The vicious female supporting role is ruthless and arrogant

Chapter 362 I Remember Everything

Zuo Zixuan opened her eyes drowsily and saw He Yi leaning his head against her and looking at her with a smile on his face.

She could feel the sweetness from He Yi's smiling face.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet? Aren't you tired?"

He Yi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said gently: "I'm not tired. I'll sleep when I see you fall asleep."

Zuo Zixuan tilted her head left and right to look at He Yi, "Why are you acting so strange today? Are you really not possessed by a ghost?"

He Yi snorted softly, "If I'm going to be possessed by a ghost, it's my own ghost.

Are you afraid of me? "

Zuo Zixuan rolled her eyes, turned her back to him, and muttered, "Looking for trouble..."

He Yi smiled, lay down, hugged her in his arms, buried his head in the back of her neck and kissed her.

"Wife, we will be together forever."

He held her tighter in his arms again, and his big hand never left Zuo Zixuan's belly all night.

The next morning, everyone got up, had breakfast, packed up, and went up the mountain under the leadership of He Yi.

After walking for almost two hours, we finally reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was covered with a lush forest, and there were no stone statues of the twelve mythical beasts to be seen.

"He Yi, have we come to the wrong place? There is no stone statue here."

Zuo Zixuan asked with a frown.

He Yi shook his head, "Yes, it's here.

Don’t you find anything different about this forest?”

Master Zuo Zixuan and his disciple looked around.

“The trees in this forest look exactly the same, as if they were printed from the same mold.

Have we already entered the formation?"

Xu Qingfeng asked excitedly.

Formations, there really are such mysterious things as formations in this world.

"Master, do you know how to break the formation?"

"Of course, didn't you tell me? This is the tomb of my previous life, how could I not know how to crack it?"

He turned around, picked a tree at random, walked eight steps to the west, squatted down and dug the ground with a small hoe.

After a while, a piece of fine mutton-fat jade pendant was dug out.

Xu Qingfeng and Fang Hanyang were dumbfounded.

Have a baby?

"Master, I'm coming, I'm coming...

Leave this kind of rough work to me and Hanyang, and you just need to talk."

Xu Qingfeng and Fang Hanyang quickly ran to He Yi's side, took the medicine hoe from his hand, and said attentively.

He Yi twitched his eyes, "A few pieces of broken jade, do you think they are worthy of it?"

"Don't even mention a few broken jades. Even if they are just a few copper coins, we would appreciate them. They are antiques."

"Okay, take eight steps each from the east, south, and north sides of the tree.

There is a piece of mutton-fat jade eight steps below each direction.

If we dig them all out, the formation will be broken."

"Okay, you guys stand and rest, we'll start working right away."

Xu Qingfeng and Fang Hanyang happily did as He Yuheyi said.

Sure enough, a piece of fine mutton-fat jade was dug out in each of the other three locations.

All the jade pendants were dug out, and the surrounding scenery shook twice and completely changed.

Two-meter-high stone statues were neatly arranged on both sides. There was nothing in the middle of the stone statues, only a corridor about five meters wide.

Xu Qingfeng handed the largest piece to Zuo Zixuan, "Professor, I'll give you the largest piece."

Zuo Zixuan shook her head with a look of disgust, "I don't want it, you can keep it for yourselves."

He Yi also threw the jade in his hand to Xu Qingfeng.

"These four pieces of jade are gravestones. If you don't mind, you can keep them."

"I don't mind, I don't mind..." Xu Qingfeng caught the jade pendant thrown by He Yi and stuffed it into Fang Hanyang's hand.

"Whether it's a gravestone or a coffin stone, it will be worth a lot in a few decades."

"This mausoleum has not been destroyed yet. There should be a lot of gold, silver and jewelry buried underneath."

Zuo Zixuan immediately became excited when he heard this.

"Gold, silver and jewelry buried with the deceased?"

He Yi nodded.

"hiss……

The chief only told us not to touch the jewelry, antiques and weapons hidden by the Japanese.

But we were not allowed to touch the burial objects of the Spirit King.

Besides, it has been thousands of years. Who can say for sure whether the tomb of King Ling has been visited by tomb robbers?

Come on, come on, hurry down and collect the burial objects of the Spirit King first."

She pulled He Yi towards the stone statue.

"Ah, ah, ah..., you money-grubber, why are you in such a hurry? All this is yours..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and open the door of the tomb." Zuo Zixuan pointed at the stone statue anxiously and asked He Yi to open the door.

Ten minutes later, there was a "boom" sound on the flat ground, and the entrance to the tomb was opened.

All the wall lamps in the tomb were lit up in an instant.

"Let's go, little money-grubber..." He Yi took Zuo Zixuan's hand lovingly and prepared to enter the tomb.

Zuo Zixuan held He Yi's hand and said, "Wait, let's release the flare first.

It would take several hours for Dad to arrange for someone to come over.

If the burial objects of the Spirit King below have not been stolen, we will have plenty of time."

He Yi thought about it and decided that even if he toured the entire tomb, it would not take more than two hours.

Moreover, he knew where the burial objects were placed, so he didn't need to look for them everywhere. He had enough time.

