When Meng Zitao heard this voice, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly quickened his pace, however, the closer he got to the mouth of the cave, the faster the woman's speech became, and the voice became more and more charming, and when he reached the mouth of the cave, he almost turned back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Meng Zitao knew that something was wrong, and quickly bit the tip of his tongue, the pain made him suddenly sober up, and at this time, he quickly rushed out of the cave and gasped for breath.

Seeing this, the army hurriedly asked what happened to Meng Zitao.

Meng Zitao took out a sip of water, and then asked, "Didn't you hear that woman's voice just now?"

Dajun shook his head: "No, I haven't heard that voice since I came out of that room, did you hear it just now?"

"Not only did I hear it, but like a fly, it buzzed in my ears and I almost wanted to go back. In the end, Meng Zitao was still a little apprehensive, but he had never encountered such a strange situation.

The army was very surprised, but he didn't expect that Meng Zitao's experience was much more serious than him, could it be that there were really any ghosts and gods in this world? This obviously did not conform to his world view.

In the middle of the sound, Meng Zitao said: "No matter, let's get out of here as soon as possible, this place is too mysterious." ”

The army said, "Look at the current sky, it is better not to walk at night." ”

Meng Zitao looked up, only to find that it was already dark, and after looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Originally, they had already spent a lot of physical strength, and walking at night in the deep mountains and old forests was definitely not a good choice, so it was better to wait until tomorrow to go back, but fortunately, now that the ancient tomb was out, there should be no problem.

"Then let's wait until tomorrow. ”

After saying that, Meng Zitao and the army re-pushed the boulder that covered the cave outside, and re-covered the track, and then went to spend the night where they camped yesterday.

After eating something and resting for a while, Meng Zitao took out the bag prepared in advance and put the gold bars into it, it was not suitable for the old forest in the mountains to carry a box, and Meng Zitao had identified it with his ability, this was just an ordinary wooden box.

After sorting out his things, Meng Zitao said to the army: "When you go back, you can divide these gold bars in half, and you can save them or cash them out." ”

Dajun was slightly stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, to be honest, I didn't help much this time, if it weren't for me, you might have been easier." ”

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "You can't say that, don't say anything else, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to hide from the mechanism that Jingmen encountered at the beginning, and if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to open that door." Okay, count me on the wedding gift I gave you in advance, don't refuse!"

Seeing that Meng Zitao was resolute, the army could only accept it, and as for words like thanks, there was no need to say much about the relationship between them.

Because they were too tired, the two of them fell asleep early, and nothing happened all night, but Meng Zitao didn't sleep well, he was in a nightmare, and he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't wake up.

"Don't go......"

"you!" With a loud scolding, Meng Zitao snorted, and at this moment he was sweating profusely and his spirit was a little sluggish.

Meng Zitao looked at the surrounding environment, and found that he was in a familiar tent, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he looked at the army next to him, and found that the army was frowning and sweating profusely, although he was still asleep, the eyeballs under his eyelids kept turning, and he was probably also having nightmares.

So, Meng Zitao hurriedly got up and patted the army: "The army, get up!"

The eyes of the army opened suddenly, probably a habitual reaction, and it was a punch to Meng Zitao next to him, but fortunately, Meng Zitao was powerful, and this punch had no effect on him.

Seeing that the army was still about to swing his fist, Meng Zitao shouted: "The army, it's me!"

With this shout, the army also came back to its senses, looking like it was Meng Zitao, and his body relaxed.

Meng Zitao said, "You also have nightmares?"

Dajun nodded and said: "Well, a faceless woman in ancient costume in my dream has been pestering me, and she has been pulling me while asking me not to go, and then I actually knew that I was dreaming, but I just couldn't wake up. ”

Meng Zitao said: "I am like this too, no, we have to leave quickly, I suspect that we are cursed." ”

Based on his previous experience, Dajun also felt that this was very likely, so he didn't say much and directly began to pack his things.

The two of them ate some dry food, carried their things on their backs and began their journey back, all the way without incident, and in the evening they arrived at the hotel where they had been staying.

The nightmare of the night made the two of them have no energy, so they went to bed early and prepared to get up early tomorrow morning and rush home.

However, I never thought that the night was another nightmare, and Meng Zitao felt that he had struggled in the dream for a long time before he woke up, and the army was still the same as yesterday, until Meng Zitao called him, he woke up, and his mental state was even worse than yesterday.

