Chapter 2429

At night, the cold wind here is more severe.

Nowhere to hide, Xu Shaotang hid behind an icicle, temporarily avoiding the cold wind.

A piece of starlight sprinkles on the earth, adding a bit of hazy poetry to this cold place.

Without the cold wind and the people sitting in the cold wind, Xu Shaotang might be able to sing an ancient poem.

Xu Shaotang takes out the wine pot and wants to pour in a mouthful of liquor to dispel the endless cold, but finds that the liquor in the wine pot has already frozen into ice.

Disappointed, he throws the wine pot to his feet. Xu Shaotang silently takes out a piece of extremely hard dried meat and bites it. It seems that he has a deep hatred for the dried meat, but his eyes look at the tomb keeper sitting there.

"If I die here, I will not die in your hands, but die of freezing or starvation."

After swallowing the dried meat difficultly, Xu Shaotang said bitterly to the people guarding the mausoleum, with a strong sense of fatigue in his heart.

He thought for a long time, but he didn't think of a way to escape here. In the face of absolute strength, any intrigue has lost its meaning.

The eyes of the people guarding the mausoleum narrowed into a gap, and the ice flower between their eyebrows was heavier. They said calmly, "if you can't bear the cold here, there is no difference between death and immortality."

"Master, you are a saint. I'm just a great Luo Jinxian. In the eyes of a saint, maybe I don't even have the qualification to be a mole ant!"

Xu Shaotang looks at the tomb keeper speechless. In the eyes of the sage, this cold may not be anything, but for him, it's hard to work hard to resist the cold here. Maybe a careless person will freeze to death here.

If it's too cold to die here.

"Aren't you alive now?"

The tomb keeper said calmly.

"I..."

Xu Shaotang again speechless, is still alive, does not mean that tomorrow will still be alive! He felt that he couldn't communicate with the one with the same mind. He could only slander him in his heart. Maybe the old man stayed here too long and his head was frozen.

In desperation, Xu Shaotang had to work hard to fight against the cold here. For a moment, he really wanted to swallow the pith in his hand and put it together. Either he burst to death, or he forced out the ghost of Yinglong. With the help of the power of Yinglong ghost, he temporarily suppressed the people guarding the mausoleum, but he took the opportunity to escape here.

However, he finally gave up the idea. Let's not say whether this method can be successful. Even if it is successful, the ghost of Yinglong may not be able to suppress the enigmatic mausoleum keeper. Although Yinglong is powerful, what is attached to him now is just a ghost.

Unable to think of a good way to leave here, Xu Shaotang had to accept the present situation first.

After a long silence, Xu Shaotang looked at the tomb keeper, who had closed his eyes. He tried to suppress the idea that he wanted to escape. He forced himself to calm down. Then he asked the tomb keeper calmly, "how long have you been guarding the mausoleum, elder?"

"Too long, forget."

The tomb keeper closed his eyes and said, "maybe one or two thousand years, maybe three or four thousand years..."

“……”

Xu Shaotang's mouth suddenly drew out, his eyes were as big as the copper bell, and he looked at the tomb keeper with astonishment, "don't you say that the sage has only a thousand years of life? Can you be the most holy

At this moment, Xu Shaotang's heart set off a storm again. If all the people guarding the mausoleum were the most holy, what strength would the owner of the mausoleum be?

Is there anyone stronger than the most holy?

"You know the most holy. It seems that you are extraordinary." The tomb keeper opened his eyes slightly, with a little curiosity in his eyes, "you know the most holy, and you should also know how rare the most holy in the world is, right? How dare the power of old age compare with that of the most holy. "

"Not the most holy?"

Xu Shaotang was more puzzled, "isn't a saint only a thousand years old? How can the elder guard the mausoleum for such a long time? "

The mausoleum keeper waved his hand gently, and a piece of ice and snow immediately wrapped him. In the blink of an eye, the mausoleum keeper had become an ice sculpture.

"Click..."

A moment later, the ice sculpture suddenly broke, and the tomb keeper sat there unharmed and asked, "do you understand?"

"It's like That's a little clear. "

Xu Shaotang nodded slightly. Most of the time, people guarding the mausoleum should freeze themselves here and let them fall into deep sleep. When someone disturb the peace of the one in the mausoleum, he breaks the ice and wakes up from deep sleep, which makes his life span of only one thousand years increase several times. It's a bit like hibernation of animals.

The tomb keeper said calmly: "this is the art of changing fate against heaven. If you are willing to guard the tomb all your life, I can teach it to you, so that you can get rid of the shackles of heaven."

"If I live here to guard the mausoleum all my life, what's the use of my thousands of years of life?" Xu Shaotang smiles bitterly and shakes his head. If his family is gone, the endless life is just endless torture for him. What's the use of it?The way of heaven is natural. Since the way of heaven only gives the sage a thousand years of life, why should he change his life against heaven and steal the creation of heaven and earth?

"How many people want things, but you are so dismissive." The mausoleum keeper shook his head gently, as if he was disappointed with Xu Shaotang.

"So, I'm not fit to be a mausoleum keeper." Xu Shaotang said.

The tomb keeper laughed and didn't answer.

Xu Shaotang has the final say whether he is suitable for the guard, not Xu Shaotang, but he has the final say.

Seeing that the tomb keeper was silent, Xu Shaotang looked down at the wine pot at his feet and turned his eyes slightly. Wu picked up the wine pot and looked at the tomb keeper: "do you want to drink? You've been guarding the mausoleum for thousands of years. I'm afraid you've already forgotten the taste of this fine wine? "

"I really forgot!"

The Shouling people's fingers moved, and the wine pot in Xu Shaotang's hand had already fallen into his hands. As soon as he raised his head, the frozen liquor slowly flowed into his mouth, aftertaste the taste of the liquor, and then he saw Xu Shaotang staring at himself, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, "thousands of years, you are the first person here to drink with me."

As soon as the words fell, the wine in the pot suddenly flew to Xu Shaotang in a straight line. Xu Shaotang naturally understood the meaning of the tomb keeper and quickly opened his mouth to catch it.

With a mouthful of liquor in his throat, Xu Shaotang suddenly has a little hope in his heart. This tomb keeper is not without a trace of humanity. If he gets along well with him, maybe he will let himself go when he thinks it through.