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Chapter 174 The Life of Red Moon, Opening the Coffin of the Thirty-Sixth Incarnation (A Must-Read!!!)

The tomb was incredibly dark, and the stone statues everywhere emitted black, ghostly shadows, making visibility extremely low. If it weren't for the red lanterns they carried, Chen Mo and his companion would have long lost their bearings, let alone found the tomb.

Thus, the two of them hadn't noticed what was above them while searching.

Upon hearing Nangong Ye's words, Chen Mo raised the red lantern high in his hand. By the light of the lantern, he suddenly saw a red ancient house standing upside down on the stone wall, a good sixty or seventy meters above his head. The red paint, red tiles, red walls, and red lanterns made the scarlet color appear particularly eerie and terrifying in the tomb chamber.

With just one glance, Nangong Ye and Chen Mo simultaneously felt an indescribable chill and gloom, and couldn't help but instinctively shiver.

At first glance, the red ancient house does resemble the Rakshasa Temple in some ways, but they are not entirely the same.

The two walked closely together, both wearing red veils and holding red lanterns, illuminating more and more of the area above their heads.

Outside the upside-down ancient house lay a vast, inverted lake, upon which floated countless mummified corpses of large snakes. There were water pythons, boa constrictors, serpents, and even a serpent demon with whiskers.

Although everything was upside down, Chen Mo could still see the magnificent scene above his head and whispered, "Could it be that the end of the dragon-walking journey is this lake above us?"

Nangong Ye said, "It should be. But why is this lake suspended upside down overhead? And why is there no sound of flowing water? This power... has lasted for over a hundred years, it's really outrageous."

Chen Mo deeply agreed.

All of this violates the laws of gravity and is very illogical.

But in this world, anything can happen, so it's not worth worrying about these things.

The two continued carrying the red lanterns, slowly walking forward, and saw more scenes:
Around the lake that hangs upside down overhead, countless vines spread out, hanging numerous coffins. Some of the coffin lids have fallen off, and a pregnant woman dressed in a red Xiuhe dress can be clearly seen lying inside.

The appearance of these pregnant women matched the descriptions given by Shen Yujun and Jiang Xiaoti.

Some of the vines had broken off, suggesting that the coffins hanging on them had fallen into the underground river below the main burial chamber and been washed away.

Chen Mo pondered: This underground river is most likely connected to the Qinghe River. Could the coffin containing the female corpse that Shen Yujun found be one of those coffins? He hadn't expected there to be so many pregnant female corpses like this. It's probably due to the power of something like the Water Serpent.

The Red Lantern Goddess once said: Jiang Hongyue planted the Other Shore Flower Spell on pieces of ghost bones to raise ghost babies, all in order to find someone who could use the Other Shore Flower Spell to lead her back to the human world.

This must be it.

The appearance of this female corpse should be that of Jiang Hongyue.

Chen Mo and his companion circled around and got a general idea of ​​the panoramic view above them.

"Xiao Ye, do you know how Jiang Hongyue did all this? Why did she do it?"

Nangong Ye shook his head: "I don't know. But I suspect that Jiang Hongyue did this because it is related to the Thirty-Six Coffins and the Corpse Ascension Platform in the main tomb chamber. Perhaps the original scene was not like this, and Jiang Hongyue used some ability to separate the two."

"That makes sense. Shall we go up and take a look?"

"Ah."

With a light tap of his toes on the ground, Nangong Ye pulled Chen Mo up sixty or seventy meters, almost entering the upside-down ancient house. However, they were blocked by an invisible force, which forcefully pressed them down.

boom!
The two were slammed to the ground, their feet creating cracks in the earth, and their leg bones went numb from the impact.

"Such powerful force! It feels like the force we exerted was completely rebounded back." Nangong Ye frowned and said, "Could we lift the red veil so I can try again?"

They had walked this far together, their heads still covered by a red veil. This naturally made movement very inconvenient.

Chen Mo shook his head: "It's best not to. The dreamer told me that as long as we cover our heads with red veils, the zombies won't be able to see us. Carrying red lanterns will guide us. Although there are no zombies here, I feel that they are corrupted by the resentment of that ancient tomb evil god. This place is where the resentment of the ancient tomb evil god is most concentrated. If we lift the red veils, we might be discovered by the evil god's resentment. It wouldn't be good if unpredictable consequences occurred."

