I looked at the ancient corpse wrapped in yellow python skin on the ground and was not as scared as before, not afraid, but still very proud in my heart.

I also heard this order that Qin Yue gave to Gu Yicheng.

Wait—what is it? Where did it come from? Why didn't I find it?

Gu Yicheng got Qin Yue's order, so he walked to the coffin that was falling apart, and kicked away the wooden frame and sawdust on the ground with his foot.

The wooden frame and sawdust were kicked away by Gu Yicheng, and a pair of talismans painted under the coffin were also displayed in front of me.

Uncle Cheng and Gou Xilai squatted in front of the talisman on the ground and began to look at it seriously.

And I—

I was stunned when I saw the talisman painted under the coffin.

Tadpole Text!

I saw no less than ten tadpole inscriptions in this talisman, and the other groups of symbols, which were either horizontal and vertical, or composed of hieroglyphs, were also naturally ignored by me.

"This is the Yellow Dragon Urn, which is a kind of evil spirit-repelling charm that is popular among the people of Northern Yan. ”

Gou Xi looked at the row of talismans on the ground and said their names.

"Well, it is indeed the Yellow Dragon Urn circulated by the folk of Beiyan, this Yellow Dragon Urn is used to drive away evil spirits, and why did this Tang Tomb owner paint the Yellow Dragon Urn used by Beiyan to exorcise evil spirits under his coffin?"

Uncle Cheng's voice also carried a deep doubt.

"It's really contradictory, this tomb owner is wrapped in yellow python skin, is to turn into a dragon and fly after death, since he wants to turn into a dragon and fly up, why do you want to draw a yellow dragon urn under the coffin to suppress demons and dispel evil spirits? Isn't this lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot?"

Gu Yicheng also stared at this group of Huang Longqi and said with a puzzled expression.

I can hear the conversation between Uncle Cheng and the others, and I know what they are discussing.

But what about tadpoles? Why don't they say it? Can't they see it?

Those dozen tadpole texts are sandwiched in this row of yellow dragon urns, obviously so obvious, why don't they mention which dynasty's text the tadpole text is?

At this moment, I was confused, quite confused.

I wanted to ask Uncle Cheng about them, but seeing the three of them squatting on the ground with a focused face, I really didn't want to bother.

I saw Gu Yicheng pick up the flower shirt, and saw Gu Yicheng take out a cyan bamboo tube from under the flower shirt.

Open the lid of the bamboo tube, and then point the mouth of the bamboo tube against the set of talismans on the ground.

Gu Yicheng's action attracted me, and I saw that white powder like fine sand flowed out of the mouth of the bamboo tube, and the white powder fell on the talisman on the ground.

After Gu Yicheng poured the white powder in the bamboo tube evenly on the row of talismans on the ground, a strange scene happened.

The talismans on the ground were originally black, but when the white powder fell on the black talismans, the row of talismans on the ground turned green.

Green, a sparkling green, and the kind with a sparkle.

Gu Yicheng took out another bamboo tube from under the flower shirt again, and took out a piece of rice paper from the bamboo tube.

Cover the rice paper over the green and glowing row of talismans.

I was dumbfounded, really dumbfounded.

The green, glowing talisman was actually "sucked" into this piece of rice paper.

That's right, just suck it in.

The whole row of talismans on the ground suddenly came to life, but—but—what about the tadpoles?

Why didn't this piece of rice paper copy the dozen or so tadpole inscriptions in that row of talismans?

Why is that?

I stared at the rice paper on the ground and tried to find the dozen tadpole inscriptions in the rice paper that copied the talisman, but there were no tadpoles at all.

The dozen or so tadpole characters were not copied by this piece of rice paper at all.

Gu Yicheng had already begun to roll up the rice paper, but the row of yellow dragon urns under the rice paper had disappeared.

What is this? Is there no proof of death?

That is, I will tell Qin Yue now, I just saw more than a dozen tadpole characters in this yellow dragon urn, will Qin Yue believe it? Uncle Cheng, will they believe it?

It's not dumb, eating Coptis chinensis is bitter, and I can't tell what it is?

