The thirty-second bowl of soup (three & four)

Walking along the stone wall for a long time, there is a circular open space in front of you again, and there is still a mountain of corpses accumulated in the open space.

So weird, what the **** is this place? Not to mention who is buried here, Qing Huan has to suspect that the tomb repairer and the owner of the tomb have any deep hatred. Humans hope to rise to immortality after death, especially princes and generals. How high they lived when they were alive, they were more afraid of death than anyone else. Throughout the ages, those who pursue immortality have been emperors and nobles. It is difficult for ordinary people to even live, so how can they still have the ability to pursue immortality.

But in such a tomb, where such a large round hole was dug and filled with such a large number of dead people—even if the owner of the tomb did not want his tomb to be stolen, it must not be done, because it would only accumulate Sin, let alone ascending to immortality, it is a problem to continue to be reincarnated as a human being in the next life.

Qing Huan still folded her hands and bowed slightly, and continued to walk inside with her camel. This passage is no different from the flat land when she walks, but if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that my life has already been explained here. The murals of different colors painted on the walls carry a fragrant poisonous gas, which can make people hallucinatory, not to mention the countless formations and poisonous insects.

Qing Huan also found bloodstains, and the preliminary judgment should be human. She has walked for so long, and you can imagine how difficult it will be for the supernatural task force to walk this road, but... Qing Huan looked in front of her in embarrassment. The narrow aisle that only allows one person to enter and exit, looked back at the two camels, sighed, and put them in the space.

Of course she can continue to move on by herself, but the two camels are He Gu, if Qing Huan leaves them, they are afraid that they will only die.

Putting the backpack on her back, containing some useful props, Qing Huan carefully drilled down the narrow hole. She... has never been a tomb robber, so she doesn't know the process of a tomb robber, but she can probably guess that this underground palace is similar to a labyrinth, those who can't get out are trapped in the formation, and those who can get out In the end, it was a dead end. This robbery hole should have been hit by the last person, and the traces are still very new, either the group of tomb robbers mentioned by the female ghost, or the people from the supernatural task force.

Sliding down the small hole, Qing Huan was surprised to find that the scene changed in an instant! Just now, in the underground palace, there are basically bluestone floors all around, gloomy and wide, but after coming down from this robbery hole, there is a palace in front of you!

This palace has been renovated very beautifully, and it covers an aurora. It's amazing. It is actually under the whole city. That is to say, any family may find this underground palace if they dig three feet in the ground. But it has existed silently for thousands of years.

Qing Huan saw blood droplets that had turned dark brown on the ground. She reached out and tapped it. She sniffed it close to the tip of her nose. There was an indescribable strange smell. At this moment, the little chubby worm suddenly twisted around her, and the two funny little horns that had just grown out were flapping non-stop, as if urging Qing Huan to wipe her hands clean.

"Is it poisonous?" Qing Huan asked, wiping her hand on the camouflage jacket casually, she wasn't afraid of this.

The little fat worm squeaked softly, and after seeing Qing Huan wipe his hands, he calmed down again.

Qing Huan continued to walk forward. There was a bronze cauldron in the center of the hall. The cauldron was sealed, but it could be seen that it had been opened, and then it was hastily closed again. What's in here? Why are the closing marks so clear and scribbled?

She knocked on the cauldron, and there was no sound inside.

Qing Huan turned around and continued walking, completely uninterested in what was inside. This underground palace is full of weirdness. She doesn't belong to this world, so things in this world have no effect on her at all, but she is very worried that everyone in the task force will die!

This place has obviously been broken into, so even if there is any danger, it's pretty much dealt with. What Qing Huan has to do is to find the traces of these people and catch up with their itineraries.

Little chubby worm lay on Qing Huan's shoulder with peace of mind. clear

Probably left again... Qing Huan looked at the table below, and after an hour, forty-five minutes and thirty seconds, she finally heard human voices faintly shouting not far away.

But she is separated by a wall...

Qing Huan looked at the thick wall and thought, did she go astray? Impossible, she has always followed the marks left by the task force! Trying to **** around on the wall, suddenly, she noticed that one of the blue bricks seemed to be loose. Qing Huan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, pushed her index finger, and the wall instantly turned around. She jumped into the next hall, only to hear the screaming scream of a female ghost. .

It was a female ghost in a red dress whose lower body was basically blurred, but her eyes were red and black and her hair was reaching the ground, and the nails on her hands were red and bloody. She was chasing a man at the moment. The man was running a little embarrassed. He came out exhausted. At this time, someone kept shouting, come up, come up! But Li Gui chased too fast, and the man held the Flying Tiger Claw in his hand but couldn't use it.

