"I, Chu Wuxie, am the most unscrupulous scoundrel among the Jin captains. I went to the tomb just to make money, but I found a big trouble in the Tomb of Immortality - that 'dead thing' that rolled into a ball of fur actually licked the palm of my hand and said that it wanted to be my ancestor?"
The bronze lantern tree swayed above my head, and when corpse air spread over my ankles, I realized that the hair ball in my arms was not a burial object.
It had swallowed corpse poison for a thousand years, and its round eyes suddenly glowed golden: "Host, the mechanism in this tomb... Is pitifully weak."
My parents' blood feud has not been avenged, and the Yinluo Sect's pursuit follows them everywhere. But who would have thought that the little fur ball that always squats on my shoulder to eat roast chicken is actually the remnant soul of the ancient Taotie?
I dug out the immortal grass from Kunlunxu's ice coffin, and grabbed the phoenix's guts in the whirlpool of Penglai Island. When I stepped on the sword of the leader of the Yinluo Sect and listened to his roar, "You are not of the Chu family at all"——
The little furball tilted his head and licked his paws: "Host, it's time for them to see what true immortal blood is."
"To touch the gold, when the captain went to the tomb, he paid attention to 'do not touch the gold when the rooster crows and the lamp goes out'. But this time, the lamp was not put out, but I found a talking 'taotie ancestor'."
The dome of the Tomb of Changsheng is engraved with the image of Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sun. I was holding the Luoyang shovel and was about to pry the coffin apart when suddenly a snow dumpling rolled out from the bottom of the coffin.
It tugged at my trousers and whispered, "I'm hungry... I want to die."
