Mingshu thought that the goblin was there, but it didn't.

But inside the coffin......

Mingshu stepped on the steps to go up the Wuliang Mountain, and the Taoist temple faintly revealed a corner, she walked a few steps casually, and suddenly paused.

Wrong......

Why is it so quiet?

All that was left was the sound of her feet stepping on the dead leaves.

I can't even hear the insects and birds, and there is a lifeless weirdness.

Mingshu looked at the revealing Taoist temple again, and she walked up unhurriedly, pushing open the dilapidated half-hidden door.

The little ghost who used to like to frolic in the yard is nowhere to be seen at this time.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she felt a chill.

From the soles of the feet straight to the door of the head.

The hairs stand on end, and the back of the spine is cold.

Hmmm-

Mingshu slammed his body to the side, grabbed the broom used to sweep the floor, and swept back.

The cold fingers pressed her wrist, the broom fell to the ground, and Mingshu looked up to see the man's cold, somewhat angry ink pupils.

Mingshu only felt that his whole arm was about to freeze.

The person on the opposite side grabbed the broom and pinched it gently, and the broom broke.

Mingshu snorted, let go of the broom, quickly drew his sword and slashed over, and the man's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

A gust of wind blew in Mingshu's ears, and it was bitterly cold.

The man appeared to her left, curled his fingers into claws, and struck her neck.

The long sword hummed, as if it had a sense, and wanted to break away from Mingshu's hand and fly towards the man.

Mingshu was willing to let go, and with its strength, he slashed at the man's arm.

The man shrank abruptly and retreated to safety, and the ink pupils looked at her coldly, without any emotion, as if she were just a dead thing that could move.

The sword whispered.

Mingshu's fingers were numb, "Quiet! ”

Longsword: "......"

The sword fell silent, and Mingshu looked up at the other side.

The man was dressed in a black ancient costume, with a jade crown and a high bundle, revealing an angular handsome face, and his eyes were as black as ink, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, which made people shudder at a glance.

There is an invisible momentum lingering on his body, like the majesty of the emperor, but he is noble.

"You're here for this?" Mingshu shook the sword in his hand.

The waveless ink pupils moved from her to the sword, and Mingshu didn't know what he was thinking.

The whole space suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, the man stretched out his hand, which seemed to mean to let the long sword go back by itself, and it was also like asking Mingshu to return the sword to him.

The sword let out a low roar, and after a slight vibration, it fell silent.

Mingshu smiled lightly, "This sword is not yours now, you want ...... I'm going to grab it. ”

The anger on the man's body is heavy.

Invisible oppression hits.

The dilapidated door of the Taoist temple slammed shut, the fallen leaves on the ground were windless, the air was tense, and the imminent danger crept into Mingshu's heart.

Yes, goblin!

You dare to do it today! I won't kill you!

Just when Mingshu thought he was going to make a move, the man suddenly looked up in a certain direction.

In the next second, the figure jumped up, stepped on the dangerous wall of the Taoist temple, jumped into the jungle, and disappeared.

Mingshu: "......"

What a run!

If you have the ability, you can do it!

The long sword whispered a few times, like a pitiful little abandoned by its master.

"Shake what, even if he comes back, I won't give you back to him!" Mingshu pinched his sword, "You pretended to be quite like that before, and you didn't give me any reaction." ”

Longsword: "......"

Woo woo, master take me away, this is a pervert!

Mingshu put away his sword and found the frightened imp in a side hall.

"Sister ......" scared them to death.

The two little ghosts looked a little unstable and looked at her pitifully.

Mingshu led them back to the spirit tablets they usually used for cultivation, lit incense for them, and asked, "When did he come?" ”

The imp replied, "This morning, it's terrible, hmm." ”

This morning......

Judging from the condition of the little goblin, he must be a zombie with a thousand-year-old path, right? This type of zombie can also be called a squirrel, or a drought.

But the record is ......

The face of the drought fish is hideous, and it can be described as a green-faced fanged rakshasa.

The goblin looks like an ordinary person, and it doesn't match what is recorded.

…… Of course, it's better to look good.

If there is no accident, the little goblin must have come out of that ancient tomb, this sword used to be in the ancient tomb, Zhang Goudan didn't know how to get it.

Mingshu lay on the bed and thought about it.

Never mind.

He'll definitely be back anyway.

We'll talk about that then.

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For the next few days, no man showed up, and no one came to arrest her.

The days are a bit boring.

Mr. X also doesn't know where to be chic.

Let's find a way to make money and buy snacks!

Mingshu finished his breakfast and moved a chair to sit in the sun in the courtyard.

Use your phone to board a certain feudal superstition forum.

The forum was calm and quiet, and there was no news, so Mingshu clicked on a locked section and entered the password.

The news in this section is more exciting.

There are a lot of tasks released, and if the big guy can't solve anything, or thinks it's simple and doesn't have to do it himself, it will be posted here.

Mingshu sees the pinned post.

It was the discussion about that ancient tomb.

Mingshu looked at the introduction of the ancient tomb.

Mingshu saw that speculative era, and squinted slightly, the first thousand BC.

BC, there is a preamble.

1,000 BC...... It had to be the time of the Shang Dynasty......

Damn!

The thousand-year-old little zombie she said before still underestimated him!

The tomb was discovered a year ago.

A group of grave robbers were caught, and the police found two never-before-seen antiques from their stolen antiques.

According to the tomb robbers, they were robbed in a large empty tomb.

Because the antiquities that had never been seen before attracted attention, the archaeological team went to the ancient tomb.

Over the past year, the archaeological team has been analyzing the ancient tomb, but for such a long time, they only circled around the periphery of the ancient tomb, that is, the empty tomb that the tomb robbers said, and did not find a way to really enter the ancient tomb.

It wasn't that long ago that they finally made progress.

However, as soon as I entered, there was an accident.

Others said that they saw a ghost and were frightened.

The archaeological team often encounters some strange things, and at that time they only guessed that this ancient tomb was at least more than 1,000 years old, and there might be some toxic substances in it, which would cause harm to people.

Accidents are frequent in the team.

Only then did the people of the Dao Gate intervene.

Maybe Mingshu went into the wrong place, she didn't see the empty tomb, but went straight to the real ancient tomb.

Mingshu flipped through the discussion below, this post was made by them before they entered the ancient tomb.

Until more than six hundred floors later, the timeline is after she came out of the ancient tomb.

Someone updated the situation in the tomb, as well as those in the camp who disappeared for no apparent reason.

…… She was also mentioned by the way, correcting the rumors that she had died.

Although she didn't directly say that she was the murderer, it was obvious that she was the most suspicious.

Mingshu secretly poked and poked the message below.

Daomen little scum: Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years.

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The dynasty is just to let you better understand the time, and you still look at the background as an airborne!!