Chapter 53 Part 3
What did Brother Jia think of? Brother Jia of course thought of when he nearly couldn’t breathe just now, and Master Ye actually……actually used a spell to help him breathe! According to normal patterns, shouldn’t Master Ye directly use his mouth to give him air? Just like in TV dramas, the male and female leads would suddenly get hit by poison fog, needed to hold their breath, and rushed to kiss to transfer air. Or, the male and female leads fell into the water and kissed. No matter what happened, they would kiss without delay.
How come when it came to master Ye, it was no longer the same……
Although, if they had really kissed just now, Qishan-daoren and Yang Ze would definitely watch them. But, Xi Jia inexplicably felt a bit of disappointment. Why didn’t Master Ye kiss him just now……Under that kind of circumstances, it should be like in TV dramas, a romantic kiss should be the correct solution to the problem……
With such thoughts, Xi Jia couldn’t help but feel somewhat disappointed in his heart. But, how could Ye Jingzhi understand his mood? Master Ye was walking in the back and secretly reaching out his hand, wanting to hold his wife’s hand. Xi Jia was currently upset, he subconsciously didn’t hold hands, making Master Ye grab the air and suddenly became stunned.
Xi Jia walked forward a few steps and noticed that Ye Jingzhi wasn’t following. When he turned his head to look, Ye Jingzhi was staring at him in a daze and didn’t show any particular emotion. However, how come he looked like a small fluffy animal feeling wronged.
Xi Jia was suddenly amused.
Then again, his family’s Master Ye had always been so pure. He definitely hadn’t seen that kind of dog blood TV dramas. He also didn’t do anything wrong by using a spell to breathe since it’s also a way to solve the problem. At worst, he would find another chance for a kiss later.
Xi Jia took the initiative to take Ye Jingzhi’s hand and said while smiling, “Let’s go.”
With his wife suddenly holding his hand, Ye Jingzhi became happy again. He nodded his head and walked forward together while holding Xi Jia’s hand.
Qishan-daoren and Yang Ze who were walking in front, “……” Don’t think that because we’re walking in front, we don’t know you’re showing PDA at the back!!!
There was a very long distance between the secondary burial chamber and the main burial chamber of the ancient tomb.
When they reached a blue stone door, Qishan-daoren stopped and turned his head around, saying seriously, “Ahead, past this tomb passage, is the main burial chamber. At that time, the drought demon had came out from underneath the main burial chamber’s coffin. Those four old chaps……” Saying to here, Qishan-daoren stopped for a very long time before he continued, “Those four old chaps died inside. Behind this door, you will be able to see their remains.”
Hearing this, the three men inevitably became solemn.
Qishan-daoren slowly turned his body back around and stared at the blue stone door. After a long time, he extended both his hands and gently placed them on the stone door. With a heavy sigh, Qishan-daoren pushed open the stone door, and a long and dark path to the tomb appeared before everyone.
Five minutes later, they saw the first skeleton, and the four of them immediately surrounded it.
Xi Jia looked at Ye Jingzhi. Ye Jingzhi shook his head and mouthed, “Not Master.”
Yang Ze also examined before straightening his body.
Qishan-daoren grasped the white skeletal hand, seriously looked at the white skull, and said with a hoarse voice, “It is Fellow Daoist Liushan.”
Qishan-daoren placed the remains into his Qiankun bag, intending on bringing it out of the ancient tomb. They continued forward again and found another corpse in the passageway. This one still wasn’t Yi Lingzi or Yang Ze’s master. Qishan-daoren properly put away this Celestial Master’s remains, and the four of them reached a tall and grand bronze door.
In ancient times, bronze was used as an offering to the gods or ancestors, respected and noble.
Being able to use bronze to make the door to the main burial chamber, it could clearly be seen that the status of the ancient tomb’s master was high. Xi Jia had once seen another gate that was made of bronze. That gate was merely the entrance to the tomb and not the door to the main burial chamber. It was even loftier and grander, more majestic and imposing than this door. It was the gate to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.
