Wanqi Linmu said affirmatively: "No, there is a breakpoint, otherwise why will your face hurt?"

He Feng said after realizing it: "Yes, why does my face hurt? Hiss...it hurts so much, what's going on?"

He Fengmeng said: "Is our experiment successful?"

Wanqi Linmu said: "To be safe, we should experiment again."

This is true. After all, this kind of thing is too incredible. The experiment used by He Fenghui was to prevent Ziqi from coming back suddenly, because they were not sure whether it was a problem with the sound of the guqin. Now that it has been confirmed, it will be easy to deal with.

Wanqi Linmu said: "If you use Luoshen to experiment, his concentration must be better than He Qiyu. Use him to experiment again."

He Fengyi said dissatisfiedly: "You are simply killing the donkey when you use it, and you will throw it away after you use it."

Others blocked the earplugs, but Luo Shen did not block the earplugs, so He Fenghui came to pluck the strings.

"Zheng——"

He Fenghui said in shock: "It's really true! Master Luo San has entered a state of meditation!"

He Fengmeng held down the strings and confirmed that the sound of the piano had disappeared. Everyone took off the earplugs. He Fengmeng said, "It turns out that the concentration is not very good, and he is still controlled by the guqin."

Wanqi Linmu carried his hands behind his back and circled Luo Shen. Luo Shen, like He Fenghui, stood blankly on the ground just now, without blinking his eyes. Although his long eyelashes were not curled, they looked like a feather fan, casting a layer of shadow under the reflection of the eternal light.

It’s true that Master Luo San’s appearance is really good-looking, especially when... at the mercy of others.

Wanqi Linmu rubbed his palms, laughed twice, sneaked into Luo Shen, and kissed Luo Shen's lips quickly.

Luo Shen remained motionless.

Wanqi Linmu kissed his cheek again.

Luo Shen still doesn't move.

He Fenghui hurriedly said, "Wanqi Linmu, no one told you, are you so cunning when you smile?"

Luo Shen woke up quickly and saw that Wanqi Linmu had moved from his left to his right "instantly". It was obvious that during the period when he was "stolen", Wanqi Linmu moved, and he had enough time to move.

Although it was just a blink of an eye for Luo Shen, time did pass.

Luo Chan raised his hand and looked at the watch, saying, "Five minutes have passed since just now, but for me, it was only less than a second, and I didn't even feel the passage of time."

But time has really passed. Luo Shen said, feeling his lips numb and raised his hand to touch it.

"hiss……"

There was a little bleeding.

Luo Shen looked at Wanqi Linmu. Wanqi Linmu held his hands behind his back and raised his head as if he was observing the eternal lamp above his head without distraction. In fact, his eyes were turning wildly, looking like he had taken advantage of it.

Needless to say, it must be Wanqi Linmu's trouble, and Wanqi Linmu's lips were red and a little congested, and the evidence was still there...

When Wanqi Linmu saw that Luo Chan always looked at him, he coughed and said, "We were stolen for twelve hours, and Zi abandoned him for a trip, leaving Huapean provocation. Why not kill us?"

According to Ziqi's character of killing people, even if they are not solved with one blow, they should be tortured to death. However, now, he just painted a big turtle on Ren Shenghun's face, and there was more of a joke.

Ren Shenghun wiped the turtle on his face fiercely and said, "Maybe he wants to play some tricks, but Xiangren is all cunning."

He Fengyu said "hee" twice and said, "What era is it? You should pay attention to whether diplomatic relations are good. I am still here."

Luo Shen said: "This guqin is not an ordinary product. If it falls into the hands of Ziqi or someone with ulterior motives, it will probably be in chaos."

He Fengyu said: "We bring the guqin with us. If we meet Ziqi, we will use the guqin to catch him. Isn't that great?"

Wanqi Linmu said: "The problem is, you have also said that Wuzhi Mine is poisonous, and long-term contact will cause chronic poisoning." He did not forget that Xiangren, who died in the mine, had a face exactly the same as Wuzhi Mine, and turned into a metallic color.

He Fenghui said: "This is not easy to deal with. Let's take a box, put it in, and seal it up."

Ren Shenghun said: "I have a box."

He said, taking out a box from his backpack and saying, "This is made by me by myself and absolutely sealed."

Although Ren Shenghun was lame, he did not lack arms and hands. He usually used handicrafts in the store to kill this life that never ended.

Luo Shen put the guqin into the small coffin, put the coffin on, and then put the entire coffin into Ren Shenghun's box together.

Bang!

Ren Shenghun put the lid on the box and added a layer of lock on the outside. When he twisted his index finger, the password lock made a "rattle" sound and quickly moved it. In this way, the box is not only sealed, but also needs a password when opened next time, which is foolproof.

He Fenghui said: "What a strange tomb, don't you think? There is no coffin in this tomb. The only coffin is as small as a small one, and it contains a guqin. I always feel that it is a bit different from the tomb."

