Villain: The memory is exposed, the heroine kneels and begs for my forgiveness

Tombs, to mortals, are just higher-end tombs.

Even for princes, generals and ministers, there will only be more belongings in the tomb.

But in the world of immortality, the meaning of the tomb is very different. When some powerful people are approaching their longevity and have no heirs, they will build a tomb for themselves and bury their lifelong learning and savings in the tomb.

Those who pass the test can get the inheritance of the strong, and those who fail the test can also get some spiritual stones or spiritual elixirs as long as they survive.

The Tomb of the Strong has always been surrounded by dangers. It is difficult to predict what a strong Yuanhai Realm person can do. Even if he is in the Daozhong Realm, he may be buried in the Tomb Palace if he is not careful.

The so-called risk and opportunity coexist. Although it is very dangerous, the tomb of the strong is extremely rare. As long as the gap in cultivation is not too big, basically no one will choose to give up.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was about to refuse, Nangong Rou and Lu Tianjiao became a little anxious.

"Elder Yao, I went to inquire about it earlier and found that there is indeed no danger in the tomb..."

"Bah! I think this smelly old man just doesn't want my brother and I to go out."

Lu Tianjiao was still thinking about persuading Yao Qianji to agree, but he didn't expect Nangong Rou to call Yao Qianji a stinky old man when he opened his mouth. He immediately stood there in embarrassment.

"Stinky girl! Come here, I promise not to spank you!"

Yao Qianji blew his beard and glared angrily, he was thinking about the safety of his brother and sister.

"Smelly old man, stinky old man!"

Nangong Rou stuck out her tongue and immediately hid behind Jiang Zhige.

Although Yao Qianji wouldn't really spank her, a slap on the head would be indispensable.

"Okay, okay, since Brother Lu said there is no danger, then go ahead. I can trust Brother Lu."

Jiang Zhige stretched out his hand and tapped Nangong Rou's forehead, teaching her a lesson for his master.

Jiang Zhige's strength was very weak, but Nangongrou still covered her forehead, looking aggrieved.

Seeing Jiang Zhige's promise, Yao Qianji couldn't help but sigh, "You kid, you've been doting on this girl all day long. What will you do if you're not by her side in the future?"

He knew that Jiang Zhige didn't really want to go to the tomb, but he didn't want to disappoint Nangong Rou.

"It doesn't matter, go ahead. Remember, your life is the main thing. Don't covet things outside of yourself."

Yao Qianji did not continue to dissuade him. In fact, he had known about the tomb near Baishu Mountain in his early years, and there was indeed not much danger in it.

As long as Jiang Zhige is with him and Nangong Rou is not allowed to do anything that could lead to death, there shouldn't be much danger.

With Yao Qianji's permission, Jiang Zhige made an appointment with Lu Tianjiao and prepared to go to Yucheng in three days.

Originally, he was going to leave immediately, but Jiang Zhige happened to have a trip to Yucheng. It would take at least two days to go to Yucheng and back. Lu Tianjiao was not in a hurry to go to the tomb, so he postponed the meeting for two days.

After knowing this, Nangong Rou wanted to go with Jiang Zhige, but he refused. It was a long way to Yucheng, and there was nothing particularly important for him to go to Yucheng, so there was no need for Nangong Rou to follow him.

As a result, Nangongrou acted all kinds of tricks and insisted on going with her. Jiang Zhige had no choice but to agree to let her follow.

............

"Going back to Yucheng? It's been seven years. Why is the Demon Emperor still going back to that mortal town?"

"Have you forgotten Shen Quan? The Demon Emperor must have gone back to take revenge on Shen Quan."

"Holy crap, does the Demon Emperor hold a grudge so much? Seven years have passed and he still wants to take revenge on Shen Quan..."

"How can you say that you are holding a grudge? If no one came to save you at the beginning, now it is a matter of life or death for the Demon Emperor. And for a scum like Shen Quan, killing him is just justice for heaven."

In the Zhengyang Palace, everyone's first reaction when they saw Jiang Zhige was going back to Yucheng was to take revenge on Shen Quan.

Everyone did not think that Jiang Zhige would retaliate for his hatred, because it would be difficult for them to forget this hatred.

If it weren't for Shen Quan, Jiang Zhige would not have been nearly beaten to death, let alone carry Nangong Rou across the ten-mile snowfield despite the pain.

Thinking back to the narrow escape of the brother and sister when the blizzard came, it would be wise to forget this deep-seated hatred.

.............

One day later, a crane slowly landed on the outskirts of Yucheng.

The crane would cause too much noise in the city, so Jiang Zhige could only temporarily place the crane outside the city.

Nangong Rou's face was full of exhaustion, and she yawned and said, "Brother, are we arriving at Yucheng?"

Riding the crane requires concentration to prevent it from accidentally falling. Except for occasionally stopping to rest, the brother and sister have to keep themselves steady on the back of the crane most of the time.

"Rou'er, you are a spiritual martial monk after all. How can you not just sit on a crane?"

Jiang Zhige shook his head. Even if he had been observing the direction, the situation was much better than Nangong Rou.

"How, how is it possible? I'm very good!"

Nangong Rou forced herself to stand up, but unfortunately she soon collapsed on the crane's back.

She was not tired, but felt that riding the crane for a long time was too boring, so it was difficult for her to cheer up.

At first I thought the scenery around the crane was pretty good, but over time I got tired of seeing any landscape.

"Then you should sleep for a while. My brother will come to see you later."

Jiang Zhige didn't think much about it. Now that he's in Yucheng, it doesn't hurt for Nangong Rou to rest for a while.

"I'm not sleepy, brother, just wait for me!"

Nangong Rou really regained her energy this time and quickly turned over and chased Jiang Zhige.

After entering the city, Jiang Zhige followed his vague memories and looked for a certain place in the city.

"After seven years, it's a bit late for me to come back."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him, Jiang Zhige felt a mixture of emotions.

At intersections where people come and go, and in moss-covered corners of alleyways, Jiang Zhige has been seen begging.

But now, seven years later, things have changed.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Nangong Rou followed Jiang Zhige around aimlessly, yawning from time to time.

For Nangong Rou, except for the time she spent with Jiang Zhige, Yucheng really has no memories at all.

"You'll find out later."

Just as Jiang Zhige said this, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Seven years have passed and it is still the same place, but the people have changed a lot.

"Brother, here are two buns."

Jiang Zhige walked up and looked at the other person carefully.

The owner of the steamed bun shop didn't even look at Jiang Zhige. He quickly filled the two steamed buns with lotus leaves.

When he handed the bun over and saw Jiang Zhige's appearance, he was suddenly stunned.

"Who are you..."

"Brother, I didn't expect that after seven years, you would still have an impression of me."

Jiang Zhige shook his head and smiled, feeling very emotional in his heart.

In just seven years, the bun shop owner's temples were covered with silver threads.

Compared with the longevity of immortal cultivators, the life span of mortals is as fleeting as an earthworm.

Perhaps in ten or twenty years, the strong man who could lift him with one hand will become a rickety old man on crutches.