And not far away, there is another group of people. Their dress is different from the people above. The people above are basically wearing camouflage uniforms of the same color, while the group of people standing not far away It is a uniform black dress.

Are all tomb robbers so advanced these days? Qing Huan just glanced at it and decided which side was the task force and which side was the tomb robber.

Just at the critical moment, a young girl suddenly broke in. Both parties were surprised. No one could tell whether she was an enemy or a friend. The tomb robber responded faster. After saying a few words, she cut off her index finger with a dagger and let out two drops of blood. The female ghost quickly rushed from the man being chased to Qing Huan.

She's so fast! It's so fast that it doesn't even take the blink of an eye!

A middle-aged fat man hiding on the beam of the hall shouted: "Be careful!"

Qing Huan glanced at him and stood there without moving.

Everyone thought she was dead, and the man who controlled Li Gui even showed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. And the man who was chased by the ghost before scolded him, he could have escaped to the beam with flying tiger claws, but he strode towards Qinghuan, as if to save her, shouting to her as he ran. : "Dodge! Dodge!"

So fast, where can I escape?

Besides, even the ghosts in the Wangchuan River are afraid of her, how could Qing Huan be afraid of this little devil? It's just that she didn't release coercion, because the little fat worm sensed Li Gui's intention, and had already raised two small pink-yellow horns, arched two-thirds of his body and screamed at Li Gui.

That appearance is actually not scary, because the little fat worm looks fat and cute, but the Specter is frightened, making a strange wailing sound from his mouth, and gradually backing away.

At first sight, the man who manipulated Specter cut off his fingers and bleeds blood. Qing Huan wanted to ask him: Dude, do you hurt? If controlling ghosts is so troublesome, why should you? If you have a gun in your hand and shoot these people to death, you have to use ghosts to show off your skills, right?

The female ghost didn't dare to provoke the little fat bug, so she rushed to the man again under the master's order. The man happened to rush over here to save Qing Huan. The fate in the world is really unclear. Anyway, he just plunged into the arms of the female ghost, one person and one ghost came into close contact for the first time, and the man was stunned in an instant.

I can't tell what the female ghost's face looks like, and the whole body is even more foul-smelling. He didn't expect to bump into Li Gui's arms, so he was stunned for a while, and at such a critical juncture, being absent means dying.

To Qing Huan's surprise, all the people who were hiding on the beams jumped down at the same time, each of them copying the guy, and the others clenching their fists. It was obvious that they couldn't arrive in time at this distance, and even if they did, they might not be able to save the man—but they still had no hesitation.

Before Li Gui's nails completely cut through the man's throat, Qing Huan quickly took a step forward and pinched Li Gui's neck in a claw shape with his right hand, pulling her out of the man!

It's strange to say that in front of human beings, the terrifying and terrifying female ghost is like a chick who has been caught by the weak side in Qing Huan's hands. In just a few seconds, Qing Huan is dragged around on the ground. fell to the wall.

"Go." She moved her shoulders, and the two soft corners beside the little fat worm's head fluttered and flew up like lightning, rushing directly to the female ghost, just for a moment, the female ghost was gone His throat was bitten by the little fat worm, and he twitched and wailed on the ground, and then gradually disappeared, turning into a puff of blue smoke.

Qing Huan waved her hand lightly and sent her soul away, then stared coldly at the group of tomb robbers, especially the man in the lead: "This woman was already pitiful enough before she died, she died in this underground palace, After death, the soul has nowhere to go, and I don't know how many years it has been locked in it. You open the underground palace and don't save her, but you still use her to kill people?"

The man with the hooked nose sneered: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to point fingers at me?!" Although he said so, he was jealous of Qinghuan in his heart. The origin, he took a lot of effort to subdue this female ghost, but the other party solved it with just a little bug. So although he spoke contemptuously, he was on guard, for fear that Qing Huan would accidentally shoot him.

Qing Huan ignored him, but bent down and stretched out his hand. The little chubby worm had just grown a small horn, and it was not very stable. After flying over, he didn't have much strength. , followed Qing Huan's fingertips and climbed back to her shoulders, coiled into a small circle and fell asleep quietly.

Wait until Qing Huan turns around again, okay, the tomb robbers have slipped away...

With such a little effort, I can run quite fast.