"Okay, let's release the flare first."

After releasing three red flares, they stood outside and waited for a while. Only when they saw a yellow flare released in the air in the distance did they feel at ease to enter the tomb.

Watanabe Yuta and Tomoe, who had circled the mountain several times and almost died at the hands of a giant monster, also saw the red flares emitted from the mountain.

"Zuo Zixuan and the others have found the location of the tomb." Watanabe Yuta said gritting his teeth.

Zhi Bao said anxiously: "Major General, what should we do? It seems that they are notifying the Chinese army to come over."

Watanabe Yuta punched the tree trunk hard.

He didn't bring many people this time, and eight of them were killed.

He also thought that after finding the exact location of the treasure, he would kill He Yi and the others, and then mobilize people to move it.

But who knew that he was a step too late after all, allowing Zuo Zixuan and others to find the location of the treasure first and notify Hua Guobing.

“Even if I can’t move these things, I will destroy them.

There is absolutely no way that the Chinese will get any advantage.

Let’s go and blow up that tomb…”

Under the leadership of He Yi, Zuo Zixuan and his companions easily reached the bottom of the tomb.

The square of the tomb was indeed filled with gold, silver, jewelry, porcelain, ancient paintings, and dozens of artillery batteries.

Surrounding the edge of the jewelry, there were wooden boxes more than three meters high, which probably contained guns and ammunition.

"It seems that we can't move this pile of things." Zuo Zixuan pursed her lips and said with regret.

"What's this little thing? Come on, I'll take you to the treasure house." He Yi pulled Zuo Zixuan to a stone wall, knocked left and right, and the stone door opened with a "crash".

Just as the few people entered, the stone door behind them slammed shut again, and it was pitch dark inside, which was extremely creepy.

Master and disciple Zuo Zixuan were almost frightened to death.

"It's okay, don't be afraid...

Have you got any matches?"

He Yi hugged Zuo Zixuan in his arms to comfort her.

Xu Qingfeng and Fang Hanyang hugged each other.

"Master, what do you want the matches for?"

Fang Hanyang's voice was trembling a little.

"Light the oil lamp. It's so dark, I can't see anything. How can I get to the treasure room?"

“Ohhhh…

I have a lighter.”

Fang Hanyang took out a lighter from his bag and handed it to He Yi.

He Yi took out a flashlight, shone it on the lighter in his hand, and looked at it again and again.

"what is this?"

"Hey, look, slide this roller..." Zuo Zixuan took the lighter from He Yi's hand and lit it.

He Yi opened his mouth, looking surprised.

"Did you give this thing to Hanyang?"

Zuo Zixuan nodded.

"Okay, I don't have any of these good things." He Yi said somewhat aggrievedly.

"You don't smoke, and you don't light a fire to cook, so what are you doing with the lighter?"

He Yi actually pouted with a look of grievance on his face, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

This was the first time Zuo Zixuan saw He Yi like this.

She rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, then quickly took out a lighter and put it in He Yi's hand.

“Give, give, give…”

When He Yi got the lighter, his face immediately turned from gloomy to bright and a smile appeared on his face.

Zuo Zixuan narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, thinking for a moment.

King Ling was only nineteen years old when he got married.

This guy really looks like the Spirit King when he was young.

In front of Zuo Zixuan, he would not hide his joy, anger, sorrow or happiness at all.

Happy is happy, unhappy is unhappy.

He Yi threw the lighter back to Fang Hanyang, and used the lighter given to him by Zuo Zixuan to light a groove on the wall.

The groove in the wall immediately "boomed" and a dragon of fire ignited, and the corridor lit up instantly.

"Oh my god, you even know where the lights are. Did you design this tomb yourself?"

Xu Qingfeng said with a surprised look on his face.

He Yi shook his head. "Although I didn't participate in the design, I know every layout and mechanism here."

"You, you, you..., have you really been possessed by the Spirit King?"

"What do you mean by possessed by the Spirit King? The Spirit King was originally me.

Let’s go…

If you keep dawdling, you won’t be able to take your stuff with you.”

He Yi walked in front with a swagger.

Master Zuo Zixuan and his two disciples stood there with fear on their faces, not knowing what to do.

He Yi didn't hear any footsteps following him, and turned his head to look behind him in surprise.

Seeing Zuo Zixuan frowning, he took a deep breath, walked to her side and held her hand in his.

"Princess, everyone can be afraid of me, but you cannot be afraid of me.

I am your man..."

Zuo Zi did not push He Yi away, but just looked him up and down. "Are you the Spirit King?"

He Yi hugged the man into his arms, "It's the Spirit King, and it's He Yi. The bodies are different, but the souls are the same."

"Did you pick up a soul fragment?"

He Yi reached out and gently pinched Zuo Zixuan's nose, "Princess, you are smart. I remember everything about my past life now."

"You remember everything?

Doesn't that mean you also remember that you slept with Luo Huiru for one night?"

Zuo Zixuan pushed He Yi away.

This matter was a thorn in He Yi's previous life.

Zuo Zixuan pushed him away, and he was frightened, so he quickly pulled her back and hugged her in his arms.