Chapter 49: Bai Family Back Mountain, White Jade

After sending Zhao Wentai out of the yard, Bai Mingxue returned to the room.

She lifted Bai Xiaoqing's hair, her eyes flickering.

"This Zhao Wentai is probably here for the so-called treasure."

"It seems that he is not quite sure what the treasure is, but Xiaoqing's hair can be used to identify it!"

"In that case..."

Lin Qingyun's figure appeared in Bai Mingxue's mind.

"Da Hu said that he might have a way to cure Xiaoqing."

For some reason, Lin Qingyun and Zhao Wentai both said so, but she trusted Lin Qingyun's words more.

She decided to wait for half a month and then take a hair of Bai Xiaoqing with her.

She really wanted to know how much Zhao Wentai knew.

...

After Zhao Wentai walked out of Bai Mingxue's yard, he walked leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"Your Highness, that girl seems to dislike you very much~"

"She will marry into the palace in a few months, and she is still so unreasonable..."

At this time, the blood knife man behind him chuckled and said.

"Hehe, so what~"

"If you don't like it, then don't like it. Anyway, the final outcome will not change."

"No matter what, if you want to find the missing Bai Qinian, her blood is indispensable."

Zhao Wentai looked indifferent, with a sneer on his lips.

"This Bai Mingxue must know something, but she is very meticulous and can't find any flaws."

"Then do you want a subordinate..." The blood knife man lowered his voice and said fiercely.

"No need, now we should focus on safety. Seeing Bai Xiaoqing's condition, I roughly know the truth." Zhao Wentai waved his sleeves.

"Hehe, Burial Heaven Scripture... The Bai family is really lucky~~"

"But we still have to take that hair back as soon as possible and ask the national teacher to identify it before we can make a decision."

Zhao Wentai's eyes were full of passion and greed.

"Xue Ming, go and inform Yuzhi that we will set off tomorrow." Zhao Wentai ordered the blood knife man.

"Going back so early..." The blood knife man was a little surprised.

"Big brother and his friends are not easy to deal with. How can we not go back as soon as possible?" Zhao Wentai said coldly.

"Yes, Your Highness!!" The blood knife man said with a bow.

Zhao Wentai stood with his hands folded and looked at the sky: "Hehe, big brother, this time, let's see what you can use to compete with me!!"

The next day.

Zhao Wentai's motorcade has been ready, and with the farewell of the three major families, it slowly drove away from Mufeng City.

In the carriage, Zhao Yuzhi crossed her arms and pouted her mouth, looking reluctant.

"My royal brother is really, I want to play for two more days, but I have to go back so soon!!"

After sending Zhao Wentai and his friends away, the senior executives of the Bai family returned to the Bai family.

"You didn't let it slip..." Bai Wenjing looked at the senior executives and said in a serious tone.

"Don't worry, big brother, we have been cautious for ten years, can we still be exposed at this time~~" The senior executives assured.

"I'll go see Yu'er, you guys go do your own things."

"By the way, hold a grand funeral for Wenxiong in two days, and tell the public that he died of the pain of losing his son, which caused the recurrence of his old injuries."

Bai Wenjing said indifferently.

Indeed, since returning yesterday, Bai Wenxiong has not been among these high-level officials.

"Wenxiong, this guy, almost killed us all!!"

"He actually wanted to collude with the third prince, fortunately we found out in time..."

The high-level officials did not feel any sadness for Bai Wenxiong's death, but showed hatred instead.

Bai Wenjing did not stop them.

He walked towards the back mountain of the Bai family.

The back mountain of the Bai family is relatively secluded and quiet, with only a small path leading to the outside world, and two rows of green bamboos planted next to it.

The breeze blew, and the green bamboos made a rustling sound.

Bai Wenjing followed the path and came to the back mountain.

This is where the Bai family members are buried, and tombs are placed here.

Bai Wenjing walked to the last row, in front of an inconspicuous mound.

On the tombstone in front, four big characters were engraved.

Tomb of Bai Yu

Next to it was a line of small characters, which read: ‘Bai Yu’s father Bai Wenjing Li’

The person buried here was actually Bai Wenjing’s son!!

In the eyes of the outside world, Bai Wenjing’s son Bai Yu died at the age of seven, and now it has been nearly ten years.

Bai Wenjing had a blank expression on his face. He looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one noticed him.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the spiritual power gathered in his palm, and then slapped it on the tombstone.

Buzz——

The spiritual power was injected into the tombstone, and the tombstone suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint light shone from the tombstone.

At this time, only a crackling sound was heard.

A passage suddenly appeared in the open space in front of the tombstone, leading to the bottom of the tombstone.

Seeing this, Bai Wenjing hurriedly walked down the passage, and when his figure disappeared, the passage was closed again.

He walked along the passage to the end, where there was a tomb covering an area of ​​seven or eight square meters.

It was pitch black here, extremely cold and damp, and a cold breath penetrated into Bai Wenjing's pores, making him shiver.

You know, he is a sixth-grade warrior, and he has long been immune to cold and heat, but he felt cold because of this cold air.

He took out a fire starter and lit the candle on the wall of the tomb. The flame of the candle was pale and no temperature could be felt.

The tomb was lit up, and Bai Wenjing could see the huge coffin on the stone platform in the center of the tomb.

The Yin Qi in the tomb was all emitted from the coffin.

"Yu'er?!"

"Yu'er! Are you awake?!"

Bai Wenjing came to the side of the coffin and called softly.

Kacha~~

As soon as he finished speaking, the lid of the coffin was suddenly pushed open, revealing a gap.

"Father!"

"Is it you?!"

A slightly childish voice came out from the coffin.

Then, the coffin lid was overturned by a huge force, and a pale and withered arm stretched out.

"It's me, Yu'er!"

"Father is here to see you!!"

Bai Wenjing said softly.

Then, inside the coffin, a figure slowly sat up.

He was a child who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. His skin was extremely white and his body was thin. Although his facial features were three-dimensional and delicate, he had a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes and exuded an evil aura.

His current state seemed to be somewhat similar to Bai Xiaoqing, except that Bai Xiaoqing had been in a coma, while he could move freely.

"Yu'er."

"The first volume of the Heaven Burial Scripture, how is your practice going?!"

Bai Wenjing asked.