Dajun smiled bitterly: "It will definitely not work if it goes on like this, we must find a way to remove the curse as soon as possible, otherwise it will become more and more serious day by day, and sooner or later I will not be able to wake up." ”

Meng Zitao thought for a while and said, "Can you still support it now?"

Dajun said: "It's okay, I used to have it when my spirit was worse than now, and I can hold on for the time being." ”

"Alright, let's have breakfast and let's go. ”

Meng Zitao still decided to drive back by himself, because whether he took a train or a plane, he could not leave immediately, and although the plane was fast, he had to transfer to transportation, so it was better to drive back.

Returning to Lingshi in the dust, the army felt tired and was about to fall asleep, Meng Zitao was okay, but he was also uncomfortable after two days of nightmares.

Back at the villa, Meng Zitao led the army to the basement and found the portrait of Guan Gong, when he picked up the portrait, a scream sounded in his ears, and then the whole person seemed to wake up from the state of chaos.

Meng Zitao perked up and said, "Dajun, you put your hand on this painting. ”

When the army heard this, he did so, and suddenly, Meng Zitao saw a faint black smoke coming out of his body and dissipating into the air.

"How do you feel?" Meng Zitao asked.

"I feel like I'm relaxed. Dajun said with a smile, then looked at the painting in front of him with some curiosity, and said, "What kind of painting is this? ”

Meng Zitao said: "This is painted by a Taoist priest in the Qing Dynasty, according to ancient sayings, it has the ability to drive away evil spirits, and I also discovered it by chance." ”

"It's a new loss, otherwise, I'll be miserable this time. The army said with some trepidation.

"If not, I'll have to ask for a teacher, I guess he should have a way. Meng Zitao said.

Dajun shook his head: "It's hard to say, when I went on a mission in the past, I also encountered a team member who fell into a curse or something like that, but he tried his best, but in the end he couldn't save it, hey......"

Meng Zitao was somewhat surprised when he heard this, it is definitely impossible for a person like Dajun to say that he deliberately did not save him, most likely there is no means of treatment, is his painting the only one?

From ancient times to the present, there are many famous and surnamed heavenly masters and monks, and there should be only one such painting, but it may not have been handed down, or it has not been discovered.

Meng Zitao didn't care about him, and said: "I've been tired for several days, we can rest assured today." ”

Dajun smiled and nodded, maybe he was too tired, and when he heard the word rest, the whole person began to feel sleepy.

Meng Zitao was not yet a superman, nor was he much better than the army, so the two of them went to rest with something to eat.

Meng Zitao slept until nine o'clock, and after getting up, he felt refreshed, and the whole person had a feeling of refreshment.

After washing, Meng Zitao received a call from Hu Yuanliang, saying that Lao Yang had something to look for him and asked him when he would come back.

After eating a few pieces of bread, Meng Zitao found that the army had not gotten up yet, and when he went to see that it was fine, he left a note for the army and drove to the antique street alone.

When Meng Zitao came to the antique street, he unexpectedly found that the stall of the small money was messy, and some porcelain was smashed, and some passers-by were still talking about it.

Meng Zitao saw the four fingers, greeted him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Shopkeeper Meng, you're back. Four fingers said hello, and then explained what had happened.

It turned out that the stall owner Xiaoqian went to dig out the house with a friend some time ago, and found a pair of reward bottles in an old man's house, which was a bit bumpy to the reward bottles, but because it was an official kiln in the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty, it was still worth some money.

After that, the two of them said to the old man that this thing was broken, even if it was originally worth a little money, it is not worth anything now. And said that this bottle was produced after liberation, and so on, anyway, all the rhetoric that devalued the value was exhausted, and the ninety-year-old man's heart was shaken, and he felt that the two of them were right, since the vase had been broken, it might be useless, and it was worthless, so he agreed to sell them.

Xiao Qian and his friends were overjoyed. He took out thirty yuan from his bag and handed it to the old man. The old man took the money and said, "It's only thirty yuan, it's a little less, right?"

Xiao Qian and his friend also said that this bottle should be ten yuan a piece, because he took care of you, he gave you ten yuan more, and thirty is already a lot.

The old man is so old, and he is usually diligent and thrifty, and he feels that thirty yuan is not a small amount of money, but he finally agreed.

When Meng Zitao heard this, he shook his head, Xiao Qian and his friends are really well-intentioned, although their methods are also normal in business, but in the face of a 90-year-old man, if it were himself, he really couldn't do this kind of thing.

The next thing is simple, the old man's son found out about it, found the door, and did it without saying a word~ " (To be continued.) )