The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

On the top of Liuyun Mountain, in a thatched hut.

Xiao Chen looked at the painting hanging high, his eyelids twitched.

In the painting, a skull looks up at the sky, and the right hand made of black air raises the middle finger, pointing to the sky, a scene that is about to rise to the sky.

Xiao Chen looked at the corpse king with a chuckle, and then the corpse king's head was smashed into the ground heavily.

"I'm not dead yet, you hang me on the wall, how much do you want me to die, huh?" Xiao Chen said angrily while kicking the corpse king's ass that was left on the ground.

"The emperor said that as soon as he came out of the silent river, he felt some abnormal power. It turned out that you, a big moth, were at work."

In fact, Xiao Chen felt a trace of the power of faith after he came out of the Silent River, but it was too weak and Xiao Chen didn't care too much.

Although something like the power of faith can instantly explode a person's cultivation base, and may even directly become a saint, but these are things for scholars, Xiao Chen is very repulsive, even a little disgusted.

Because this power is given by the believer, fundamentally speaking, it is not a part of oneself.

Looking at the corpse king whose body was half smashed into the ground, Xiao Chen gave an annoyed pooh, and took down the painting.

Xiao Chen looked at the painting and nodded in satisfaction. The structure of the fine brushwork is rigorous, the brushwork is round and free, and the colors are elegant and elegant. It can be seen that it is from everyone's hands.

Xiao Chen picked up the scroll and handed it to Xiao Manyu, "Put away Manyu, take it back and hang it at home, to ward off evil spirits."

"Wave."

The corpse king pulled his head out of the ground. Although he was not injured, his hair was messy and there was a lot of dirt on his body, which made him look quite embarrassed.

The corpse king said with a sad face: "Benefactor, I have hung up this painting for a long time and I have feelings for it. How about I find someone to draw a new one for you and send it to you."

"boom!"

The corpse king's head returned to the ground again, "You fucking want to die? I'm going to beat you to death today."

...

Ten minutes later, the corpse king timidly took out a box and handed it to Xiao Chen, muttering aggrievedly, "If you don't hang up, don't hang up, why are you beating people!"

Xiao Chen opened the box and saw that there was a mess of everything, some old paintings, some dried flowers, roots of plants, Xiao Chen even found a few screws.

In the end Xiao Chen found three pieces of dead jade, which were exquisite in style and very artistic.

Xiao Chen looked at the corpse king and then at the dead jade in his hand, he slapped his forehead, he could have guessed in his heart, if it wasn't for the good quality of these dead jades being collected by the corpse king, it might be a waste of water today.

Xiao Chen shook the box, pulled his neck nervously, and said with a half smile: "This is your collection for so many years."

Originally, the corpse king looked at Xiao Chen expectantly. Although some of these things looked ugly, they were absolutely priceless.

Hearing Xiao Chen's tone, the Corpse King knew that something was going to happen and quickly explained: "My benefactor, listen to me, those paintings are masterpieces of everyone, and they are invaluable. Those flowers are said to have been bathed in dragon's blood. There is that black rhizome, but it is the root of the legendary Qingming Blood Lotus..."

"boom!"

The corpse king was punched hard on the head, but Xiao Chen lifted the corpse king up again.

Xiao Chen took out the black thing, felt the remaining aura, and asked, "What kind of Qingming blood lotus root do you think this is?"

The corpse king looked at Xiao Chen with unreasonable face, and today it was more than in the past few hundred years.

Looking at the black thing, the corpse king nodded desperately.

Xiao Chen rubbed his chin, although it was called differently, it should be the same thing. In the great world, this thing is called dead lotus, which is simple and rude.

"What about the flowers?" Xiao Chen let go of the corpse king and asked.

Qingming blood lotus or death lotus, although the name is quite bluffing, but this kind of flower is a real genius and treasure, capable of life and death.

But the place where this kind of blood lotus grows is too harsh, and it must appear in a place where there is absolutely no life.

The so-called heaven has the virtue of good life, no matter how it is called a deadly place, there will be a glimmer of life, so even in the vast world, Xiao Chen has never seen this thing a few times.

It's not that this thing is so heaven-defying, there are still many other things that can be compared with the blood lotus. The main reason for the blood lotus is that it is very rare, so it is extremely precious.

Hearing Xiao Chen's question, the corpse king suddenly regained his spirits.

The corpse king straightened his hair and said: "After the benefactor left, Xiaohan came back to life, but the conflict between the blood of the Ma family and the corpse poison is very serious, which will drive Xiaohan into madness. In order for Xiaohan not to go crazy, I will Try to collect some genius treasures to suppress the corpse poison in Xiaohan's body..."

"Tattoo, chatter, you're talking about the main point!" Xiao Chen was not a good-tempered person in the first place, so he just punched the corpse king in the eye.

The corpse king covered his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Benefactor, I must explain the cause and effect clearly!"

Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched in anger, and he raised his fist to hit him again.

"The River of Silence, the end of the River of Silence." The Corpse King said hastily.

"At the end of the silent river, there was a ray of light, so I went to investigate and found that the Qingming blood lotus was in full bloom."

"Did you pick the flower?" Xiao Chen's heart sank. Although the Qingming blood lotus claims that it will never wither once it is in full bloom, being picked by someone is another matter.

The corpse king shook his head and said dejectedly: "That place is too dangerous, I didn't dare to go in at all, I just dug a piece of root and ran away."

Xiao Chen rubbed his chin, Xiao Chen had seen the Qingming Blood Lotus before, that thing was extremely tall, if he really wanted to pick it in such a lifeless place, the risk he would take was not ordinary.

From this point of view, maybe the Qingming Blood Lotus is still there.

Xiao Chen chuckled, he was going to go to the end of the Silent River to see what the hell was there, but now he just happened to be able to see if the Qingming Blood Lotus was there by the way.

Xiao Chen nodded in satisfaction, and prepared to flee with three pieces of dead jade.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was about to leave, the Corpse King suddenly knelt down in front of Xiao Chen.

"Benevolence, help." The Corpse King shouted and began to kowtow.

The kowtow of the corpse king was still the same as before, and the whole thatched hut was shaking.

Xiao Chen impatiently kicked the corpse king away, and led Xiao Manyu outside.

"Save your sister! You're not doing well, why save your life?"

The Corpse King was kicked and almost fell down the mountain. When he jumped back, Xiao Chen had already appeared on the way down the mountain.

The corpse king was so anxious that he almost cried, he ran to Xiao Chen and said in a hurry: "It's not me who wants to save lives, it's Ma Xiaohan who wants to save lives."

Xiao Chen impatiently kicked the corpse king down the mountain, "What a horse, I don't owe her anything, why should I save her, crazy."

The corpse king was standing on the cliff when he heard Xiao Chen's words, his expression was suddenly depressed.

That's right, they don't owe you anything, so why should they save people? Strictly speaking, Ma Xiaohan still owes Xiao Chentian great kindness.