Although Ling Baoyu has a good status in Bai Yujing and can be said to be ranked fourth behind His Highness and two sisters, the shelter is not special. It looks similar to the coffin that Bai Ni floated over before. Opening the shelter is like opening a coffin.
Although Ling Baoyu was determined to act vigorously, he moved very gently. He used his big fluffy tail to gently brush away the scale that had accumulated for many years, and then used his small claws to push open the coffin lid inch by inch.
Seeing a corner of the white dress exposed from the coffin, Tang Zhao couldn't help but go over to take a look. Ling Baoyu didn't need his help. He was curious: What did Ling Baoyu look like?
The coffin was opened, and a woman in white lay quietly inside. Her eyelids were drooped and her expression was peaceful, as if she was sleeping.
oh……
Her facial features are very delicate, her brows are distinct, and her lines are clear. Perhaps because she has not been exposed to the sun for many years, her skin is as white as ice and snow. Her white dress is stained with blood. The bright red blood makes her skin look even more shockingly white.
Ling Baoyu actually looks like a beauty as calm and cold as an iceberg.
There is no trace of him being a nymphomaniac, suspicious, busybody, or stalking fox.
Although she was pale, she was not in a weakened state, her cheeks were still plump, her skin was still smooth, and she could still hear her long and soft breathing, and she was not exhausted.
Tang Zhao took a look and nodded to the white fox——
She is a healthy woman full of vitality.
A real good start.
Bai Hu didn't look excited at all. After all, she was just facing herself. How could she not know that she was safe?
It jumped slightly and jumped on the woman's chest.
Then, the fox disappeared.
Then, the woman opened her eyes.
It's like a passing of the baton.
When Tang Zhao saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, remembering the big fat orange cat that disappeared before.
Although Cihua Sword has a new Sword Elephant cat, the orange cat has disappeared forever...
Once the white fox leaves, will it still be Ling Baoyu who comes back?
At this time, the woman suddenly sat up and felt dizzy again. She leaned against the coffin wall and said, "Ah, I'm back. I'm not used to it."
The voice and tone are exactly the same as the white fox.
It’s still the same Ling Baoyu.
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
There is only one Ling Baoyu in the world.
Ling Baoyu's expression was lively, and the cold feeling with closed eyes before was still there. He was moving his joints, and when he saw Tang Zhao, he said "Ah..." and turned away, as if he was a little shy.
Tang Zhao was confused and said: "What's wrong? Haven't you seen me before?"
Ling Baoyu said: "I've seen it before, but it's a little different from a human's perspective to a fox's perspective. It's better to see it this way." As he spoke, he lowered his head and chuckled, and his cheeks suddenly became a little more red.
Tang Zhao knew that she was a nymphomaniac, so he thought to himself that this was good. He took a look at her and automatically recovered her blood, and asked, "How is your health?"
Ling Baoyu took a breath, sat quietly and circulated around the sky with one breath. After a while, he said: "I am still weak, my qi and blood are stagnant, and my internal contents are blocked. Ah, I can't get up, I can't get up. Help me out. .”
Tang Zhao thought to himself: Okay, let’s open your coffin first. Not only did we fail to increase the number of manpower, but we also lost one of our laborers. Isn’t this a failure of strategy? He had no choice but to step forward to support her and help her out of the narrow coffin.
He had already built soft seats and recliners with cloud silk nearby. Seeing that Ling Baoyu still had some strength, he led her to a soft seat. Ling Baoyu fell into the clock, as if he was wrapped in a ball of cotton.
Over there, Ah Qin handed over the hot soup and hot water. Ling Baoyu first washed her face and hands, and then gargled her mouth. After taking a few sips of the soup, she took a breath and said, "I'm alive, I'm alive. There's a taste in my mouth now." .So happy."
Tang Zhao looked at her and felt that he would not be able to work for a while, so he could only do the work by himself.
His eyes fell on the other coffin.
Although Yu Chen's one-day plan just now was just to illuminate the group of coffins and did not receive any feedback, his sense of vitality has been greatly improved since he obtained the Growth Sword Intent. The feeling of Momo Lake.
The probability of someone surviving in that coffin is relatively high.
He opened it carefully, revealing the face of a young man.
This is a young man, with very cold facial features, somewhat similar to the sleeping Ling Baoyu, and he is in relatively healthy condition, almost the same as Ling Baoyu. Tang Zhao judged that he should be similar to Ling Baoyu in strength.
This is also a swordsman.
Only the swordsman can maintain his youthful appearance after such a long time. If he is a swordsman, no matter how young he was when he was buried in the coffin, he should be old now.
Tang Zhao was a little surprised: he thought that at least the top management of Bai Yujing were all sisters. Unexpectedly, there are also young male swordsmen - at least they look young.
Ah Qin slid over and shouted: "Oh, it's Uncle Hao."
Ling Baoyu said: "Is it Hao Chenxi? Bring her here quickly."
Ah Qin reminded him and pushed the coffin over, then turned around and winked at Tang Zhao. Tang Zhao was a little confused. Although he was not stupid, he couldn't guess what Aqin meant by blinking at this time. Behind him, Ling Baoyu had already taken the man over, laid him flat on the soft couch, and wiped his face with cold water.
Tang Zhao continued to open the next lid no matter how they woke him up.
It is still necessary to first look for coffins that may contain life.
I have to say that his feeling was very accurate. He opened five coffins in a row and took out living people.