After a moment's thought, Nangong Ye agreed: "Your concerns are not unfounded. In that case, hold me tight, and I'll try again."

"Mmm." Chen Mo didn't hesitate and reached out to tightly embrace Nangong Ye's slender waist.

Although Chen Mo didn't dwell on it, he had to admit that Xiao Ye's waistline was truly amazing, with firm, slender, and smooth skin. The feel of her abs, in particular, was incredibly pleasant.

Nangong Ye's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed.

In this emergency, Nangong Ye was not one to hesitate. He immediately took out a slender, long, round needle from his person, held it in his hand, and flicked it fiercely towards the ancient house above his head.

"Demon-Slaying Needle, go!"

call out!
The long, round needle suddenly transformed into a silver streak, hurtling fiercely towards the ancient house overhead with lightning speed. In an instant, it struck the front of the ancient house.

next moment--

boom!
The long, round needle seemed to have touched an invisible barrier, causing the entire cave to tremble violently. Chen Mo was shocked: he hadn't expected such a seemingly insignificant needle to possess such formidable power. He wondered if it could break through that barrier…

call out!
After only a brief stalemate, the long, round needle bounced back.

Nangong Ye had no choice but to put away the needles, looking doubtful. "There's an invisible thing outside this old house that can reflect all attack power back. I'll try it with the sword pellet."

As he spoke, Nangong Ye reached out to take the silver bell-shaped ball he was wearing around his neck.

brush.

Chen Mo grabbed Nangong Ye's hand and said, "No need to try anymore, I know why."

Nangong Ye was taken aback. "What's the reason?"

Chen Mo said, "I once overheard a conversation between two people under the ancient well in the Red Mansion in the dense forest in my dream. The nun Huiyuan said something like, 'Jiang Hongyue possesses the power of the mirror. She is the first person in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty to be about to break through the fifth level of advancement. The power of the mirror is too terrifying. It can create dreams. As long as Jiang Hongyue's dream doesn't shatter, she can't die. However, she was suppressed under the ancient tomb for many years, and this time her resurrection failed, so her dream shattered.'"

Nangong Ye finally understood: "You mean, this invisible barrier is the power of the mirror?"

Chen Mo said, "It should be. The reflection we see above our heads may not actually exist in this cave. It could be a reflection from an invisible mirror."

Nangong Ye agreed and stopped. "That's true. I'm afraid that using a strong impact might not only fail to break through the barrier, but could also cause the cave to collapse. Then we would both be buried here. But what should we do now?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid we'll have to wait until I fall asleep and the child who sent me the dream enters my dream before we can find out how to get in."

Nangong Ye gave a helpless, wry smile: "Are you able to sleep now?"

Chen Mo was speechless: "This place is very eerie. Thirty-six babies are burning black eternal lamps, and there are thirty-five corpses staring at me... I want to sleep."

Chen Mo was well aware of the benefits of sleep.

But he is still a "human being". How could he possibly sleep in such a terrible environment?

If it were anyone else, they would be considered brave if they weren't scared half to death.

Nangong Ye found a rock to sit on and let Chen Mo sit next to him. "These thirty-five corpses may not be completely dead. I can feel the overwhelming resentment here. If we stay here too long, something unpredictable might happen. I can't break through that barrier, so I can only rely on you. Lean on my shoulder and try to take a nap."

Chen Mo was taken aback: "Xiao Ye, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Nangong Ye patted his shoulder: "With life and death at stake, what's wrong with that? I'm a girl and I don't care about anything, so you, a grown man, can't be so coy."

"Ok."

Chen Mo adjusted his posture and then leaned against Xiao Ye's half.

I must say, it feels quite comfortable.

The problem is... I'm really panicking and can't sleep.

Even so, Chen Mo tried his best to close his eyes, forcibly suppress the unease in his heart, and attempt to fall asleep.

Nangong Ye was also very considerate of Chen Mo. He reached out and took Chen Mo's arm, whispering, "Jiang Hongyue's body should be in the ancient house above. That's the final place where the dragon roams. The curse on me will depend on you, young master. I'm by your side, so you can sleep peacefully. If anything happens, I will protect you. There's nothing to worry about."

Hearing Nangong Ye's words, Chen Mo felt much more at ease and murmured, "Little Ye."

"Ok?"

"Nothing, just calling you."

"..."

After a long time.

Chen Mo still couldn't fall asleep.

"Night."

"Ok?"

"Nothing, just calling you."

