I don't know when it started, but under the pitch black, there was only a flickering flashlight underground, and there was not only the echo of jade being trampled. Where the light did not shine, the vocal music rang in unison, the chimes should be harmonious, low and steady, the gonghou clanged, and the drums were clanging, just like countless ghosts hiding in this thousand-year-old tomb, and finally waiting for the people they were waiting for, all of them came out of the darkness to operate the musical instruments that had been placed in the dust for thousands of years, and played the accompaniment for this dance that had been separated for thousands of years.

Wang Fugui and Yu Chen were the first to come back to their senses, and the two secretly looked at each other, and they both saw the extreme fear on each other's faces. But they did not dare to make a sound, and they could not make a sound, for fear of interrupting the dance of the mantige and the 'people' who were hiding in the darkness to play. Zongzi's whole body is stiff and powerful, it can only bite, not play music, and there is a fresh 'living' ghost around them, which makes it difficult for them to attribute the source of the music to other sources. They could only secretly pray that Jun Yihuang could cover them with Lan Drunk's face and let them retreat.

But among all of them, the most frightened ones were not Wang Fugui and Yu Chen, nor Leopard and Montaigne, but Lan Zui.

Perhaps it should not be called horror, but more accurately called petrification. Lan Zui looked at the figure dancing on the jade not far away, completely ignoring the image, and his mouth was so open that he could almost stuff a duck egg. The dancing posture of the Meng Zheng in front of him coincided with the slender figure dancing on the water in his mind, although the movements of the Meng Zheng were not as smooth and soft as Helan Fu's in comparison, but whether it was the pace or the movements, they were exactly the same, without deviation.

This can't be a coincidence! When pigs fly!

Lan Zui stared at Meng Zheng blankly, and even the sound of various silk and bamboo instruments didn't seem to be heard, and after a long while, he turned his neck stiffly and stammered to Jun Yihuang: "Jun ...... Junjun ...... She...... She...... Meng Zheng ...... Helan ...... She ......"

"Keep your mouth shut, girls don't pay attention to appearance at all, it's really ugly." In contrast, Jun Yihuang, who was standing next to Lan Zui, reacted much more flatly, just glanced at Lan Zui's wide open mouth with slightly disgusted eyes, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of his mouth wanted to hook and suppress himself.

Lan Zui was so surprised that he selectively ignored Jun Yihuang's dislike for the time being, and just stared at Jun Yihuang incredulously: "Junjun, she can dance Helan Fu's dance!" Could it be that she is the reincarnation of Helan Fu! You, I, She...... Wait, you already knew?! You didn't sue me! ”

"It's not." Jun Yihuang didn't say much this time, just gave an ambiguous answer lightly, his eyes stared at the figure in front of him who was still spinning and dancing, he didn't know what he thought, and his expression was a little condensed in a trance.

"Not? What not? This kind of appetite is adjusted to the air but the feeling of being forced to dry is enough to make people crazy, Lan Zui pressed the urge to hold Jun Yihuang's collar and shake it desperately, and his pretty face was almost attached to Jun Yihuang's chin, hoping that someone could give an answer that human beings understand, but Jun Yihuang directly treated her as air, closed her mouth and stopped responding.

I don't know if Meng Zheng was tired of dancing or what, the sound of the soles of his shoes hitting the jade gradually slowed down, and the music that sounded out of thin air began to look monotonous and messy. Lan Zui couldn't get an answer, and he really had nothing to do about an ethereal ghost, so he could only turn his gaze back to Meng Zheng depressedly. For Meng Zheng's pause, Lan Zui's eyebrows gradually wrinkled, Meng Zheng's pace hesitated, and his movements stagnated, even those who had never seen Helan Fu dance knew that something must be wrong. Lan Zui didn't know what would happen if he stopped halfway through the dance, but Meng Zheng was now walking to the center of the jade, and it was a sure thing that he would be trapped. Lan Zui wanted to remind her several times, but she had only seen Helan Fu's dance once, and at most she had a general impression, but it was impossible to really remember every step of the dance. As for the only person who could remind Meng Zheng, Lan Zui hadn't felt the slightest hint of what she wanted to say so far, so Lan Zui could only raise his heart to his throat, and watched in horror as Meng Zheng hesitated and tangled out of the next step, seeing that all directions were ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"Left front three, left two, right back two, front one left one."

