After Ma Xiaolan finished speaking, she was about to leave. I took a step across to block Ma Xiaolan's way.
I said, that’s all you’re talking about? Nothing else?
Ma Xiaolan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at me with her clear eyes, "Is there anything else?"
"Why don't you explain your situation?" I looked Ma Xiaolan up and down. If you don't tell me some things, others won't be able to see them. I always felt that there was something weird about Ma Xiaolan.
"What do I want to explain?" Ma Xiaolan didn't leave, took a step back and looked at me and asked.
I said, you really don’t need to explain anything to me, just think that I am overly curious. Regardless of whether you answer or not, I still want to ask you a question. Is there something wrong with your person, or is there something wrong with your clothes? Jingu
Even if I have never seen the person in the tomb, I have heard about it from my grandfather. I have never seen someone like you dressed like a catwalker come to fight upside down since ancient times. Even if you are the first, I don’t understand.
Why are your clothes always spotless? I still remember that those spiders seemed to be afraid of you and couldn't land on you.
Ma Xiaolan actually smiled, and then said: "As expected, he is Long Yan's grandson, and he is really careful in his observations. It doesn't matter if I tell you this. I owe your grandpa a lot of popularity, including one."
As Ma Xiaolan said this, she stretched out her hand and touched her head. Then she showed her hand in front of my eyes. I saw that in her hand she was holding a hairpin five or six centimeters long, like a hairpin used by ancient women.
The thing, the thing was transparent, so I kept plugging it into my head and I didn’t pay attention.
I don't understand what Ma Xiaolan means. Why did my grandfather give her a hairpin? What does this hairpin have to do with the question I asked?
Ma Xiaolan explained that this hairpin was given to her by my grandfather. It is called a dust-proof needle. As long as you carry this thing with you, your body will be spotless, and even some dirty bugs will not be able to get close to it.
I took it and took a look. It didn't look like anything special. It was just as clear as white crystal with a few cracks inside. My grandfather had many good things, including valuable antiques and interesting gadgets.
My grandfather also collects, but I have never heard him mention that he actually has such a treasure.
Ma Xiaolan said, "You don't have to look at me like that. Your grandfather hides his secrets. Even if you haven't seen him, it's nothing strange."
I thought to myself that the old man probably fell in love with Ma Xiaolan's beauty. He didn't even show me such a precious thing, so he gave it away for no reason. I became even more curious about the relationship between these two people.
"Return the things to me when you are clear about it. Don't forget what I said." Ma Xiaolan said, taking back the dust-proof needle in my hand and inserting it back into his head. When he turned around, he said again, "
Since you are still so afraid of water, and you know that the Lord of Hell is still coveting your life, are you running to a place like this because you don’t want to live?”
I took a step forward and walked beside Ma Xiaolan. I was shocked. How could Ma Xiaolan know that the Lord of Hell was coveting my life? He even knew about my drowning. Even my grandfather didn't know about it. Although I drowned,
It was my grandfather who rescued me, but I never mentioned to my grandfather that I was always running for my life.
This is strange. I know I am not surprised. As the organizer of us people, he naturally knows our details thoroughly. But how does this Ma Xiaolan know? How come the whole world seems to know me?
Understand everything clearly.
Ma Xiaolan seemed to understand what I was thinking, and said: "Don't be surprised, do you think you can hide it from everyone? That's just your self-deception. The old man is so cunning and cunning, you are his grandson, he can
I wonder how many hairs you have on your body?"
Hearing what Ma Xiaolan said, I understood a little bit. Sure enough, I still couldn't hide my grandfather, that old and cunning guy. He had always pretended not to know anything. Turns out he knew everything clearly. He had always pretended to have feelings for me.
Woolen cloth.
After walking a few steps, Ma Xiaolan turned her head and said, "I'm not wearing this clothes to show you, nor am I here to walk on the catwalk. This 2c dragon suit can save my life if necessary!"
I thought to myself that there was really a ghost. Ma Xiaolan seemed to be able to read minds. She could see through everything I thought. This feeling of being stripped naked and watching was not pleasant at all. Mainly because I always felt that the old man was with me.
She said something she shouldn't have said, and she felt a chill running down her spine.
Ma Xiaolan returned to his team and started discussing with Ace and Neil again. I didn't follow him anymore. I turned around and saw Hua Bubai and Eleven not far away, so I walked towards them.
Only then was I able to observe the structure of this place. This tomb was quite spacious. It could be seen from the surrounding walls that it was definitely built artificially. The walls seemed to be made of huge stones. If it was close to the current ancient
In the case of tombs, the walls are usually made of some ancient building materials, or bricks and the like. If they are piled with stones, it can only be said that the tomb is really very old.
