Chapter 34 Murong Family Ancestral Tomb

Although there was no evidence, he was not an archaeologist, so a trace would be enough.

Walking to the innermost part of the study, there was a wall with several ink paintings hanging on it, and inside was the Shi Shui Pavilion. Murong Ji let out a breath, and without saying a word, he pushed open the hidden door and walked in.

After a quick glance, the layout here is somewhat similar to the library of the university in the previous life, but it is much larger than the small Langhuan Jade Cave in Mantuo Villa.

The quality of martial arts is not as good as that of Langhuan Yudong, but it is better in quantity and comprehensiveness.

Suddenly, Murong Ji frowned, and facing the sunlight shining in, he saw that a part of the table and chair, which was covered with a thin layer of dust, was missing.

[Murong Fu hasn't come back yet?! ]

He found a boxing manual and sat down on the chair calmly. He touched the seat and it was still warm. It seemed that the man had not left yet, or was here!

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat. There was no need to think, there was no one else except Murong Bo.

He exhaled slowly, looked at the boxing manual quietly, and tried hard not to look for Murong Bo's trace.

Finish reading the boxing manual and then switch to the next one.

After taking out the book, he walked outside and let out a long breath after leaving the study.

He rolled his eyes. There was no one in the Murong family tomb at this moment. Murong Bo should not have thought that he was going to rob his own ancestral tomb!

After taking a quick glance around and making sure no one was paying attention, Murong Ji rushed into the Murong family's ancestral tomb.

The Murong family's ancestral tomb is actually a space hollowed out from a stone mountain.

Murong Ji held up a torch and looked at the layout of the tomb. It was obviously built to be used as a storage facility.

The stone chambers carved out on both sides were originally storehouses, but now they have become the resting place of our ancestors.

Walking past the tablets one by one, he saw Murong Longcheng's tomb. Murong Ji stepped over the altar, shook open the tomb door, and walked to the coffin.

I have to admire the ancient creations. The coffin and the outer coffin are two different things. After hundreds of years, the patterns on them are still lifelike.

"Ha!" He used the power of his palm to push open the outer layer of the coffin, revealing the sarcophagus inside.

Murong Ji looked a little nervous, as he still had some psychological reservations about things like robbing tombs and opening coffins.

With a force, he opened the lid of the sarcophagus, and a disgusting stench of decay came out. Murong Ji covered his mouth and nose and held his breath.

I looked inside the coffin and didn't see any written records. I simply turned over everything inside, even the mattress underneath, but still couldn't find it. I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly had an idea: inside the coffin lid!
I turned over the coffin lid and found, as expected, a large amount of written records.

Murong Ji read it one by one and confirmed one thing, that Murong Longcheng really inherited the sword-way back then, but he was not sure whether it was from Lu Dongbin.

Murong Ji frowned slightly. Mount Emei was mentioned above, but Mount Emei is not small.

Below was the first edition secret book of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, as well as the scriptures on sword-controlling in that sword manual. Murong Ji wrote them down one by one.

Then he scraped off the writing on it. He used his inner strength to write eight words on the back of the coffin lid: If you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first.

After covering the coffin, Murong Ji hurried out of the tomb.

He found a puddle of water and washed his entire body to remove the smell, then used his inner strength to shake it dry.

Only then did he return to the study in Chanhe Manor.

Entering the Huanshi Water Pavilion, Murong Ji started reading various secret books, especially the Sanhe Finger. He flipped through them and found that they looked a bit like the One Yang Finger from Dali. Thinking of the One Yang Finger, Murong Ji instantly remembered something: the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

Is Six Meridians Divine Sword a finger technique?

If it was before, he would not have doubted it, but now, he even doubted whether this was the same origin as that sword scripture? !
After all, Dali was founded on this basis, and they are not far from the era of Lu Zu.

Murong Ji remembered something. Was it Murong Bo who revealed the news about the Six Meridians Divine Sword to Jiumozhi? ! !

"Hehe, this is interesting!"

He would think about these later. Murong Ji found the insights of the generations of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and the Murong family swordsmanship and began to study them.

After being bored here for three days, he finally walked out of the study, stretched, and went back to his original room.

After a quick glance, I found that the original things had disappeared and this place had been converted into a guest room.

When I came to Ah Qing's house next door, the situation was still the same.

Things have changed and people have changed. The Murong family still has no place to stay. They feel a little bad about it, but that's it.

He brought some snacks and incense and walked to Ah Qing's grave. After not coming back for ten years, Murong Ji was a little surprised that there was actually someone taking care of this place?!

After a quick glance, I saw that Ah Qing had buried the body in a remote place. Why is someone still thinking about him?

Murong Ji burned incense and watched here for a few days, then he saw a woman about forty years old coming to sweep the tomb.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and countless memories surged up in his mind. He remembered the person who stopped him from entering the house when his mother died.

The woman was a little surprised to see someone burning incense for Ah Qing, then she suddenly laughed, smoothed out the burnt ashes, and inserted a new incense stick.

"You and A-Qing have such a good relationship?!"

The woman was not surprised. After finishing her work, she said, "Not good, even incompatible. I was the one who pushed her away when she went to take care of the Second Young Master. I just didn't expect..."

Murong Ji remembered something and asked, "I heard some rumors that I am not of the Murong family's bloodline..."

The woman suddenly became stern, "Why? Second Master also wants to throw dirty water on Madam?"

"Dirty water? Haha."

The woman's expression eased a little. "Well, it's not Second Young Master's fault. This matter is hard to explain. However, I still advise Second Young Master to stay away from Li Qingluo."

Murong Ji was a little surprised. "Why? When Murong Fu called me a bastard, no one ever defended me."

The woman looked a little sad, and then she was filled with hatred: "It's all because of that bitch Li Qingluo! She has ruined my life!"

"When the young lady was pregnant with the second young master, before she had time to tell her husband, Li Qingluo took her out."

"I thought she was here to relax with the young lady, but who knew that Li Qingluo was actually there to meet her lover! When she was seen by the eldest master and son-in-law of the Wang family, she pushed the blame on the young lady!"

"The son-in-law was furious, and when he learned that his wife was pregnant... he even thought about divorcing her. If it ends up being the eldest master, the young lady will...! Over the years, Li Qingluo has been throwing dirty water on the young lady to protect herself!"

"Second Young Master! Do you think she treats you well because of the Wang family? No! She feels guilty towards the young lady! All your misfortunes are caused by her!"

Murong Ji felt heavy in his heart, "So, I am really a member of the Murong family?"

"Yes! You are the legitimate son of the Murong family! The young lady felt guilty, so she stole the Dragon City Sword Technique, and was finally..."

(End of this chapter)