Chapter 725: Seventy, No One in the Coffin

Seventy, No One in the Coffin

Ouyang Rong felt that if this grave mound and the corpse of Lu Changgeng below could speak, they would have to jump up and ask the little ink spirit, "Are you polite?"

"What do you want him for?"

Miaosi's tone was righteous:

"Doesn't this old boy live a long time? I forgot to ask him before I left last time if this fairy is the most witty and brave little fairy he has ever seen!"

Ouyang Rong:?

Seeing that he didn't move, Miaosi stopped swinging her legs, put her hands on her hips, and urged:

"Dig quickly, dig quickly, forget it, so slow, I still have to do it myself, I'll come to help you."

Ouyang Rong ignored her, silently took out the Peach Blossom Source Map, took out a prepared shovel from the painting, and started to work on the grave mound.

Miaosi didn't know where she stole a small shovel, like one used for cooking, but it was going to be used by her to dig soil.

This was also taken out from the Peach Blossom Source Map.

The space inside the Peach Blossom Source painting was not only for Ouyang Rong's exclusive use, but Miaosi also had some personal small luggage, which she had stuffed in early for storage. In her words, this is called essence rights.

Spirits also have the right to survive and need private space, which is sacred and inviolable, although it was in his fake tripod sword, although it might have infringed on his private space...

With tools in hand, soon, one person and one spirit, plus one fish, were busy working in front of this grave of the Lu family ancestor.

Ouyang Rong and Miaosi each held a shovel, burying their heads in digging soil.

The innocent white sturgeon circled the grave mound tirelessly, responsible for acting as lighting.

It was carefree and didn't know what the two were doing, just happily following the male master it hadn't seen for many days.

"Little Rongzi, you add some oil, I'll go up and drink some water..."

Miaosi dug halfway, found an excuse, and climbed out of the pit.

Ouyang Rong was serious and rigorous, burying his head in hard work, and didn't pay attention to her.

The two dug the grave together, her small shovel had an effect approximately equal to zero, completely being an atmosphere group.

Ouyang Rong was instead made to be tied up, having to worry about shoveling her away. Perhaps realizing this, Miaosi found a reason to withdraw without a sound.

"Little Rongzi, do you want to drink water?"

"Little Rongzi, are we too arrogant? In this wilderness, bringing a big white fish that can fly to dig people's graves is easy to scare passersby, is it not very good."

"Forget it, Little Rongzi, I'll still keep watch for you above. If someone comes, I'll tell you. Don't worry, no one can escape my eagle-like eyes."

The pit under Ouyang Rong's feet was dug deeper and deeper. At the same time, the little ink spirit's voice came from above.

After she finished paving the way with a few sentences, she started looking for excuses to be lazy and not come.

During a break, Ouyang Rong looked up and found that this little guy was really sitting on the tombstone, holding a water bag, swinging her legs leisurely, and cheering him on.

The only function of bringing her here was probably to relieve boredom, which could prevent one from bumping into ghosts in the mass grave, because one could take her to bump into them together.

He was speechless for a moment.

But thinking about it, if she wasn't lazy, she wouldn't be the Lady Fairy.

"Little Rongzi, dig faster, why do I feel more and more chilly? Is there wind coming up from below you? Did you dig up something unclean?"

Ouyang Rong ignored her.

He loosened the soil hard, and after swinging the shovel for a long time, he finally felt a hard obstacle.

It was coffin wood.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath, then made a concerted effort to shovel away all the grave soil on the coffin, revealing the dark brown coffin lid.

At the edge of the pit above, Miaosi poked her little head in, holding her small shovel, whispering, cheering him on:

"Li-Little Rongzi, you open the coffin first, I-I will cover for you..."

Ignoring the little ink spirit who was covering for him from so far away, Ouyang Rong didn't say a word, found the gap, directly lifted the coffin lid, and revealed the scene inside.

At the moment of opening the coffin, the little ink spirit above "whooshed" and retracted her head.

Probing again, she found that Ouyang Rong was already searching for items in the coffin as if nothing had happened. From her angle, she could only see Ouyang Rong's back, which blocked most of the view.

"Little Rongzi, are you okay? Then I'll come down, come to help you..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said in a serious tone:

"You be careful, he is not here with me."

Miaosi was halfway down, subconsciously asking:

"What do you mean he is not here with you?"

"I mean Lu Changgeng is not in the coffin, I don't know where he ran."

"!?"

The little ink spirit was stunned for a moment, the next instant, her pupils shook, and at the same time her legs went soft, and she slipped and fell from the edge of the pit.

"Ouch!"

Bang——!

Ouyang Rong dodged to the side, and Miaosi's little head hit the bottom of the coffin solidly, making a crisp sound.