Qing Huan looked at the place where the man was injured by the ghost claw and said, "Your wound should be treated in time, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

The man didn't move, but looked at her, "You are..."

"My name is Qing Huan." She put down her backpack, found bandages, disinfectant, and scissors, and threw them to a small but very nimble-looking young man behind the man. "You help him deal with it."

When the ghost claw is injured, only disinfectant water is not enough. Fortunately, there is a Taoist priest in the men's team. He took out an elixir from the treasure bag, and was blessed by a big fat monk Foguang. in the man's wound. The ghost claw print suddenly exuded bursts of black gas, and then quickly disappeared.

Qing Huan smiled and observed the seven people.

The leader is naturally a bearded man. He can't tell what his face looks like. He is tall and looks like the one with the strongest force. As the commander, he was the last to escape, and even came to save her, who had never known her, so Qing Huan had a good impression of him. Then there is the particularly conspicuous monk with a big belly, who looks like a Maitreya Buddha, with a smiling face, big earlobes, and a chubby person, but he has an indescribable sense of compassion.

The man who treated the man's wound was a small man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome, but his hands and feet were flexible. Qing Huan saw that there were blades hidden in his cuffs and military boots, and then the man in camouflage There is a Taoist priest with a Tai Chi pattern printed on his chest. His weapon is a peach wood sword, and a yellow talisman is faintly revealed in his pocket.

The next is a young girl, young, but very close to another young man, their hands have been holding together, I don't know what it is, the last one is a man as strong as an iron tower, someone else's The camouflage uniforms and jackets were all well-dressed, only the pot-bellied monk was shy, and the tower man was wearing a vest, showing his tangled and strong muscles.

Qing Huan looked at them without a trace, and then asked curiously, "How long have you been in here?"

The girl replied: "It's been almost half a month."

Qing Huan nodded: "What do you guys want to do here?"

"Prevent the group of tomb robbers from finding the tomb owner to open the coffin and steal the treasure, but I think it's fast. They are always faster than us." After speaking, the girl looked anxious and said to the man in the lead: " Brother Chen, we have to catch up quickly, they have maps in their hands, once they fall, it will be troublesome!"

Brother Chen, the bearded man, nodded. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, the perseverance on his face was very clear. It seemed that the injuries he suffered were nothing to him at all.

The little young man asked Qinghuan: "How about you? Why are you here? Why are you here?"

Qing Huan said slowly: "I said I was here to help you, I don't know if you believe it or not."

The little boy exchanged a wink with the girl when he heard the words. The two of them are the youngest in the team. It can be seen that they have a very good relationship and are extremely good friends. On the other hand, the big-bellied monk smiled and narrowed his eyes, a little color, and the Buddha's light when he blessed the medicinal pills disappeared in an instant, and he looked like a swashbuckling warlock. He rubbed up in front of Qing Huan, rubbed his hands together with a wretched face: "The little girl is so handsome, I have been in this broken underground palace for half a month, and there is no pretty girl around to see it. It's really hard, hard."

Listening to what he said, the Taoist priest with a beautiful beard next to him kicked him instantly: "Bald donkey! Don't scare the little girl! What a formality for a monk to be like this!" Instead, he leaned over to Qing Huan and asked with a smile, "How old is the little girl this year, do you have a boyfriend? I—"

Before the words were finished, the two monks who were old and disrespectful were dragged back by the ears of the little boy and the girl respectively. The girl was a little ashamed and apologized to Qinghuan: "Don't take it to heart, these two That's how old men are, talking nonsense every day, but they're not bad people! There's no malicious intent!"

After saying this, the little girl couldn't bear to look directly... No matter how you look at these two, they both look wretched, but don't really scare the little girl.

It's true that Qinghuan's appearance is too deceptive. She has always kept her teenage loli appearance, and she always has a smile on her face. She looks extraordinarily gentle and kind, which makes people very good. So the people in the task force collectively forgot how she ferociously grabbed Li Gui's throat with one hand and dragged it on the ground in a circle before smashing it against the wall.

Qing Huan sat on the ground recklessly, and beckoned to them: "Don't worry, you can march and fight when you're full, do you still have rations?"

It's sad to say: "Not much..."

Qing Huan opened her backpack, "I have it here, you can share it."

She even brought solid fuel, but there's obviously no time here, and seeing the food was enough to bring the team to tears! They have very little food and fresh water left these days, and they haven't eaten for a long time. Before, I tried to catch fish to roast and eat in the underground river. Now I am completely lost in the main hall. starved to death.

