A smell of blood as thick as substance hit Zhang Meng's nose like incompletely burned tobacco. That kind of intense smell, Zhang Meng really didn't know how to describe it, and almost choked him to death!

He stood up and slammed the wooden door shut, then covered his beating heart with one hand, and watched through the crack in the door as the man outside slowly walked in.

There was a familiar smile on that person's face, and that was 'him'.

Although Zhang Meng usually does not have the habit of narcissistically looking in the mirror, he is really sure that this kind of smile is what he is used to.

Why is this happening?

Zhang Meng really doesn't understand, what is this, copy?

But it doesn't make sense, how can your own memories be copied in the past? There is also that kind of unique demeanor, which is simply another living self, looking at the 'Zhang Meng' wearing a cheongsam, Zhang Meng only felt that he was about to collapse.

At this moment, 'Zhang Meng', who was wearing a cheongsam, walked towards the wooden door, and the other party looked in through the crack in the door with a strange look, and happened to meet Zhang Meng's eyes.

For a moment, Zhang Meng only felt that his hands and feet were trembling, and the other himself was staring at himself, this feeling was simply chilling!

Fortunately, the 'Zhang Meng' wearing the cheongsam didn't seem to have the intention of pushing open the door, