89 Beauty and Mortality

s temper at this time, it's really too much, sigh.Someone who lives by the motto of "entertainment to the death" rarely gets angry, but when they do, it's very hard to soothe them.Lin Yanqin nodded an...When Song Wei received the call, the background noise was very loud. She shouted loudly, "Xiao Qiao, your boyfriend is helping me look at houses! I originally asked him to tell you, but only he came!"

What Looking at houses! How could Jiang Qiyun stoop so low as to do such a thing!

Song Wei shouted, "I called you this morning, and he answered the phone. I asked him to tell you to meet at nine o'clock. As a result, he came over by himself and said that you were still asleep. tsk tsk, your boyfriend is really fond of you!"

Oh, so Jiang Qiyun went to look for houses for Song Wei so that I could sleep in a little longer!

My goodness, the esteemed Emperor himself went to help someone look for a house...

"Your boyfriend is really amazing. He can tell what's wrong just by taking a look! I think we can get this done today! I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao, for borrowing him for half a day. When he's done, come out and I'll treat you both to dinner."

"Oh... forget it, I have something to do at home today. Is Jiang Qiyun beside you Ask him to answer the phone."

Soon Jiang Qiyun's voice rang out: "Hello."

Song Wei said loudly over there: Oh, you two are so close, it makes me feel even more awkward!

"That... I'm sorry, this kind of thing should be me doing, thank you for your trouble..."

"It's fine." He said it heavily, then returned the phone to Song Wei.

Sigh, his emotions are really hard to figure out. I don't know if he's taken the wrong medicine or something.

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After lunch, my brother and I discussed going back to our hometown for a short trip. We'd leave today and return tomorrow morning.

"What am I supposed to do back there" As soon as I heard about going home, I felt a wave of irritation wash over me.

“Ask Grandpa for some protective items! Look at the ghosts on Lin Yanhuan, he just doesn't take us seriously! He's not even afraid of Five Emperor coins!” My brother gritted his teeth in anger: “Let’s go back and ransack Grandpa’s treasures.”

"Come on, don't be ridiculous. Those treasures are for the grandfathers to fight over, not some little brat like you." I scoffed.

My brother confidently said, "Don't worry, I have a way to get it. But you also need to go and launch a romantic assault!"

My brother tricked me into going out. This time, we didn't greet Grandpa in advance and just sped back.

Late at night, when he arrived home, he couldn't rest easy in his room. He waited until everyone else was asleep, then my brother quietly came to knock on my door and wake me up.

"Don't speak, come on, let's go to the cellar."

"Going in again!" I got goosebumps: "Just go yourself, I'll wait at the door so no one shuts you out."

"Are you stupid At this time, Grandpa is definitely downstairs with Grandma! Don't be afraid!" My brother was carrying his little backpack and acting like a thief as he pulled me along. We scurried behind the old house's eaves towards the backyard.

We descended into the pitch-black cellar, using our cell phones as flashlights. My brother turned around and closed the trapdoor, then pulled me straight towards the coffin in the main tomb.

As expected, this has already been pushed open, the old man should be downstairs.

It's probably not a good idea to just barge in like this. I don't know what the elders are doing... I glanced at my brother and motioned for him to go down.

My older brother shook his head vigorously: “Are you crazy If grandpa and grandma are in the midst of their lovey-dovey time, wouldn't I be courting death by going down there”

"What do we do then There doesn't seem to be any sound down there. Do you think they're asleep How long are we going to have to wait here"

"Well... should we knock" My brother hesitated, extending his hand and lightly tapping the coffin lid a few times.

Knock on the coffin board to call for a door, I guess only my house.

There was no sound.

We look at it with a hint of fear in our hearts.

The last time Grandpa went downstairs, we heard his voice, and then Grandma's voice followed... Why is there no sound today

"Brother...What if something...happened downstairs..." I nervously bit my lip.

My brother froze for a moment, then suddenly shuddered. He probably imagined some terrifying scenes.

"No, no...Grandpa is practically a sage now, how could anything happen to him And Grandma is so gentle, she wouldn't hurt him." My brother comforted himself.

"Knock knock knock…" My brother knocked a few more times.

In the vast and empty tomb, only the faintest echoes could be heard, sending shivers down your spine.

"I'll go take a look, Xiao Qiao. You stay here and watch. If anything happens to me, run out and call for help." My brother bit his copper talisman and prepared to jump down.

"Wait!" I quickly grabbed him. "Let me go instead! If something happens, I can't save you and might not even be able to get out... Let me go down there. If anything happens, I can call upon the little ghost messengers and the Black and White Impermanence."

My brother hesitated for a moment, indeed, if it was a vengeful spirit or something, the two masters of Black and White would be more useful than him.

"Then be careful, Xiao Qiao, come…" My brother bit his phone, holding me into the coffin with both hands.

I used my phone as a light and descended into the secret tomb beneath the coffin.

The air here is stifling. The grandfather moved everything out of the upper burial chamber to ensure that the air downstairs was purer, and every day when the hatch was opened, fresh air would flow in, allowing him to stay with his grandmother at night.

I looked into this pitch-black tomb, my phone's cold light illuminating the path ahead.

In the center of the platform stood a magnificent and spacious sarcophagus. Inside, there were two coffins that fit comfortably, which should be the ancestral tomb prepared by the grandfather for himself.

Last time I was here, I saw Grandpa and Grandma sitting inside. We juniors were a bit embarrassed to have stumbled upon the elders' intimate moment, so we didn't go forward to observe carefully.

At this moment, I discovered that one of the coffins was covered with a velvet cloth. Judging from the exposed material, it should be a crystal coffin.

This must be Grandma's bedroom, right I tiptoed over and bit my lip, secretly lifting a corner.

……

In my memory, there was a gentle woman who soothed me to sleep. That must have been the soul of my grandmother.

Upon my return, I and my brother also saw Grandma with our own eyes here. She still looked like she did when she passed away, with her beautiful eyes and charming smile.

Back then, a woman like her would surely have been a breathtaking beauty, captivating everyone's hearts. No wonder my great-grandfather was infatuated with her to the point of madness.

They should have been very loving and had many children. When their grandmother passed away, she was only in her thirties. Their grandfather, disregarding the laws of heaven and earth, used every means possible to allow her to continue "living" within this mausoleum. It has probably been over fifty years

Fifty years...

I silently watched the crystal coffin under the cold light.

There was a desiccated corpse inside.

Dressed in a green satin robe embroidered with gold thread peonies, she wore exquisitely beaded pearl shoes on her feet. She had a dazzling array of jewelry adorning her chest and held a wishful jewel in her hand.

Her fingers, wrists, and hair were adorned with a myriad of intricate ornaments. Upon her chest, she wore a crimson silk pouch.gs down.An antique is an antique, with values ranging from high to low. Therefore, there's a rule in the industry of precious items like antiques and jewelry:That is "never take anything from someone...