Chapter 539 Identity Check
I found the tombstone, dug the grave and opened the coffin. I saw two corpses in the two coffins. The identity of the female corpse among them became the latest and biggest mystery.
Meng Shisan hastily filled the grave with soil again. Filling was obviously faster and easier than digging, but she was more worried when filling than when digging.
When Chang'an first opened his spiritual wisdom at the age of 300, he was rescued by Meng Shisan from the hands of the demon subduing master, avoiding the death of being uprooted by the demon subduing master. He successfully transformed into another form at the age of 500, and has already followed Meng thirteen six hundred years.
Although she has not been with her master all the time in the past six hundred years, and even in 90% of the years, she has not been with her master, but the current state of her master is her second time. See.
Confused, irritable, and uncontrollably annoyed.
She remembered that the first time she saw her master like this was when she first learned that there was a demon abyss in Qingbei Mountain that needed to be suppressed by her master personally.
The master has lived for fifteen hundred years. He has seen strong winds and waves, experienced great disasters of life and death, and tasted the ups and downs. Among all the things in the world, the master is most afraid of trouble.
It seems that Yaoyuan has to personally suppress it once every hundred years, which is a huge trouble.
The master told her that his greatest wish was for the cat to live motionless behind the golden body of the ancestor.
Even the pursuit of self-cultivation while surviving seems so secondary.
She is not.
She practices hard every day and prepares for the thousand-year thunder catastrophe a hundred years from now.
She doesn’t want to die under a thunderstorm. She wants to follow her master for thousands of years. She will be wherever the master is, and she will do whatever the master asks her to do.
She will use the life-saving grace of her master for the rest of her life as a demon to serve her master until she dies.
Therefore, when Chang'an saw that Meng Shisan was upset, he did not hesitate and immediately expressed her willingness to help Meng Shisan as she had done a long time ago.
However, just like a long time ago, Meng Shisan shook his head and said: "You can't help."
Chang'an can't help suppress Yaoyuan.
Chang'an can't help find out the identity of the female corpse.
She sat by the window sill of the guest compartment, leaning on the big pillow on the couch, looking out the window at the distant mountains and rivers. The face of the female corpse and the bright red dress on the corpse were all vivid. In the head.
The face was the same as hers, and the red shirt and skirt were obviously wedding clothes.
In other words, the female corpse most likely died during the wedding.
As for how he died, whether he died of illness or a misfortune, it is difficult to say.
According to her opinion, the age of the female corpse could not be more than ten years old. She died in such a beautiful young age and was still wearing wedding clothes and had a double coffin. The other skeleton should be one. A male corpse.
He died at an age when he shouldn’t have died. He was wearing wedding clothes instead of shrouds when he died. He was buried in the same grave with the male corpse, but not in the same coffin. This is very thought-provoking.
Unlike the female corpse, the face of the male corpse is not rotten, and the robes on the body have all rotted and disappeared in the long river of time, but the remaining trace of red can still be seen among the pile of bones.
She guessed that the two corpses were husband and wife, which was also the reason.
Meng Shisan was silent for a long time, and then told Chang An, who had been staying by the couch to accompany her, all the information she had learned from the bones in the two coffins.
All, no reservations.
After hearing this, Chang An said: "Miss, do you think that couple was... very rough during their lifetime?"
"Maybe it's more than just ups and downs." Meng Shisan leaned back lazily, feeling uncomfortable, and adjusted the position of the big pillow. She didn't look out the window anymore. She looked back at Chang'an in front of her, "You said, Is it possible that the pair failed to become a couple during their lifetime and became a pair after their death?" "Is it possible? "Yes." Chang'an echoed, "According to what the lady said, not only did the female corpse's face remain beautiful, but it can be seen that she was in the right age, and she was buried in wedding clothes. In this case, she must have died on her wedding day. , or it was the wedding dress that was put on after death.”
Meng Shisan continued: "The male corpse and the female corpse were not in the same coffin, which also shows that the male corpse most likely died later than the female corpse. When the female corpse died, she was ordered to wear wedding clothes by the male corpse. By the time the male corpse died, At that time, it was the wedding clothes that the male corpse arranged to put on so that he and the female corpse could complete the marriage on the Huangquan Road. Finally, they are buried together. "But since they are going to be buried together, why not just share the coffin?" Chang'an felt that all the arrangements that the male corpse could make before his death were in vain. If he wanted to end up with the female corpse, wouldn't it be better to be buried in the same coffin with the female corpse?
Meng Shisan speculated: "...There may be some reason why we can't do it."
Chang'an didn't speak again, and she thought about the reason.
However, just like Meng Shisan, she could not figure it out no matter how much she thought about it.
Finally, the master and the servant reached an agreement.
It is particularly critical to find out the identity of the female corpse and the male corpse.
As long as they find out, all their current questions will be solved.
When Baozhu woke up, it was almost dusk.
First she wondered why she fell asleep and slept so deeply. Then she heard that Chang An had accompanied their young lady to the back of the Taoist temple to see the tombstones, and she was even more upset.
Chang'an looked at Baozhu's languid expression as she blamed herself for neglecting her duty. She thought of what Baozhu had said quietly to Meng Shisan in private, and finally walked closer and said, "You are just too tired from walking up the mountain. Then I fell asleep unknowingly. After knowing this, the young lady asked me not to wake you up. She said that I have always done my duty, but you were so tired, and the young lady felt sorry for you, so she agreed. You're asleep, and I'm with you, so I won't delay things. You don't blame me, and you don't have to blame yourself."
Baozhu opened his mouth in surprise: "Chang'an, you. You actually said such a long thing, you actually said such a long thing for me!”
Chang’an: “…”
Isn't the point the focus of her comforting words?
How can I only pay attention to what she said for such a long time.
As the Golden Crow sets in the west, it is raining continuously outside the Taoist temple.
When Meng Shisan was thinking about whether to hurry down the mountain while the rain was light, an unexpected person came: "Your Highness?"
"Yaoyao." Li Shou strolled away. Enter the passenger compartment.
Baozhu was stunned.
Chang'an was still clear-headed and looked at Li Shou carefully with his eyes wide open.
After the two of them bowed, they, like Chang Qing, retreated to the side and waited.
Maybe Changan's eyes were too wanton, and Chang Qing coughed lightly.
Chang An looked at Chang Qing, Baozhu quickly tugged on Chang An's cuffs, and then Chang An looked away.
Somehow, Chang Qing slowly sighed in his heart and glanced at Chang'an again.
This was the first time he met this maid. He had never seen her before, but since she could follow Miss Meng, she must have gained Miss Meng's trust.
“How did your Highness come?”
“It’s raining.”