New White Snake Asking Immortals

Black, black is not very quiet in the middle of winter.

The paper umbrella illuminates the courtyard, and there are pottery figurines with different postures and looks everywhere. They look like maids and servants, or they are sweeping or serving tea, fruits, and fruits. They are very strange, and their expressions are lifelike.

With a super greedy sense of smell, he found the smell of gold, and looked at the house with red eyes.

Keep paper umbrellas away.

He gently removed the rusted bronze door and got into the house. The red light in his eyes lit up the small room. In the silent room, there was a golden man lying on the bed, with a lifelike appearance and a painful expression. The gold all over his body flashed red and yellow under the red light.

"The ancients are cruel enough~ The real person is gilded and rich~"

Jiaolong saw through the golden man with his eyes, and saw the decaying body inside, perhaps because the body surface was gilded and sealed, there were still bones left.

The people living in the house are all concubines. She is a young woman covered in gold. If you guess correctly, it should be gilded using a special process after killing her. As for why her expression is painful, it is probably due to the desperate struggle of the soul being sealed in the body, and the metal seal. Blocking the soul could not be reincarnated to serve the tomb owner, and was ruthlessly imprisoned.

Never underestimate inflated and ambitious, let alone expect goodness.

The most worthless thing in the old times was human life. Maybe a cricket or a talking bird was worth more than human life. That era was cold enough.

This gold... Forget it, it doesn't taste good.

The restrained breath tapped lightly, the gold-plated cracks cracked, and a vague shadow floated away.

There are female gold figurines parked in other rooms, knocking on the cracks one by one to release the almost muddleheaded ghosts, and the tombs will be sucked away by Huangquan Road if they are not blocked.

If it can't be broken, the archaeological team will be sad.

There is nothing valuable in the front yard, and strolling to the spacious backyard, the rockery, stone table, bluestone fence and well, the grade is not low.

Looking at the main hall, which is the main tomb, with a frown, he always felt that what he was looking for was there. Intuition, other creatures' intuition was average, and Bai's intuition could be equated with mysterious foreseeing the future.

"Today's sixth day...is an auspicious day. It's easy to break ground, move graves, make stoves, and take a bath."

Pulling the white and tender fingers index the almanac.

Looking back, he was short and had to stand on tiptoe to see if the flashlight went out. Fortunately, the special department's special power was full of light beams, and it didn't go out and didn't turn green.

The paper umbrella blooms brightly and fluorescently illuminates half of the underground space...

Go up the steps to the largest house, and gently move the door panel to get in.

This time, the control paper umbrella is folded and floated into the hall and then opened. The inside is not much different from the outside. The floor is full of dust and rotten objects. There is a solid wood coffin in the innermost, and the coffin is surrounded by funerary objects.

The good things are all around the tomb owner, and there is nothing outside.

There are dense corpses in the rectangular pit in the middle of the hall. The corpses wear jewelry, bracelets and jade pendants of the same style, and the poor women who are buried with them can easily be buried.

Standing at the door, Bai Yujun closed his eyes and entered a mysterious state, as if time had reversed back to that ancient era. The rotten and broken door behind him suddenly became brand new and covered with curtains, and spread to the sides to restore...

One eye looks to the future.

One eye is watching the past.

The panes are restored to the simplicity of the wood-colored curtains, and the wooden floor appears under the feet...

It is even more magical when it spreads to the rectangular two-stage pit. The pit is filled with the fragrance of fresh water. The tulle young dancers dance gracefully.

Bronze Crane Lampstand Lights Candles...

Continue to spread inward, there are low wooden tables on both sides of the lotus pond, and the men in long robes and big sleeves push the cups and change their laughter...

The restoration progressed from the sides and feet and the top of the head toward the coffin. The dark and gloomy tomb turned into a place for drinking and entertainment. The main character appeared, and everyone could not see his face but only the clothes. The main tomb owner was a tall and thin man. Hug right and hold the jade cup aloft to drink and enjoy.

Bai Yujun walked forward with the paper umbrella and walked directly to the figure at the low table.

Hit the figure, but there was no obstacle to pass through easily, the figure of the low table drinking slightly shook a few times and returned to its original state and continued to eat and drink.

The tomb owner laughed from time to time, although he couldn't hear the sound, he could feel it.

In the mysterious environment, Bai Yujun folded his arms around his chest and pinched his chin with one hand, thinking hard, there was an abnormality, but he couldn't find where the abnormality was in a short period of time. There must be something wrong with the tomb owner!

Walk around the tomb owner in front of the main table twice, look at the clothes and looks, and try to think about where the abnormality is.

The people in the phantom can only maintain certain movements, as if they were being played repeatedly. Bai Yujun worked hard to find anomalies in the details of the tomb owner's movements.

Turn left and turn right...

Look at the direction of the hand, no, look at the ground in front of you, no.

Everyone, men and women, with blurred faces, circled around the tomb owner who was embracing the two dancers, and finally found something unusual. It stands to reason that guests and friends should be greeted warmly when they are drinking flowers and wine, but the tomb owner made a move during the drinking process. It's not normal, I will deliberately turn my head to look at the top of my head~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and stare at it for a little bit.

"It turned out to be here..."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of water vapor roaring through the silk and bamboo eroded the pleasure place and instantly turned back to a dark and decaying mausoleum.

There is no tomb owner who is hugging and drinking and having fun. There is only a simple coffin parked around, surrounded by gold and silver jewelry and badly rotted bones. There are concubines and dancers in the burial room. Some are made into kneeling places. Holding up the lamp-shaped pottery figurines, with a weird smile, maybe other people will make a fuss when they come in.

But what came in was a Flood Dragon, which was different.

It's not a white bragging, even a piece of dragon scales placed in this tomb is enough to change everything.

If an ordinary tomb robber gang would have to be frightened at first glance, the kneeling figurines are actually a bit evil, and the unfortunate thing is that they are directly smashed by the strong qi and blood of the dragon and lose their effect.

Paper umbrellas floated up to illuminate the roof of the hall, which was sealed with some kind of hard wood soaked in tung oil, with various scratches, defects and tatters.

The red light eyes constantly remember the location of the scratch and defect, and form a pattern in the brain...

Filter out the man-made parts left by natural damage, shrink, connect, and quickly draw a map!

Mouth smile.

"It's very secretive, and it can fool the ancients. It's very clever. It's a pity that it's useless if you have a map. This coffin is your forever home."

With a wave of the hand, the paper umbrella rises and flies around, destroying all the markers.

After completing the goal, I began to search for gold and silver jewelry. Unfortunately, the ancient gold was not purified enough to attract a certain Jiao's attention. In the end, I couldn't help but grab a pile of gold and carefully melt it with dragon breath to make high-purity gold bars.

It is very tiring after many years of habit, and it is often laborious to purify gold to decorate the bedroom. For a certain Jiao, insufficient gold purity is a sin, and the road to purification is a long way to go.

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