The indifferent female voice that no one expected sounded out of thin air, the voice was not loud, but it fell on everyone, especially Lan Zui's ears, like a thunderclap. If Meng Zheng's previous dancing made Lan Zui stunned, this time Lan Zui was completely shocked.

The one who spoke didn't pay attention to the momentary convergence on him, mixed with all kinds of indecipherable eyes, just looked intently at the direction of Meng Zheng, and continued to point: "The latter one left one front one right two, the right front four, the right three." ”

Meng Zheng, who was standing in the center of the jade, seemed to be stunned, turned around and looked at this side for a few seconds before continuing to move according to Bai Suhe's instructions. In this way, one spoke, one danced, the scattered music was restored, the stagnant dance posture became smoother and smoother, and the figure of Meng Zheng gradually faded away, gradually disappearing into the darkness in the distance.

"Hurry up, grab the flashlight and help her take care of it!" It wasn't until people couldn't see it that Wang Fugui woke up like a dream, and he didn't care about disturbing the gods and ghosts in the dark, so he hurriedly commanded the leopard to raise a flashlight to illuminate the zither.

In the already somewhat dim and diffusing light, the figure of Meng Zheng in the distance was blurred, and the steps under his feet were naturally no longer clear. But the dance steps of Meng Zheng seemed to have been imprinted in Bai Suhe's mind, and Bai Suhe stopped looking at it at all, but closed his eyes and reported the direction of his next walk like a cloud.

She ...... This...... She...... They ......, "Lan drunk look at this, look at that, open his mouth, only to feel like his brain is suddenly stuffed with a ball of wool, and the mess is simply unreasonable."

"So she...... yes, I should have thought of it. It's been a thousand years, but now they are gathered together one by one, is this really the will of heaven in the dark? Even Jun Yihuang, who is usually indifferent and does not show much affection, looked at Bai Suhe's expression and muttered to himself in a voice that no one could hear clearly, and his glassy black jade-like eyes swept from Bai Suhe to Meng Zheng, and finally turned back to Lan Zui, who was still in a sluggish state, and the depression, sadness and resentment in his eyes were less, revealing a little warmth.

"She is Helan Fu."

"Huh?" An explanation from Jun Yihuang flying out of the sky pulled Lan Zui out of his half-stupidity. But the discovery in just five minutes is too amazing, the people around them are all the reincarnations of people who are entangled with their previous lives, and that's it, according to the current situation, they even have memories of their previous lives, which - this - this can no longer be described by coincidence.

"Is that a ......?"

"Xia Ruoqing."

Lan drunk and stunned, Bai Suhe, Helan Fu, Meng Zheng, Xia Ruoqing, she, Su Lingyu, Jun Yihuang.

Is she playing a prop-gathering game? Old acquaintances from more than a thousand years ago can unconsciously get together together, good, very good, just a table of mahjong!

And then what? Now that the cards are all together, what are you going to do?! King fried?

Just when Lan Zui's thoughts involuntarily diverged in the boundless direction, the crisp sound of jade and music came to an abrupt end. Lan drunk a shudder, raised her eyes, and found that during her daze, Meng Zheng had already passed the jade lake in front of her and reached the other end.

Dead silence, dead silence, from the sound of bells and drums to the silence of all voices, but for a moment. Now it was as if nothing had happened, except that Meng Zheng, who had been hiding behind everyone, stood alone in the distance, his figure fluttering in the flickering light, standing silently, not like a person, but more like a spiritualist who had blended into this ancient tomb and waited for them to go.

