Chapter 3: Who Disturbed Laozi's Grave (Part One)

  The sky was faintly bright, and Xiao Si and Princess Jincheng walked up to the Luoyang Ridge, one in front of the other.

  The scene on the hill was not much different from when Xiao Si came back, those coffins that had been dug up were empty and exposed to the outside, the cool morning breeze blew through the weeds, making them rustle and sway, adding a few more eerie and terrifying touches.

  The princess of Jin City looked around and asked: "What's going on here?"

  Xiao Si spread his hands and said, "What do I know?"

  Jincheng princess didn't make a sound, but inexplicably, Xiao Si suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

  He hastily took the girl to Zhang Lihua's grave and said: "That...my mother is buried here."

  The princess of Jin City looked around and saw that the wild graves were hidden in the weeds, exceptionally desolate and lonely.

  Suddenly, Xiao Si let out a loud "wa" and fell to the ground, his hands clutching the yellow earth as he wailed in pain: "Mother, I see you've come. Are you lonely living alone down there? It's all because your child is unfilial..."

  Jincheng Princess looked at him coldly from the side, waiting until Xiao Si's throat was almost hoarse from shouting, before lightly opening her vermilion lips and saying: "Enough."

  If she hadn't said those two words, Xīao Sì would have stopped playing the qín soon, feeling uninterested. Now that Princess Jīn Chéng has called a halt, her spirits lifted and she wept even more sorrowfully and movingly, causing heaven and earth to sympathize with her, mountains and rivers to sigh for her.

  The Princess of Jin City slightly frowned and said: "If you don't get up now, I'll let you go down to accompany her."

  Xiao Si's crying stopped abruptly. With a handful of tears and a handful of yellow earth, he struggled to his feet, muttering: "A heartless world, a cold-blooded woman!"

  Jincheng princess ignored his complaints, her slender hand slightly raised an iron shovel and threw it in front of Xiao Si, saying: "Get to work."

  Xiao Si angrily took over the iron shovel and began to dig, muttering to himself: "Mother, I'll give you a more spacious and comfortable place to live. From beneath the nine springs, please bless me with many wives and much wealth..."

  As he spoke, a coffin slowly emerged from the mud, and Xiaoxiao carefully dug away the yellow earth covering it, using his extremely skilled hands to neatly pry up each copper nail.

  "Jincheng Princess stood by and said: "You seem to be quite skilled?"

  "Of course—" As soon as he entered the Tongtai Bureau, Xiao Si had long since quit this line of work, and now that he was back in the swing of things, he couldn't help but feel invigorated, his mind clear and his spirit refreshed. The words spilled out of his mouth: "Back when my old man's business first started..."

  He was about to boast in front of the beauty, but suddenly felt something was off, and his mouth opened several times towards Princess Jincheng, "Haha, haha" dryly laughing a couple of times without knowing what he was saying.

  The Princess of Golden Castle smiled and said, "Continue."

  This time Xiao Si didn't dare to talk back and honestly used an iron shovel to pry open the coffin lid.

  He dropped the iron spade, and with a slow effort, he pushed open the coffin lid with both arms. He muttered to himself: "Mother, I'll help you move in a moment. It's cold and dark here, easy to catch a chill and get a fever. Mother... mother, why did you leave?"

  When speaking, only saw Xiaosan's eyes falling on the coffin, with a look of surprise and astonishment all over his face.

  Jincheng Princess slightly raised her eyebrows, swept her sleeves and struck out a gust of wind, lifting the coffin lid weighing nearly 100 kilograms to one side. Inside the coffin was empty, where was Zhang Lihua's remains?!

  Her expression turned cold and she asked: "Where is your mother?"

  Xiao Si was also taken aback, sensing that Princess Jincheng's eyes seemed to hold a sinister glint. His heart skipped a beat as he thought: "This isn't good, this little girl is going to turn ruthless!"

  He suddenly turned his brain and knocked on the coffin, shouting: "Mother, where are you?! Who moved my father's grave? Return my mother to me! Mother..."

