There are many strange flowers and plants in Qinglong Mountain, and I don’t know what kind of tree this big tree outside the cave is.

The trunks of this tree are covered with sharp thorns as thick as fingers, and no one can climb up.

Maybe the sun was too dazzling, so I raised my hand to cover my forehead and looked around casually. A warm wind blew across the valley, and a strange sound came.

"Flipping ~Flipping ~~~"

This sound is not the sound of flowers, plants and trees moving with the wind, but the sound of a strip of cloth whirling in the wind.

The sound came from the top of this big tree full of spikes.

I squinted my eyes and searched for a long time, and finally saw a branch on the top of the tree with a white cloth hanging. The white cloth was not big, with a wide finger, a strand twenty centimeters long.

If there was no sound, no one would have noticed the strip of white cloth on the tree.

This has a strange speculation - how to hang this cloth strip. There is basically no one around here within a radius of ten miles. Judging from the material, it will not be fragments of the man's clothes, but traces of scratches and tear off the dress.

Lanruo Temple wants to say that there are women, but there are often some women in Mudeming's club.

But by intuition, this white cloth strip itself is not the style or material of modern clothes, and you can even vaguely identify the above few ancient dark green embroidery patterns. This pattern is a popular pattern in the Qing Dynasty, and it is also the fragments of the dress from the man in the coffin!

If it was a hundred-year-old corpse, who would offend and blaspheme? No one would even be brave enough to come to steal corpses and argue with the dead.

So, the person in the coffin was torn torn his dress by the coffin while walking, and then the mountain wind blew the white cloth to the tree?!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sweat!

Only I would think of this strange idea, but it seems to match the logic.

But the passage is extremely absurd!

The small building could not enter, the door on the first floor was sealed with yellow strips, and the club's affairs were exposed, and the police temporarily closed the place.

There seemed to be nothing to be investigated. I was a little disappointed and was about to go down the mountain to leave, but I saw a white high-end car driving down the mountain.

The car stopped outside the temple, an old man walked out of it, and slowly walked up.

I stopped and looked at me with some confusion, wanting to see what the person who came here was and what I was going to do when I came to this desolate temple at this time.

Although the man walked slowly, he had already passed through the temple in the blink of an eye, arrived at the backyard, and walked to a lawn outside the small building.

When he saw the blown hole, his face suddenly changed!

That expression is hard to describe, like anger, mixed with a strange ecstasy!

The sun was extremely sunny, reflecting his straight back. He was tall and thin, and was at least 1.8 meters tall, but he was wearing an extremely old dress and a long white gown hanging down to his feet, giving people a very strange feeling.

He stared at the entrance of the cave for a long time before he came to his senses, looked at me, and walked over.

"Aren't you the guardian here?" He asked, looking at my gentle and gentle dress, his voice loud and powerful.

Although he approached me, it gave me a strange pressure. The closer I got, the more the temperament and natural style the old man exuded!

He can't tell his age, as if he was fifty years old, but his expression between his eyebrows and eyes looked like he had been in his seventies for a hundred years, passing by vicissitudes.

Maybe she is eighty?

Although the sunshine conceals all the glory, it cannot hide his naturally majestic temperament.

The expression and temperament of this person are also extremely elegant and luxurious, and they also exude a natural domineering and majesty. This person must have a very deep background and is a person that cannot be underestimated.

It took me a while to react and said, "Hello! I am a researcher in a downtown library. You always come to this place, is this?"

"I see it once a year." He pointed to the blown-up hole: "There is someone in there. I often come to see her, chat with her, and talk to her."

"But some accidents have occurred here recently. The entrance of this cave... has been blown up. I'm really sorry, are you and the Mu family relatives?" I asked a little apologetically.

The old man's eyes were a little vague, as if he was recalling a long time ago, and he casually said, "Even if it's right, little baby, are you your surname?"

By the way, I am a thirty-year-old, and this is the first time I have been called a little baby!

"My surname is Zhou, Zhou Linjun, the director of the city's library, hello!" I stretched out my hand with a smile and kindness. The other party's hand was very strong, and he snatched it for a while, gentle and thick.

The old man suddenly patted his forehead: "Oh, are you the scientist who invented the preservatives? I know you, I heard that you are very good at studying tombs, archaeology, and biology."

"You can laugh at me with a rough understanding."

"nono!" The old man casually said English, "I have read a few of your papers and novels. It's very amazing. Some American experts appreciate you very much." The old man finally smiled. It seemed that knowledgeable people were very popular with him.

I took the opportunity to look at him carefully and found that the old man was extremely handsome, and that kind of handsomeness was a natural beauty without any trace of sculpting.

Although his skin is a little old, he has few wrinkles, bright eyes, and a very tall and strong body. His face, with a distinctive outline, has a rosy complexion and full of vitality, without any signs of age spots.

"I have been to the research institute and know that you are the researcher responsible for this coffin theft incident. What do you think?" The old man spoke very well and pointed directly at the core.

"The guard Mu Deming didn't take anything away from the coffin. The iron door was replaced with a new lock, but... the person inside disappeared. This is the most worthy of consideration." I also said directly.

The old man nodded with some approval.

"I have an idea." My expression couldn't help but become a little weird: "The person in the coffin walked out by himself, or for some special reason, she did not walk out of the iron gate, but walked out of the cave from another secret passage and left Qinglong Mountain."

I thought that my absurd inference would surprise and make the old man laugh. Who knew that he actually said in agreement: "Very good. Although this statement is absurd, it is the only explanation. Even if the person in the coffin leaves by himself, guess where she will go?"

It would have been crazy to be resurrected by a man who had been dead for a hundred years. Where would she go?

God knows!

What is this old man’s identity and why do he see the person in this coffin every year?

According to common sense, when the person in the coffin is alive, the old man has not been born yet, so could he be her descendant?

Layers of doubts emerged in my heart, I couldn't guess or even see through it.

"I found something, you can take a look." I pointed to the white cloth strip on the tree.

After watching for a long time, the old man suddenly became strange in his expression, and then he slowly said, "She didn't go out of some secret passage, she flew out..."

"What?" I didn't understand for a moment and was also a little confused.

"She flew out... Yu Chu... you didn't lie to me." The old man suddenly became confused and murmured a few vague words.

Flying out? I looked at the white cloth strips on the tree and couldn't help but shivered!

This was so terrifying that the bottom line that my heart was endured was on the verge of collapse.

I felt cold sweat rustling on my forehead, and it took me a while to calm down.

Yes, she flew out!

Because it was flying over the big tree in the air, the long dress was hung with the spikes on the top of the tree, and a strip of cloth on the skirt was torn off!

This explanation fits all the logic, but it still leads to absurd results!

My hands and feet were cold, and I felt that I was not handling a case, but walking into a magical story and losing my mind.

My face must be very ugly. The old man looked at me and helped me in surprise: "You look bad, have you heatstroke?"

"It's okay." I shook my hand, barely stood firm, walked under the big tree, and became silent.
Chapter completed!