"Ami, are the towers locked in the gara?" (Sister, what's going on over there?) ）

Montaigne's sudden voice startled everyone. After waiting for a while, the crisp response of the mantige came back: "A wrap of trees, Gala Gemo." ”

Lan Zui and the others couldn't understand the local dialect of Mengjia Village, so they could only stare at Montaigne with a frown. After hearing Meng Zheng's words, Montaigne's expression immediately became very ugly, and he ignored the others, and shouted: "And a wrapped tree? Chitale? ”

"Mo."

Yu Chen couldn't help it, and asked in a deep voice, "What did Meng Zheng say?" ”

"There's nothing over there but a tree,!" Montaigne threw out the answer impatiently, his thin lips stretched into a straight line, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Impossible, right?"

"How so?"

Yuchen Leopard expressed disbelief, of course Lan Zui didn't believe it, and glanced at Jun Yihuang, but Jun Yihuang nodded and said in a low voice: "I didn't take a closer look, but from a distance, there is indeed only one tree over there." You don't really have to go over. ”

Now what?

This is everyone's question now.

Stemming from Meng Zheng's usual naivety and directness, her answers are highly credible. But they all came here, and the passage of the past was also found, because other people's words would go home, which would be quite unwilling for most people.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing, especially when there is something in front of you that you want to get no matter what, this feeling will become more and more intense.

So the eyes of Yu Chen and the others invariably gathered on Bai Suhe. No matter why Bai Suhe and Meng Zheng knew how to go through this passage, if they wanted to go over, the hope was obviously all on Bai Suhe.

Lan Zui also looked at Bai Suhe, but his mind was completely different. If Bai Suhe is the reincarnation of Helan Fu, and Bai Suhe has now restored the memory of his previous life, then wouldn't Bai Suhe now go to dig up his own tomb and disturb the peace of his bones? This kind of thing...... The picture is too beautiful to think.

And more importantly, although Lan Zui didn't fully understand the grievances between the four people in the past, she could also guess from the fragmentary dreams that the relationship between Xia Ruoqing, Helan Fu and Jun Yihuang was not good. For Xia Ruoqing, just from a few things in the dream, Lan Drunk is already very jealous. She couldn't have imagined that the simple Meng Zheng would transform into the reincarnation of Xia Ruoqing! Although Lan Zui knew that as a reincarnation, she was actually as innocent as herself, but once her identity changed, it would be difficult for Lan Zui to trust her as before.

As for Helan Fu, he is naturally from Xia Ruoqing's side. When did Bai Suhe remember the original past, whether she would continue to stand idly by and watch the behavior of everyone robbing the tomb, and if she really found Jun Yihuang's soul, whether she would still help Jun Yihuang, the former enemy, to consolidate her soul, this qiē became unknown in a short period of time.

Uncle Zhong is gone, Yuchen Wang Fugui They can't be fully trusted, they are scarred, Jun Yihuang's yin power is definitely no longer able to let her use, and the most trusted ally has become a potential enemy, and the shape has taken a sharp turn, developing in the direction that is most unfavorable to him.

Now Lan Zuicai really regrets letting Dong Zhong go. At present, the most important thing is not how to get through the jade lake, but to find out who is friend and foe, so as not to be stabbed in the back.

"Lan drunk, you go up."

I don't know if Jun Yihuang has a mind reading technique, Lan Zui hasn't finished analyzing it, Jun Yihuang has already said lightly.

"No, what are you going to do when I go up!"

"What if you find your soul now? I didn't expect her to be her. Now, what else do you need to take the risk? ”

"But...... In case ......"

"Didn't you ask me how I died? Okay, I'll sue you now, I died at the hands of Helan Fu. Showing an unbelievable look at Lan Zui instantly, Jun Yihuang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "Didn't you expect it?" ”

Bombshells bombed down one after another, making Lan drunk and dizzy. Lan Zui muttered for a long time before he regained his voice: "What...... It's her ......."

