Seeing Ma Xingping, who had been on the verge of death, suddenly gain strength as if injected with adrenaline, the crowd didn't breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, their hearts were in their throats.
Everyone worried it was a deathbed resurgence.
Ma Jinxuan held her breath, her eyes red, not daring to breathe for a long time as she stared intently at Ma Xingping.
If it weren't for Ma Xingping back then, Ma Jinxuan wouldn't know whose hardship she would be suffering now.
For so many years, the two relied on each other, wandering the streets and enduring hardships, often going hungry. But no matter how great the difficulties, Ma Xingping never allowed Ma Jinxuan to suffer any grievance.
If Ma Xingping had any achievement worth mentioning in his life, it might be that "he was a good brother."
Ma Jinxuan absolutely could not imagine what a world without Ma Xingping would be like.
"Old Jin."
Yan Shouyi called out softly, reminding Old Jin to quickly check Ma Xingping's condition.
Old Jin was naturally not idle. He gently grabbed Ma Xingping's wrist, feeling his pulse with his fingers.
No one spoke, as if any sound would affect Old Jin's judgment.
A few seconds later, Old Jin breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Ma Xingping's pulse is gradually becoming steady and strong. It seems the curse has been lifted."
At that moment, the sound of everyone taking deep breaths filled the room, and everyone relaxed.
Ma Jinxuan couldn't hold back and tears streamed down her face, crying and laughing at the same time.
Lin Zhitong hugged Ma Jinxuan, gently patting her back to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay. It seems the Yang Ling Hu Fu was indeed the key to breaking the curse."
At the same time, a new question arose in Lin Zhitong's mind: who had cast such a powerful curse on Ma Xingping?
"I'll have someone go to the kitchen to cook some porridge for Xingping. He's just recovered from a serious illness and can't eat anything else, so he can only drink porridge to nourish his stomach first."
Despite being a burly man, Qin Liuye was quite considerate.
He walked out of the room with a smile, leaving Yan Shouyi and the others to accompany Ma Xingping. Da Feng Fiction Network.
A few minutes later, Ma Xingping's consciousness finally cleared. He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was too hoarse, making it sound as if white smoke was rising from his throat.
Fortunately, after Ma Jinxuan fed him a few sips of water, his complexion improved considerably.
Ma Jinxuan cradled Ma Xingping's head and said, "Brother, it was Yan Shouyi and the others who saved you."
Ma Xingping's eyes still seemed a bit unfocused. His memory was probably still stuck at the time he escaped to Qin Liuye's place. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Yan Shouyi and the others.
However, after hearing Ma Jinxuan's brief explanation, Ma Xingping realized that Yan Shouyi and the others had saved him.
He gratefully said thank you to Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi smiled and said, "Your body hasn't recovered yet. Lie down and rest well. We won't disturb you further."
But before Yan Shouyi could stand up to leave, Ma Xingping suddenly grabbed the corner of Yan Shouyi's clothes, seeming to have something to say.
"What is it?"
Yan Shouyi frowned, bent down, and leaned his ear closer.
Ma Xingping said with great difficulty, "Qin Shi Huang's tomb... inside the tomb... someone wants to see... see you..."
Yan Shouyi was stunned.
Someone in Qin Shi Huang's tomb wants to see me?!
Who did Ma Xingping see in Qin Shi Huang's tomb? Was it a living person or a dead person? A ghost or a god?
In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Yan Shouyi's mind: other tomb robbers, Li Genmiao, Qin Shi Huang himself... But Yan Shouyi dismissed them one by one, leaving only two words.
The Imperial Tutor.
The Imperial Tutor of the Qing Jiang Kingdom!
After the fall of the Yu Shu Kingdom and the Qing Jiang Kingdom, the Imperial Tutor took half of the soul of the princess of the Yu Shu Kingdom to the northern foot of Mount Li, saying he was looking for a place of great ill omen.