Click.

Nangong Ye gritted his teeth, but he also completely understood Chen Mo. Let alone Chen Mo, even if it were himself, it would not be an easy thing to fall asleep in this place.

"By the way, young master, do you still remember the Tranquility Mantra of the Taiping Sutra that I once taught you? Try practicing the Tranquility Mantra. I usually practice the Tranquility Mantra when I'm in a bad mood."

"Ah."

"Night?"

"Ok?"

"Night……"

"Young Master?" Nangong Ye called out patiently, but Chen Mo didn't respond. Turning his head, he was shocked to see Chen Mo fast asleep, leaning on his shoulder.

Phew.

Seeing Chen Mo fall asleep, Nangong Ye suddenly felt a sense of relief: this meant that Chen Mo could find a way to get close to Jiang Hongyue.

"You're not bad if you're a person."

Thinking this, Nangong Ye rested her head on Chen Mo's head, feeling a long-lost sense of relaxation. Her clear eyes looked at the scenery outside through the semi-transparent red veil.

The red lanterns continuously emitted their red light, illuminating the small area.

The thirty-six coffins in front, containing the bodies of thirty-five generations, along with the elderberry wood on the altar and the eternal lamp made from an infant—such a horrific scene would normally be deeply unsettling.

Even Nangong Ye, the head of the group, was no exception.

But at this moment, being close to Chen Mo made Nangong Ye feel much more at ease.

"The Dragon Walker, the High Priest, the Yin Mountain Evil God... Jiang Hongyue and the Evil God are no longer human; each one is more terrifying than the last. Since we came here, we may not be able to leave alive. In the end, the only one by our side will be you. The only one we can rely on and trust will be you."

Just then, Nangong Ye heard Chen Mo calling his name.

"Xiaoye, Xiaoye."

Ok?
Nangong Ye suddenly raised his head and turned to look at him: "Young Master, you're awake?"

However, Chen Mo was still fast asleep, leaning on his shoulder.

He has not yet woken up.

So, who is calling me?
……

Meanwhile, Chen Mo had fallen asleep.

In a daze, I found myself standing next to the altar in the main tomb chamber, and saw myself asleep with my head resting on Nangong Ye's shoulder. I also saw Nangong Ye resting his head against my shoulder and heard him talking to himself.

Especially that line—"We came here, and we might not leave alive." In the end, you're the only one by my side. In the end, the one I can rely on, the one I can trust, is also you.

For Chen Mo, wasn't it the same?
Just then, Chen Mo saw a child slowly walking down from the barrier above.

brush!
Chen Mo quickly looked up and was shocked to see that it was the child in white who was coming, still carrying a bamboo basket on his back. Ignoring the barrier, he jumped down from above.

Upon seeing Chen Mo again, the child was much more enthusiastic than before: "You've finally arrived. Hey, why did you open all those coffins?"

Chen Mo said, "How would I know what's in this coffin? Where is Jiang Hongyue?"

The child said, "In the mirror world above my head."

really……

What they saw above their heads wasn't actually in the cave, but a mirror world, similar to the mirror where Su Yuqing was.

No wonder no matter how hard Nangong Ye tried, he couldn't get in.

How can I get inside?

"I am a dream messenger created by my master, a part of his dream, and naturally I can come and go freely. If you want to enter, you need my guidance. Take my hand, and you can come in with me."

I see……

The lake hanging overhead, filled with the corpses of countless dragons and snakes, must have been entered through the child's dream-like guidance.

Chen Mo said, "I have a friend who was cursed after hearing Jiang Hongyue's ghost story. He wants to go in with her, is that alright?"

The boy in white glanced at Nangong Ye and asked, "Is that the woman?"

"Ah."

The boy in white said, "That woman is very powerful. In fact, she has already resisted the master's ghost curse. She only lost sixty years of cultivation and her hair turned white overnight. Actually, the ghost curse in her body is mostly gone. As long as the master doesn't return to life, the ghost curse in her body won't erupt."

what?
Chen Mo was greatly surprised to hear this.

Did Xiaoye block Jiang Hongyue's ghost curse?
Is Xiaoye really that perverted?
You should know that along the way, Chen Mo has deeply felt how terrifying Jiang Hongyue is.

Back at the Red Mansion in the dense forest, Chen Mo hadn't allowed Nangong Ye to come along. But Xiao Ye insisted that the Ghost Curse was still in effect, so she followed.