For the people in the harem in the dream, Lan Zui guessed them one by one, but for the cold and arrogant Helan Fu, Lan Zui instinctively did not dislike it, and he didn't expect Jun Yihuang to die under Helan Fu's hands.

Did Bai Suhe remember this? If so, when did she remember?

Seeing that the soul of the person who died by her own hands thousands of years ago was by her side, why could she still be so calm and calm!

Lan Zui raised his eyes and collided with Bai Suhe's gaze.

Bai Suhe's eyes were as cold and indifferent as ever, as if she didn't know anything, she was still the same Bai Suhe.

It turned out to be her! Why her!

Although the number of times we have met after we have met is only a handful, the friendship of living and dying together several times is real!

When you meet, the poisonous tongue is a poisonous tongue, but Lan Zui has regarded Bai Suhe as his friend from the bottom of his heart, and he belongs to the category that can be acquainted.

"Do you still want to go over?"

"Yes, of course."

Lan Zui suddenly evoked a smile, raised his voice and replied, ignoring Jun Yihuang's suddenly sinking face, he walked towards Bai Suhe calmly.

She wanted to see how much Bai Suhe remembered.

She wanted to see what they were going to do in this life!

For so many grievances and hatreds of Lan Zui, Yu Chen didn't know. He just desperately wanted to go over there and see if there really was nothing but a tree. However, Bai Suhe ignored him all the time, and finally waited for Bai Suhe to be willing to speak, and he immediately answered: "Miss Bai, can you please guide us how to get over?" ”

"Meng Zheng has already said that there is nothing over there, you still have to go over?"

"It's all here, of course we have to check it out!"

"Whatever you want." Bai Suhe looked indifferent, and helped Lan Zui to stand up: "If you want to follow me, you can't make a mistake." ”

Yu Chen nodded hurriedly, looked at Wang Fugui who was sitting on the ground, and hesitated: "Uncle Wang, there should be nothing wrong over there, can you stay here for the time being?" ”

"Okay, it's safe here, I'll wait for you here." Wang Fugui knew that his steps in the past were complicated, and it was inconvenient to carry himself on his back, and Meng Zheng was fine if he stayed there for so long, which meant that there was no danger over there, so he immediately agreed.

"I'm not interested in a tree, and I'm not going to go. I'll stay here with Uncle Wang. As soon as Wang Fugui's words fell, Montaigne followed closely.

Yu Chen frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. If there was only one tree over there, it would take no more than ten minutes to go back and forth. He was now bent on going over to find out, not wanting to dwell too much on this kind of matter, so he just glared at Montaigne with a warning look, telling him not to use his crooked brains to make trouble.

Knowing the way to pass guò, it is naturally very fast to pass. It is worth mentioning that when a few people walked to the center of the jade, the musical instruments sounded again, and they knew that the drum music was not the work of some gods, presumably just a part of the jade arranged under the wire, as long as they stepped on it to produce vibrations, they would bring those instruments to sound.

After walking more than half of the jade lake, Yu Chen raised his flashlight, and he could already roughly see the appearance of the other side. Meng Zheng stood quietly at the end waiting for them, and not far behind Meng Zheng, there was indeed a small golden tree that was smaller than the golden tree, but the shape was exactly the same. But the whole tree was completely withered, the brilliant golden color was gone, the black dead branches were horizontal, and the long dead branches hung down from the main branches and spread to the ground. The leaves fell cleanly, revealing the rammed yellow earth wall behind them.

It is indeed as Meng Zheng said, there is nothing here but this tree.

This tree is the end.

"This ...... How is this possible! Got such a large piece of jade, made such a complicated mechanism, and this is just such a tree? Funny master, this is! After seeing it clearly, the leopard was the first to jump up: "Brother Yu, what the hell is this tomb doing!" By the way, could it be that we are mistaken, the main burial chamber is buried under those jades, right?! ”

Yu Chen didn't answer, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the little golden tree, and turned his head sideways to Lan Zui with a questioning look. Lan Zui didn't say anything, just hooked out a smile of unknown meaning and looked at Bai Suhe, who was expressionless.