Of course everyone who has food is welcome, and no one doubts the purpose of Qinghuan. It's a fact that she saved them and eliminated the Specter. Besides, if the tomb robbers wanted to kill them, why would they come here? Just like that, the copycats shot directly, and they all have to explain it here today.

During the meal, Qing Huan looked at the bearded brother Chen's expression and asked, "Do you have a younger sister?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. The people who were eating couldn't eat anymore, and the people who were drinking stopped silently, and the pot-bellied monks and fashionable Taoists who had been smiling all the time with Qinghuan's face all stopped talking, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely dignified.

After a few seconds, the bearded brother Chen said: "I have a younger sister, she is also a member of our task force, she is... dead."

Qing Huan thought to herself, that she was not wrong. "What's her name?"

"Qi Yu."

Speaking his name again, the bearded brother Chen found himself unexpectedly calm. Since the day Qi Yu died, he has never shed a tear. His sister could not die in vain. They came to Huangsha Ancient City to protect the national cultural relics, so even if he died, he had to stop the plans of the tomb robbers, so that he could be considered worthy of his sister.

Qing Huan nodded, finally knowing the name of the female ghost. But that still couldn't explain where the ghost of the female ghost Qi Yu went, but the bridge disappeared alive in front of her eyes, and Qing Huan was unable to catch it. Now that she has found the brother of the female ghost Qi Yu, she must ensure that the seven of them are in peace. An An, the rest can be said later.

She didn't plan to hide anything from these people. From their performance, she knew that everyone was used to dealing with spirits. So Qing Huan said directly: "Qi Yu asked me to help you."

"What?" The girl asked in disbelief at first. "You mean Xiaoyu...she's not dead?"

"No, she's already dead." Qing Huan said half-truth. "But I can see ghosts. She disappeared before she could tell me her name. I only know that you are in the ancient city of Huangsha. She hoped that I could protect you and successfully stop the group of tomb robbers, so I came here."

The reason is too... unbelievable.

Anyway, whether they believe it or not, Qing Huan doesn't care, this group of people are good people and won't hurt her. "Don't worry, I'm really here to help you, eat quickly, and go after them when you're done."

"But they've all run so far, how can they chase?" The little boy was worried.

Hearing this, Qing Huan gave a sly smile, stretched out her palm, and the little fat worm slowly crawled over, shaking her little head majestically, like a dungeon baby. "If you have it, you can catch up."

"Insects?" The girl was obviously afraid of insects, and the taciturn young man beside her held her hand tightly.

Qing said with a smile: "It's not an ordinary bug." Then he tapped the little fat bug's head with his other hand, "Let's go."

When I start the journey, Qinghuan doesn't need a backpack anymore. The man as strong as an iron tower took the initiative to pick up the bag. In his hands, Qing Huan's two backpacks were incredibly petite.

Then the seven members of the task force felt... what's going on, is this still a terrible underground palace where they lost a companion just now? Dangerous? What about poison gas? What about poisonous insects? What about the devil? What about hallucinations? ... why is there nothing?

They looked at Qinghuan, who was determined to walk in the first place and rejected Big Beard Brother Chen's offer of protection, and they all thought it was incredible. The big-bellied monk doesn't care about his age, and his gossip heart is not lost to the wet market aunt, who secretly whispers to the fashionable Taoist priest. "Hey Old Niubi, what's the origin of this girl?"

The fashionable Taoist priest carefully brushed off the camouflage jacket that was stained with dust on the monk's hands, and then carefully touched his Tai Chi T-shirt, and gave the monk a white look: "You don't care, the little girl's eyes are anyway. Qingming and cleanliness is definitely not a bad person." Either a bad person or a friend, I don't understand such a simple truth.

Thinking about it, I rolled my eyes at the monk again.

The big-bellied monk touched a gray nose, and then went to the little boy to gossip: "Hey, little pushpin, what do you think?"

The little boy named Pushpin couldn't help but gave the pot-bellied monk a roll of eyes: "Master, don't worry about this, I think the girl Qinghuan is pretty good."

"I didn't say she was bad. I'm just curious about her origin! You can see that she is only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, maybe she is younger than you, but what about her skills? Niubi adds up to a lot. In the grave of Li Gui's unjust death just now, I don't know for thousands of years, and even Lao Wai can't control her. Son, I finally made her weaker, but it turned out to be cheap, that shameless old crook! But did you see it? This girl dragged the ghost away with one hand!"