Just then, the boy in white spoke up, "However, if this person wants to come, that's fine too. Master welcomes everyone."

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment.

Deep down, Chen Mo didn't want anything to happen to Xiao Ye. In fact, if necessary, Chen Mo was willing to protect Xiao Ye, just like he would protect Wan'er, Juan'er, and Xiao Yu'er.

But Xiaoye seemed determined to come. She had endured countless hardships and dangers following him all the way. Now that they had finally made it this far, it wouldn't be a good thing to give up on her now.

After careful consideration, Chen Mo nodded.

He called out to Xiaoye.

Xiaoye couldn't hear it.

The child in white then said, "We are in a dream, separate from reality. If you call her... she can't hear you. I'll hold your hand, and you can reach out and pat her."

Chen Mo did as instructed, holding the white-clad child's hand with his left hand and Nangong Ye's hand with his right.

"Xiaoye, Xiaoye."

Sure enough, Nangong Ye heard it this time.

She looked up, saw Chen Mo, and then took Chen Mo's hand and stood up.

Then, Nangong Ye saw that he and Chen Mo were still leaning against the rock, both fast asleep.

The situation here is extremely mysterious.

Is it an out-of-body experience?
No.

It was just a dream.

I can't quite describe the feeling.

Chen Mo noticed Nangong Ye's confusion and said, "This is a dream. This child is Jiang Hongyue's dream messenger; it is part of Jiang Hongyue's dream. You only need to hold my hand, and we can follow each other to the mirror world above."

Nangong Ye held Chen Mo's hand tightly. "Mmm."

"Then let's go. Master is waiting for you." The boy in white tightened the bamboo basket on his back, then pulled Chen Mo and the other boy away.

As they approached the barrier, the three of them simply passed right through it.

brush!
In an instant, the world spun and the universe turned upside down.

When Chen Mo came to his senses the next moment, he clearly saw... the world had truly turned upside down.

Below them lay a vast lake. He held Nangong Ye's hand as they walked along its shore. The original main tomb chamber, however, now hung upside down overhead. And his body seemed perfectly at ease.

I really don't know which way is the earth and which way is the sky. It truly proves that poem true:
The west wind ages the waves of Dongting Lake, and overnight the Xiang River Goddess's hair turns white; drunk, she is unaware that the sky is reflected in the water, and her boat is filled with dreams that press down on the Milky Way.

Just then, the child in white spoke up: "This is where the master is, but it is not where the master perished."

Chen Mo finally came to his senses and looked at the countless dragon-walking creatures on the huge lake.

When I looked at it from the outside, I thought the lake was very big.

Now that I've actually entered this world, I realize even more how ridiculously large this lake is; you can't even see the end of it.

The serpent's corpse on the lake was enormous, majestic and imposing, enough to terrify anyone who saw it.

"Are these all dragon-walking cultivators from outside?"

The boy in white said, "Yes. Most of the dragon walkers didn't complete the dragon trek. There were thirty-six who did. They were prepared long ago. They were just missing a high priest to preside over the ceremony."

Chen Mo was secretly alarmed. "Did you send these dragon-walkers to you in your dreams and forcibly bring them here?"

The boy in white said, "Yes. But it's not easy for a dragon walker to come here. There's Zhao Gu from Red Village, the Rakshasa Shrine in the dense forest, and countless evil god vengeful zombies. It would be good if one out of a hundred dragon walkers came here."

Sure enough...

Jiang Hongyue selects dragon-walkers from the thirty-six states of the Great Qian Dynasty. Over the past century, countless waves have been selected. In the end, only one in a hundred successfully reaches this place.

It's truly heartbreaking.

It seems that Jiang Hongyue went to great lengths to revive herself.

Soon, Chen Mo realized other problems: "Since you are so capable, why go to such lengths?"

The boy in white said, "You don't understand. The Rakshasa Shrine has a restraining effect on the master. The master has no choice. However, this matter is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly. Come with me."

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions and turned to look at Nangong Ye.

All that could be seen was Nangong Ye, dressed in a purple silk skirt, her white hair flowing like clouds.

Their hands were still clasped together.

Nangong Ye noticed Chen Mo's gaze and smiled slightly. Instead of letting go, he gripped Chen Mo's hand tightly in return.

Chen Mo understood and gripped it tightly in return.

Fingers intertwined.

