Enter the dark tower, follow the spiral steps, and finally reach the top of the tower.
At the top of the tower.
There was an open window, about the size of two palms.
The light coming in from the outside formed a pillar of light, and dust floated in the pillar. At that moment, the light seemed to have a shape, forming a wonderful Tyndall effect.
And deep in the darkness, there is a mouthful of ice blue...
coffin!
And a bone-chilling chill spread throughout the top floor of the tower.
"Qiao'er, you're here..."
A hoarse voice sounded like a foot stepping on a wooden floor with an excessive gap, followed by a cold breath, blowing an unknown wind in this wide space.
And this sound came from the coffin that was exuding a biting coldness.
Song Qiao knelt devoutly in front of the coffin, with his head hanging down and his tone a little low.
"Ancestor, Li Siming has arrived and brought a young man with him..."
Next, he fully described the purpose of Li Siming's trip, without omitting any details or telling his guess.
Only by fully explaining what happened can the ancestor make a correct judgment, and unnecessary words can only mislead.
"It doesn't matter...then just follow what he said." The voice from the coffin came out again.
"Yes, Ancestor!" Song Qiao paused and then said worriedly, "It's just that Li Siming also asked to visit you. This..."
"I'm not surprised... I also want to meet this master of the Demon Suppression Division who is so praised by you."
In fact, the ancestor of the Song family had never met Li Siming before.
After all, Li Siming was only in his teens or 20s when he went into seclusion.
At that time, the ancestor of the Song family would not pay attention to a young man who was just starting out.
"Ancestor, I'm worried about Li Siming..."
"Don't worry, since I'm out of seclusion, I won't let him see any clues." The man in the coffin said with a chuckle.
Song Qiao was relieved when he heard that his ancestor was confident.
"If there is nothing else, let's go back first. Also, it's time to deliver food."
"Yes, ancestor!"
Song Qiao got up and came to the first floor of the tower.
Standing in the middle, the crutch in his hand lightly touched the ground twice. In the dark corner, two people shrouded in black cloaks immediately appeared.
"It's time to deliver food to the ancestor."
"Don't worry, Master, it's ready and will be sent up right away."
"Yes." Song Qiao nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied, then turned and left.
The two men, whose bodies were hidden in cloaks, pressed the mechanism in the tower, and immediately, a secret passage appeared in front of them. The two of them walked into the secret passage, and there was actually a prison below, and in each cell, there were actually children imprisoned!
for a long time.
Two men, each carrying a child, came to the top floor. They tiptoed the sleeping child on the coffin.
In the ice blue coffin, the old man was lying with dry skin, like a dead old tree. But suddenly, a layer of deep red was attached to the ice blue coffin, like flowing blood, nourishing the life that should have decayed long ago. .
As for the old man in the coffin, his originally shriveled body also changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his complexion slowly became rosy...
…
"What do you sense here?" In the yard, Li Siming turned to look at Gu Yuan and asked softly.
Gu Yuan shook his head blankly.
"It's decay." Li Siming's eyes were sharp and he raised his head and looked at the tree planted in the yard. In this season, the leaves have already withered.
"The entire Song family is filled with an aura of decay. Originally, I thought it was only the outer door of the Song family that was decaying. But after I came here, I realized that I had underestimated the Song family."
Gu Yuan had a puzzled look on his face.
"Captain Li, what do you mean?"
Li Siming pondered for a moment, sighed, and said: "To put it simply, the river outside the Song family has become turbid, oh no... it is dark, and it also exudes a strong stench, but they are just a tributary, a source of water. The end of it has long been rotten and filled with corpses and maggots."
Gu Yuan could hear Li Siming's strong dissatisfaction with the Song family from his tone.
However, Li Siming did not continue talking, but changed the topic.
"Don't lose the competition tomorrow. I think the Song family will arrange for you to win one game and lose another. Do you know what to do?"
Gu Yuan shook his head: "I don't know...you just won?"
Li Siming smiled and patted Gu Yuan's arm gently when he passed by him.
"I mean...you can do whatever you want."
At this moment, Gu Yuan even felt a cold murderous intention.
He looked at Li Siming in astonishment, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
Could it be that Li Siming hoped that he would be killed in the competition?
If in the Demon Realm, Gu Yuan could regain his strength, he would definitely do this. After all, the faces of those Song family warriors were really disgusting, but those people he met back then were all dead.
That is to say, the ancestor of the Song family is still alive. It is true that good people do not live long, and disasters remain for thousands of years.
only.
If he kills these young people of the Song family now.
Wouldn't that be the same as the Song family back then?
Gu Yuan was a little puzzled, but he knew very well that Li Siming was a very measured person. He had his own principles and bottom lines. Since he said that, there must be a reason.
Perhaps considering that he was still in the Song family, he didn't say everything clearly.
"Oh, by the way." Li Siming suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, waved, and called Gu Yuan to him.
"What's Captain Li's order?" Gu Yuan asked curiously.
"Speak carefully." Captain Li glared at him, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't sleep too deeply tonight, I have a task for you."
Gu Yuan's eyes lit up.
"Task?"
"Don't you know how to escape from the earth?" Li Siming smiled and said, "It's perfect to leave this task to you."
Gu Yuan was confused by what he said.
Needless to say, I still have some small expectations in my heart...
Wait until night.
Song Qiao sent people over to invite them to a banquet.
A total of ten tables were arranged for the dinner party prepared by the reclusive Song family for the two of them.
The main table where Li Siming and Gu Yuan were sitting was on the stage.
Li Siming still doesn't drink as before. As for Gu Yuan, he also has his own excuse.
"We still need to compete tomorrow. I'm afraid that drinking will cause trouble, so I won't drink anymore." Gu Yuan said with a smile.
What he said was reasonable and well-founded. Someone originally wanted to give some advice, but Song Qiao immediately said: "It's better not to drink, it's better not to drink... Lao San, go and tell Keji and the others that they are not allowed to drink anymore."
Gu Yuan had already said he wouldn't drink anymore. If they still tried to persuade him, if Gu Yuan lost, wouldn't it be that the Song family had set him up?
"Yes, head of the family!"
With the banquet in his heart, Gu Yuan said nothing, just watched quietly, still thinking about what Li Siming said before.
What exactly is Li Siming planning to do tonight?
At night, I walked back to the yard under the moonlight, followed by Song Qiao and others, and I had to send them back in person.
When Gu Yuan returned to his room, closed the door, and was about to turn on the light, he heard a soft voice.
"Mr. Gu, are you back? My servant has warmed your bed..."
Gu Yuan was startled, turned around suddenly, and was astonished to see that on his bed, the quilt had been pulled away, and a woman with green hair scattered freely was lying on the bed, with two bright arms gently resting on the quilt, her beautiful body The red bellyband string can still be vaguely seen on the neck.
"I wipe..."
