"What……"

Anna leaned closer to his ear and said, "Beiyang, I brought Jiuse."

A moment later, Qin Beiyang saw another face. The twelve-year-old girl inherited her mother's beauty, with glazed eyes, long black hair, and nearly transparent skin. She also inherited someone's heroic spirit, high nose bridge, plump heaven, and three-dimensional facial features.

She is Jiuse, Anna's daughter.

The little girl looked at Qin Beiyang in a daze, both strange and familiar, as if she was watching an exhibition of ancient Egyptian mummies in a museum. On her shoulder was an ancient black cat, which stretched out her body like a snake. Qin Beiyang recognized this cat, which came from the tomb of Princess Yongtai, the sister of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty.

"Qi…Ji…Se…"

Qin Beiyang slowly called out the girl's name, but the girl shook her head and replied: "My name is Qin Jiuse."

He understood, but he didn't understand, he could only blink his eyelids.

Anna put her head over, hugged her daughter and said, "Well, her name is Qin Jiuse. She is your daughter, she is our daughter."

"My......" Qin Beiyang's lips were trembling, "We...Our......"

"Well, don't you remember it? In the Arctic Ice Sea, in the Vikings' tomb, in that secret room..."

"Remember……"

Qin Beiyang's nose began to twitch, but he could no longer shed tears.

"You are my dad?"

Xiao Jiuse blinked and reached out to touch Qin Beiyang's face. His body was already terrible. He was rolled up by a blanket, like a shroud, and his arms and legs had become medical waste.

Father and daughter recognize each other.

Qin Beiyang could not raise his hand, and even his neck could not be turned. He just looked straight at his daughter's face, as if he saw himself when he was a teenager.

Jiuse didn't know what to call him? His eyes were filled with a trace of diaphragm. After all, the twelve years of grace of raising and the love between father and daughter were still on the other side of Qiyuanshan.

This is not the first time she has seen Qin Beiyang.

Compared to Qin Beiyang's reaction when he was nine years old when he saw his biological father in the underground palace of Emperor Guangxu, the twelve-year-old Jiuse is so calm that perhaps the thousand-year-old black cat entrenched on her shoulders gave her some courage to face history.

Jiuse has no joy, no sadness, and no doubts. This attitude of neither sadness nor joy, nor increasing nor decreasing made Qin Beiyang breathe rapidly and stare at Anna's eyes: "Why... why... not... earlier... tell me..."

"This is my fault! Sorry, Beiyang, sorry, Jiuse!"

At this moment, Qin Beiyang and Xiao Jiuse are the only two important people in Ouyang Anna's life.

Qin Beiyang, who was lying in the coffin, sighed that he had lost one nine colors, but got another nine colors.

Lost in the east corner, harvest in the east.

It’s a pity that when will the lost body come back?

Qin Beiyang lay in the ancient tomb of the Spring and Autumn Period for a month, and the summer of 1932 was almost here.

His language function has been fully restored, his tongue, throat, and vocal cords have been healed, and his neck can be rotated most, and he can even make the movements of tilting his neck and bowing his head. However, his spine is paralyzed, and his internal organs are instinctively squirming, and others are required to serve him in diet and excretion. Anna and Jiuse assume the role of his nanny and nurse.

Qin Beiyang asked Anna again: "You come to serve me every day, what should I do if the far mountain is there? After all, he is your husband."

"More than three years ago, I divorced Qi Yuanshan."

"divorce?"

In Qin Beiyang's dictionary, this word appeared for the first time. It seemed that only foreigners had this concept in the past. How could it be the Chinese turn?

"Well, didn't the last emperor divorce his concubine?"

Qin Beiyang smiled bitterly and said, "I am the last one to know."

"Yuanshan and I kept this secret just for our daughter and did not tell others." Anna breathed a sigh of relief, "Now, since Jiuse already knows that her surname is Qin but not Qi, there is no need to hide it anymore."

A month ago, Ouyang Anna told Jiuse this secret.