And so, the two followed the child in white along the lakeside, walking towards the huge red ancient house at the end.

When I looked at this old house from the outside, it didn't seem that big.

Upon entering this place, one realizes that this ancient house is as magnificent as a palace.

The two then held hands and slowly walked towards that final destination.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two finally arrived at the gate of the red ancient house.

A crimson moon hung overhead, its crimson light shining down, making the already red ancient house appear even more eerie and sinister. Above the entrance hung a plaque with three large characters: Red Moon Palace.

The brushwork is exquisite, vigorous and powerful, with strokes as graceful as dragons and phoenixes, and the characters are as red as blood, making people feel uneasy when they see them.

There are more than a dozen steps leading from where you stand to the gate.

The child in white walked to the steps and bowed deeply. "Master, I know how bitter your life has been, waiting in despair, praying in despair. Master, you have waited for a hundred years, been imprisoned for a hundred years. You have suffered bitterly for a hundred years at the gates of hell, on the road to the underworld. I know your hardships and difficulties."

Now, after a century of waiting and a century of planning, the high priest, who will preside over the ceremony, has finally arrived. The child can no longer serve his master; the child has one last matter to attend to. After the child completes it, he will depart.

My dear master, I wish you would no longer suffer the pain of the gates of hell, and no longer endure the bitterness of the road to the underworld.

"My master, your child wishes for your return to life!"

Bang bang bang.

The white-clad child bowed and kowtowed three times and nine times again before standing up. Turning to look at Chen Mo, he said with tears streaming down his face, "Chen Mo, from this day forward, you will be the master's high priest. You were born for the master."

Chen Mo didn't waste any words: "Just tell me, what should I do?"

The white-clad child's tears flowed continuously. "Every dragon walker who comes here has been appeared to me in a dream. They all know only a partial information about the master, but they don't know the master's true schemes. You are the high priest chosen by the master, so your dream is different from others. You will see the master's entire life."

After saying that, the child in white suddenly laughed: "Hehe, the child is leaving now. Farewell, master."

As the child in white spoke, he both cried and laughed, his body gradually dissipating until it turned into a ray of white light that shot into Chen Mo's brow.

Click!

Chen Mo held Nangong Ye's hand tightly.

The next moment, the scene before Chen Mo's eyes kept changing, and his head was throbbing with pain, as if he had been pulled to some unknown place.

……

When Chen Mo came to his senses again, he found himself still holding Nangong Ye's hand. However, they were in an extremely bustling city.

The buildings stand side by side, horse-drawn carriages come and go, pedestrians come and go in an endless stream, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares fill the air with the aroma of everyday life.

Chen Mo had never seen such a bustling metropolis before, so he asked Nangong Ye beside him, "Xiao Ye, do you know where this is?"

Nangong Ye was also stunned, looking around, "This...this is the capital!"

Beijing?

I've been brought all the way to Beijing?
Chen Mo released Nangong Ye's hand and made as if to ask the peddler next to him, but when he spoke, the peddler couldn't hear him at all. Chen Mo reached out to grab the peddler's hand, only to find that his hand couldn't touch the other person.

I am a void.

Dream?
Is this still a dream?
Similar to the previous dream visitor, returning to the original mountain forest?

"Xiaoye. We're still dreaming."

Chen Mo suddenly turned around and found that Xiao Ye's body was constantly dissipating and becoming ethereal.

Nangong Ye's consciousness was fading: "Young Master, what's wrong with me?"

Suddenly, Chen Mo understood: this dream was given to him by the child in white. Xiao Ye was able to follow him in because she was holding his hand.

brush!
Chen Mo suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Nangong Ye's hand again.

really……

The blurred and indistinct Nangong Ye returned to normal. He looked no different from a real person.

Nangong Ye regained consciousness and said, "Young Master, I just felt like I was going to die."

Chen Mo said, "This is a dream. It's the last dream that Jiang Hongyue's dream messenger created for me. This dream is meant to let me see Jiang Hongyue's entire life. Xiao Ye, you're involved too. You must hold my hand tightly, otherwise you'll leave this dream. If that happens, you might die in reality as well. Hold on to me tightly, and never let go."

Nangong Ye tightened his grip on Chen Mo's hand. "Mm."

Do you know where the Jiang family lives?

"I recognize her."

"Take me there quickly."

"Ah."

And so, the two of them, holding each other's hands, ran through the streets.

