"Brother-in-law, the look in his eyes just now seems abnormal." Tong Yan shook his hand in front of Qin Ming, frowned and smiled, "do you have a little lover?"


    Qin Ming was quite helpless: "if there is a lamp in his body, his heart will be prosperous? Don''t open your mouth and shut up, woman."


    "We are all adults. We don''t talk about women. What are we talking about? I''m teaching you. If you have nothing to do, please tell my sister some meat jokes to mediate the situation. Look at your dry life. It''s no flavor and romance. I''m sorry for my sister."


    Qin Ming didn''t bother to talk to him: "don''t go to the medicine mountain."


    "Is there anyone there?"


    "It''s the treasure land of Qingyun sect. Ordinary people can''t enter it."


    "Am I an ordinary person? My brother-in-law is Qin Ming!"


    "I''ll convince you, okay? Don''t get me into trouble."


    The more Qin Ming did so, the more curious Tong Yan was: "just tell me who lives there."


    "There is a disciple of Yaoshan and an acquaintance."


    "What acquaintances, men and women?"


    "Female."


    "Elder martial sister?"


    "Why are you asking so carefully?"


    "I asked for my sister. Didn''t you notice that my sister''s eyes have changed?"


    "Do I have?" Tong Xin didn''t hesitate to pay attention to him.


    "Elder martial sister! It must be elder martial sister!"


    "How can you be so sure?" Tong Xin stood in front of the grave, wondering about the swaying orchids on the grave.


    "It''s needless to say. Young people are homesick and restless. Who doesn''t have a senior sister in mind."


    "Why not younger martial sister."


    "My brother-in-law was only 14 or 15 years old, and my younger martial sister was not 12 or 13 years old. She didn''t grow up. Generally speaking, when she was young and ignorant like 15, she would like to be a few years older. It''s normal to have a senior sister in her heart."


    "Really?" Tong Xin looked back at Qin Ming, his eyes a little meaningful.


    Qin Ming couldn''t laugh or cry: "I was suffering at that time. Do you want to think about that?"


    "Suffering can''t hinder your normal development. Brother-in-law, don''t be shy. It''s normal to have some secret love and miss when you were young. There''s nothing to be ashamed of. Tell me, did your beautiful and moving elder martial sister treat you coldly or despise you? You can show off in front of her this time and make people who once despised you look down on you." Tong Yan suddenly leaned over to Qin Ming and muttered with a bad smile: "if she threw herself into your arms and gave you a hug, you can also play a conquest or something, and you''ll realize your dream."


    "Your sister is there!"


    "Then take advantage of my sister''s absence, stupid."


    "Is that your sister?"


    "You are my brother-in-law."


    "You two pay attention, I can hear you!" Tong Xin shook her head helplessly: "I seem to have seen this kind of flower somewhere."


    Qin Ming said, "there are orchids all over the mountain."


    "Like orchids, but not orchids." Qin Ming looked back and said, "who planted orchids on the grave?"


    "Maybe it has a special meaning?"


    Tong Yan came over: "what can it be if it''s not an orchid?"


    Tong Xin hesitated for a moment and asked Qin Ming, "can I burn some?"


    "My dear sister, are you the holy Wu wuchongtian or Ziyan''s blood? The grave will be gone with a fire."


    "Is there a problem?" Qin Ming also came over.


    Tong Xin turned out a simple ancient scroll from the space ring. It was eighteen layers thick and half a meter long. It was very heavy. Each layer of animal skin is filled with a unique spirit fog to ensure the integrity of the skin roll and the handwriting lasts for a long time. She turned to the ninth floor. As soon as she opened it, a canopy of dazzle bloomed and floated like fireworks.


    Tong Xin likes to study history books. She always carries some with her in the space ring. "There is a kind of flower that is very similar to orchids, but it is not a plant at all. It is called Jiudu buried soul sunflower!"


    Qin Ming and Tong Yan''s eyes fell on an illustration along Tong Xin''s jade finger. It was a fresh flower, lifelike, like a real flower growing on it. It looks like orchids, but the stamens are not tender yellow, but dark blue. A good flower, because the blue stamens are a little more gloomy.