The thirty-second bowl of soup (three & four)

Walking along the stone wall for a long time, there is a circular open space in front of you again, and there is still a mountain of corpses accumulated in the open space.

So weird, what the **** is this place? Not to mention who is buried here, Qing Huan has to suspect that the tomb repairer and the owner of the tomb have any deep hatred. Humans hope to rise to immortality after death, especially princes and generals. How high they lived when they were alive, they were more afraid of death than anyone else. Throughout the ages, those who pursue immortality have been emperors and nobles. It is difficult for ordinary people to even live, so how can they still have the ability to pursue immortality.

But in such a tomb, where such a large round hole was dug and filled with such a large number of dead people—even if the owner of the tomb did not want his tomb to be stolen, it must not be done, because it would only accumulate Sin, let alone ascending to immortality, it is a problem to continue to be reincarnated as a human being in the next life.

Qing Huan still folded her hands and bowed slightly, and continued to walk inside with her camel. This passage is no different from the flat land when she walks, but if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that my life has already been explained here. The murals of different colors painted on the walls carry a fragrant poisonous gas, which can make people hallucinatory, not to mention the countless formations and poisonous insects.

Qing Huan also found bloodstains, and the preliminary judgment should be human. She has walked for so long, and you can imagine how difficult it will be for the supernatural task force to walk this road, but... Qing Huan looked in front of her in embarrassment. The narrow aisle that only allows one person to enter and exit, looked back at the two camels, sighed, and put them in the space.

Of course she can continue to move on by herself, but the two camels are He Gu, if Qing Huan leaves them, they are afraid that they will only die.

Putting the backpack on her back, containing some useful props, Qing Huan carefully drilled down the narrow hole. She... has never been a tomb robber, so she doesn't know the process of a tomb robber, but she can probably guess that this underground palace is similar to a labyrinth, those who can't get out are trapped in the formation, and those who can get out In the end, it was a dead end. This robbery hole should have been hit by the last person, and the traces are still very new, either the group of tomb robbers mentioned by the female ghost, or the people from the supernatural task force.

Sliding down the small hole, Qing Huan was surprised to find that the scene changed in an instant! Just now, in the underground palace, there are basically bluestone floors all around, gloomy and wide, but after coming down from this robbery hole, there is a palace in front of you!

This palace has been renovated very beautifully, and it covers an aurora. It's amazing. It is actually under the whole city. That is to say, any family may find this underground palace if they dig three feet in the ground. But it has existed silently for thousands of years.

Qing Huan saw blood droplets that had turned dark brown on the ground. She reached out and tapped it. She sniffed it close to the tip of her nose. There was an indescribable strange smell. At this moment, the little chubby worm suddenly twisted around her, and the two funny little horns that had just grown out were flapping non-stop, as if urging Qing Huan to wipe her hands clean.

"Is it poisonous?" Qing Huan asked, wiping her hand on the camouflage jacket casually, she wasn't afraid of this.

The little fat worm squeaked softly, and after seeing Qing Huan wipe his hands, he calmed down again.

Qing Huan continued to walk forward. There was a bronze cauldron in the center of the hall. The cauldron was sealed, but it could be seen that it had been opened, and then it was hastily closed again. What's in here? Why are the closing marks so clear and scribbled?

She knocked on the cauldron, and there was no sound inside.

Qing Huan turned around and continued walking, completely uninterested in what was inside. This underground palace is full of weirdness. She doesn't belong to this world, so things in this world have no effect on her at all, but she is very worried that everyone in the task force will die!

This place has obviously been broken into, so even if there is any danger, it's pretty much dealt with. What Qing Huan has to do is to find the traces of these people and catch up with their itineraries.

Little chubby worm lay on Qing Huan's shoulder with peace of mind. clear

Probably left again... Qing Huan looked at the table below, and after an hour, forty-five minutes and thirty seconds, she finally heard human voices faintly shouting not far away.

But she is separated by a wall...

Qing Huan looked at the thick wall and thought, did she go astray? Impossible, she has always followed the marks left by the task force! Trying to **** around on the wall, suddenly, she noticed that one of the blue bricks seemed to be loose. Qing Huan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, pushed her index finger, and the wall instantly turned around. She jumped into the next hall, only to hear the screaming scream of a female ghost. .

It was a female ghost in a red dress whose lower body was basically blurred, but her eyes were red and black and her hair was reaching the ground, and the nails on her hands were red and bloody. She was chasing a man at the moment. The man was running a little embarrassed. He came out exhausted. At this time, someone kept shouting, come up, come up! But Li Gui chased too fast, and the man held the Flying Tiger Claw in his hand but couldn't use it.

