Chapter 293 Xuanyuan Royal Family

But the old man's skill is unfathomable, and his temperament is not easy to figure out.

An old monster who can sleep in a coffin is hard to deduce with common sense.

Without a good method, Jing Ye and Su Wanyi could only sit on the ground first.

Jing Ye looked around and looked around.

"Wanyi, don't you think the murals in this room are a bit strange?" Jing Ye asked Su Wanyi.

"Dragon, phoenix, patterns that can only be used in royal tombs, but this is the underground palace of the imperial tomb, so there is nothing strange about having these patterns."

"No." Jing Ye stared at the murals on the wall, "I always feel that they are alive."

"Alive?" Su Wanyi looked at the wall again.

The murals are indeed carved lifelike, but it doesn't make people feel that they are alive, right?

But Su Wanyi felt that Jing Ye must have a reason for saying this.

"Brother Jing, what else do you see?" Su Wanyi asked Jing Ye.

Jing Ye got up and began to observe the murals on the wall more closely.

Reach out and touch the raised carved pattern on the wall, and a relief dragon comes alive.

"hiss--"

The raised dragon scales scratched Jing Ye's finger.

A drop of blood was left on the mural.

Blood soaked into the stone.

The stone suddenly lit up, first the area in front of it, and after a short while the front walls all lit up, and finally the four walls and the murals on the roof of the main stone room lit up.

what happened?

what happened?

Suddenly the white-haired old man lying in the sarcophagus jumped up to Jing Ye and grabbed his collar.

"Who are you?!"

The old man reacted tremendously.

"I……"

"what's your name?!"

"My name is Jing Ye."

"Jing Ye? Surnamed Jing? Impossible! You are a descendant of my Xuanyuan royal family!"

"Senior, you made a mistake, how could I be a member of the royal family." Jing Ye said.

"You are, you must be, the murals in the underground palace of the Xuanyuan Royal Family are only sensitive to the blood of the Xuanyuan Royal Family!"

Su Wanyi suddenly thought of something, and asked Jing Ye, "Could it be your biological father, your biological father may have something to do with the Xuanyuan royal family?"

"I...my mother never mentioned my biological father to me, except this time he sent someone to arrest me, so I don't have the slightest impression of him." Jing Ye replied.

Hearing this, the old man slowly let go of Jing Ye's clothes.

The old man looked at Jing Ye with complicated eyes.

"Senior, you shouldn't be the Great Elder of the Imperial Tomb Guard?" Su Wanyi looked at the old man and guessed.

The old man was lying in the dragon coffin. This behavior was very strange. If it was a great elder, no matter how high his status in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum was, he was not a member of the royal family and could not overstep like this.

The old man did not dismiss Su Wanyi's guess.

The old man sighed, then looked at Jing Ye and said, "If my guess is correct, you should be my grandson."

What?

grandson?

"You... who are you?" Jing Ye asked.

"I guess, the senior is probably His Majesty the late emperor?" Su Wanyi said.

His Majesty the First Emperor should have passed away twenty years ago, but the information in front of him only points to this answer.

"It's better that you are smarter." The old man looked at Jing Ye with some disgust and said, "Why are the descendants of my Xuanyuan family not as smart as an ordinary person?"

"I wonder if senior can tell us what's going on?" Su Wanyi asked.

The old man sighed again, "It's probably God's will. No one has broken into this imperial mausoleum for 20 years. You two accidentally broke in today, and one of them turned out to be someone who is related to me by blood."