My Lady Is Not A Demon

Unconsciously, two days passed.

Wuhefeng has been sealed off by the government office to prevent other people from waiting for it, because Lord Yunzheng is guarding his own wife.

Today is the third day of the practice of keeping the spirits.

The sun erupted through thin clouds, and the soft light was scattered on the mountainous flat ground, a quiet place.

The yellow paper on the tomb is still flying in the sky under the sway of the masters, like yellow leaves, outlining the loneliness and sadness.

It seems that Prince Yun Zheng, who is ten years old, knelt before the tomb.

His back buckled as usual.

The wrinkles on the face are like being carved out bit by bit with a knife, and every wrinkle contains endless sorrow and sadness.

Anyone who knows it knows that the relationship between the prince and his wife is very deep.

As early as more than 30 years ago, the prince married a commoner girl as the princess, which caused a lot of controversy at that time.

But the prince insisted on marrying, ignoring outside voices.

The relationship between the husband and wife has remained deep over the years.

Although the prince was a very strict wife at home, he was often reprimanded and even beaten by his wife to let the outside world see jokes, but the prince always loved this imperfect woman.

Now that his wife has been assassinated, only he can experience his grief.

"Master, today's ritual has been completed."

A monk said softly.

The prince's haggard face slowly lifted up, his voice hoarse with gratitude: "Trouble a few masters, tomorrow will be the same."

After finishing speaking, he told the guard next to him: "Send these masters back, and be careful on the road."

"Yes."

The guard nodded and took a few monks down the mountain.

After the monks left, there were only a few confidants around, quietly without any sound.

Lord Yunzheng knelt for a long time before walking towards the winding path on the other side.

In about five minutes, he came to a huge boulder.

The rough boulder is dark in color, and it doesn't look strange. The sides are covered with weeds, and vines are spread across the rock wall next to it, connected together.

Lord Yun Zheng removed a piece of bone that resembled a shell from his neck.

He put the shell in his mouth and blew it a few times.

A strange whimper sounded.

Soon, with a rumbling sound, the boulder slowly separated from the middle, revealing a dark and deep passage.

Lord Yunzheng stepped in.

The moment his figure disappeared, the boulder slowly closed again, and the gap perfectly matched the fine and seamless, making it impossible to see that it was a hidden dark stone gate.

Passing through a dark passage that was a hundred meters long, what appeared in front of the prince was a huge altar.

The altar is round.

There are 27 statues in the outer circle.

These statues are carved from special black sky stones and are lifelike. There are men and women, short and fat.

However, only the head is missing.

There is a huge square pattern painted inward, densely engraved with hundreds of small words.

These characters, such as Sanskrit, are unrecognizable.

Further inside, there are ten shining stone pillars, 20 meters high, exuding a bright white light, and golden silk threads are faintly entwined in the shape of a dragon.

The most amazing thing is that the sky above the altar turned out to be a starry sky.

Obviously it was still broad daylight, but Star appeared here, which was very weird. Moreover, it does not look like a fake painting like a curtain, but a real starry sky.

In the middle of the altar, a coffin was placed.

It is the Nine Phoenix Coffin that was missing before!

The prince Yunzheng crouched, and walked to the Jiufeng coffin step by step, with no joy or sadness on his face.

He caressed the cold coffin, softly as if he was caressing his own wife.

Some lines on the surface of the coffin lid seemed to come alive and began to wriggle slowly, wandering around on the lid of the coffin, releasing a little bit of glow, reflecting the sky above Star.

"let's start."

Lord Yun Zheng stepped back slowly and spoke.

A cloud of black mist appeared on the edge of the altar, and as the black mist dissipated, there were ten people in black robes, standing in different corners, quite symmetrical.

They sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching out Fajue with both hands, with solemn expressions.

With the release of the law, the entire altar began to slowly rotate, and the four jade pillars glowed with dazzling golden yellow light, and the vertices were intertwined into a net-like pattern.

At the same time, little white light shines through the starry sky, which is injected into the mesh magic array.

The Star in the sky keeps shifting...

Lord Yun Zheng looked up at this scene and murmured: "If the Emperor Star cannot be found within seven days, everything you have done will be in vain."

"Papa..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of slap.

This sound was like a falling bomb in the originally silent altar, and the exploded Lord Yunzheng's head buzzed.

The lazy gaze in the ordinary day suddenly became sharp at this moment, surpassing the fierce eagle eye, shining with a piercing cold light.

"Who! Come out to this king!" Yunzheng Wang Ye said coldly.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

A series of small beams of light volleyed down, forming a large formation similar to a prison cell, trapping him inside.

Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the shadows.

The person came with a ghost spectrum mask.

It is Chen Mu.

He clapped his palms and said, "The most persevering prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, the stupidest prince, the most stupid prince, the most trash prince, none of them... However, it has been disguised for decades, this perseverance I have to admire it."

"you……"

Lord Yunzheng was about to step forward, but was blocked by the beam of light.

He stared at Chen Mu with a puzzled, shocked, and even incredible look, and clenched his fists: "How did you get in!"

There is no special way to open the door, let alone a person, even a bug can't get in.

"I can travel through space, do you believe it?"

Regardless of whether the other party understands or not, Chen Mu tells the truth.

He walked to the coffin, knocked on the lid of the coffin, shook his head and laughed, "I have done a few self-directed and acted plays, and they are really amazing. If you weren't too impatient to reveal the flaws, it would be impossible to think of you. Lord, can you tell me? I, what happened to you, why are you so anxious to take away your luck?"

Listening to Chen Mu's words, Prince Yun Zheng's pupils narrowed.

"Who are you?"

The prince asked, with a look of confusion.

Until now, he hadn't recognized Chen Mu.

Of course, the other party is wearing a mask and has never seen it before, so naturally there is no way to recognize it at a glance.

Chen Mu’s cupped hands salutes: "Six Doors Chief Arrester, Superintendent of Xuantian Department of the Town Demon Division, Department of State Supervision, Department of Education, Division of Jiaofang, Fengluan, Special Apocalypse Order, the Queen Mother’s confidant, Vermillion Bird, the guardian of the Husband, Heaven and Earth Union Chen Mu, the master of the wind rudder, has seen the prince."

Lord Yunzheng: "..."

Good guy, this series of titles and identities suddenly stunned the prince.

There is a sense of sight of a big boss.

Until the other party uttered the two words'Chen Mu', his eyes suddenly shot out the sharp light of Senhan, staring at Chen Mu: "You are Chen Mu!?"

"It's under." Chen Mu smiled slightly.

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