New White Snake Asking Immortals

Black, black is not dark, and the winter is extremely quiet.

Paper umbrellas illuminate the courtyard, and there are terracotta figurines in different poses and looks everywhere. They look like maids and servants, sweeping or serving tea and melons and fruits.

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

Keep paper umbrellas away.

Gently move the corroded bronze door and sneak into the room, red eyes brightly illuminate the small room, in the silent room there is a golden man lying quietly on the bed, with a lifelike appearance and painful expression, the gold all over his body is shining red and yellow under the red light.

"The ancients were ruthless~ Real people are gilded and rich~"

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

All the people living in the house are concubines. She is a young woman covered in gold. If I guess correctly, she should be killed and plated with gold by a special process. As for why the expression is painful, it is probably caused by the desperate struggle of the soul sealed in the body. The metal seal The soul was blocked and could not be reincarnated to serve the tomb owner, and was ruthlessly imprisoned.

Never underestimate ambition and ambition, let alone expect goodness.

In the old days, human life was the least valuable thing. 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.

With a light tap of restrained breath, the gold plating cracked open, and a blurry shadow floated away.

In other rooms, there are female gold figurines parked, one by one knocking on the cracks to release the ghosts who are almost unexamined. If the mausoleum is opened and there is no obstruction, it will be sucked away by Huangquan Road.

If it cannot be smashed, the archaeological team will be sad.

There is no valuables in the front yard, so I strolled to the spacious backyard, with rockery, stone table, bluestone fence and water well, which is not low in taste.

Frowning and looking at the main hall, which is the main tomb, I always feel that what I'm looking for is inside. Intuition, the intuition of other creatures is average, and Bai's intuition can be equated with mysteriously foreseeing the future.

"Today, the sixth day of the lunar month... is an auspicious day, easy to break ground, move graves, make stoves, and take a bath."

Pull the white and tender fingers to count the almanac.

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

Paper umbrellas bloom brightly and illuminate half of the underground space...

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

This time, the paper umbrellas were folded and floated into the hall and opened again. The inside was not much different from the outside. The floor was covered with dust and decayed artifacts, and the candlesticks were covered with rust and could not be seen. The stone pillars were simple and rough, and there was a rectangular pit in the middle of the hall. In the innermost part is a solid wooden coffin surrounded by funerary objects.

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

There are dense bones in the rectangular pit in the middle of the hall. The bones wear jewelry, bracelets and jade pendants of the same style, and the poor women buried with them are different.

Standing at the door, Bai Yujun closed her eyes and entered the mysterious state, as if time was reversed back to that ancient era. The decayed and broken door behind it suddenly became brand new and covered with curtains, and spread to both sides to restore...

One eye on the future.

One eye gazes into the past.

The panes restore the wood-colored curtains to be quaint, and the wooden floor appears under the feet...

It is even more magical when it spreads to the rectangular two-step pit. The pit is filled with clear water and the fragrance is dense. The young dancer in tulle dances lightly. The patina on the side is restored to chime bells.

Bronze Crane Menorah Lights Candles...

Continuing to spread in, there are low wooden tables on both sides of the lotus pool, men in long robes and sleeves pushing cups and changing cups, laughing and letting go...

Restoration advances towards the coffin from the sides, feet, and top of the head. The dark and gloomy tomb becomes a place for drinking and having fun. Hold the right hand and hold high the jade cup to drink and enjoy.

Bai Yujun walked forward with the paper umbrella, and walked directly towards the figure on the low table.

Hit the figure, but passed through easily without any obstruction, the figure drinking at the low table shook slightly a few times and returned to its original state, continuing to eat and drink.

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

In the mysterious environment, Bai Yujun folded her arms on her chest and pinched her chin with one hand to contemplate. There was an abnormality, but she couldn't find where the abnormality was in a short time. There must be something wrong with the owner of the tomb!

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

The person in the phantom can only maintain a certain movement unchanged, as if it keeps playing repeatedly, Bai Yujun tries to find the abnormality in the details of the tomb owner's movements.

Turn left, turn right, turn right...

Look at where your hand is pointing, no, look at the ground in front of you, no.

The faces of all the people, men and women, were blurred. They circled around the tomb owner who was embracing the two dancers, and finally found something unusual. It stands to reason that guests should be warmly greeted when they invite guests and friends to drink flowers and wine, but the tomb owner made a movement during the drinking process. It's not normal, I will deliberately turn my head to look at the top of my head, and watch it for a little while.

"So it's here..."

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of water vapor and silk and bamboo instantly transformed the place of decay and pleasure into a dark and decaying mausoleum.

There is no tomb owner hugging left and right, drinking and having fun, there is only a simple coffin parked, surrounded by gold, silver, jewelry and badly rotten bones, full of concubine rooms and raised dancers, some made into kneeling coffins. The terracotta figurine holding a lamp has a strange smile, maybe other people will make a little trouble when they come in.

But what came in was a flood dragon.

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

If it were an ordinary tomb robber gang, they would be shocked and terrified. In fact, the kneeling figurines are really a bit evil. Unfortunately, they were directly impacted by the dragon's vigorous energy and blood and lost their effect.

The paper umbrella floated up to illuminate the roof of the hall. The roof was sealed with some kind of hard wood soaked in tung oil, and there were various scratches, defects, and tatters on it.

With red eyes constantly remembering the location of scratches and defects, forming graphics in the brain...

Filter out natural damage and leave man-made parts, zoom out, connect, and quickly draw a map!

Mouth smile.

"It's hidden very secretly. If you can fool the ancients, don't even think about fooling me. The trick is very clever. Unfortunately, it's useless if you have a map. This coffin is your eternal home."

With a wave of his hand, the paper umbrella rose and flew around, destroying all the marks.

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

Years of habit are very tiring, and I often work hard to purify gold to decorate the bedroom. For a certain Jiao, the purity of gold is not enough. It is a sin, and the road to purification is a long way to go.

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