Miaosi's tears burst out of the corners of her eyes from pain, seeing stars:

"Where is he? Where is he? Woo woo woo, he won't bite us, right? Don't scare me, be serious, woo woo woo my head hurts..."

Ouyang Rong turned his head back, his hand already holding a stack of relic silk books, which were turned out from those funerary objects.

He first looked at the floor where Miaosi's head hit, then his gaze moved up, looked at the timid Miaosi, and asked curiously:

"You are a spirit, and you are still afraid of ghosts?"

Seeing this, Miaosi wiped her tears, angry and fierce:

"You liar, big liar! Not interesting at all, made me fall, you pay!"

The little ink spirit didn't have the courage to be fierce to ghosts, but she had the courage to be fierce to her own people, and it was very big.

"Who lied to you, it's you who understood it wrong."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips, pointed his finger at the broken cloth and the funerary objects he had already turned over, and nodded:

"I didn't lie to you, there is indeed no one in the coffin, this is just a cenotaph, only his Confucian clothes and funerary objects from his lifetime, no corpse."

Miaosi looked down, indeed unable to find the corpse, only a stack of neatly folded broken clothes, and some bottles and jars.

She rubbed her head and muttered somewhat dissatisfied:

"Cenotaph? Then where did the person go? He wouldn't have become an immortal through corpse liberation, right?"

"Hard to say."

Ouyang Rong joked.

The little ink spirit immediately became nervous, looking around, sweating on her forehead.

Ouyang Rong held back his laughter, borrowed the light halo emitted by the white sturgeon floating in, lowered his eyes to check this stack of silk books, pulled out a silk book with familiar handwriting, and nodded somewhat satisfied.

Seeing this, Miaosi forgot the pain in her head and asked curiously:

"Is this Little Cui's handwriting?"

"Should be, there is a Kui Star Talisman on it."

"Then what about the others?"

"Should be Lu Changgeng's. Inside are some letters between him and friends. This letter from Cui Hao is one of them, but what's strange is that this silk book from Cui Hao was torn in half, only the part with the Kui Star Talisman remained, the other half should be the letter Cui Hao wrote to him, not found in the coffin, it might have been destroyed."

Miaosi frowned: "There must be a ghost, what secret words are they saying?"

"Ask him face to face next time."

Ouyang Rong put away the Kui Star Talisman drawn by Cui Hao himself, and by the way, also put away Lu Changgeng's other handwritten letters, turned around, and suddenly walked toward Miaosi.

He grabbed Miaosi with one hand and held her high.

Just as Miaosi was about to jump onto his shoulder tacitly, she suddenly felt empty under her feet and fell.

"Ah!"

Bang——!

Ouyang Rong directly let go, letting the little ink spirit have another free fall, her head hitting the coffin floor.

The sound of the collision between the two was quite crisp.

The little ink spirit sat paralyzed on the ground, shook and was dizzy for a while, before raising both hands to cover her head tightly and said:

"Little Rongzi, you! You are not human! Woo woo woo, I'll fight you..."

Ouyang Rong stopped Miaosi, who was crying and rushing up to fight him, and pursed his lips, signaling to the floor:

"Don't mess around, there is a vacuum under you, this sound, there is still space under the coffin."

Miaosi quieted down, looked down, her little face puzzled, and muttered: "Seems like it really is..."

Hua Xuanji she reacted, raising her head angrily:

"There is something strange below, why did you use my head to test it? Don't you have a head yourself, Little Rongzi, you, you are the worst, none of them!"

Ouyang Rong ignored her, squatted down, and knocked on the coffin floor with his fist.

Bang——Bang——

The sound carried a hollow tone.

His eyes were thoughtful.

Dong——!

Hearing a sound, Ouyang Rong turned his head and asked:

"What are you doing?"

Only to see Miaosi on the side had already picked up the small shovel and smashed the coffin floor that had just had intimate contact with her head, as if venting her anger.

The little ink spirit said righteously:

"Digging a hole! There is obviously something tricky below, we don't go down, why are we standing here stupidly?"

Ouyang Rong was speechless, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the little ink spirit was taking revenge for personal grievances, wanting to intentionally cause trouble, and create something unclean in the tomb to bite him to death.

Ouyang Rong said seriously:

"Then be gentle, what if there is a ghost below?"

"A ghost?"

Miaosi's forehead was red from the bump, and she tilted her head and asked him with a confused face:

"Is this ghost worse than you?"

Ouyang Rong:......

Miaosi waved her little hand: "That's it. Not as bad as you, what are you afraid of? It should be said that Young Master Ouyang is bullying it, maybe it's still a female ghost, you are more adept at it."

After speaking, the little ink spirit waved her small shovel and dug hard.

Before long, accompanied by a cracking sound, the coffin floor cracked, revealing a pitch-black hole.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and stared.