And not far away, there is another group of people. Their dress is different from the people above. The people above are basically wearing camouflage uniforms of the same color, while the group of people standing not far away It is a uniform black dress.

Are all tomb robbers so advanced these days? Qing Huan just glanced at it and decided which side was the task force and which side was the tomb robber.

Just at the critical moment, a young girl suddenly broke in. Both parties were surprised. No one could tell whether she was an enemy or a friend. The tomb robber responded faster. After saying a few words, she cut off her index finger with a dagger and let out two drops of blood. The female ghost quickly rushed from the man being chased to Qing Huan.

She's so fast! It's so fast that it doesn't even take the blink of an eye!

A middle-aged fat man hiding on the beam of the hall shouted: "Be careful!"

Qing Huan glanced at him and stood there without moving.

Everyone thought she was dead, and the man who controlled Li Gui even showed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. And the man who was chased by the ghost before scolded him, he could have escaped to the beam with flying tiger claws, but he strode towards Qinghuan, as if to save her, shouting to her as he ran. : "Dodge! Dodge!"

So fast, where can I escape?

Besides, even the ghosts in the Wangchuan River are afraid of her, how could Qing Huan be afraid of this little devil? It's just that she didn't release coercion, because the little fat worm sensed Li Gui's intention, and had already raised two small pink-yellow horns, arched two-thirds of his body and screamed at Li Gui.

That appearance is actually not scary, because the little fat worm looks fat and cute, but the Specter is frightened, making a strange wailing sound from his mouth, and gradually backing away.

At first sight, the man who manipulated Specter cut off his fingers and bleeds blood. Qing Huan wanted to ask him: Dude, do you hurt? If controlling ghosts is so troublesome, why should you? If you have a gun in your hand and shoot these people to death, you have to use ghosts to show off your skills, right?

The female ghost didn't dare to provoke the little fat bug, so she rushed to the man again under the master's order. The man happened to rush over here to save Qing Huan. The fate in the world is really unclear. Anyway, he just plunged into the arms of the female ghost, one person and one ghost came into close contact for the first time, and the man was stunned in an instant.

I can't tell what the female ghost's face looks like, and the whole body is even more foul-smelling. He didn't expect to bump into Li Gui's arms, so he was stunned for a while, and at such a critical juncture, being absent means dying.

To Qing Huan's surprise, all the people who were hiding on the beams jumped down at the same time, each of them copying the guy, and the others clenching their fists. It was obvious that they couldn't arrive in time at this distance, and even if they did, they might not be able to save the man—but they still had no hesitation.

Before Li Gui's nails completely cut through the man's throat, Qing Huan quickly took a step forward and pinched Li Gui's neck in a claw shape with his right hand, pulling her out of the man!

It's strange to say that in front of human beings, the terrifying and terrifying female ghost is like a chick who has been caught by the weak side in Qing Huan's hands. In just a few seconds, Qing Huan is dragged around on the ground. fell to the wall.

"Go." She moved her shoulders, and the two soft corners beside the little fat worm's head fluttered and flew up like lightning, rushing directly to the female ghost, just for a moment, the female ghost was gone His throat was bitten by the little fat worm, and he twitched and wailed on the ground, and then gradually disappeared, turning into a puff of blue smoke.

Qing Huan waved her hand lightly and sent her soul away, then stared coldly at the group of tomb robbers, especially the man in the lead: "This woman was already pitiful enough before she died, she died in this underground palace, After death, the soul has nowhere to go, and I don't know how many years it has been locked in it. You open the underground palace and don't save her, but you still use her to kill people?"

The man with the hooked nose sneered: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to point fingers at me?!" Although he said so, he was jealous of Qinghuan in his heart. The origin, he took a lot of effort to subdue this female ghost, but the other party solved it with just a little bug. So although he spoke contemptuously, he was on guard, for fear that Qing Huan would accidentally shoot him.

Qing Huan ignored him, but bent down and stretched out his hand. The little chubby worm had just grown a small horn, and it was not very stable. After flying over, he didn't have much strength. , followed Qing Huan's fingertips and climbed back to her shoulders, coiled into a small circle and fell asleep quietly.

Wait until Qing Huan turns around again, okay, the tomb robbers have slipped away...

With such a little effort, I can run quite fast.