Except for the stone wall, the surrounding area of the tomb and the water pool were empty. I walked toward Shi Yi and Hua Bubai and saw a coffin in front of them. At this time, I felt cold. How could this be related to the stone wall?
My dreams are so similar! I couldn't help but think of the previous situation where the mouse's dream came true. Could it be that I had another prophetic dream?
Thinking about it, I had already walked behind Hua Bubai and Shiyi, and saw a sarcophagus in front of them. It was two meters by two meters in size. It was square and square. It didn't look like a coffin, but more like a coffin.
There was a big bed. There were several bottles and cans placed around the coffin. They all looked very old, as if they were made of clay, without any patterns. Even I learned a lot about them from my grandfather.
With my knowledge of antiques, I can't figure out the origin of these bottles and jars, let alone their age.
This place was a little far away from where Ma Xiaolan and the others were building a fire, and the light was relatively dim. Hua Bubai took out a flashlight and shined it on the coffin. Then he said with excitement on his face, "Such a big coffin,
There should be a lot of funerary objects inside!"
He didn't even feel that I was behind him. This scene seemed to be a reappearance of my dream. I looked up at the top of the coffin with some trepidation. I didn't see the pair of red eyes that woke me up, so I relaxed.
One breath.
When he saw the coffin, Eleven was also very excited, but he was a little worried about Ma Xiaolan and the others. Eleven told Hua Bubai not to take action yet, and that he should wait for Ma Xiaolan and the others to come over.
"Looking at their appearance, I don't know how long we have to wait." Hua Bubai was obviously a little impatient. He hadn't entered the ancient tomb for a long time. It was rare to see such an ancient tomb. He couldn't wait for a long time and wished he could go up there right now.
The lid of the coffin was lifted to see what treasures were inside.
I was a little scared. If the dream just now is the same as my previous dream, then it means that there are not only us in this tomb, but also something else. Who are those eyes and that black shadow?
Something cold came up from the soles of my feet, swimming around in my blood vessels like ice shards.
I grabbed Hua Bubai, who was about to step forward, with one hand, "Don't go there!"
Hua Bubai was startled by me, turned around and looked at me and asked me what I was doing.
I'm afraid they wouldn't believe it if I told them about the dream, so I didn't say anything. I looked at Eleven and said, "Ma Xiaolan and the others are still here, don't act rashly."
Hua Bubai turned around and looked at Ma Xiaolan over there, and then looked at the coffin in front of her with some reluctance. Finally, she held back and went back to Mo Yibai with me to warm up by the fire. After coming out of the water, her clothes were all the time.
It's not dry yet, and it's extremely uncomfortable to feel wet all over.
I sat next to Mo Yibai and looked at Mo Yibai. I was very curious about what Mo Yibai did. There were four of us, one was a killer and part-time archaeologist, one was a reverse fighter, and the other was an exorcist.
None of them are simple. We can only speculate that Mo Yibai is not a simple person, but we can't tell what Mo Yibai actually does.
After about half an hour, everyone was almost done warming up by the fire, their clothes were dry, and Paul applied medicine to everyone who was injured. Ma Xiaolan called us over to sit with them.
Ma Xiaolan pointed to the coffin over there and said, "We plan to open the coffin."
This was something we expected. It would be strange to not open the coffin to see if there was anything good inside. But we didn’t expect Ma Xiaolan to greet us before opening the coffin.
I have some lingering fears about the situation in the previous dream. The red eyes were too scary. There must be something that shouldn't exist in this place. Things are unpredictable. If something really happens, I will be in trouble.
The first objection was that I wanted to advise them not to open the coffin, as it would be disrespectful to the deceased.
But before Ma Xiaolan could say anything, Shiyi looked at me and said, when did you respect the dead so much? Everyone is dead, it doesn’t matter whether he respects the dead or not!
Hua Bubai Lanhua raised her finger, pointed at my forehead and said, "Second Master, you can change your name to Wu Ye, Wu Gu Ye!"
I know these people are determined to open the coffin, and it’s useless to talk about it. If I tell them about my dream, I’m afraid they won’t believe it, and they will probably laugh at my nonsense. No matter what, I can only
If you take one step at a time, Ma Xiaolan and the others look like they are determined to win, and there is nothing they can do to stop them.
Ma Xiaolan did not let too many people go to the sarcophagus, but took the four of us, Ace and Neil to the edge of the coffin. Ace and Neil pondered and observed beside the sarcophagus.
I stood next to Ma Xiaolan, watching Ace and Neil's fumbling with some trepidation. I didn't know what was in the coffin, and my heart was beating hard.