Qi Lechuan leaned against the wall and barely stood firm, her expression gloomy.

Qi Jiujiu glanced at her and asked with some disgust, "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head, as if she believed his prediction.

She brushed off the dirt on her body and said to herself, "Did my brother forget my clothes? I was still young at that time. Now that he has grown up, it is normal for him not to recognize me. After all, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

pass."

Qi Jiujiu laughed and said, "You really can find reasons for yourself."

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes a bit stern, "Can your hexagram predict Zhang Qiling?"

The little boy's mouth froze slightly, and he could only respond calmly, "Of course I can't, that's the big boss, and his surname is Zhang."

She looked at him for a few seconds, then chose to let him go for the time being. She held her waist and took two steps, her expression slightly changing.

Qi Jiujiu looked at her limping leg, his eyes darkened a bit, and before leaving, he glanced at the bloody corpse on the ground, feeling that killing it was not enough.

When she turned to leave, he tapped his fingertips, a golden halo appeared, and a spell was attached to the bloody corpse, instantly burning the corpse to death.

Her speed slowed down and she lost her direction again.

This tomb has been modified like a maze. In the dark environment, you can seem to hear a trace of movement, which is insects climbing on the stone wall.

"My brother's knife...where did he get the knife?" she suddenly asked.

The knife she gave him had one section broken, and Zhang Qiling didn't take it with her when she left, but kept it in the Qi family's old house.

Qi Jiujiu's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with some deep meaning, "That knife has a great background. It was filled with evil aura when it was first used. It is also a rare treasure in this world."

Or maybe he thought she was too confident, so he asked, "More than ten years have passed, are you sure he is your brother?"

She nodded seriously, and the young man's eyes became more determined, "It must be my brother, the smell on him is unmistakable."

Qi Jiujiu didn't understand.

She said that people will always change after more than ten years, but the one who will never change is Zhang Qiling. When he appears, he is Zhang Qiling. He is like a god and will never admit his mistakes.

Just after walking out of the cave, we arrived at a cliff. Under the cliff was a huge tree with criss-crossing vines, which was a bit shocking. There was a stone platform more than ten meters high in the tree crown, and a jade bed was placed on the stone platform.

There seemed to be someone lying on the bed.

It was too far away to see clearly. Qi Lechuan stood at the entrance of the cave and glanced at it, then turned around in just a few seconds.

Qi Jiujiu asked, "Why don't you go down and take a look?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm not interested in the tomb. I want to follow my brother and figure out what's going on."

Qi Jiujiu silently looked at her staggering appearance, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Does it hurt?"

Qi Lechuan turned to look at him faintly, "You go and try? That's a stone wall, it almost hit me to death."

Qi Jiujiu was deep in thought. Judging from how thin she was, it would be very painful for her to be hit so hard. He was about to say a few words of comfort to her.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, sneaking a look at the murals in the ear room.

She put her finger on her lips and said "Shhh". Qi Jiujiu retracted his words of comfort and stared at the back, which seemed familiar.

As I got closer, I felt more familiar. A green ghost hand stretched out from the stone wall on the side and moved towards the figure.

Qi Lechuan walked closer and crossed his chest with his hands, looking at each other coldly.

Qi Jiujiu disappeared and floated in the air to watch the excitement.

The figure was tapped on the shoulder by the ghost. He turned around and said "fuck" and flew out. The ghost's hand grabbed his shoulder and his expression changed.

He was even more inquisitive about the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. Seeing that she was wearing a long coat, he tentatively said, "Little nephew?"

The figure's appearance as a young uncle was revealed. It was different from when he was young. He was a little less bookish and a little more calculating. There was no trace of the past on his handsome, slightly mature face.

More than ten years later, Wu Sansheng also saw Xiao Lechuan in a photo. He didn't expect that he looked so outstanding, but he had lost some weight. The soft and cute look he had when he was a child had faded, and he actually had a bit more of an immortal figure.

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Qi Lechuan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, third uncle. My brother chases you here and you don't even know me. Oh, are you playing with Ghost Hands?"

The third uncle frowned. He tried to shake off the ghost hand but couldn't move it at all. He forced a smile and said, "Little nephew, the third uncle didn't expect this. I don't know anyone. His knife was given to him by my uncle."

He meant to save him as soon as possible for the sake of giving her brother a sword.

But the young man pretended that he couldn't see it and said in a calm tone, "They tricked me from Changsha to Shandong. My brother also played with amnesia. Third uncle, I'm not interested in the things in this tomb."

She said she was about to leave, but the third uncle became anxious. The ghost's hand was too strong. He said, "Little nephew, we can keep the little brother and slowly explore why he lost his memory. Save the third uncle first. The third uncle will definitely save him."

Leave."

Qi Lechuan paused, took out a slingshot from the cloth bag, squinted her left eye, and pulled the bow to shoot.

A small mahogany ball shot out from inside, hitting the ghost's hand impartially, and shot directly through it.

As soon as the ghost's hand was released, the third uncle breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at her appearance, this was the second master's marble pathfinding method back then. She changed it into a peach wood ball, which was really a weapon to defeat ghosts.

"Little nephew, come here, let Third Uncle take a good look." He also liked Lechuan, and was even more happy to see that she had grown up. "Not bad, she is tall and has a pretty face, but she is too thin. Is she a

People don’t eat well?”

Qi Lechuan smiled lightly and said, "Third uncle, it would be nice if you could pay more attention to this junior."

"You brat, what are you talking about? Your brother came to buy an ancient black gold sword from me, and I informed you immediately."

"The ancient black gold sword, the one my brother carries?" she asked.

"Yes, it's an ancient weapon. It matches your brother just right."

The two walked through another tomb passage and still reached the edge of the cliff, with the huge ancient tree at the bottom.

Qi Lechuan looked sad, as if he was not interested in this place, "Uncle Third, you can play by yourself, I will go out and block my brother first."

"Little nephew, little nephew, you really have to leave. Hey, how can you get out?" said the third uncle.

She waved to her third uncle, "Don't worry about me, I'm going to dig a robbery hole to get out. I still have my skills."

The third uncle wanted to give her some more advice. After all, with his nephew here, they would be a little safer.

Just suddenly I heard a sound from below.

The third uncle turned around and saw that someone was coming. He hurriedly said, "Don't move. If you take one more step, you will be dead."

When Wu Xie heard that it was his third uncle, his face lit up with joy, "Third uncle, is it you?"

The third uncle was even more excited and said, "Hey, my eldest nephew, where have you gone? I'm worried about the third uncle. Are you not injured?"
Chapter completed!