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Chapter 67: The Death of Zhao Yu

I flew out and fell directly towards the black vortex.

When I thought I would be twisted into pieces by the strong wind in the vortex, I tightened my waist and was brought to a safe place by a force.

Jiang Qin looked at me and put away his whip and said, "You did a good job, but it's too late. Even if you kill Yu Qiushi, you can't stop the ghosts and gods from coming. Go quickly!"

"Okay!" Although I had many questions in my mind, I could only wait until the ancient tomb was released before asking.

Zhao Yu hugged Yu Qiushi tightly, as if as long as he hugged his husband like this, he could accompany him forever.

But he knew that the gentleman was gone, there was no more gentleman in this world, there was no more Mr. Yu who could hit him with a ruler, and there was no gentleman who always smiled and encouraged him to remember with the notes.

Zhao Yu hugged Yu Qiushi tightly and looked back at the three living people who were robbing the tombs to escape. He didn't chase after him, but - he wouldn't let them go!

And now Zhao Yu just wants to stay with Mr. Yu.

Zhao Yu remembered that when he was five years old, he received permission from his father to start learning the martial arts, music, etiquette, and the way of governing the country that every prince should learn...

That year, Mr. Yu was the second-ranked palace examination. His father originally asked him to be a second-rank civil servant, but Mr. Yu said that he only liked studying and did nothing except study, so his father saved Mr. Yu.

Yes, it was just exempted and there was no title, because Mr. Yu went against his father's wishes in the court and lost his face.

Later, his mother was jealous and poisoned the Tsai Ren who had just been favored by his father because of his son. After Tsai Ren died, his mother was sent to the cold palace. He also moved to the cold palace with his mother and he was no longer qualified to go to Tai Academy.

But the father brought Mr. Yu to the cold palace to teach him knowledge.

Mr. Yu is very good. He speaks everything better than the Taifu from Tai Academy.

That was when Zhao Yu regarded Mr. Yu as his most beloved elder in his life to worship him. Master Zheng was also invited by Mr. Yu.

Even if he died, Mr. Yu was with him. How could Mr. Yu disappear now?

Yu Qiushi's body began to disappear, from her feet to her head like foam.

Zhao Yu collapsed and reached out to grab Yu Qiushi's ashes: "Sir, please don't leave! Sir, I can't do anything without me. You know you know! You can't leave!"

"Ah-Wuwu...Sir, okay, please come back! Yu please, don't leave! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Wuwu...sir...I don't want the Southern Song Dynasty anymore...you don't want it either..." Zhao Yu squatted on the ground with his face covering his face, and his mind was filled with what the ghost queen Yu Qiushi said to him.

I don’t know how many years his ghost has become physical, and the first person he sees when he is conscious is Mr. Yu.

That day, Mr. Yu put on a dragon robe and knelt in front of him and said, "My memory, Yu Qiushi, bowed to the new emperor Zhao Yu. May the Southern Song Dynasty live with heaven forever."

Later, Yu Qiushi began to ask him to learn ghost skills again, and everything he had was given to him by Mr. Yu.

The black vortex became bigger and bigger, and a strong wind blew from the main tomb chamber. Zhao Yu squatted on the ground indifferently.

A hand stretched out from the vortex, followed by an arm and a head...

The last man in a red robe with runes engraved on his face flew in the air. The black vortex became smaller bit by bit until it disappeared.

"It was you who summoned me, say, your wish." The man asked, his ancient ethereal voice echoed in the main tomb.

"Can you do it?" Zhao Yu smiled softly, "I want to revive the Southern Song Dynasty, I want this world."

The man frowned, he was too ambitious, right?

"I know what you think, but please don't forget that I liberated you from hell! Ghosts - Gods -" Zhao Yu looked up at the man and stared at the man's blood-red eyes without fear, "Let the Southern Song Dynasty return to the world, you promise me - I will offer my soul.

Lord Ghost God appears so urgently that his strength must be less than one level, and I am willing to offer my soul."

"Even if I help you revive the Southern Song Dynasty, you will be lost. Could it be that I will be the emperor?"

"Isn't it good? I only need the Southern Song Dynasty. You can do whatever you want after that. Even if you kill everyone, it has nothing to do with me."

"God never breaks his faith, I promise you. Give your soul."

"Let the ghosts and gods deal with it." Zhao Yu smiled relievedly. He spread his arms and turned into a black air and flew into the man's nose.

The man narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, turned around and shattered everything behind him-

"I—Xie Yu is back from hell!"

The breath of the main tomb chamber was too terrifying and had spread to other tomb chambers. Out of fear, they all chose to be silent, so the three of us left the ancient tomb unimpeded.

As soon as I walked out of the ancient tomb, I saw Liancheng and others waiting outside.

I ran over and looked around and asked, "Where is the silver?"

Liancheng pursed his lips, "He hasn't come out yet."

"I haven't come out yet..." I forced a smile and reached out to pat Liancheng's shoulder, "It's okay, I'll wait." After saying that, I pretended to be indifferent and walked to Jiang Qin who was about to leave, stopped him and asked, "Brother Jiang, what's going on in the main tomb just now?"

"You don't need to know about this kind of thing, there will be someone who will deal with it."

"Can't you tell me?" I smiled friendly. "I think I have the right to know. My best friend is still inside. I want to know how many layers he can come out. This is not a secret that cannot be told, right?"

"You are just an ordinary person," Jiang Qin frowned, "As an outsider, you have no right to know these things, it is not good for you." As he said that, he lowered his voice and approached my ear, "Even if you are a policeman, you are just an ordinary person."

"Don't you say it?" I sneered. Maybe I'm an ordinary person before making a decision, right? "Forget it, I'm going to take him out, even if it's just a corpse."

After saying that, I pretended to walk towards the ancient tomb.

"Slow!" He grabbed my hand, "You can't save him!"

"Why?"

Jiang Qin's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to glance at the people around him, "I will only tell you, and you will be at your disposal from now on."

"Okay." I nodded.

"Come with me." He let me go and walked to the side.

"Ziyi—" Liancheng strode up and grabbed me, "Shiyin will be fine. Let's wait for him and he will come back."

"Liangcheng," I pulled his hand away and said seriously, "I want to know the truth.

He is my friend, I am his only friend, and I would feel guilty if I didn't know the truth.

He never said his family, he never made other friends, as his only friend I had to know his life or death. And he was so nice to me.

Liancheng, thank you. I don’t want to deceive myself all the time in the future. I want to know the truth.

You guys go back, I won’t be impulsive.”

Sorry, I am actually alone, and money is alone. You still have such a wonderful life.

Working with my son - Xie Neng.

To the same acupoint as Zi - to repay Zi's kindness.

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