The white sturgeon swimming nearby approached the hole quite sensibly.

The bright white light halo fell into the hole, illuminating some things that had been covered in dust for a long time.

Ouyang Rong saw a tomb passage paved with stone bricks, which could not be seen to the end, and didn't know where it led.

After being quiet for a while, he tied up the Peach Blossom Source Map and held it with one hand.

Seeing this, the little ink spirit jumped onto the back of the white sturgeon.

"Drive~"

Miaosi rode the fish excitedly, preparing to drill in.

But the next instant, she hit Ouyang Rong's boot that reached out to block her.

"You..."

Ouyang Rong looked up at the sky, and interrupted it with a calm tone:

"Digging the hole and opening the coffin just now wasted too much time, it's almost dawn, there is not enough time, so don't take risks, go back first, and come to explore tomorrow night."

After speaking, Ouyang Rong grabbed Miaosi and stuffed her into his sleeve.

Before leaving the coffin, he looked at the white sturgeon circling in the air:

"You stay at the entrance of the hole."

Leaving a word, Ouyang Rong closed the coffin again, filled some grave soil on it, and then found some weeds to cover it.

After finishing these things, he clapped his hands, looked at the lonely tombstone, and turned to walk away with big strides.

In the middle of the night, there was no one in the coffin, it was empty.

The dead had no corpse, and the whereabouts of the physical body were unknown, only clothes and funerary objects were left.

Plus there was a pitch-black secret passage under the grave.

This exploration of Lu Changgeng's tomb was indeed somewhat beyond Ouyang Rong's expectations.

However, the things that should be obtained had already been obtained, the Kui Star Talisman written by Cui Hao himself was already in hand, and the curiosity about Lu Changgeng's whereabouts and the pitch-black tomb passage was another matter now; Ouyang Rong didn't choose to explore immediately.

Ouyang Rong returned along the original path and returned to the small island where the purchasing room people were staying before dawn.

After hiding the bamboo raft, he returned to his residence safely.

No one discovered him throughout the process.

After entering the door, he glanced at the warning mark made by the door, and no one had touched it.

Understanding that no one had come in yesterday, Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Peach Blossom Source Map and other things, and returned to the wooden bed to lie down.

Before long, the purchasing room manager came, called them to get up, and moved goods.

Ouyang Rong pretended that nothing had happened and spent another day.

When eating at noon, he heard Chen Niangzi chatting with others, saying that ingredients and other things had been purchased almost enough, but some Orchid Hall fairies hadn't returned yet, so they had to wait a bit longer, and they should be able to return to the Sword Swamp in two days.

Ouyang Rong remained silent.

However, he remembered one thing, which was the promise he made to Yu Mili when saying goodbye down the mountain, to help bring a message to her mother.

At that time, he thought this trip down the mountain would be to the town... now it seemed he couldn't go to the Red Dust Inn.

During the work, the day passed quickly.

At night, Ouyang Rong returned to the room again.

The snoring of colleagues came from around.

Ouyang Rong turned over and got off the bed, packing his things.

In addition to bringing the Peach Blossom Source Map, he also went to check the Merit Tower.

【Merit: 898】

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and took out half a silk book to look at it.

There was still a long distance to 3,000 merits.

It was only after leaving Xunyang City and coming to Yunmeng Sword Swamp that he discovered the preciousness of merit points.

Even using the God-Descending Talisman, it was difficult to gather enough merit points for one time.

It was far less easy to gain merit than when he was the Governor of Jiangzhou in Xunyang.

Plus, the little junior sister and the Lady Historian and other small experience packs were not by his side, so the efficiency of brushing merit was much lower, mainly relying on the Xunyang Grotto presided over by Pei Pei Shisan Niang to maintain medium-speed growth, intermittently harvesting batches of hundreds of merits.

Ouyang Rong shook his head and put the half-silk book that was temporarily useless into the Peach Blossom Source Map.

He turned his head to look at the deep night outside and set off again.

With the experience of last night, this time going to Lu Changgeng's cenotaph, Ouyang Rong was familiar with the road.

It saved a lot of time directly.

Around midnight, he arrived at Lu Changgeng's tomb. This time, there was plenty of time in the second half of the night for him to explore.

The weeds and grave soil were moved away, and the coffin lid was opened.

The white sturgeon that had been "lost" in the coffin for a day swam toward him excitedly, circling affectionately.

Miaosi poked her head out of his sleeve, and taking advantage of the white sturgeon swimming past, jumped onto its back, grabbing its floating fish whiskers with both hands.

The little ink spirit held her head high and chest out, riding a horse and fighting like a rich person:

"Fish, fish, fish, hurry up, let's go grave robbing, Little Rongzi, follow up quickly."