick Wan Jie Jinghou, but was caught by Wan Jie Jinghou's wrist.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou grasped his ankle with one hand and pinched Wen Bai Yu's neck with the other, pressing down gently. Wen Bai Yu was instantly pressed face-down onto the bed, looking like a delicious dish on a chopping board...

  Wan Zijun stretched out his hand to pull up his pants, Wen Baiyu immediately turned over and wanted to get up. Wan Zijun said: "Listen, otherwise tomorrow there will be no way to walk."

  Wen Baiyu was about to run away, but Wan Jingshou stretched out his hand and scooped him up, pinning him under his leg. He then quickly pulled down Wen Baiyu's pants and applied the medicine with a swift motion, twisting open the lid of the box.

  Wen Baiyu's old face turned bright red, and the cool feeling was indeed quite comfortable. However, when that place was touched again, it felt a bit sore, accompanied by a numbing sourness that made her nose wrinkle in distaste. Wen Baiyu let out a low growl from her throat.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou paused for a moment, and Wen Bai Yu had already relaxed, burying his face in the pillow to pretend to be asleep.

  Wen Baiyu felt that Wan Jingshou's movements were very regular, so she didn't struggle again. However, the regularity didn't last long, and Wen Baiyu suddenly tensed up her body, ready to jump up immediately, but was pressed down by Wan Jingshou on her back.

  "White Feather, do you like me? Say you like me, I want to hear it."

  Wan Ji's words carried a hint of danger, as if Wen Baiyu didn't obey him, he would take advantage of the situation to do something else while applying the medicine.

  Wen Baiyu's heart tightened, she grabbed one of Wan Jingshou's arms and bit down, saying: "I like your grandfather!"

  Struggling to get up, she hugged Wan Jie Jing Hou's neck and bit him fiercely several times. Only when she heard Wan Jie Jing Hou's "hiss" of gasping for air did she loosen her mouth, and she even stretched out her hand to wipe her mouth vigorously.

  In the second half of the night, apart from General Wan Xi Jing being injured, nothing strange happened.

  The next day, Wen Baiyu was finally able to get out of bed and went downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw the opposite door open, and Mo Yang was the first to walk out, followed by Peng Siye.

  Peng Siye saw him, smiled and greeted him, saying: "Can you get out of bed now?"

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Mo Yang was much more reserved than Peng Siye, and he couldn't help but stare at the ambiguous marks on Wen Baiyu's neck and wrist, which were barely concealed by his clothes. There was also a small wound on the corner of his mouth, which was clearly a bite mark. Mo Yang's eyes darted around awkwardly as he stuttered out a greeting to Wen Baiyu.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou also walked out of the room, put his hand on Wen Bai Yu's waist and pressed the elevator for him, saying: "Is your body okay?"

  Wen Baiyu didn't want to bother with him, now hypocritically showing concern, at that time he had begged him, but Wan Kuangjinghou became like a madman instead.

  The elevator arrived quickly, and with a whoosh of wind, Zou Chengyi also came over. The wind was still the same, with a paralyzed face, looking very gentle and courteous.

  Zou Chengyi smiled and said: "Wen Baiyu? I thought you wouldn't be able to leave until tomorrow."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  They lived on a relatively high floor. When the elevator was going down, Peng Siye asked Wan Kuangjinghou: "Have you taken the medicine? Is it effective?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou nodded slightly and said, "Mm."

  Mo Yang said strangely: "What medicine? Who's injured?"

  "Ah, it's just the medicine I gave you last time."

  Mo Yang's face suddenly turned red, and with a "thud", he violently elbowed Peng Siye in the abdomen. Peng Siye almost got knocked out of breath and immediately covered his chest, pretending to cough.

  Mo Yang was a bit flustered, and Peng Siye had obviously grasped Mo Yang's new weakness again. As long as he coughed, no matter how angry Mo Yang was, he would immediately soften up.