Qing Huan looked at the place where the man was injured by the ghost claw and said, "Your wound should be treated in time, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

The man didn't move, but looked at her, "You are..."

"My name is Qing Huan." She put down her backpack, found bandages, disinfectant, and scissors, and threw them to a small but very nimble-looking young man behind the man. "You help him deal with it."

When the ghost claw is injured, only disinfectant water is not enough. Fortunately, there is a Taoist priest in the men's team. He took out an elixir from the treasure bag, and was blessed by a big fat monk Foguang. in the man's wound. The ghost claw print suddenly exuded bursts of black gas, and then quickly disappeared.

Qing Huan smiled and observed the seven people.

The leader is naturally a bearded man. He can't tell what his face looks like. He is tall and looks like the one with the strongest force. As the commander, he was the last to escape, and even came to save her, who had never known her, so Qing Huan had a good impression of him. Then there is the particularly conspicuous monk with a big belly, who looks like a Maitreya Buddha, with a smiling face, big earlobes, and a chubby person, but he has an indescribable sense of compassion.

The man who treated the man's wound was a small man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome, but his hands and feet were flexible. Qing Huan saw that there were blades hidden in his cuffs and military boots, and then the man in camouflage There is a Taoist priest with a Tai Chi pattern printed on his chest. His weapon is a peach wood sword, and a yellow talisman is faintly revealed in his pocket.

The next is a young girl, young, but very close to another young man, their hands have been holding together, I don't know what it is, the last one is a man as strong as an iron tower, someone else's The camouflage uniforms and jackets were all well-dressed, only the pot-bellied monk was shy, and the tower man was wearing a vest, showing his tangled and strong muscles.

Qing Huan looked at them without a trace, and then asked curiously, "How long have you been in here?"

The girl replied: "It's been almost half a month."

Qing Huan nodded: "What do you guys want to do here?"

"Prevent the group of tomb robbers from finding the tomb owner to open the coffin and steal the treasure, but I think it's fast. They are always faster than us." After speaking, the girl looked anxious and said to the man in the lead: " Brother Chen, we have to catch up quickly, they have maps in their hands, once they fall, it will be troublesome!"

Brother Chen, the bearded man, nodded. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, the perseverance on his face was very clear. It seemed that the injuries he suffered were nothing to him at all.

The little young man asked Qinghuan: "How about you? Why are you here? Why are you here?"

Qing Huan said slowly: "I said I was here to help you, I don't know if you believe it or not."

The little boy exchanged a wink with the girl when he heard the words. The two of them are the youngest in the team. It can be seen that they have a very good relationship and are extremely good friends. On the other hand, the big-bellied monk smiled and narrowed his eyes, a little color, and the Buddha's light when he blessed the medicinal pills disappeared in an instant, and he looked like a swashbuckling warlock. He rubbed up in front of Qing Huan, rubbed his hands together with a wretched face: "The little girl is so handsome, I have been in this broken underground palace for half a month, and there is no pretty girl around to see it. It's really hard, hard."

Listening to what he said, the Taoist priest with a beautiful beard next to him kicked him instantly: "Bald donkey! Don't scare the little girl! What a formality for a monk to be like this!" Instead, he leaned over to Qing Huan and asked with a smile, "How old is the little girl this year, do you have a boyfriend? I—"

Before the words were finished, the two monks who were old and disrespectful were dragged back by the ears of the little boy and the girl respectively. The girl was a little ashamed and apologized to Qinghuan: "Don't take it to heart, these two That's how old men are, talking nonsense every day, but they're not bad people! There's no malicious intent!"

After saying this, the little girl couldn't bear to look directly... No matter how you look at these two, they both look wretched, but don't really scare the little girl.

It's true that Qinghuan's appearance is too deceptive. She has always kept her teenage loli appearance, and she always has a smile on her face. She looks extraordinarily gentle and kind, which makes people very good. So the people in the task force collectively forgot how she ferociously grabbed Li Gui's throat with one hand and dragged it on the ground in a circle before smashing it against the wall.

Qing Huan sat on the ground recklessly, and beckoned to them: "Don't worry, you can march and fight when you're full, do you still have rations?"

It's sad to say: "Not much..."

Qing Huan opened her backpack, "I have it here, you can share it."

She even brought solid fuel, but there's obviously no time here, and seeing the food was enough to bring the team to tears! They have very little food and fresh water left these days, and they haven't eaten for a long time. Before, I tried to catch fish to roast and eat in the underground river. Now I am completely lost in the main hall. starved to death.

