The eyes of the two girls collided in midair, as if there were invisible sparks shooting.

"Yang Qiao. Ma Xiaoling's voice sank suddenly, and he asked with a slight hostility: "Who is she?"

At the same time, Yoko Ueshiba also asked vigilantly: "Yang Jun, who is this?"

"Ma Xiaoling, let me introduce to you, this is ...... The new transfer student in our class, my classmate, Yoko Ueshiba. After speaking, the young man turned to the other side and said, "Yangzi, this is my good friend, named Ma Xiaoling." ”

However, his introduction was in vain, the two girls completely ignored Yang Qiao's existence, and approached together, their auras kept colliding, full of sabre-rattling flavor.

The temperature around him dropped by a few degrees all of a sudden, and in the summer, it actually made Yang Qiao feel cold.

"Yoko-san, are you Japanese?"

"Hayi, Miss Xiaoling, are you Yang Qiao's friend? ”

"Hehe, don't dare to advise, what were you talking to Yang Qiao about just now?" Ma Xiaoling's eyes were aggressive.

"It's just some ordinary words, does Miss Xiaoling have any advice?"

"Oh hehe~"

Yang Qiao looked at the two girls talking there, and always felt that after a group of harmony, there was another picture - swords and swords, full of murderous aura, and two peerless masters were making moves.

He wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, fortunately they hadn't involved him yet, but he was happy too early, this thought had just gotten up, and he saw Ma Xiaoling, who had murderous eyes in his eyes, turned his head to look at him, the frost on his face instantly turned into a gentle vein, she gently brushed the sea in front of her forehead, and her voice softened a little: "Yang Qiao, you let Miss Yangzi go first, I have something to look for you." ”

"Yang Jun. ”

Yoko Ueshiba held the book and winked at Yang Qiao, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked pitiful: "I haven't finished talking about it just now, can I ask Miss Xiaoling to leave for a while?"

After the two girls finished speaking, they glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes-

Hum!

Disdain, *naked disdain.

Yang Qiao swallowed his saliva and smiled dryly: "That, I still have something at home, I'll leave first, you two hit it off at first sight, talk more, get closer, hehe......"

He craned his neck and tiptoed to prepare for the thirty-six moves.

"Don't go!"

The arm was bent tightly, Ma Xiaoling on the left, and Yoko Ueshiba on the right, and the two girls held his hand tightly and did not let him leave.

This seems to others to be an extremely happy thing, but only the person concerned, Yang Qiao, knows how dangerous it is.

Needless to say, Ma Xiaoling cut off the fish demon with one sword, the heir of the Sword Sect, and killed decisively; Yoko Ueshiba, a Japanese girl, is even more amazing, catching robbers from a speeding motorcycle with her bare hands, comparable to a humanoid female tyrannosaurus.

Which of these two girls is a fuel-efficient lamp, and if you offend either of them, you will be unlucky.

But in the current state, the two seem to have decided that they are arbitrating, and they are holding themselves to prevent them from leaving, and they have to make a statement, which is really miserable......

The most unbearable thing is that their close posture, their skin and Yang Qiao's skin are together, and under that thrilling touch, there is a cold and sharp murderous aura like a blade, which makes the hairs on Yang Qiao's back stand upside down.

Left is neither right nor right, and there is nothing more painful in life than this.

Just when Yang Qiao felt like he was about to collapse, a panting voice saved him.

Yang ...... Yang Qiao, Ma Xiaoling, you are all here, huh, I'm tired to death. ”

Yang Qiao saw the expression of his relatives, broke free from the arms of Ma Xiaoling and Ueshiba Yoko, jumped to the side of the fat man who had just appeared, put his shoulder on his shoulder, and looked up at the sky: "The weather is so nice today, fat man, you say yes." ”

He couldn't say four or six words in his mouth, and he had already taken steps under his feet, and with the prop of the fat man Hu Tu, he began to retreat to the "battlefield".

Hu Tu, who had just arrived, was still out of breath, looking at Yang Qiao inexplicably, and then at Ma Xiaoling: "What's wrong, what are you going?" I just arrived, we still haven't said anything." ”

"Didn't we make an appointment to go shopping today, let's go. Yang Qiao pulled him with an expression of "Look at my sincere little eyes".

"Well, I don't have a problem with you taking me to see the little goldfish, but I'm not a little Lori, and there are Yan Yan and a few other friends waiting for me. ”

Hu Tu said, the fat on his body trembled, revealing a very obscene smile.

The smile on Yang Qiao's face froze, uh......

He looked around, and immediately saw Yan Yan, who was still standing on the side dragging his snot and holding the bear's schoolbag, and the other three middle-aged uncles, who were looking at him with strange expressions.

What's going on?

"Here's the thing, I have some private work in my hands recently, this time it happens to be related to the ancient tomb, and it happens to be the location of your school, I think you must be interested, so I made an appointment with Ma Xiaoling and came to you with her. ”

After the fat man's explanation, Yang Qiao figured out the situation and looked around.

Ma Xiaoling hugged his hands and looked at himself with a smile on his face, as if to say: You run, why don't you run?

"Hehe......" Yang Qiao laughed dryly twice and raised his hand in surrender.

……

Twenty minutes later, in the new campus of No. 2 Middle School, Yang Qiao, the fat man Hu Tu, Yan Yan, Ma Xiaoling, three commissioners from the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau, and Yoko Ueshiba appeared here.

