Dragon Scale Dagger 8

  Wen Bai Yu stared blankly at the already healed wound on her arm, still in a daze.

  He suddenly remembered that night when he was attacked by a strange person, and his neck was scratched and bleeding, but later there wasn't even a wound.

  Wen Baiyu suddenly thought of Wan Kuang Jinghou's skillful hands that could twist and change shapes, and suddenly realized that the partner he had found seemed a bit different from others...

  Wan Xi Jing Hou was very calm and his face didn't show any extra expression. He said, "Are there other injuries?"

  Wen Baiyu subconsciously wanted to say that the dry corpse had also kicked him in the back, which must have turned blue and purple, with a slight burning sensation.

  But...

  Wen Baiyu's face turned pale as he thought of the special disinfection method that Wang Jie had, and he couldn't say another word. Who knows if the other party would really rush over, strip off his clothes, and then... disinfect him.

  "Cough..."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a little dry and thirsty in her throat, so she hurriedly coughed, the scene was too beautiful, really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

  Wen Baiyu wanted to change the subject and said: "That..."

  He turned around and saw the petite and lovely Xi Qi crouching on one side, no longer holding onto his clothes, but instead covering her eyes with both hands, though her index and middle fingers left a small gap, looking like she was trying not to see something indecent as she sneaked a peek at them.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  He saw himself and immediately showed a sweet smile to Wen Baiyu, his eyes meant that he could understand.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu wiped her face and said, "You misunderstood..."

  He shook his head and waved his hand hastily.

  Wen Baiyu helplessly turned back to glare at Wan Jijing Hou, but Wan Jijing Hou couldn't understand what it meant and simply reached out to wipe away the blood splattered on his face.

  "Gulp..."

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help but swallow her saliva, Wan Jingshou still wore black fingerless gloves on his hands, with slender and powerful fingers, the action of using his thumb to wipe away the bloodstains on his face was simply so suave that it was unbearable!

  Wen Baiyu brushed aside her hair and said: "That... how are we going to get out of here? Where is this place, anyway?"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou looked around and said: "This should be the sacrificial platform of the tomb."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou said, his eyes fixed on the seal script on the ground. Wen Bai Yu's eyelid twitched and he said: "The things in the tomb, are they really effective? I...I just, my blood got on it."

  Wen Baiyu finished speaking, and Wan Xi Jinghou raised his eyes to look at him. The gaze made Wen Baiyu's heartbeat skip from his eyelids to his heart.

  Just at this moment, Wen Baiyu hadn't had time to ask again when suddenly a loud "Ka Cha!" sound was heard, like the sound of something being flipped over.

  Then there was a soft cry of "ah" from Xi Chi, and the stone floor of the tomb suddenly cracked, flipping up from both sides. Xi Chi was the first to fall down from the flipped board.

  Wen Baiyu hadn't reacted yet and slid down along with the overturned board.

  He thought he was going to fall heavily again, but unexpectedly, the force of his descent came to an abrupt halt as his waist tightened. Wen Baiyu opened his eyes to find Wan Jingshou's handsome face magnified before him, their faces inches apart, their breaths seemingly entwined.

  Wen Baiyu was startled and saw that Wan Kuang Jinghou had one hand pressed against the stone wall, the other arm wrapped around his waist, and on his back he still carried the bloody double-shoulder bag.

  Wen Baiyu really wanted to scold his mother, but at this time he actually still had time to put on his backpack!

  However, he apparently didn't notice that after the plank fell down, the surrounding stone walls were polished to a high gloss, without any protrusions or depressions, and Wan Jie's five fingers were like nails, firmly stuck in the smooth stone wall.

  Wen Baiyu's waist was tightly constricted, making it almost impossible for her to breathe, and the two people were suspended in mid-air.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou suddenly said: "Hold me tight."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu's obedient hands tightly hugged the waist of Wan Kuang Jing Hou, although that person looked quite good-looking, his waist felt quite hard and solid to the touch, one touch and you could tell he had a lot of substance!

  Wan Kuang saw him hugging himself tightly and suddenly let go of his hands.

  "Oh...my mom..."

  A sense of weightlessness swept over him, and Wan Xi Jing Hou hugged Wen Bai Yu and jumped down directly. Suddenly, a "splash" sound was heard, and under the plank was actually water.

  Wen Baiyu was a duck that couldn't swim, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of water. His nose and ears were full of water. Wan Qi Jinghou grabbed him from behind and dragged him ashore.

  The white goose crawled up onto the shore, feeling like half its life had been drained away.

  He was panting with effort when suddenly he had an idea and exclaimed: "Where's Xi Qi?"

  Wen Baiyu got up from the ground and saw a white figure floating in the lake. He quickly shouted, "Hurry, hurry, save him!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's movements obviously paused for a moment, but he still jumped into the water again and brought Xi Chi to the shore.

  He was already small in stature, and now his whole body was drenched, his soft black hair clinging to his forehead, making him look pitiful, his complexion even paler than before.

  Wen Baiyu saw that he was still unconscious, so Wan Xizong knelt down and pressed his chest hard with all his might. He spat out a lot of water with a loud "hiccups", but still didn't wake up.

  Wen Baiyu looked at him and his eyelid twitched, saying: "Do you need artificial respiration?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at him and said, "No need."

  As expected, Xi Chi woke up quickly, and Wen Baiyu finally had the energy to look around.

  Underneath the plank was a lake, and in front of the lake was a huge tomb chamber. The decorations inside were very exquisite, with all sorts of murals carved on the four walls.

  In the center of the tomb chamber appears to be an altar, on which is placed a brocade box that looks very old, with a pattern carved on it similar to a totem.

  Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly said: "This tomb is very strange, under the flip board are usually nails, if it's a lake, there will be nails installed at the bottom of the lake to prevent grave robbers. However, there are no nails under this flip board, and there is water to buffer the force of the fall, apparently the owner of the tomb does not want human life."

  Wen Baiyu heard him say such a long sentence for the first time, although he seemed to understand it vaguely...

  Wan Qi Jinghou first stepped towards the sacrificial platform in front of the tomb, on which many seal characters were also carved. Wen Baiyu couldn't understand a single word.

  It was Wan Xi Jing Hou and Xi Chi who looked quite serious.

  Moreover, Wan Kuang Jing Hou's expression was very strange, first slightly furrowing his brow, then a complex and incomprehensible emotion flowed out of his dark eyes, a perfect mouth pursed up, as if thinking about something.

  Wen Baiyu was curious in her heart, and with a scratching motion, she stretched out her hand to prop up the Wan Zongjing Hou and said: "What is written on it?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou put away his complex expression and opened his mouth to say lightly: "It's written about a legend from the Western Zhou Dynasty..."

  During the Western Zhou period, there was a small country called Xiangguo. Xiangguo was weak and had always struggled to survive among many other vassal states. However, King Xiang of Xiangguo was a very talented and ambitious person who did not want his country to remain weak forever.

  Once, King Xiang of Chu went on a hunting trip and inadvertently discovered a large bird with all white feathers perched on a branch in the forest. The big white bird had a rooster's head, a swallow's beak, a snake's neck, a turtle's back, and a fish's tail. It was about six feet long, its entire body covered in pure white feathers like pearls, emitting a bright luster, and its fiery eyes looked like a pair of rubies.

  It is a phoenix.

  In ancient legend, the phoenix is the king of all birds and a auspicious creature. The red one is called Zhu Que, the green one is called Qing Luan, the yellow one is called Huang Feng, the purple one is called Zi Wen, and the white one is called Hong Ju.

  The Swan Goose is a divine bird, able to bring blessings and good fortune to the land where it settles. King Xiang was moved by this and ordered his men to capture the Swan Goose. The Swan Goose asked King Xiang to release it, promising that it would grant him one wish in return.

  King Xiang then said he wanted a dagger made of phoenix bone, and it was said that the bones of the phoenix could borrow heavenly soldiers. He ordered someone to pull out one of the left wing bones of the Swan Goose, and made a phoenix bone dagger.

  Wen Baiyu heard this and felt that Xiang Wang was too ruthless, she subconsciously shuddered, feeling a chill, and couldn't help but rub her arm. On the upper part of her left arm near the shoulder, there was a long thin scar, though it was light in color and looked like it had been there for some time...

  The dagger was made, but King Xiang did not release Hong Yu. Instead, he asked someone to cast a magical iron chain, took Hong Yu back to the state of Xiang, and locked him in the palace.

  King Xiang agreed to let Honghuo go, as long as he could bring good fortune to the state of Xiang. Honghuo transformed into a human and was locked in the palace, but indeed brought good fortune to the state of Xiang, turning it from an unknown small country into a powerful nation of Western Zhou.

  But King Xiang broke his promise for the second time and had no intention of releasing Hong Yu.

  Later, King Xiang became a legendary ruler at the age of 27. Although he was hot-tempered, it must be said that he was a great and accomplished king.

  However, King Xiang privately imprisoned the divine bird, and his accumulated karma was too deep. One night, King Xiang dreamed that the swan goose transformed into a human figure, who told him in his dream that he was selfish and cruel, and his fate was too heavy with killing energy; in three more years, it would be his great limit.

  Xiang Wang woke up from his dream and came to the palace where Hong Yu was being held. Hong Yu, who had transformed into a human, had both hands and feet locked in chains, quietly raised her eyes to look at him, with a pair of ruby-like eyes that were as calm as still water.

  King Xiang knew his own death was approaching, but he still did not intend to let Hong Yu go. Instead, he asked Hong Yu to be buried with him as a companion, and sleep underground together forever. If Hong Yu agreed, no one else would need to be sacrificed for burial. If Hong Yu refused, King Xiang planned to sacrifice 999 people alive to bury them with him.

  That night, King Xiang ordered the construction of underground palaces overnight, mobilizing tens of thousands of people. On his 30th birthday, sixty-six coffins were carried out of the capital of Xiangguo and scattered in all directions, making it difficult for people to find the real tomb.

  It is said that the Swan Goose was kind-hearted and answered the King Xiang's request. Since the death of King Xiang, no one has seen the divine bird with all white feathers again, perhaps it has fallen asleep underground.

  Wen Baiyu listened to Wan Kuang Jinghou's toneless recitation, and for some reason, his heart suddenly started racing, feeling a sense of panic, as if it was going to burst. He suddenly remembered that he had a strange dream the night before, in which there were two coffins on the palace roof, and a man in black clothes with his back turned to him.

  The man said his time had come and he wanted him to die with him. In the end, he whispered a word "White Feather".

  At that time, Wen Baiyu woke up with a start and didn't take it seriously, but she always felt that the dream was strange.

  Now that I've heard this story, I suddenly feel even stranger. What I dreamed of at the time seemed to be Xiang Wang, but why did I dream of Xiang Wang? He had no idea what Xiang Wang Hongtu was before.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou saw him frowning and said: "What's wrong?"

  Wen Baiyu returned to his senses and said, "Nothing, I just think that this King Xiang is too useless."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou didn't speak again, his gaze swept over him lightly, Wen Bai Yu's back felt a chill, and he always felt that Wan Kuang Jing Hou's gaze had a deeper meaning...

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