Jiuse doesn't believe it. Since the day she was born, she has regarded Qi Yuanshan as her father. For twelve years, Qi Yuanshan has also loved her very much and regarded her as her biological daughter. The daughter grew up day by day, and Ouyang Anna thought she could keep the secret forever. But she found that she couldn't do it. A few years ago, Anna moved back to Shanghai, and Qi Yuanshan's military career could not be with her wife. Although she and Jiuse lived a prosperous life like a queen and princess, they always felt that something was missing? After seeing Qin Beiyang again, she wanted to tell this secret countless times, tell Qin Beiyang, and also told Jiuse, but she always swallowed it back. She was afraid that Qin Beiyang would hate her and Qi Yuanshan. She was also afraid that Jiuse would hate this sudden father.

After the initial huge doubts, shock and resistance, the twelve-year-old girl understood that it was not something that anyone could save, but a guy named fate, and a problem that he gave to her mother was also a problem that she had given to her.

Most girls could not bear the smell in the tomb at all, and Anna had to run out from time to time to take a few breaths, otherwise she would feel suffocated. Jiuse was born to like this smell, which was half inherited from the genes of the Qin tomb-makers, and half because she was born by the Guhuniao tomb-suppressing beast and raised it in the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty. When Ouyang Anna opened the lid of the Ming Dynasty coffin and revealed Qin Beiyang's half-dead true face, Jiuse was not afraid.

"In this way, I am betrayed the distant mountains."

"I'm the one who has to let you down!" Ouyang Anna stretched out her finger and touched Qin Beiyang's lips. "But you don't have to worry about Yuanshan, he is in a state of pride. Two months ago, Qi Yuanshan went to Nanjing to serve as the Central Military Commission. It is said that Mr. Dai, who is in power in the court and the opposition, played a crucial role."

"I don't understand politics, it seems that the distant mountains have a future. What's the difference between me and dead people now?"

"Beiyang, I don't allow you to say such things. No matter what, you must live."

"Give me a reason? I, like a walking corpse, have no possibility of revenge. Living in this world is just to endure endless torture. It is even more miserable than the young king who was executed by lingchi."

"Because you are the last successor of the Qin Tombsman clan! Three thousand years of skills and secrets! You can't break it in your hands."

This sentence completely awakened Qin Beiyang, recalling the time when he was confined to the underground palace of the Xiling Qing Dynasty more than 20 years ago and followed his father Qin Customs to learn skills.

Qin Beiyang closed his eyes and took an hour to take the exam, as if it had been for a thousand years.

"We Qin clan have a short lifespan because of contact with tomb-controlling beasts. It is a miracle that my father can live to nearly 60 years old. Most tribes often die at the age of thirty, just like my age. But my father told me that "Qin Family Tombmakers' Mirror" contains methods that can extend our lifespan."

Ouyang Anna's eyes shined: "What is it?"

"What a pity, the book "Qin Family Tombmakers' Mirror" handed down by my father was originally buried in the mountain temple in Luotuo Village, west of Beijing. I wonder who robbed him?"

Anna lie down on the edge of the coffin and asked, "Can there be a copy?"

"The Qin Tombmaker's Essay in my collection is a copy, so there are several pages of errors and missing. The original was taken away by Qin and Jin, the ancestor of Qin in the Southern Song Dynasty, seven hundred years ago."

"Qin and Jin are Qin Jin, the first generation of the great venerable of the Craftsmen Alliance?"

Over the years, Ouyang Anna has also been involved in the war between the Assassin Alliance and the Craftsmen Alliance, and has heard of it.

"At that time, it happened to the Battle of Xiangyang, there were two brothers in the tombsman's house. The elder brother Qin Jin was abducted by the Mongolian army with the original version of "Qin's Tombsman's Archive", and the younger brother Qin Chu fled south with the copy and reproduced the bloodline of my family. Qin Jin followed the Mongolian army to the west and used craftsmen's craftsmanship to make tools to conquer Assassin's Heavenly Garden. Later, Qin Jin crossed the sea to Europe. As the top craftsmen in the world, he founded the Alliance of Craftsmen and became the first great venerable. More than ten years ago, I discovered the coffin of the great venerable Qin Jin on the tower of Notre Dame de Paris in France. "

"If Qin Jin's coffin was in Notre Dame Cathedral, maybe there was also the original version of "Qin's Tombsman's Essay"?"

"Maybe……"
Chapter completed!