Zhu Mo and Liu Mengli began to greet the whole family of Bingjing Gongzi, isn't this a toss?

She forced out a humble and flattering smile: "Understand Ice Crystal Boy, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will dig things out and let the gift of fate fall into your hands." ”

I don't want Jing Yao to frown and say, "Why dig three feet into the ground? Dig thirty feet into the ground, and you have to find out." ”

Zhu Mo laughed dryly, his hands were like claws, and he dug up violently according to the ground, and the monks of the Yuan Infant Realm used to dig the ground were overkill, and the hard rock was easily shattered by the true yuan, and in just a few breaths, half of Zhu Mo's body was buried in the soil, and the breathing of the diffuse soot became difficult.

After another moment, a large pit about one zhang wide and three zhang deep came into view.

There was a crisp sound from Qiangdang, it was the sound of digging some iron tool, Huang Xiufeng jumped down directly, Zhu Mo was stunned for a long time, he didn't expect that damn fate really gave something to him.

Watching Huang Xiufeng grab the white mutton fat bottle and jump out again, her pupils contracted, and the moment Zhenyuan and the mutton fat bottle collided, she felt like she was being crushed by a needle on her fingers.

The true yuan of the Yuanying Realm is thick to a certain extent, and it is not a problem to smelt the mortal iron elite soldiers, but a white mutton fat bottle not only did not shatter when it withstood the destruction of the true yuan of the Yuanying Realm, but also made a metal-like collision sound, which is enough to explain the extraordinary.

Zhu Mo jumped out of the deep pit, wanting to get a glimpse of the harvest he had earned in exchange for his labor.

The mutton fat bottle was stained with some broken mud, Zhu Mo consciously carried the water element spell under the gaze of Jing Yao's eyes, cleaned the mud on the mutton fat bottle, and then immediately saw the shape of the mutton fat bottle, the mouth was wide, the body was narrow, and the bottom was thick, which looked a little familiar.

Zhu Mo quickly reacted, the bottle held by the portrait of Guanyin in the secular worship is very similar to the bottle dug up, the difference is that there are a few willow branches inserted in the bottle in Guanyin's hand, and the opening of the mutton fat bottle is filled with a stopper.

The bottle is painted with ancient texts and some abstract patterns, and the whole is as clean as new.

Jing Yao saw Zhu Mo pick up a stone from the ground, and she was eager to try, and said strangely, "What do you want to do?"

"Smash it open and take a look. ”

Huang Xiufeng answered: "Nonsense, what should I do if you smash it? Thanks to your low cultivation, can you use your brain in everything? This kind of thing that cannot be eroded by time can be smashed open by stones?"

"Then I won't smash it. Zhu Mo's face was full of fear, and he smiled at Jing Yao awkwardly.

Jing Yao twitched the corner of her mouth, since the stone can't be smashed, how can you talk about smashing?

She took the bottle from Huang Xiufeng's hand, rotated it counterclockwise, and with a 'wave', the cork popped out by itself, Jing Yao was a little dumbfounded, and thought that there was some magical seal covering it, it turned out to be an ordinary piston against the mouth of the bottle.

The bottle was black and unrecognizable, and the sun's rays shone on the mouth of the bottle, as if shining on the surface of the water, and the light was refracted back.

Jing Yao smiled: "Good thing...... But what I need is what's inside,...... The slender jade fingers should be able to reach in. ”

Zhu Mo's face changed wildly, it can be said that the slender jade here is only himself, but this bottle is full of weirdness, will you let me put my hand in it?

Damn little white face, didn't your family teach you to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?Seeing the little white face and the other young man looking at him together, Zhu Mo explained in a panic: "Ice crystal boy, you can get Haihan, the slave family hasn't been so comfortable in the past two days......

"You talk less nonsense. Huang Xiufeng said: "When you were digging the ground, you were very lively, let you do something and start prevaricating, right?"

Zhu Mo said solemnly: "At first, it was within the range of tolerance, but just now I accidentally touched the bottle, and my fingers still hurt." ”

Jing Yao smiled: "Childe, I will give you a chance to take revenge now, hurry up and put your hand in, unless you don't want the antidote in the afternoon......"

Zhu Mo's eyes were red, and he said affectionately, "Ice Crystal Prince, the slave family is loyal to you......"

"I know, so now look at how faithful you are. Jing Yao's face turned pale: "Do you stretch?"

Zhu Mo sighed, people are swords, I am fish and meat, and I regret that I should not have blasphemy against a strong person like Ice Crystal Gongzi.

The cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is not happy.

Zhu Mo, who was resigned to his fate, gritted his teeth and put his hand in, his face changed several colors in an instant, the bottle didn't seem to be big, but the space inside was really not small.

Zhu Mo fumbled for a long time and didn't touch anything, released the true yuan to investigate, and didn't reach the boundary for a long time, and inside the bottle was a grand space for Sumeru mustard seeds.

Continuing to explore a few zhang inside, Zhu Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, he touched something, took it out and saw that it was a bottle, only the length of his index finger, and handed it to the ice crystal boy as if he was invited.

Bingjing Gongzi was not ambiguous, patted the sealing mud on the mouth of the bottle, shook out a few pieces of yellow paper, opened a note, and the words on it made Jing Yao's heart tremble.

The text recorded on the yellow paper does not belong to the realm of cultivating immortals...... It is the traditional Chinese characters of Jing Yao's previous life, looking at the familiar words, Jing Yao stood stunned for a long time......

Huang Xiufeng said in his heart What could make the Yaoguang Banshee so surprised? When he looked over, he was also shocked, and frowned: "I used to boast of being knowledgeable, but I have never seen this kind of writing...... What is it all about?"

Jing Yao came back to her senses, her mind was turbulent, and she said seriously: "I know ......"

Huang Xiufeng was shocked, do you know everything?

Jing Yao read word by word: "Time goes by, and the river reverses direction...... The scenery you miss is unforgettable for a lifetime, and the destined feelings will accompany you to distant places. ”

Huang Xiufeng exclaimed, "What do you mean?"

Literally. Jing Yao said casually, the words of her hometown gave her a different sense of familiarity, but this was more like the disease-free moaning of a literati, and there was a non-mainstream chicken soup for the soul between the lines.

Jing Yao had a whim, if the person who left the note was also a traverser, it must be from modern times like her, not ancient times.

"Look at these two notes again. Huang Xiufeng urged: "Inconsequential things can be put away first." ”

Jing Yao picked up the second note and read: "Migrate an era, there is always a past that cannot be ignored, even if I stand at the highest point of my life, it makes me feel desolate, between the world of life, who said that I want to be respected in the world? Unfortunately, when I stood at the highest point, I understood that the high place is unbearable, and there is no regret medicine in the world." ”

"What the hell is this? Huang Xiufeng protested dissatisfiedly: "We have worked hard to find treasures, but we don't want to listen to inner monologues, who is the one who left the words? The owner of the Demon God Temple? Did he say how to enter the Demon God Temple and what are the qualifications for obtaining treasures?"

Jing Yao picked up the last note, she was different from Huang Xiufeng, she felt the helplessness of some of the people who left the words, of course, it was not that kind of empathy, but the words that pulled her heart, and she continued to read......