Nangong Ye seemed both familiar and unfamiliar with this place: "I remember this ancient building collapsed. There used to be a river here, but it hasn't been dug up yet. This must have been the capital city a hundred years ago."

Chen Mo, holding Nangong Ye's hand, ran after him, marveling at the prosperity of the capital while also feeling a long-lost sense of peace: "Xiao Ye, do you think we've gone back to the time when Jiang Hongyue was born?"

Nangong Ye said, "According to the records, Jiang Hongyue was almost forty years old when she died a hundred years ago. If what you said is correct, then we have returned to about one hundred and forty years ago. Jiang Hongyue's ability to create dreams is really too outrageous."

Chen Mo was also secretly alarmed.

This Jiang Hongyue is indeed terrifying.

Before long, the two arrived at the gate of a huge mansion.

Two stone lions are placed on either side of the entrance, and there is a plaque above the gate that reads: Jiang Mansion.

Countless people lined up to register, creating a bustling and vibrant scene.

This shows the grandeur of the Jiang family in its heyday.

Nangong Ye grabbed Chen Mo's hand and rushed into the mansion, saying, "Let's go inside and take a look."

"Ah."

Soon, the two arrived at the room in the central courtyard and saw countless people queuing in the yard outside. A middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold crown sat in the living room, and from the bedroom next to the living room, the voices of a midwife urging the birth of a baby could be heard.

Countless maids lined up to fetch water, burn mugwort, and so on.

Before long, the sound of a baby crying could be heard from the room.

An elderly midwife rushed out of the bedroom and into the living room, addressing the middle-aged man in the purple-gold crown:

"Congratulations, sir! Congratulations! Your wife has given birth to a beautiful daughter."

The middle-aged man in the purple-gold crown laughed heartily, "Girls are good too. They're all my children, Jiang Beihe's children. Take me to see them quickly."

The middle-aged man rushed into the room and immediately went to the bedside to check on his wife. "Madam, you've worked so hard. You've given birth to a daughter for our Jiang family. I, Jiang Beihe, am finally on my right."

The lady was a very elegant noblewoman, her face beaming with smiles. "I'm glad you like it, sir. Come, let me see our child."

The wet nurse brought the baby close to her, and the lady smiled and said, "Your eyebrows are like yours, and your mouth is like mine."

Jiang Beihe said, "She will definitely grow up to be a well-bred young lady. I will take the child to pay respects to our Jiang family patriarch and thank him for his blessings."

"go quickly."

Holding the baby, Jiang Beihe entered the deserted ancestral hall in the backyard alone. He knelt before a shrine, saying, "Thank you for your blessing, Master. I, Jiang Beihe, have an heir. Although it's a daughter, it's good. My daughter will be successful."

Chen Mo and Nangong Ye stood nearby, watching.

The shrine was open, and inside was a red mirror with the words "Red Moon" engraved on it.

Chen Mo thought to himself: Could this be the deity of the Jiang family?

After all, the Jiang family was the number one demon-suppressing family in the Great Qian Dynasty a hundred years ago. It's likely that they had a deity back then.

But... why is the deity of the Jiang family not a ghost or god, but a mirror?
Chen Mo continued reading.

That evening, Jiang Beihe and his wife named their child Jiang Xiaoyue.

The Jiang family line has always been difficult to maintain, with few descendants. Although Jiang Xiaoyue is a girl, her family dotes on her. They even held a grand 100-day celebration for her.

Gradually, Jiang Xiaoyue turned three years old.

While other children are just beginning to babble at the age of three, Jiang Xiaoyue is different. She can already read the Thousand Character Classic and the Tao Te Ching fluently. She has even started to open classical texts and practice martial arts.

Jiang Xiaoyue displayed astonishing talent, learning everything quickly. Moreover, Jiang Xiaoyue was very mature, showing no interest in toys or games from a young age, which made her stand out from other children.

I even find everything boring and uninteresting.

Mature too early, the result is... loneliness.

I think everyone else is boring.

Therefore, Jiang Xiaoyue's childhood was very lonely; she had no friends. She did everything alone. Jiang Beihe and his wife were heartbroken and sent Jiang Xiaoyue to school when she was six years old.

It's not an ordinary school.

It is the highest institution of learning in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Imperial College.

Chen Mo and Jiang Hongyue are the masters in the dream, invisible to outsiders, so naturally they follow along to see them.