When they had truly reached the last door, Qishan-daoren was somewhat hesitant to enter. He touched the door and said in a quiet voice, “Yi Lingzi and Lian Chen’s remains should be inside. 19 years ago, when the four of us chased after that black magic master to this place, at that time perhaps the six of us never would have thought that this place would actually be their burial ground. Besides this old man, no one else had escaped……”
As Qishan-daoren had said before, his old friends all weren’t fond of weeping endlessly. After only being silent for a moment, Qishan-daoren pushed open the door with a palm.
The door slowly opened, emitting creaking noises. 19 years ago, the mechanism on this door had already been removed by the 5 Celestial Masters and one black magic master. Now, only a push was needed to open it, but to enter would take courage.
Qishan-daoren didn’t enter first.
Yang Ze quickly entered the main burial chamber, and he found his own master at a glance. He rushed to a corner of the main burial chamber and shouted at a white skeleton, “Master!”
Xi Jia could feel Ye Jingzhi’s hand tightening a bit around his own hand. He also tightly held Ye Jingzhi’s hand back. Their gazes met, and Xi Jia gently smiled while saying in a quiet, comforting voice, “Master Ye, we’re already here. Let’s retrieve your master’s remains together.”
Ye Jingzhi slowly relaxed. He looked at Xi Jia’s light smiling expression and nodded, “Okay.”
Ye Jingzhi flipped his hand and took out Wu Xiang Qing Li, appearing in his palm. As if it knew just where its previous master was, Wu Xiang Qing Li flashed dazzling rays of light to help find Yi Lingzi’s remains. The light was brighter than the white jade pearl and nearly illuminated more than half of the main burial chamber. However, Yi Lingzi’s remains wasn’t near the entrance.
Xi Jia said, “We’ll look further inside.”
Ye Jingzhi nodded.
The two of them continued further inside. Wu Xiang Qing Li’s light also lit up even more areas. Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi each looked at their respective sides, carefully observing without missing any corner. Just as they had just took a step forward, Wu Xiang Qing Li suddenly flew out of Ye Jingzhi’s palm and started to tremble in the air.
Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi quickly turned to look, and both of them were simultaneously stunned.
Ye Jingzhi caught Wu Xiang Qing Li and shielded in front of Xi Jia, “Careful!”
Yang Ze had just put away Lian Chen-zhenjun’s remains, and Qishan-daoren had just walked into the burial chamber. Hearing this, they immediately looked up and carefully looked ahead. When they saw a black figure sitting on the coffin, they were each shocked in place and took out their magic weapons.
“What is that?!”
Qishan-daoren’s voice echoed in the burial chamber for a very long time with no response.
The four men didn’t dare to relax, their eyes stared at the human shadow without blinking. The black human shadow sat cross-legged on the coffin. They could only see an indistinct shadow in the distance and couldn’t see its appearance clearly. The other party didn’t reply so the four of them naturally didn’t dare to relax.
Ye Jingzhi shielded Xi Jia as they shifted backwards bit by bit. Xi Jia took a few steps when he suddenly felt that something wasn’t quite right, “Wait!”
Ye Jingzhi stopped in his footsteps and looked at him.
Xi Jia carefully scrutinized the black human shadow and asked in a quiet voice, “Is that……a living person?”
A minute later, Ye Jingzhi took Wu Xiang Qing Li and slowly drew closer towards the black human shadow. When he saw the other person clearly, his eyes widened, and he quickly rushed up, “Master!”
Wu Xiang Qing Li’s light illuminated the person on the coffin. An old man with white hair and beard was smiling as he sat on the coffin with his eyes closed. At a glance, he seemed to be sleeping and sleeping peacefully, with the exception of the pale lips and prominently purple complexion which hinted that he had already passed away long ago.
Xi Jia also didn’t think that the person sitting on the coffin would actually be Ye Jingzhi’s master, Yi Lingzi.
