A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

Chapter 45 Is the tomb empty?

Of course Mr. Yan did not disagree when he heard this.

"Yes, I want to see your mother. Come on, grandpa will take you there right now."

The Chaos Demon Suppression Tower has recognized Jiang Shuyue as its master, and only the Beast King Sky Demon Horse is left in the forbidden area formation. The Sky Demon Horse will soon form a contract with Yan Shuyu, so the Yan family does not seal the forbidden area anymore.

Taking Jiang Shuyue with them, Mr. Yan and others turned to the back of the mountain.

Looking from a distance, you can see a cemetery on the mountainside.

That is the ancestral tomb of the Yan family.

There are hundreds of tombs, large and small, and you can tell at a glance how long the Yan family's heritage is, at least thousands of years old.

"Come, child, kowtow three times to our ancestors, so that our ancestors of the Yan family can recognize their own bloodline first."

After Jiang Shuyue figured it out, she no longer felt awkward. She walked to Mr. Yan and knelt down easily, "bang bang bang" and kowtowed with her three heads in a very real way.

After meeting their ancestors, the few people walked in. After a while, Jiang Shuyue saw Yan Yingzhen's tombstone in the last few tombs.

With just one glance, Jiang Shuyue felt a sudden surge of sour emotion deep in her soul.

When she was wondering where that emotion came from, a low cry sounded in her ears——

'Mother, my daughter is unfilial...'

The voice seemed to come from the depths of her soul.

Jiang Shuyue opened her eyes slightly, as if she understood something.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

He allowed that emotion to swallow him up, and finally turned into two lines of tears filled with grievance and sadness, slowly rolling down from his eyes.

Seeing her crying, Mr. Yan seemed to have misunderstood something, and he couldn't help but wet his eyes again.

"Yue'er, good boy, how happy your mother would be if she knew you were still alive. She lost you and couldn't find you back no matter how hard she looked for you. She could only wash her face with tears day and night, fearing that you would be out there. Just in case, I will still miss you until I die..."

At that time, I'm afraid Jiang Feng had already secretly taken the original owner back, so Yan Yingzhen had never been able to find her.

If there was no Jiang Feng, maybe the original owner could be found by her mother, and she would grow up happily as a young lady of the Yan family, and then awaken her Tianling roots and become a genius of Tianlan Continent.

Unfortunately, everything is irreversible now.

Yan Yingzhen is dead, and so is the original owner...

Jiang Shuyue lowered her eyes slightly, and her emotions suddenly became complicated.

However, at this moment, Xiao Kunpeng's voice suddenly sounded in her mind——

'Wait, your master seems to have something to say? '

Master?

What happened to his old man?
Jiang Shuyue sent a touch of spiritual power into the jade pendant space.

At this time, her master's blood-red coffin was clanging in the space. The coffin panels were opened and closed, closed and opened again.

After repeating it several times, a burst of spiritual power suddenly flew out from inside and turned into a word in mid-air——

'null'

null?
What do you mean?
Jiang Shuyue stared at the blood-red coffin and saw it repeatedly opening, then closing, closing and opening again.

In an instant, something suddenly flashed through Jiang Shuyue's mind.

She caught the idea immediately and asked in shock: "Master, do you mean to say that this tomb is empty? There is no body in it?!"

The blood-red coffin closed with a bang, and then there was no more movement.

Jiang Shuyue was immediately shocked.

She withdrew her mental power and stared at the tomb that belonged to Yan Yingzhen in front of her, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Yan Yingzhen’s tomb is actually empty!

how could this be?

Who stole her body, or was the Yan family actually lying to her?

Jiang Shuyue calmed herself down first, without showing anything strange on her face.

Then he quietly looked at the expressions of Mr. Yan and others with his peripheral vision.The sadness in their eyes didn't seem to be fake.

It is impossible for a group of people to pretend to be similar if one person pretends to be the same.

Jiang Shuyue thought about it carefully and overturned herself with a few points.

The Chaos Demon Suppression Tower is real.

There is no problem with the blood relationship verified by the Chaos Demon Suppression Tower.

When Mr. Yan and the others learned that the Chaos Demon Suppression Tower recognized her as its master, they were absolutely delighted.

So the Yan family probably didn't lie to her, otherwise the cost of using an artifact to create a scam would have been too high.

Then the only one with a problem is Yan Yingzhen.

Either her body was stolen.

Either...

She is not dead!
"Grandpa, when my mother died, did you stay by her side?"

Mr. Yan didn't know what Jiang Shuyue meant by asking, he just thought she was caring about her mother.

He nodded, "Yes, your uncle and I were by her side at that time. She was just thinking about you all the time..."

As Mr. Yan spoke, tears flowed down again.

The one he loved most in his life was his little daughter, but in the end he gave her to a girl with gray hair. God knows how big a blow it was to him.

Jiang Shuyue looked at Mr. Yan's sad eyes and moved her mouth. She still didn't ask the question she originally wanted to ask.

"Although mother has passed away, you...have to take care of yourself."

"Okay, okay, we are all doing well, and so are you. You should also be well. No matter what happens, grandpa will be here."

After briefly worshiping the empty tomb, everyone left the back mountain.

Due to the temporary change of plans, Mr. Yan, who respected Jiang Shuyue's decision, postponed announcing her identity.

He only told his eldest aunt, second aunt and other direct relatives that Jiang Shuyue was Yan Ying's true bloodline. After discussing together, they decided to set the banquet time for one month later.

That is, after the assessment of Qinglong Academy.

Jiang Shuyue estimated that the time was almost up, so she left the remaining matters to Mr. Yan and the others.

After rejecting her third brother Yan Shuyu's invitation to go back to the academy, Jiang Shuyue took a detour back to Zhennan Palace.

"That's great. Now you have a family. You don't have to be alone anymore."

Little Kunpeng flew up and landed on her shoulder, feeling somewhat happy for her.

Jiang Shuyue entered the room and checked the barrier. There was no problem with the barrier and the alchemy furnace had not been touched.

After feeling relieved, she sat next to the elixir furnace, sorting out the medicinal materials and checking the refining status of the elixir.

"Since when have I been alone? Haven't you always been with me?"

Jiang Shuyue smiled and said.

"Humph, of course. Even if you are reincarnated in the future, I will take Kamidao with you to the next life."

Little Kunpeng flicked his tail proudly.

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to a magical world."

"What world? How magical is it?"

She recalled the past, and the corners of her lips curled up: "It was a world where you could go to heaven and earth without spiritual power, travel thousands of miles a day, and know the world's affairs at home."

"Really? Can you be so powerful without spiritual power?"

Xiao Kunpeng's curiosity was immediately aroused by her, "Then when will you take me there?"

"After I find the Kunlun Mirror, avenge the original owner, and resolve all this, we will go back."

Kunlun Mirror, her Kunlun Mirror.

Wherever it was, she would find it.

(End of this chapter)