Jiang Xiaoyue went to the Imperial Academy, but still thought that some of the students there were trash, and remained lonely. It wasn't until she met a similarly reclusive genius that she felt she had found a kindred spirit.

This boy was also a solitary genius; he could learn anything and matured very early.

The boy's name was Su Hetu, courtesy name Baode.

He was a prince at the time.

Two reclusive geniuses found companionship. They discussed things together, studied together, practiced swordsmanship together, played musical instruments together, and rode horses across mountains and rivers together. They became the best childhood sweethearts.

Jiang Xiaoyue secretly took Su Hetu to the Jiang family ancestral hall to play with him. Su Hetu then secretly took Jiang Xiaoyue to the palace to visit the old emperor...

A smile appeared on Jiang Xiaoyue's face.

Soon, the two of them turned eighteen.

Su Hetu was granted the title of Prince.

From then on, Su Hetu became more involved in various matters, and their meetings became less frequent. Jiang Xiaoyue was heartbroken. Later, Su Hetu married Princess Shan. Jiang Xiaoyue was furious and severed ties with Su Hetu.

Su Hetu panicked and knelt at the gate of the Jiang family for three days, repeatedly expressing his helplessness: it was a marriage arranged by his father, the emperor, and he had no choice.

This caused quite a stir.

A prince of such high status, kneeling before someone else's family.

When the old emperor found out, he severely reprimanded Su Hetu. Su Hetu ignored him and continued to kneel at the Jiang family's gate, begging for Jiang Xiaoyue's forgiveness.

Jiang Xiaoyue has a girlish heart and a temper, but she can't find Su Hetu.

Later, because of this incident, Su Hetu was stripped of his princely title by the old emperor and demoted to a county prince. He likely lost any chance of inheriting the throne. Even so, Su Hetu still knelt before the Jiang family's gate every day.

Finally, he moved Jiang Xiaoyue.

She decided to marry into the Prince's mansion as a concubine. Jiang Beihe disagreed, but eventually couldn't stand Jiang Xiaoyue's tantrums. Jiang Xiaoyue even threatened to kill herself if she wasn't allowed to become a concubine, saying she would die in front of her father.

Jiang Beihe coughed up a mouthful of blood and had no choice but to agree.

Although she was a concubine, Su Hetu doted on Jiang Xiaoyue.

The two became a loving couple.

Later, Su Hetu was granted the title of Prince again due to his outstanding performance. He took more and more concubines.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyue was already nineteen years old and knew that it was inevitable for imperial families to have many concubines. In addition, Su Hetu really liked her, so she didn't say anything more.

Later, Su Hetu became unhappy.

The old emperor's health was deteriorating day by day, the crown prince and Su Hetu were at odds, and the crown prince began to suppress Su Hetu, and the prince's mansion was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Jiang Xiaoyue found out.

On this day, Jiang Xiaoyue arrived at the Jiang family's ancestral hall.

They took the mirror off the shrine and... killed the deity in it.

“I begged you to help my husband seize the throne, but you refused to help. Since that’s the case, what use are you to me? I might as well become the deity of the Jiang family myself. From now on, I am Jiang Hongyue.”

Upon seeing this and hearing these words, Chen Mo and Nangong Ye both took a deep breath.

Nangong Ye: "Jiang Hongyue is truly a terrifying monster. She killed her own family's deity at only twenty years old. You must know that the Jiang family has been the number one demon-suppressing family for many years. They all relied on this deity..."

Chen Mo was also shocked: "This Jiang Hongyue is indeed abnormal. So that's where the name Hongyue comes from. Let's continue to see what Jiang Hongyue will do."

"Ah."

As a result, that very night... Jiang Hongyue sneaked into the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace. She directly... killed the Crown Prince.

Then, carrying the crown prince's head, he went to the Prince's residence and handed it over to Su Hetu.

Su Hetu was overjoyed, "There are also a few princes..."

The next day.

The other princes.

died.

Su Hetu was overjoyed and spun Jiang Hongyue around in his arms.

As expected, Su Hetu inherited the throne and ascended to the throne.

Soon after, the principal wife, Princess Shan, died of illness.

Jiang Hongyue became empress.

Jiang Hongyue had thought that their life together would be very loving.

However, Su Hetu soon married a concubine: Lady Xiao.

The Xiao family is also a top-tier demon-suppressing family in the Great Qian Dynasty, on par with the Jiang family.