Before, whether it was the two corpses that Qishan-daoren had retrieved or Yang Ze’s master, they had long since turned into white skeletons. These Celestial Master’s bodies were strong and wouldn’t end up as a jiangshi like the black magic master, but they had turned into bones through the passage of time. Only Yi Lingzi still maintained his appearance when he was alive. His corpse was neither rotting nor changing. Even his lips carried a smiling expression as if death didn’t hurt, and it seemed that this person was just this peculiar by nature.
Ye Jingzhi knelt before the coffin and took Yi Lingzi’s hand. Xi Jia went up and thought for a bit before also kneeling down and accompanying Ye Jingzhi. He looked up at the old man who had once gave him his Mt. Tai stone which helped him block his yin energy for 19 years.
Even if he was already old, Yi Lingzi’s face still had the unrestrained casualness from the time of his youth.
Qishan-daoren and Yang Ze went up together. Yang Ze’s eyes flashed and asked, “This is Senior Yi Lingzi? Why is Senior Yi Lingzi’s corpse not the same as the other seniors and my master, turning into a skeleton?”
Qishan-daoren also remained puzzled after much thought, but he was very clear that Yi Lingzi wasn’t a jiangshi, “Forget it, Yi Lingzi, this old fellow, had always stood out from the others when he was alive. Although his physique wasn’t as mystical as a Body of Three Fiends or Body of Extreme Yin, it was also unusual. His strength was strong, and this old man also didn’t know how he could maintain his original state.”
Yang Ze’s lips moved, but he didn’t speak again.
Xi Jia really couldn’t clearly remember how Yi Lingzi looked like. When he saw Yi Lingzi, he was only 4 years old. What could a 4 year old remember? He could only remember that the old man’s hair was very white and his beard was very long. In comparison, Yi Lingzi’s hair was in fact very white, and his beard was also very long. The old Celestial Master at that time was really him.
Ye Jingzhi grasped Yi Lingzi’s hand. There was so much he wanted to say, but Hell King Ye always didn’t know how to express it. In the end, he could only say one thing, “Master, disciple will take you home.”
Xi Jia knew that his family’s Master Ye had never known how to express his state of mind. He also reached his hand out and grabbed Yi Lingzi’s other hand and quietly said, “Master, let’s go home.”
There was a lot of things that couldn’t be said in this place.
Ye Jingzhi and Xi Jia stood up. Ye Jingzhi took out his Qiankun bag and planned on putting Yi Lingzi’s corpse inside. However, he hadn’t even moved when he heard an unserious voice with a smiling expression rang within the burial chamber, “Jingzhi, if you are just going to take your Master’s body away like this, then when the millennium drought demon comes out of the bronze coffin, Master will not be responsible.”
Ye Jingzhi was suddenly dumbfounded, and Xi Jia also froze.
Qishan-daoren didn’t dare to believe as he looked in the direction where the sound came from. Yang Ze’s expression froze, and he slowly turned his head and looked into the darkness.
A white haired and white bearded old man walked out from the darkness with all smiles. He took a step and passed through Qishan-daoren and Yang Ze’s bodies. He gave Qishan-daoren a glance in passing and walked up to Ye Jingzhi and Xi Jia. He sized up his own grown-up disciple, and once he was satisfied, he turned his head to look at Xi Jia.
Yi Lingzi stroked his beard and teased, “Master truly did not know when there is an additional disciple. So, Jingzhi, you even accepted a disciple on behalf of Master?”
Xi Jia, “……”
En, this matter was a long story. It seemed like Yi Lingzi didn’t know who he was.
Then asking in advance, Master, do you accept……that your disciple has a male wife?
The Author has something to say:
Mirror: ⊙_⊙ 【How come I don’t understand the words Master is saying……】
C+: Betting with a chrystanthemum, Master Yi Lingzi definitely wouldn’t admit that he had poor eyesight and mistakened the gender at that time……
White Corpse: QAQ Why am I the one always getting hurt!
Translator’s Notes: Yay noneee~