    Next to the illustration, there are two lines of words - nine degrees of soul burial Kui, once a soul return!


    Tong Xin said: "this kind of flower exists in the legend and has not appeared again for more than 100000 years. They have a mysterious function to summon and calm the soul, and then create the soul!"


    "How can I sound mysterious."


    "What does it mean to create a soul? Reshape the soul?" Tong Yan was stunned. He almost died that year because the soul was taken away by the bronze ancient lamp. Once the soul is destroyed, people are basically dead.


    "This flower is recorded in these two lines, and there is nothing else." Tong Xin shook her head and pointed to the pieces of orchids: "don''t you think they are very similar?"


    Qin Ming frowned slowly, creating a soul? Make souls for the bodies in the grave?


    "Can I burn some flowers?" Tong Xin asked Qin Ming for advice. After all, the grave was of extraordinary significance to him.


    "If you want to burn it, burn it." Tong Yan opened his mouth, spewed out purple inflammation, and fell on the grave. Ziyanhu spread out and flooded the orchids of the whole grave.


    Qin Ming was about to stop it. Ziyan''s temperature was extremely high, not to mention the earth grave. Even the stones could be melted. But Ziyan just fell down and went out slowly. There was nothing left. It was all absorbed by orchids!


    "Ho! It''s really weird!" Tong Yan''s chest and abdomen churned and his mouth was purple again. This time, more energy was mixed with the quiet fire of the ancient bronze lamp. The high temperature was ten times and a hundred times more terrible than the magma! However, Ziyan didn''t do any harm to it after covering the solitary grave. The orchid swayed lightly and burst out a faint light, absorbing all Ziyan.


    When all the purple inflammation dissipates, the stamens of all orchids show a faint blue, but they soon fade, between the faint blue and the tender yellow, subtly transforming back and forth. If you don''t look carefully, you really can''t see it and won''t notice it.


    "It''s really a nine degree soul burial sunflower!" Tong Xin was just a little suspicious. Unexpectedly, it was true. Her face immediately became dignified: "this kind of flower is also called yin-yang flower and dead spirit flower. It can grow and bloom only in the most evil place of nine Yin. How can they be here... Or so many..."


    Qin''s life is incredible. This grave has been kept for eight years, but there is such a secret! Nine Yin to evil? I don''t feel any evil spirit in this warehouse.


    "Brother-in-law, there may be a big secret in this grave. Do you want to dig it out?" Tong Yan was excited. The dead flowers that became extinct more than 100000 years ago are still in bloom. What kind of secret will be buried in it? There must be a big treasure.


    "The secret in this will never be small." Tong Xin also looked at Qin Ming.


    Qin Ming thought about it and shook his head: "this is the place guarded by the old man. The secrets inside are also his secrets. Even if he wants to open the tomb, he will open it himself."


    Tongyan urged: "let''s open it and have a look, and then bury it quietly. God doesn''t know ghosts."


    Qin Ming shook his head firmly: "with the strength of the old man, I''m afraid this grave is not so easy to open."


    However, the three of them still gathered their divine consciousness to explore the solitary grave. Sure enough, it looked very normal, that is, there was a wooden coffin with white bones buried in it. There is no spiritual power flowing, and there is no spiritual power entrenched. It is very common. But ordinary solitary graves need to bury souls nine times? This must be some kind of camouflage, isolated from the exploration of outsiders.


    "Brother in law, tell us about your old man?" Tong Yan was more curious.


    "Later, maybe one day."


    "Qin Ming?" two familiar faces appeared outside the warehouse door and knocked on the iron door, expecting and nervous.


    "Ding Dian, Han Qianye! Come on, come on in." Qin Ming smiled and greeted warmly.


    Ding Dian and Han Qianye were just afraid that Qin Ming would not look at them. They didn''t expect to be so enthusiastic. They both smiled brightly and walked in quickly with two jars of wine.