After stepping into Ran Qing's room, Zhang Yang turned on the lights in the room. After seeing that Ran Qing really didn't come back, Zhang Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Closing the door with his hand, Zhang Yang walked to a chair with a somewhat awkward step, and sat down.

Thanks to Zhang Yang's good health, and the warm current that gradually began to recover, although Zhang Yang was still sore at this time, but it was indeed much better than just now.

casually picked up a cup from the table next to him, and drank the cold water in the cup in two sips.

After relieving himself and feeling that his body had recovered a little, Suo stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Probably Ran Qing doesn't care too much about the reason for those makeup supplies, and there are only a few supplies in front of the mirror for dressing in the bathroom.

didn't pay too much attention to this, and stared straight at himself in the mirror.

looked at it, and when he saw the scene in his eyebrows, he was shocked when he raised his eyes.

Just like the purple mark that some people like to pinch out in the center of their eyebrows after they catch a cold, the position of the eyebrows at this time is also full of such a trace. Although it is not as purple as that kind of situation, the red mark on the center of the eyebrows at this time has a strange feeling in the red. Even......

couldn't help but caress the position of his eyebrows, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, and looked at the red line in the mirror of his eyebrows......

Really, really like a closed eye......

shook his head, although he temporarily suppressed his unbelievable thoughts, but for some reason, such speculation seemed to be imprinted in Zhang Yang's heart, and he could never wave it away. Especially when I think of the position of my eyebrows before, the red and white light that shoots out. It is even more necessary to make Zhang Yang think more.

Sighing violently, he looked at himself in the mirror again, and after glancing at him, Zhang Yangsuo turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Sitting back on the chair again, Zhang Yang hesitated, but still a little uneasy, stood up again, walked to the balcony, and looked around for a while by the height.

After a while, after realizing that there was indeed no trace of the previous person, Zhang Yang was a little relieved.

Walking slowly back to the chair, Zhang Yang took out the wooden box from his arms and put it on the table next to him.

Sitting down, he quietly looked at the wooden box in front of him, and his expression was slightly in a trance.

Even if things have become more and more absurd recently, but in any case, the impact on Zhang Yang is not too exaggerated. Thinking of the monster just now, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Skeleton? Dead generals?

couldn't help but shake his head, suppressing the emotion in his heart, Zhang Yang slowly raised his right hand and opened the lid of the wooden box with a gap open.

"Huh?" , There have been various speculations, but when he saw the moment the box was opened, the things that appeared in his field of vision, Zhang Yang was still a little surprised.

Carefully picked up the top 'stone', put it in his hand and rubbed it, feeling the texture of the white-gray stone in his hand, Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning.

It seems to be the corner of a broken stone slab, and the edges and corners of the 'stone' in Zhang Yang's hand at this time are really a little messy. After groping carefully again, Zhang Yang looked at it repeatedly, and then looked at the stone side with a 'ˇ' look, which was obviously a broken pattern.

Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Yang looked at this inexplicable pattern, and his eyebrows became more and more wrinkled. Even for a moment, Zhang Yang's cheeks were visibly filled with more and more intense confusion.

"What the hell!" , muttered hatefully, and threw the 'stone' on the table violently. But after a while, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, and then took the 'stone' back into his hand again.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and searched for the room. In an instant, Zhang Yang stood up violently, ran to a cabinet in the room, and ripped off a section of wool.

After weighing it a little, Zhang Yang wrapped the stone quite carefully, and hung Suo surname around his neck.

Walking back to the table again, Zhang Yang took out one last thing from the box.

A piece of paper......

The moment he saw the piece of paper in his hand, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

This is the existence that is most in line with the identity of the treasure in Zhang Yang's imagination......

Although the yellowed piece of paper is relatively well preserved, the moment he saw this piece of paper, Zhang Yang found that the texture of this piece of paper was exactly the same as the two pieces he had ever gotten.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Zhang Yang first glanced at the handwriting on the head of the piece of paper, which was 'Shu Yue - Ten Thousand Ancient Qin Generals'. The moment he saw this line of handwriting, Zhang Yang subconsciously thought of the ghost thing he had just encountered.

couldn't help but shudder, Zhang Yang slightly suppressed his fluctuating thoughts, and subconsciously followed the handwriting on the paper.

Probably because of the previous incident, Zhang Yang's spirit was tense and relaxed, and it was inevitable that there would be some omissions. It should be that he forgot his usual surname every time he saw the content of this kind of spell, and Zhang Yang completely ignored the warm current in his body at this time, although he had recovered a little, but it was obviously still in an endangered state. While silently looking at the contents on the piece of paper, the warm current in Zhang Yang's body, which had recovered a little, had begun to fluctuate a little.

After Zhang Yang finished reading the content on the paper and relieved himself a little, he found the abnormality in his body coldly. But even so, at this time, Zhang Yang found that it seemed that he had no time to prevent the development and continuation of this situation.

The warm current in his body seemed to have suddenly changed, and in an instant, it erupted from Zhang Yang's body. Even with this situation, after the warm current poured out of Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang's body floated with an irrepressible feeling of cold.

Stunned and feeling the changes around him, just as Zhang Yang was thinking about how to stop such a cold situation, he saw Zhang Yang as the center, and a large black mist that seemed to be a karmic obstacle suddenly gushed out from under his feet.

Looking at the black mist that suddenly poured out, Zhang Yang's mouth opened even wider.

Ignoring Zhang Yang's emotional changes at this time, the moment the spell was activated, it seemed to be connected with some terrifying existence in the dark. A faint hoarse howl of the iceman, although the sound was not loud, but with the cold that penetrated the bones, it rushed straight to Zhang Yang's ears.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist spontaneously centered on Zhang Yang, outlining a black circle around it, and circle, circle, kept spreading from the outside to the inside, and in an instant, it spread to Zhang Yang's feet.

Leng looked at the absurd everything in front of him, and Zhang Yang's little heart beat violently. And then, seeing an existence gradually rising under his feet, Zhang Yang's eyes widened even more.

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