Of course everyone who has food is welcome, and no one doubts the purpose of Qinghuan. It's a fact that she saved them and eliminated the Specter. Besides, if the tomb robbers wanted to kill them, why would they come here? Just like that, the copycats shot directly, and they all have to explain it here today.

During the meal, Qing Huan looked at the bearded brother Chen's expression and asked, "Do you have a younger sister?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. The people who were eating couldn't eat anymore, and the people who were drinking stopped silently, and the pot-bellied monks and fashionable Taoists who had been smiling all the time with Qinghuan's face all stopped talking, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely dignified.

After a few seconds, the bearded brother Chen said: "I have a younger sister, she is also a member of our task force, she is... dead."

Qing Huan thought to herself, that she was not wrong. "What's her name?"

"Qi Yu."

Speaking his name again, the bearded brother Chen found himself unexpectedly calm. Since the day Qi Yu died, he has never shed a tear. His sister could not die in vain. They came to Huangsha Ancient City to protect the national cultural relics, so even if he died, he had to stop the plans of the tomb robbers, so that he could be considered worthy of his sister.

Qing Huan nodded, finally knowing the name of the female ghost. But that still couldn't explain where the ghost of the female ghost Qi Yu went, but the bridge disappeared alive in front of her eyes, and Qing Huan was unable to catch it. Now that she has found the brother of the female ghost Qi Yu, she must ensure that the seven of them are in peace. An An, the rest can be said later.

She didn't plan to hide anything from these people. From their performance, she knew that everyone was used to dealing with spirits. So Qing Huan said directly: "Qi Yu asked me to help you."

"What?" The girl asked in disbelief at first. "You mean Xiaoyu...she's not dead?"

"No, she's already dead." Qing Huan said half-truth. "But I can see ghosts. She disappeared before she could tell me her name. I only know that you are in the ancient city of Huangsha. She hoped that I could protect you and successfully stop the group of tomb robbers, so I came here."

The reason is too... unbelievable.

Anyway, whether they believe it or not, Qing Huan doesn't care, this group of people are good people and won't hurt her. "Don't worry, I'm really here to help you, eat quickly, and go after them when you're done."

"But they've all run so far, how can they chase?" The little boy was worried.

Hearing this, Qing Huan gave a sly smile, stretched out her palm, and the little fat worm slowly crawled over, shaking her little head majestically, like a dungeon baby. "If you have it, you can catch up."

"Insects?" The girl was obviously afraid of insects, and the taciturn young man beside her held her hand tightly.

Qing said with a smile: "It's not an ordinary bug." Then he tapped the little fat bug's head with his other hand, "Let's go."

When I start the journey, Qinghuan doesn't need a backpack anymore. The man as strong as an iron tower took the initiative to pick up the bag. In his hands, Qing Huan's two backpacks were incredibly petite.

Then the seven members of the task force felt... what's going on, is this still a terrible underground palace where they lost a companion just now? Dangerous? What about poison gas? What about poisonous insects? What about the devil? What about hallucinations? ... why is there nothing?

They looked at Qinghuan, who was determined to walk in the first place and rejected Big Beard Brother Chen's offer of protection, and they all thought it was incredible. The big-bellied monk doesn't care about his age, and his gossip heart is not lost to the wet market aunt, who secretly whispers to the fashionable Taoist priest. "Hey Old Niubi, what's the origin of this girl?"

The fashionable Taoist priest carefully brushed off the camouflage jacket that was stained with dust on the monk's hands, and then carefully touched his Tai Chi T-shirt, and gave the monk a white look: "You don't care, the little girl's eyes are anyway. Qingming and cleanliness is definitely not a bad person." Either a bad person or a friend, I don't understand such a simple truth.

Thinking about it, I rolled my eyes at the monk again.

The big-bellied monk touched a gray nose, and then went to the little boy to gossip: "Hey, little pushpin, what do you think?"

The little boy named Pushpin couldn't help but gave the pot-bellied monk a roll of eyes: "Master, don't worry about this, I think the girl Qinghuan is pretty good."

"I didn't say she was bad. I'm just curious about her origin! You can see that she is only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, maybe she is younger than you, but what about her skills? Niubi adds up to a lot. In the grave of Li Gui's unjust death just now, I don't know for thousands of years, and even Lao Wai can't control her. Son, I finally made her weaker, but it turned out to be cheap, that shameless old crook! But did you see it? This girl dragged the ghost away with one hand!"