Song Yanqing was a little funny: "Then I'll look at buying a few gifts." ”

Qiao Jin was sincere: "Whatever you buy, they will like it." ”

With Song Yanqing's identity, he will not send it down, and it is impossible for the Mu family to hate Song Yanqing.

Having said that, Song Yanqing glanced at Ah Another, and Ah Another's heart understood.

Miss Qiao didn't provide information, so it was very easy for Ah to go out and inquire in the mall.

For them, it is not difficult to do these things, the young master and Miss Qiao went to deal with things, and he just went to help the young master choose a gift.

The car stopped downstairs in Meng Chengyu's residential area.

It's daylight now, and there are not many people near the downstairs, and the car is parked nearby and inconspicuous, that is, when Song Yanqing and Qiao Jin got out of the car, it attracted a lot of attention.

The two of them were accustomed to this kind of gaze, and walked towards Meng Chengyu's house in the community.

Although Meng Chengyu didn't give the key, it was too easy for Qiao Jin to enter the door.

As soon as they entered, they saw the square sarcophagus in the living room.

The coffin board was lifted, which means that the sarcophagus is now open.

It only takes two steps forward to see the woman lying inside the sarcophagus.

This scene really challenges people's tolerance limits, and it is the right choice for Meng Chengyu and Yang Qiulu not to come back.

Song Yanqing was a little puzzled: "Why put her here? If you need a safe and hidden place, I can provide it." ”

"Yang Qiulu and Meng Chengyu are both holders of the formation, I put it here to see if she will have any conflict reactions with the two of them, when Meng Chengyu saw Yang Qiulu at that time, his heart beat extremely fast, almost causing Yang Qiulu to wake up directly. ”

Song Yanqing nodded in understanding, and walked over with Qiao Jin.

This stunning woman is still lying in the sarcophagus, wearing a black fringed crown and a big red robe, but it does not look like a wedding dress.

4,000 years ago, human civilization was just developing, and it stands to reason that there should not be such a dress.

But Qiao Jin himself existed 10,000 years ago, so he naturally knew that some things were just reburied over time.

And Song Yanqing saw the woman in front of him, and the moment he entered his eyes, his dark pupils suddenly sank.

Suddenly a picture appeared in his mind.

It was thousands of people who knelt down, in the empty land of yellow sand, the wind swept up thousands of miles of yellow sand, and they all knelt down on the ground, their expressions solemn and solemn.

"High Priest!"

"High Priest!"

"With my life, with my blood, I will sacrifice to the heavens!

"With my life, with my blood, I will sacrifice to the heavens!

……

Boundless, serious, even desolate.

A man, male and female, old and young, knelt on the ground, prayed to the heavens, and then cut his neck with a knife.

Bright red blood, like the most gorgeous and hot roses, blooms on the yellow sand.

The yellow sand in the sky cried, like the terrible wail of a ghost, which swept the entire earth in an instant, and the wind swept the yellow sand, enveloping all the shadows in an instant.

All this is buried under the yellow sand.

This lake surface was only two seconds, Song Yanqing frowned slightly, and muttered: "High priest?"

Is this the past he sees?

Qiao Jin looked at him instantly: "What did you see?"

The spirit master looks at the past and knows the future, this is a talent, and there is no comparison.