Principal Dong led several directors of the school to greet him, and took the initiative to reach out and hold the hand of the commissioner of the Cultural Relics Bureau and shook it vigorously: "But I can look forward to you, the situation here is probably like this...... If it is an important artifact, please dispose of it properly. ”

"Don't worry, we will. ”

"Okay, Director Chen is in charge of our side, and he will take you to see the situation later. ”

"Okay, okay, Principal Dong, you can get busy first. ”

Director Chen, who is in charge of the new campus, led the group to the excavated foundation of the new teaching building and explained the situation in detail.

Only then did Yang Qiao know that Hu Tu did not lie to himself.

There is indeed an ancient tomb here. If it was just an ordinary ancient tomb, it would not have aroused such a great interest in the Cultural Relics Bureau, but I heard that there seemed to be a dragon's roar coming out from under this tomb, and all kinds of supernatural phenomena surpassed ordinary ancient tombs, and then Principal Dong greeted the leaders above, which attracted Hu Tu's interest, and at the same time made Hu Tu think of looking for Yang Qiao as a helper.

It just happened to be Yang Qiao's school, and judging from the last incident, Yang Qiao still has two brushes for these feng shui metaphysics. In Hu Tu's words, "everyone is a team", and of course we have to work together to do something.

And Yoko Ueshiba originally just wanted to learn about China's "Onmyoji Circle" from Yang Qiao, but now that it is time for her meeting, of course she refuses to waste this opportunity and follow along.

The group stood on the edge of the excavated foundation, first looked at the exposed part of the ancient tomb from a distance, and the three commissioners of the Cultural Relics Bureau each took some pictures with their cameras and mobile phones to record, and exchanged a few words in a whisper, and turned back to Hu Tu and said: "I can't see it clearly here, let's go down and have a look." ”

With their qualifications, they didn't need to take a child so seriously, but Hu Tu's identity was a bit special, and he was hand-picked by the above to be brought over to survey together, so they wouldn't snub him, and Yan Yan and Yang Qiao, who Hu Tu brought, were treated equally.

Everyone walked forward along the dirt path, one foot deep and one foot shallow, with soft soil under their feet and a damp smell of earth in their noses. When he looked at the bare blue brick stone cave from a distance, Yang Qiao's heart suddenly moved.

Something seemed to be emanating from the mouth of the cavern that had been exposed.

Is it a smell, or is it an inexplicable force?

Yang Qiao was a little unsure, but he had a faint intuition that there was indeed something underneath.

In addition to Yang Qiao, Ma Xiaoling and Yoko Ueshiba had inductions almost at the same time.

Ma Xiaoling's face was slightly surprised, his eyes were staring ahead, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he thought.

And Yoko Ueshiba, a pair of fists quietly pinched a seal in front of her chest, muttering to herself, as if reciting a mantra.

Onmyoji is one of the oldest traditions in Japan.

Legend has it that Onmyoji is a variant of Taoism in China, which is divided into two in Japan, one is Shintoism, which specializes in serving the gods, and the other is Onmyoji, who serves demons and demons and subdues evil. In Japanese history, there are several well-known onmyoji, such as Abe Harumi, Kokaku, etc.

Yoko Ueshiba's family has the ancestry of Onmyoji, and in her great-grandfather's generation, she also believed in Shintoism, so she has always maintained a strong reverence for ghosts and gods. In Yoko Ueshiba, there is a spiritual sense similar to the "eye of the sky", which can detect the existence of "spirit".

At this time, she was sensitive by nature, and she had already noticed that there was an unusual atmosphere at the scene.

The ancient tomb here is completely different from what she has seen in Japan, and it seems that there is some kind of "living" thing underneath, which is very powerful!

Among all the people, only Yang Qiao, Yoko Ueshiba, and Ma Xiaoling had senses, as for Hu Tu, Yan Yan and the three commissioners of the Cultural Relics Bureau, they did not notice the abnormality and were still moving forward.

Several construction workers standing outside the foundation waved their hands and shouted, "Watch out for what is down there, it's scary." ”

"These migrant workers don't have much knowledge, and we don't know how many ancient tombs we have seen. ”

A commissioner of the Cultural Relics Bureau snorted coldly, seeing that he was approaching the excavated cyan striped stones, and knew that he was about to reach the hole exposed by the ancient tomb. He pulled a tool out of his bosom, and the other two moved at the same time.

What they came up with was a miniature set of metal detectors, as well as cameras and recording equipment for air quality, humidity and temperature. All of them are instruments that are exclusively used by the Cultural Relics Bureau and are absolutely invisible from the outside.

In the face of modern advanced technology, the advantages of the ancient hand-touching gold shovel and other earthen tools have become smaller and smaller, and there are various specialized instruments within the Cultural Relics Bureau, which are a hundred times better than those old tools.

On Yang Qiao's side, the fat man Hu Tu's eyes rolled, and he took two steps back to Ma Xiaoling's side and whispered, "What do you see?"

Ma Xiaoling looked at Yang Qiao and pouted at him. Killing demons and demons is a profession, but looking at the Feng Shui Bureau, it seems that Yang Qiao is better at it.

With her gaze, everyone's attention fell on Yang Qiao, but she saw Yang Qiao's eyes slightly closed, standing in place, as if he had settled down.

In Yang Qiao's mind, it was by no means as calm as his appearance, and the entire square building foundation, centered on the corner of the ancient tomb dug up in the center, was composed into a three-dimensional glowing pattern in his heart.

With the meridian as the axis, the inner square and the outer circle, the left green dragon, the right white tiger, the four elephants are complete, this is the ......

One by one, the patterns of the burial pit appeared in Yang Qiao's heart, the arches of the guards, the burial goods and the foundation mechanism, the thousand catties of stones, and ...... And also......

Yang Qiao's eyes suddenly opened, revealing an expression of disbelief, and at this moment, the ground under his feet shook slightly, and a black gas gushed out from the blue-black masonry pit.

Roar~