Although their states are different, some like Ling Baoyu are still healthy, and some are already very weak, but they are all still alive.
When he encountered someone who was particularly weak, Tang Zhao used the Growth Sword Intent to tease him and inject some life into him, but his life was always safe.
Counting Ling Baoyu's four women and two men, these people are undoubtedly swordsmen.
This also made Tang Zhao sigh with emotion at Bai Yujing's strength. The swordsman is a strong person in the world. In a chaotic place like Lingzhou, occupying a county and becoming a local emperor has no problem at all. Even in the Yunzhou Governor's Mansion, which is full of talents, That is also a high-ranking official at the level of inspector or general. Not so valuable here.
Just looking at the number of swordsmen, this is comparable to the great princes in the world. If you consider that this is the remaining power after the battle with Wang Liang, and the master of Bai Yujing, Ruyi Sword, is a generation swordsman, this power is much more powerful than the princes in the world. When Bai Yujing was in his prime, he might be able to compete with the imperial court.
No...don't underestimate the power of the imperial court. Even though the imperial court is in chaos now, it is still the strongest force in the world.
Tang Zhao immediately thought: Don't talk about anything else, now that Geng Liang is trapped in Geng Liang Mountain, and there has been no movement for so many years, doesn't it mean that there is a more powerful force in the world that can suppress it?
When he reached the fourth coffin, he heard someone's voice coming from behind, and he was obviously awake.
Then I heard a hoarse and deep voice calling: "Baoyu..."
Ling Baoyu said: "Don't exert yourself, get up slowly..."
Tang Zhao didn't listen carefully to what the two said, and then opened the fifth coffin, rescued a frail woman with a long face, and sighed softly.
I heard Ling Baoyu say from behind: "Why are you sighing?"
But Ling Baoyu was able to get up and walked to Tang Zhao. Tang Zhao asked: "Are you able to move?"
Ling Baoyu bent his arms and said proudly: "I've been fine. I just couldn't recover for a while. I'm very healthy now. To put it bluntly, I can beat you twice. You don't understand the power of a real swordsman."
Tang Zhao smiled, and Ling Baoyu asked softly: "Why are you sighing? Isn't the situation okay?"
To be honest, the coffins were opened one by one just now, and each one was a living person, her original companion, which really made her happy and raised her expectations.
Just now she was still thinking: Maybe a hundred years is not that long after all? Is everyone okay?
Tang Zhao said solemnly: "I was confident about those things just now. Now I am not sure about them anymore."
To say that I am not sure is an understatement. It should be said that I am... not optimistic about it.
Ling Baoyu lost a lot of color on her face and murmured softly: "Only five have been opened, there are still so many left...I, I haven't seen the eldest sister and the second sister yet..."
Although they are all partners, it is undeniable that people always have closeness and distance. Of course, Ling Baoyu has the best relationship with her two sisters, and they are also the figures second only to Ruyi Jian in Bai Yu Jingzhong.
He had rescued several swordsmen before, but they were not there. Although Ling Baoyu was worried, he thought there were still many shelters behind, so he was still full of hope. When Tang Zhao said that the rest were in danger, he felt dizzy.
Seeing that she was going weak again, Tang Zhao reached out to help her, but a pair of hands behind him grabbed her first.
Tang Zhao looked up and saw the man he had rescued first.
At that time, I saw that the man was still young when he was lying in the coffin. When I looked at him now, there were already some wrinkles on his brows and at the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that the years had still left traces on his face. Most male swordsmen don't have the skills to take care of themselves as female swordsmen. Among women of the same level, it's not uncommon for women to look youthful and men to have aged.
Ling Baoyu was helped by him, straightened up again, nodded and said: "Thank you." Then he said to Tang Zhao: "Open it... Even the bones should be properly collected and buried. They should also leave their names."
Upon hearing the word "bones", all the swordsmen who woke up, including Hao Chenxi who was supporting Ling Baoyu, looked at Tang Zhao eagerly.
Tang Zhao was now used to being the center of attention. Even when being stared at by a group of swordsmen, he remained very calm and said, "Okay, no matter life or death today, everyone will be able to see the light of day again."
After that, he pushed away a coffin.
The smell of decay came to my face.
Everyone frowned. Human beings naturally hate the smell of death of the same kind, and even swordsmen have this instinct.
Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere became sad. Without looking closely, everyone knew that this was the smell of death.
This companion is dead.
Tang Zhao still looked inside the coffin. Inside was a white skeleton. It could be seen that the body had not been dead for a long time. There were still tissues on the bones that had not been purified, and the smell was particularly pungent.
Ling Baoyu endured the grief and did not hide away. He wrapped the remains with a piece of cloth made of cloud silk, took them out, and placed them under the sun.
Although it is a folk custom that the deceased cannot see the sun, the deceased here have been lonely in the shadows for too long, and their last journey will be to lie in the clouds and soak in the sunshine.
Tang Zhao remained silent and continued to open the next coffin.
Facts have proved that his perception of life is very accurate, both for the living and the dead.
Under the coffins, there are all bones or corpses. Some of the newly deceased ones can still see what they looked like before they were born, while some are so broken that even the remains cannot be pieced together.
The swordsmen around him were sad at first, then gradually became numb, and finally fell into dead silence. They just gathered around the coffin and paid their respects silently.
Finally, when a coffin was opened, although there was a smell of decay inside, it was not that strong. Xiang Yangzi beside him waved the leaves excitedly, and was the first to shout: "This can be saved! We can still save it!"