Later, Yan Shouyi speculated that this place of great ill omen was Qin Shi Huang's tomb.
The sword case of the Ancestral Dragon Sword, brought to Yan Shouyi by Ma Jinxuan, also contained a sentence that made Yan Shouyi's hair stand on end.
And now, Ma Xingping personally delivered the message!
Everything seemed to point to one conclusion—
The Imperial Tutor was in Qin Shi Huang's tomb!
Moreover, this person had predicted thousands of years ago that Yan Shouyi would enter Qin Shi Huang's tomb in this life, so he had already made preparations to wait for him.
Thinking of this, Yan Shouyi's expression involuntarily turned grim.
Now that he knew the Imperial Tutor was waiting for him in Qin Shi Huang's tomb and might have already set up a trap, Yan Shouyi had no choice but to go in.
Because he had to save Lin Zhitong.
Lin Zhitong also realized everything. She took Yan Shouyi's hand and comforted him, "I still have plenty of time. At worst, we can prepare more thoroughly next time and enter Qin Shi Huang's tomb."
Yan Shouyi took a deep breath and comforted Lin Zhitong in return, "At least we can confirm that the Imperial Tutor is in the tomb, he won't run away."
Lin Zhitong's soul was incomplete, and she had not lived past thirty in several lifetimes.
To spend this life together, Yan Shouyi was determined to make a trip to the imperial mausoleum.
Learning that the Imperial Tutor was in the imperial mausoleum meant having a target, which was better than aimlessly searching.
Ma Xingping was very tired. After saying those words, he fell asleep.
Fortunately, Old Jin saw that his complexion was slowly recovering, so everyone didn't worry.
After settling Ma Xingping, Ma Jinxuan directly approached Yan Shouyi and the others and said seriously:
"Although I don't know why you are going into Qin Shi Huang's tomb, nor who is waiting for you inside, you saved my brother this time, and I should repay you. If you plan to go to the imperial mausoleum, please let me lead the way."
Ma Jinxuan was a Mojin Xiaowei and had entered Qin Shi Huang's tomb before, so she was naturally the best choice for a guide.
Yan Shouyi had no reason to refuse, he just nodded in agreement. As for when to go down to the tomb, he needed to consider it carefully.
Regardless, one of the worries hanging over everyone's hearts had been resolved, and everyone felt a little more relaxed, not as anxious as they were last night.
After settling the Ma siblings, Yan Shouyi and the others temporarily returned to the hotel to rest.
On the way back to the hotel, Taohua Ying curiously observed the outside world, often asking amusing questions, but Lin Zhitong patiently answered each time.
This actually made Taohua Ying develop a slight sense of dependence on Lin Zhitong.
Clearly, Taohua Ying was an old female ghost who had lived for hundreds of years.
Lin Zhitong's gentleness and patience could even melt the heart of this century-old female ghost.
This was Lin Zhitong's strength. Her charm surpassed her power, yet she didn't give anyone any sense of oppression, which was why Yan Shouyi believed she could successfully become the sect leader of the Lushan Sect.
After returning to the hotel, the sisters Lin Yu and Lin Yin, who knew nothing of what had happened, had already prepared soup for Lin Zhitong in advance under Ye Chengfu's arrangement.
However, Taohua Ying had successfully entered her role and directly took over the work of Lin Yu and Lin Yin, personally serving the soup to Lin Zhitong. This caused the status of the two younger sisters to drop by one level, from "assistants" to "cooks."
However, the two had no complaints, as they were all serving Lin Zhitong.
It was just that when Taohua Ying was serving the soup, she couldn't help but exclaim "Yee" and look at Lin Zhitong's stomach.
Lin Zhitong also noticed Taohua Ying's gaze and sighed inwardly, realizing that women understood women best.
She could only subtly shake her head. Taohua Ying seemed to understand something, so she didn't mention the soup again and served it to Lin Zhitong with a smile.