  "Besides you, who else knows she's buried here?" Princess Jincheng said coldly.

  Xiao Si was stunned, thinking that the only one who had been to the nearby area on that day was Chi Da Ge, but he might not even know whose grave this was, and even less likely would do something as despicable as stealing with his status as a Kunlun Yao Tai Palace disciple.

  He shook his head, choking with sobs: "No one's left, they're all dead... only I'm left alone, Grandma doesn't care and Uncle doesn't love me, I ate the last meal but there's no next one..."

  He cried with all his might, and the more he cried, the sadder he became. He knew that whether his life could be saved depended entirely on this performance of "The Little Orphan's Mourning".

  Suddenly, Princess Jincheng said: "So, you can no longer prove your identity?"

  Xiao Si was shocked, never expecting that things would turn out to be so clumsy. But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out which son of a bitch would have the audacity to dig up a female corpse from its grave and take it away after eating their fill.

  Suddenly a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and he trembled with fear, saying: "Could it be that my mother has come back to life?"

  The princess's slender hand emerged silently from her sleeve and said, "A person can't come back to life after they're dead, unless she isn't dead."

  Xiao Si's mind involuntarily replayed the terrifying scenes of that night, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

  Just as he was about to speak, Princess Jincheng's slender figure flashed and suddenly struck out with her left palm, sending a cold and piercing ice-blue blade of energy sweeping over Xiaosan's head, exploding with a loud "bang" and shattering a tombstone over ten zhang away in front of them.

  Xiao Si suddenly looked up and saw that the tomb was almost flattened by Princess Jincheng's palm, and a layer of blue ice crystals had condensed on the mud and weeds around it.

  Behind the disappearing tomb, two people suddenly appeared. On the left was Jian Yong and Shang, on the right was a man in black clothes, with a dagger about his height inserted diagonally behind his back, shaped like a willow leaf, extremely rare, but Xiao Si didn't recognize who he was.

  He saw Jian Yong and Shang's eyes with two black holes, and his heart felt hairy: "It's not good, this thieving bald ghost is haunting me!"

  Last time at the Battle of Fen River, it was thanks to the collective efforts and my own clever tactics that we managed to defeat Jian Yong and his monks. Now this bandit has returned with a helper by his side, while I only have Princess Jincheng with me, and it's unclear whether she'll even lend a hand. The situation is far more perilous than any previous encounter.

  He hastily asked Princess Jincheng in a low voice: "Are your subordinates here? Call them all out to help!"

  Jincheng Princess gazed at the black-clad man beside Jian Yong and hummed a low, noncommittal response.

  Jian Yong and Shang, despite being blind and unable to see objects, could still accurately lock onto Xiao Si and Princess Jincheng's position with his spiritual awareness. He clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha Buddha, good deeds will be rewarded, evil deeds will be punished. Little donor, your sins are deep and your evil deeds are full, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore——"

  Xiao Si stole a glance at the expression of Princess Jincheng, and to this day he could only rely on this little girl's skin to withstand the difficulties. Unfortunately, Princess Jincheng was calm and composed, making it impossible for anyone to guess what she was thinking.

  He suddenly looked at Jian Yong and Shang, and said with a flash of inspiration: "I was worried that I had no way to get the princess to take off her wet clothes, but fortunately you came!"

  "Damn you, even if we had some past conflicts, it's not a big deal, we can just fight to the death. But why did you sneakily dig up my mother's grave and steal her remains? Return them to me at once!"

  Jian Yong and Shang were taken aback: "When did this humble monk ever do such a thing?"

  Xiao Si's anger was uncontrollable, and he shouted: "Do you dare to swear to heaven that you have never stolen from anyone in your life?"

  Jian Yong's face sank like water, and he growled in a low voice: "Humph! You dare to repeatedly use filthy language to humiliate the Buddhist disciples, you will surely suffer retribution!"