"Lan Zui, do you do it or do I do it?" In the end, Yu Chen couldn't help it and asked.

Lan Zui didn't answer, his eyes shifted from Bai Suhe to Meng Zheng, and after a pause, he turned back to Bai Suhe's face: "Sister Bai, Meng Zheng, can you drive it?" ”

Meng Zheng had always looked a little dazed, and was suddenly named by Lan Drunk, looking confused as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Ah? What the? ”

Bai Suhe was stared at by Lan Zui, but as if he didn't realize it, he hung his head for a long time, and moved sideways for half a step, revealing the trunk of the small golden tree behind him.

Lan Zui's eyes immediately became complicated, and he continued to stare at Bai Suhe for a moment before he crossed Bai Suhe's side and walked to the side of the tree trunk.

I saw Lan Zui stretch out his fingertips and gently put them on the trunk of the tree, his eyes half-closed, and his fingertips moved slowly, as if he was groping not for rough bark, but for some peerless treasure. Gently, thinly, I walked around the trunk of the tree for most of the circle, and finally my fingers stopped at shoulder height.

"Luoyang shovel, the smallest kind." Lan Zui commanded in a deep voice, and the leopard immediately took out a shovel from his bag and handed it to Lan Zui.

Lan Zui aimed the tip of the shovel at the place where his fingers had just rested, steadied the shovel with one hand, and groped for something on the handle with the other. I saw Lan Zui's right hand twisted and pressed, and the sharp shovel tip actually fell obliquely into the bark like cutting tofu, Lan Zui clenched the handle and pried it out, only to see a small yellow shadow being picked up by the shovel, forming a parabola in the air and then rolling on the ground twice and falling near the leopard's feet.

When the leopard looked at it, his face was full of incredulity, and he immediately bent down to pick up the little thing. Start with a heavy portion, and then take a flashlight to shine, and the metallic luster is fully revealed.

This turned out to be a wedge with a layer of bark wrapped around the outer head and pure gold on the inside!

Lan Zui didn't seem to hear the leopard's exclamation, and his fingertips continued to grope in the direction just now. As long as the fingertips stop every time, a golden wedge the size of a little finger will be pried away from the trunk and fly to the ground by the Luoyang shovel.

The leopard watched in a daze as Lan Zui pried out small holes in the trunk of the tree that had been integrated, these small holes were arranged very densely, but they were very regular, and after a while, a slightly shorter than Lan Zui, the rudiments of an oval-shaped 'door' appeared.

"Almost, leopard Yuchen, you'd better come and hold it together, this cover is pure gold, very heavy." Lan Zui finally sighed and said to Yu Chen.

"Kim's...... This...... Isn't this a tree? "With a bunch of small gold wedges in his hand, the leopard was still a little incredulous. If this tree is golden, then isn't the outer tree too...... Could it be that they are mistaken, that tree is not just a color like gold, but a real tree of gold?!

God, if that's the case, then the two big ones, how much gold there must be!

Don't talk about antiques, antique jewelry is nothing! That's enough gold to buy any antique! And it's easy to make a move after melting, the risk is small and the return is big, this trip is finally worth it!

"I don't know how the one outside died, but this one was artificially hollowed out of its trunk. The area behind the jade is the main burial chamber, this tree-" Lan Zui knuckles gently knocked on the trunk: "It is the owner of this mausoleum, Helan Fu's coffin." ”

As Lan Zui's words fell, the last wedge landed, and Yu Chen and the leopard only felt a sinking of their arms, and the weight of Mount Tai pressed on the shoulders of the two of them in an instant. Fortunately, the two of them reacted quickly, one left and one right at the same time, only to hear a loud bang, a half-foot-thick and nearly one-person-high, oval-shaped golden coffin lid slammed heavily on the ground, crushing the hard and incomparable roots below.

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