The Gate of Life and Death 2

Mu family, a low-key but incredibly wealthy clan!Millionaire.I can't find other words to describe this cellar.Last time my elder brother took over as the head of the family, grandfather brought us to...I have a general understanding of how the Emperor chooses names. Looking at his children, they all seem to be named after meaningful phrases.

Remain in spirit, and forget to return. Years have passed, who will adorn me with brilliance

I mumbled it over and over in my head, but I still didn't understand. I guess I'll have to look this ancient literature knowledge up specifically.

However, many explanations are added by later people, and there is debate among academics. The original meaning is unknown to anyone.

But since it's the Emperor's suggestion, we'll follow your lead and use this excerpt from now on.

"Quit dawdling, it's annoying! Let's just go! I'm heading to Dongmian." Ji urged impatiently.

It was he who called Mu Wanchen over. They were going to set up an array.

Mu Wanchen looked at me and whispered, "This place is dangerous. You'd better go back to the camp first. The camp has been temporarily protected by talismans. Sit in there and keep watch, so that these people won't panic and flee everywhere."

I nodded. "Alright... then be careful, and come back as soon as you're done."

Mu Wanchen patted my head, as if comforting me.

At times like this, words seem superfluous. People say that words have power, but I feel that no matter how much I speak, a hug would bring me more comfort and peace of mind.

I'm a bit panicked.

It wasn't because of the billowing black clouds and shattered sky.

Instead, it felt like everything pointed to one path — opening the tomb.

That passage was dark and deep, descending like stepping into death. Standing at the entrance of the tomb, even breathing felt difficult. If so many people entered together...

I feel more like a funeral sacrifice.

With no way out, we can only perish together.

Do not leave secrets for the world to ponder and study, facing external pressure with an attitude of mutual destruction.

But why was the female silkworm left behind

That miniature "tadpole" can, by harnessing the power of water vapor, transform into a colossal being. Yet, it humbly hides within its host's body.

The host also values fate. If I hadn't appeared, that little "kun" probably wouldn't have appeared either. Thinking further back—

The previous generation of Corpse King had taken in corpse refiners, thus laying the groundwork for future troubles. Later, the actions of the corpse refiners became increasingly bold, eventually provoking both the junior mistress and the master. As the junior mistress was pregnant and kidnapped, the master burned down the forest and broke his own cultivation techniques.

After that, it was the junior wife and master who carved my name onto the cliff face, which led to what happened next...

It seems that everything in the world, every sip and every peck, has its cause and effect.

When they asked me to open the tomb, they also mentioned between their words that those with bracelets wouldn't die in the formation... What about those without bracelets

What shall become of those people

Were you buried alive

I'm not curious at all about what's behind the tomb gate now. I just want Mu Wanchen to be safe and sound, and I don't even want to open the formation.

Maybe I should go ask Lin Yanhuan, Lord Lin

No matter how the country arranges things, as long as these people have a place to stay, it's fine. As for how they will live in the future, I am powerless to guarantee... This is better than taking them to their deaths with me now, isn't it

Or... I'll take people to see what's behind the tomb first

Now the bracelet and seal are on me, known only to Mu Wanchen besides.

I was lost in thought, wondering whether I should venture out and explore on my own, when Xiaolian Xuan Yue suddenly swatted me across the face with her tail!

"Ouch! That hurts!" I got hit in the eye!

What is this little ancestor doing!

I covered my face and reached out to grab its tail, lifting it up.

"Why are you hitting me! I plucked your fur..." I rubbed my eyes and glared at it.

This little ancestor is baring its teeth at me, looking fierce like it's about to roar.

"...You won't let me go to the mausoleum myself"

It nodded, the little schemer, actually knowing to warn me. Although it stays by my side, its heart is still with Mu Wanchen, now helping Mu Wanchen watch over me.

"What shall we do then Let's wait for Mu Wanchen to come back and go together" I asked.

Xuan Yue nodded and continued to curl up her tail and squat on my shoulder.

I stood up and looked into the distance.

Beyond the campfires, a thick black mist swirled like restless demons.

In the charred forest, a beast seemed to be watching from the shadows. Above, black clouds hung in the sky, their edges crackling with lightning as thunder rolled ominously.

The helicopter had dodged the storm cloud and would likely circle back soon, guiding the soldiers searching the mountain.

Those soldiers didn't know the danger here, they might run into trouble, if anyone died it would be a big problem.

“Jingle...” The wind chime, adorned with talismans, suddenly rang softly.

The voice was as soft as a dream.

Just as a sweltering summer night was drowsy, a sudden breeze swept through, awakening it.

My scalp tingled, and I immediately turned toward the source of the sound.

Mu Wanchen is back Why is he wearing a mask Could it be that when the Wu tribe performs magic, they like to wear masks to conceal their faces and act as messengers of heaven

He stood at a distance, ordering several vigilant villagers to patrol, then walked towards me.

The lights flickered, casting shadows that danced across him.

For a moment, I felt like everyone around me had vanished. It was as if the stage lights were only focused on him, and he walked towards me step by step.

Come here....

Why is it so slow

"Don't move—" My mind seemed to be out of control, a tingling sensation crawling across my scalp as I blurted out the words.

Don't move.

He paused slightly, a hint of surprise in his expression as he stopped some distance away.

"Don't move! Don't move!" Fear surged through me suddenly, overwhelming.

Mu Wanchen is back, why would the talisman wind chime ring

The Xuan Yue on my shoulder suddenly bristled, its sharp cry echoing through the camp.

The women and children sat quietly to one side, while others were on guard in all directions. Young people patrolled the perimeter... Suddenly, this peaceful scene was shattered.

Like a glass fish tank suddenly shattered, the shards of broken glass and the fish fleeing from the water were in utter chaos.

"Hmph... Still a pretty clever lass..." A hoarse voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

I had already run to the middle of the camp and, hearing the sound, I couldn't help but turn back.

Under the flames, this towering figure began to "dissolve," not quite clear under the light and shadow before—this was not a solid body at all!

"Old monster... how did you get in here!" I asked in a choked voice.

Bai Ni flew out quickly from a corner of the camp, her figure swelling rapidly, becoming like a wall that blocked us all behind.

The old monster's body transformed into a mass of black mist, with a humanoid figure in the center. There was a gash on the humanoid's stomach, and a pair of gaunt hands, covered in black spots, reached out from the opening.

Those hands tore open the gap, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes like a beast's.

Black mist seemed to pour out endlessly, Bai Ni was a little at a loss.

"...The Sixiang Formation couldn't hold you" I asked incredulously.

"桀桀桀……This vast river has been flowing for millennia, how could it possibly be blocked This dragon, although powerful, is nothing out of water...where else do you think you can escape to...桀桀桀..."

Where to run

I turned back to look at the distant valley — the tomb was over there.h. My brother comforted me, "Come on, come on. The teachers also said that children speak without restraint. They just want you to tell the kids fewer ghost stories... pff..."I helplessly looked at hi...