  He was furious and scolded the Supreme Divine Technique of Emei Temple, "Cursing Ancestors and Scolding Buddhas", a strong and powerful energy burst out from his mouth, transforming into invisible sound waves that surged towards Xiao Si.

  His ears buzzed with a deafening roar like the great bell of Zhou, shaking his brain and leaving him momentarily stunned. Just as he was about to be possessed by this "ancestral curse", a surge of cold energy burst forth from the depths of his dantian, shooting straight up to his brain, and in an instant, it was as if an icy spring had washed away the turmoil in his mind, clearing his thoughts. Immediately following that, he felt a soft, boneless small hand pressed against his back, and a stream of cold energy flowed into him, helping him to protect his heart and guard his spirit.

  At this time, Princess Jincheng saw that Xiao Si had recovered as usual, stretched out her hand to grab his arm and said coldly: "Let's go!"

  Xiao Si was almost hit by a sneak attack, and his anger flared up. He knew that the bald thief would not let him go easily, so he decided to take drastic measures and said with a sneer: "You bald thief, you dare to steal people behind the Buddha's back, you will surely be punished!"

  Jian Yonghe suddenly rose up and shouted: "Stop!" He snapped his fingers, shooting out a string of prayer beads that hit Xiao Si.

  Jincheng Princess's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she swung her sleeves to send the incoming prayer beads flying back.

  Jian Yong and Shang An were shocked, "This demon girl's cultivation is indeed formidable!" With a flick of his arms, he dodged the rosary beads like a yellow crane soaring through the air, and with a swift kick, he struck Xiao Si's back of the head.

  The Golden City Princess stretched out a slender, delicate hand from her sleeve and pressed it lightly on the feet of Jian Yong's monk.

  Jian Yong felt a chill run down his spine, his left leg went numb and his body sank.

  He suddenly raised his great vow of Arhat wrath, his whole body emitting a vast golden mist, his right hand forming a seal that burst forth with twice the usual force and struck towards Princess Jincheng.

  Jincheng princess recognized that this was the unique skill of Mount Emei's Ci'en Temple, "Mahāpraj?āpāramitā Buddha Seal", but this monk's skills were not enough, and he couldn't reach the state of condensing yuan and gathering gong, so many wonderful places could not be displayed and were not to be feared.

  Because she was puzzled by the black-clad man who remained silent, she didn't want to entangle herself further and decided to take Xiao Si away quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble. Unexpectedly, Jian Yong rushed over relentlessly, releasing Xiao Si's arm and sending him flying three zhang away.

  "Bang!" Jian Yong and Shang's mighty Buddha seal struck the back of Princess Jincheng. However, her hand felt a gentle touch like water, and her white dress fluttered like a crane dancing in the wind under the impact of the Buddha seal. In an instant, Princess Jincheng's figure astonishingly disappeared without a trace!

  Before he could react, a sudden spiritual warning arose, and the Golden City Princess, who had shed her white clothes, appeared behind him. Her slender palm moved with a soft, crystal-like light that gently pressed against his back.

  Jian Yonghe let out a loud shout and swiftly dodged to the right while simultaneously employing the Arhat Golden Body's hard palm technique.

  "Clang——" A black-clad man over ten zhang away suddenly drew his sword and flew through the air, the icy snow-bright blade's energy was so concentrated that it didn't make a single sound of breaking through the air, moving at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to discern. In an instant, the blade's edge had already reached the neck of Princess Jincheng.

  The Golden City Princess let out a cold hum, her slender palm touched Jian Yong's back and then left, her figure fluttered and flew, her white dress reappeared on her body.

  Jian Yong and Shang only felt that this time the palm strength that hit him was completely different from before, a mysterious and pure warm current penetrated his body, and his bones and meridians were like soaking in a hot spring, becoming soft and weak. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Huan Xi Sha, Blue Sky Warm Jade Divine Skill - what is your relationship with the Old Demon of the Absolute Domain?!"

  Before his words had fallen, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, emitting strands of eerie blue smoke.

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