Because the Xiao family was a prominent clan, Xiao was quickly promoted to Imperial Concubine after entering the palace. She also gave birth to a son for Su Hetu. Su Hetu then spent more time in Xiao's palace, often chatting and laughing with his son.

Jiang Hongyue is jealous.

However, Su Hetu still liked her very much, so Jiang Hongyue didn't say anything more.

However, as time went by... Jiang Hongyue found that she was still unable to conceive, which was very strange. She hated herself for being so useless.

until one day……

Jiang Hongyue overheard Su Hetu and Xiao Shi's conversation.

Lady Xiao: "His Majesty has always favored Sister Hongyue, so why has Sister Hongyue been unable to conceive?"

"She won't have children." Su Hetu probably realized he had let something slip, so he didn't say anything more.

Later, after making some inquiries, Jiang Hongyue learned the reason: Su Hetu was wary of the Jiang family's power and feared that if Jiang Hongyue gave birth to a prince, he would collude with the Jiang family to influence the fate of the nation. Therefore, he had given Jiang Hongyue medicine long ago, making her unable to conceive for the rest of her life.

That night, Jiang Hongyue cried sadly.

The Jiang family was already facing a decline in offspring, and he did not want his own stubbornness to lead to the extinction of his lineage.

She understood Su Hetu's actions for the sake of the royal family, but she couldn't forgive them. From then on, she became aloof and distant from Su Hetu, who had by then fully consolidated his power and secured his throne. Coupled with Jiang Hongyue's indifference, he no longer showed her as much favor.

From then on, the power in the harem fell into the hands of the Xiao family.

The Xiao family used this opportunity to influence Su Hetu's national policies and supported the rapid rise of their maternal clan, the Xiao family, which showed a tendency to rival the Jiang family.

Later, Su Hetu somehow learned of the news and suddenly decided to go to Dayin Mountain to excavate and open up the dragon vein leading eastward from Daqian. As a result, trouble ensued, and he became trapped in Dayin Mountain.

After Xiao's repeated pleas went unanswered, she turned to Jiang Hongyue for help.

At this time, Jiang Hongyue was only in her thirties. In the end, she was still kind-hearted and couldn't let go of Su Hetu, so she went to Dayin Mountain to rescue Su Hetu.

brush!
Chen Mo and Nangong Ye followed Jiang Hongyue all the way to Dayin Mountain.

It's still that dense forest, still that ancient house and Rakshasa Temple.

Outside, there are endless zombies.

Jiang Hongyue used the power of the mirror to forcefully cut a path, allowing Su Hetu and the others to leave.

Jiang Hongyue and Su Yuqing chose to cover the rear.

Just as Jiang Hongyue was about to leave Dayin Mountain, she suddenly felt her mirror move, as if someone was sending her a message. So Jiang Hongyue stopped and took Su Yuqing to the mass grave, arriving at the ancient tomb.

hiss!
Nangong Ye and Chen Mo held each other's hands tightly as they followed Jiang Hongyue into the ancient tomb.

Chen Mo said, "Xiao Ye, this should be Jiang Hongyue's first time visiting the ancient tomb. Let's hurry up and follow her to take a look."

Nangong Ye was also very curious: "Hmm. In the dream, we followed Jiang Hongyue through most of her life. But the biggest change was in the scene that followed. I think Jiang Hongyue must have opened the coffin back then. Perhaps she saw the person in the thirty-sixth coffin."

Chen Mo's heart was also racing: "Yes. Let's catch up quickly."

The two followed Jiang Hongyue into the ancient tomb.

What Chen Mo saw and heard along the way was similar to what he had seen before.

The only difference was that the elderberry tree at the core of the altar had not completely withered and still showed some signs of life.

Jiang Hongyue arrived at the sacrificial altar and examined it for a while, eventually suspecting it was elderberry, the coffin of the thirty-sixth generation. Finally, Jiang Hongyue began to open the coffins one by one.

From infancy, to childhood, adolescence, youth, middle age, old age...

Click.

Jiang Hongyue opened the thirty-fifth coffin, then stopped and frowned.

Just then——

Wow.

The elderberry tree in the center of the altar suddenly swayed.

Jiang Hongyue glanced back at the elderberry tree, then fixed her gaze on the last coffin.

Slowly, Jiang Hongyue reached out, unlocked the chains, and opened the last coffin.

Chen Mo and Nangong Ye quickly moved closer and looked closely...

(End of this chapter)