  Wen Baiyu glanced at Peng Siye and thought that Peng Siye was a perfect example of a heartless person, but fortunately Mo Yang had a good heart.

  Everyone was having breakfast in the dining hall, and Wan Qi Jing Hou ordered congee for Wen Bai Yu, which tasted not bad.

  Everyone sat together and discussed the departure time and things for tomorrow. Zou Chengyi had gone to find it once before, but didn't discover anything, nor did he find the Dragon Cave that Peng Siye said existed.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Is there really a dragon cave nearby? Or is it just made up?"

  Zou Chengyi said, "This is not necessarily the case. Puyang has always been known as Longxiang, and previously a Yangshao period tomb was discovered in Puyang, dating back over 6,000 years. The tomb used shells to create a dragon shape. And do you remember the tomb of Wei Xuan Gong that we were looking for? In fact, apart from Ye Gonghao's love for dragons, Wei Xuan Gong also had a great fondness for them."

  Wen Baiyu was sipping porridge while shaking his head and said, "I really haven't heard of it."

  Zou Chengyi smiled and said: "Wei Xuan Gong, as the 15th ruler of Wei State in the Spring and Autumn period, not only had many ugly rumors, but also was said to be extremely fond of dragons, to the point of being infatuated, and often organized troops to hunt for dragons."

  Wen Baiyu said: "He definitely didn't catch it."

  Zou Chengyi said: "This is unknown, and there are more records of Wei Xuan Gong's scandals in history. As for the good dragon, there are very few records."

  "What scandal does he have?"

  In the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, the monarchs' ugly/beautiful rumors were numerous, especially in the later period, which was filled with extravagance and decadence. Wei Xuan Gong can also be considered a typical expert in ugly/beautiful rumors.

  Wan Xi Jinghou handed him a few small dishes, placed on Wen Baiyu's plate, and slowly said: "When Wei Xuan Gong was doing the prince, he privately communicated with his father Wei Zhuang Gong's concubine Yi Jiang, and gave birth to a boy. Because of his love for Yi Jiang, after his accession, he established this boy as the crown prince, known as Taizi Bi."

  Wen Bai's eyes narrowed as she stared at Wan Jie Jing Hou, her voice cold and detached. "Is this what it means to be a ruler? Having no shame whatsoever?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou saw that he liked to eat that small dish and gave him another one, whispering in Wen Bai Yu's ear: "I'm not."

  Wen Baiyu rubbed her ears, as if she hadn't heard.

  Zou Chengyi said: "This is not all, there are two more infamous stories about Wei Xuan Gong. After the Crown Prince grew up, Wei Xuan Gong planned to use his marriage to win over the state of Qi, arranging for the Crown Prince to marry Xiang Jiang, the daughter of Qi Xi Gong. As a result, before the Crown Prince's wedding, Wei Xuan Gong saw his future daughter-in-law and found that Xiang Jiang was a beauty, so he sent the Crown Prince away on business and married Qi Xi Gong's daughter himself."

  Wen Baiyu said: "The circle is really chaotic, and Xuan Jiang is also quite pitiful."

  Zou Cheng shook his head and said, "Later on, Xuan Jiang gave birth to two sons for Wei Xuan Gong. One was called Gongzi Shou, and the other was called Gongzi Shuo. In order to secure her own position and that of her sons, Xuan Jiang wanted to get rid of Crown Prince Chu. She secretly accused Crown Prince Chu of wanting to take advantage of her. As a result, Crown Prince Chu's mother was falsely accused of not teaching her son well and was forced to commit suicide."

  Wen Baiyu snorted and said: "What a mess! The Wei Xuan Gong family doesn't have any good people, does it?"