Gu Yicheng put the copy rice paper into the bamboo tube and stood up.

Uncle Cheng and Gou Xilai also stood up from the ground unhurriedly.

I subconsciously touched my sleeve, and the human skin in my sleeve was painted with tadpole text.

The tadpoles on this man's skin, they know me, but I don't know them.

Moreover, the dozen or so tadpole texts I saw in the Yellow Dragon Jar just now, I don't know if they are the tadpole texts on the human skin in my sleeve.

They don't know anything, but they have such a thing hidden on their bodies.

Moreover, I now realize that this human skin may not be simple, not possible, but absolutely not simple.

For more than 2,000 years, can human skin be preserved for more than 2,000 years? Is it really possible, can it be preserved so "fresh"?

Also, is this human skin really something more than 2,000 years ago? Only later, because Ban Hei is a character more than 2,000 years ago, if this human skin is not Ban Hei's thing, then the age of this human skin has to be traced back to the future.

What dynasties preceded the Han Dynasty?

From back to front, they are, Qin Dynasty, Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Dynasty, Shang Dynasty, Xia Dynasty, and Ancient Five Emperors.

Which dynasty did this human skin come from?

And so on –

I suddenly realized a very serious problem, and after I realized this very serious problem, my head also oozed cold sweat.

Tadpole Text!

Could this tadpole be the only one I can see?

Only this explanation can be explained.

Uncle Cheng, Gu Yicheng, Gou Xilai, and even Qin Yue, the four of them couldn't see the tadpole text in the Yellow Dragon Urn.

That's right, that's it.

At this moment, I was in the tomb of the ancients thousands of years ago, and I suddenly felt a cold feeling.

"What are you thinking?"

Qin Yue's voice sounded faintly behind me, and the tone that did not distinguish between yin and yang also made the entire hair on my body stand up.

"Don't be reckless if you don't get used to it, you go up, let the thin man pull you up. ”

I know how pale my face is at the moment, and I also know that Gou Xilai, Gu Yicheng and Uncle Cheng are looking at me.

was said by a woman in front of three men, I must have plummeted in the impression of Uncle Cheng and the three of them.

But that's not how it turned out.

I can't just show that I'm not scared and take out the human skin hidden in my sleeve.

The atmosphere was already heavy, but it was also reduced to the extreme by Qin Yue's words to me.

Gu Yicheng was looking at me, Gou Xilai was also looking at me, but Uncle Cheng was looking at Qin Yue.

Qin Yue is behind me, since I was a child, it was the first time that I was said this by a woman who was about my age.

I heard footsteps behind me, and I didn't have to look back to know that it was Qin Yue.

Qin Yue walked past me and walked towards the earthen wall in front of me.

Walking to the earthen wall, Qin Yue stopped.

I looked at Qin Yue, who was standing in front of the earthen wall in front of me, and I also saw Uncle Cheng walking towards me.

Walking up to me, Uncle Cheng looked at me quietly, and said to me in a low voice: "Zhang Bing, Miss is not trying to drive you away, don't misunderstand." ”

This is a beautiful misunderstanding.

Gu Yicheng also walked over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Dude, our gang of people are still counting on you to open the way for us, Miss Qin, I have a little less talent in the art of language, you are slowly getting used to it, you look at me, before I was with Miss Qin, I was a well-known gentleman in Beijing, but now, I am a wild horse tamed by Miss Qin. ”

Listening to Gu Yicheng's words that were obviously comforting me, I was also amused by this Gu Yicheng.

"Do you still want to say that Miss Qin is the grassland of your wild horse?"

I also looked at Gu Yicheng and quipped.

When Gu Yicheng heard my words, his face was as delicate and bright as a flower.

Closer!

I can feel that at this moment, I and Gu Yicheng and Uncle Cheng suddenly got closer.

Looking at Uncle Cheng's tense old face, the tension was because he wanted to laugh but couldn't hold back his laughter.

At this moment, I finally felt that I was truly part of them.

Because, when I saw Gou Xilai, he also secretly laughed.

It's a good feeling.

"Zhang Bing, here. ”

I heard Qin Yue's iconic voice.