Chapter 825 - Chapter 825: The goddess is related to the evil (1)
Chapter 825: The goddess is related to the evil (1)
abandon the world, abandon all fame and fortune, just to be together for a lifetime.
“But have you been together for long?”
“Is this what you’ve been looking forward to?” Lu huaijiang said in a low voice.
There were still traces of rubbing on the Jade slip, which showed that the owner had taken great care of it.
Lulu’s footsteps were heard, and Lu huaijiang stuffed the Jade slip into his arms out of reflex.
His heart was pounding.
“Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, there are many beautiful Jade butterflies behind you. Look, there are so many Jade butterflies …”
Lulu bounced over and grabbed Lu huaijiang’s wrist. Lu huaijiang followed her into the depths of the stone chamber.
As expected, there was a Jade butterfly dancing inside.
“It’s said that there are many Jade butterflies in the depths of the netherworld, and they are formed from the obsessions of the human world.” Lu huaijiang looked at the dancing Yu die from afar. The smooth and lustrous lines on Yu die’s body emitted light in the dark.
“However, the netherworld closed its gate a thousand years ago, causing the netherworld to be imbalanced. Until now, the netherworld and the human world are both closed. Where did this Jade butterfly come from? Did the goddess leave it for the first emperor?” Lu huaijiang frowned.
“Perhaps the evil in the human world is related to that goddess.” Lu huaijiang muttered in a low voice.
Lulu stopped in his tracks and bent down.”Ah,” he said. He suddenly wailed.
Lu huaijiang’s hair stood on end in fear. He stepped forward nervously, only to see Lulu clutching her heart with a pale face.”My heart suddenly hurts.” Her little face was scrunched up.
It was rumored that it was a Jade butterfly formed from an obsession. Other than that obsession, it was a Jade butterfly that was close to almost no one.
At this moment, they were all lingering around her, resting on her shoulders, on the tip of her nose, on the tip of her hair, and on the corner of her skirt.
A Jade butterfly circled around Lu huaijiang’s body, but it never stopped.
Lulu ignored the pain in his heart and said with a pale face, “”There are so many moths that like me.”
Lu huaijiang …
so beautiful, so beautiful … The Jade butterfly has already disappeared for a thousand years, yet there’s still a Jade butterfly in the tomb.” Lulu was running around in the Jade butterfly.
The Jade butterfly that was circling around Lu huaijiang finally landed on his chest.
The wings moved slightly, and Lu huaijiang felt that his heartbeat resonated with the movement of the Jade butterfly’s wings.
It was as if he and Yu die were born together.
From the moment he came to the mausoleum, Lu huaijiang was in a daze. He always felt that he had taken back something that originally belonged to him.
“Aiya, the Jade butterfly has disappeared. Had their obsession disappeared? Is the first emperor’s obsession to wait for that goddess or to live forever?” Lulu was reluctant to leave, his face full of disappointment.
The Jade butterfly dispersed and the stone room became empty.
“So much gold. When I run out of money, I’ll come to the gold ingots in the stone room.” Lulu said like a little money-grubber.
Lu huaijiang couldn’t help laughing.
She led Lulu out of the stone room and found a few more bodies outside the passage.
Seeing the two of them come out safe and sound, all of the civil and military officials ‘eyes widened.
But Her Majesty didn’t want to mention it, and no one dared to ask.
The little girl beside him was easy to bully, but unfortunately, she had the emperor’s back, so no one dared to make a sound.
“Since the tomb of the first emperor has appeared, let’s dig it out. We’ll merge the things in the mausoleum with the Imperial mausoleum.” Lu huaijiang said in a deep voice.
Since the first emperor’s obsession had disappeared, the mausoleum was no longer important.
Lu huaijiang suddenly tightened his grip on Lulu’s wrist.
His obsession …
Lu huaijiang took a deep breath, his brows were filled with lingering sorrow.