  Zou Chengyi said: "Good people are there, but in Wei Xuan Gong's place, good people have no good reward... Wei Xuan Gong listened to the rumors of Xuan Jiang and wanted to abolish Crown Prince Yi, but Crown Prince Yi was a gentle and kind person, and his achievements in the temple were also very successful, with his own stable power. Wei Xuan Gong couldn't find a way to abolish him. Gongzi Shuo then gave Wei Xuan Gong an idea, letting Crown Prince Yi go on a mission to Qi State, setting up a white flag on the bow of the ship, and sending bandits to secretly kill, seeing the white flag and killing people."

  Wen Baiyu thought to herself, although she didn't have a blood relationship with her two uncles, both Big Uncle and Little Uncle were quite good to her. But Taizi Ye was his own flesh and blood, yet Father actually wanted to kill him.

  "What then?" said Wen Baiyu.

  Wan Qi Jinghou continued: "Gongzi Shuo's elder brother, Gongzi Shou, heard about this matter and rushed to send a letter to Taizi Ji, telling him to escape. However, Taizi Ji did not escape, saying that he could not disobey the order of Wei Xuan Gong. Before leaving, Gongzi Shou saw off Taizi Ji, got him drunk, and secretly took Taizi Ji's white banner and inserted it into the ship's bow, going on a diplomatic mission to Qi State. The robbers saw the white banner and mistakenly killed Gongzi Shou. Later, when Taizi Ji sobered up and arrived, he saw Gongzi Shou's corpse. The robbers, in order to avenge Wei Xuan Gong, also killed Taizi Ji."

  Wen Baiyu said: "This father is too cruel."

  Zou Chengyi said: "The Crown Prince Zhi is gentle and kind, while Gongzi Shou is open-minded and uninhibited. These two people have a certain popularity and support in the State of Wei. With both dead, King Xuan of Wei can only make Gongzi Chuo the crown prince. But then there's this problem..."

  Zou Cheng paused, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the table, and smiled: "The official history ends here, but I found a part of the folk legend that has been passed down. After Wei Xuan Gong disliked Crown Prince Yi, the heir in his heart was actually Gongzi Shou. Wei Xuan Gong was grief-stricken by the loss of his beloved son and fainted on the spot. Later, Wei Xuan Gong had a dream..."

  Wei Xuan Gong dreamed that he had died and was being carried for burial. Suddenly, a huge white tree grew out of his grave, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be not a white tree, but a giant banner. The soul of the Crown Prince tied him up, making him atone for the death of his innocent younger brother.

  Zou Chengyi said: "The ancients were all very superstitious. Wei Xuan Gong was afraid of the ghost of Taizi Yi seeking revenge, so he ordered people to dig up Taizi Yi's tomb, but inside the tomb was empty, with no corpse or bones to be found. Wei Xuan Gong was haunted by a ghost and fell seriously ill. He ordered people to build a tomb for himself, capture a dragon to guard the tomb, and use undying trees to make a coffin. All precious treasures were collected and placed in the tomb as burial objects... Coincidentally, I saw a description of a burial object that was exactly the same as the Jianmu fragment we're looking for."

  Wen Baiyu stroked his chin and said, "If there are really wooden fragments buried with Duke Xuan of Wei, then Duke Xuan is now a several-thousand-year-old rice dumpling."

  Zou Chengyi added: "It's hard to deal with, and there may be more awareness."

  Yi Feng said: "If there really is a dragon buried here, then it's a dragon that has absorbed the spiritual energy of Jianmu for several thousand years."

  Wen Baiyu finished drinking the porridge, wiped his mouth with a paper towel and said: "Never mind, we also have a dragon, although it's just a mud carp."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou smiled and whispered into Wen Bai Yu's ear, "The dragon in Wei Xuan Gong's tomb has absorbed the spiritual energy for thousands of years. I've only absorbed it once. If you want me to do something, you should let me absorb more spiritual energy several times."

  Wen Baiyu initially didn't understand, then her face suddenly turned bright red, and she really wanted to slam the empty bowl on Wan Qi Jinghou's head...