Everyone walked out of the magnificent tomb. Wanqi Linmu turned around one step and was a little reluctant to leave. After all, the tomb was full of gold, shining and adorable.

Luo Chan patted his back and said, "Stop looking, gold can look better than me, huh?"

Wanqi Linmu: "..." He said shamelessly.

Everyone walked out and walked forward along the tomb passage. Several tomb chambers appeared not far away. The tomb chambers were arranged on both sides of the tomb passage, which looked...

"It doesn't look like a tomb," said Wanqi Linmu. "It looks like a room instead."

If it is a tomb chamber, there are too many tomb chambers in this tomb. This arrangement is like a rental house, one room next to one room, and one door facing another.

He Yingying followed a tomb chamber and looked in and said, "It's strange, this tomb chamber is full of soil."

Wanqi Linmu thought that soil had fallen in the tomb chamber. Isn’t this a very ordinary thing? After all, the tomb has been in some ages. Luo Shen said that this tomb has two traces of age, one is very early, and the other is traces of the Tang Dynasty, but no matter which trace, it is a long time ago.

Wanqi Linmu looked over and finally understood what it means to be earth.

It's not dust, but soil!

The entire tomb chamber has no floor, it is all land. The square tomb chamber is just that big, like a lattice house. Apart from soil, there is only a "pipe" in the corner.

The square pipe has a large opening. If it is an adult man, he can crawl in with his shoulders. The pipe walks from the ground of the tomb to the ceiling, connecting to other tombs. It looks like a water pipe that drains water...

"The tomb here is the same." Tu Wu's voice sounded from the front.

Everyone walked forward and met with Tu Wu. Sure enough, the tomb in front was exactly the same, and there was nothing in the tomb except soil and pipes.

I walked through seven or eight tombs in a row, and they were all exactly the same.

Wanqi Linmu said: "What are the tomb owners doing for so much soil? Planting flowers? Is it a flower of immortality?"

The purpose of their visit this time was to find the immortal flower. When they saw the soil, they contacted the flowers, which made Wanqi Linmu suspicious.

"This soil..." He Fenghui squatted on the ground, reached out to touch the soil, and said in surprise: "Hey, this soil can really grow flowers, and it's very fat! It's very nutritious!"

He Fengmeng is a flower master among the fragrant people. His best attitude is to plant flowers. Any delicate flowers can bloom in his hands.

As he said, he walked into a tomb chamber, walked a few steps inside, squatted on the ground, took out a small flower shovel, "Crack!" and inserted it on the ground, digging the soil.

Ren Zhan saw him walking in alone, frowned slightly and said, "You... be careful."

When He Yingmei saw such good soil, she became a professional disease. He didn't dislike the stolen goods and used a small flower shovel to shovel the soil on the ground, and suddenly said "Huh".

Because it was in the tomb, Ren Zhan seemed a little nervous. He was afraid that he would have some corpse, so he said, "What...?"

He Fengmeng reached out and plucked the soil on the ground, pinched something out of it, and showed it to everyone, saying, "Look at it, the petals."

"The Flower of Eternal Life?" Wanqi Linmu said excitedly.

"Lotus Petals." Ren Shenghun said.

It is a black and red lotus petal!

Ziqi's commonly used petals were buried in the land.

Ren Shenghun said, "Ziqi has been here?"

The petals fell into the soil and were buried for some reason. He Fengmeng said, "Is there something in the soil? Wait until I dig it out and take a look."

He said, "Shishe!" The skillful digging of soil was very fast. It was indeed a skilled job, and the digging of soil was placed aside.

Wanqi Linmu said, "Let's help dig too."

As soon as he said this, He Fengmeng seemed to have dug something and said, "What is this?"

He said, then used his hand to pluck the soil on the ground, and then pinched the thing...

"Ah!" He Fengmeng suddenly screamed.

Everyone was startled and heard He Fenghui say, "He caught me! He caught me!"

"What's it?!"

"What caught you!?"

"What kind of ginger?"

He Fengmeng screamed again, and his body suddenly pierced down, as if something really grabbed his hand and kept pulling him into the soil.

Everyone looked at it and found a hand!

A hand was buried in the soil. He Fengmeng didn't see clearly what it was just now. He wanted to pull out the things, but he was grabbed by that hand.

"Beware of the rice dumplings." Luo Shen said in a deep voice.

"Swish!" He said, throwing his Zhanlu out of his hand. Zhanlu's black cold light cut a crack in the air. With a light sound, the iron was cut like mud, and the hand of the rice dumpling was cut off.

He Fengmeng was still "tug of war" with Zongzi. Zongzi's hand suddenly fell down. He Fengmeng only felt a cold light sting his eyes, and then his hand cooled down. Zhan Lu barely slashed along his hand. If it was one inch, no, half an inch, the fallen hand would be replaced by He Fengmeng!

Gudong!

He Fengyu fell backwards and sat directly on the ground, sat on a big butt pier, and at the same time, "Ahhhhhhh--" screamed in pain.
To be continued...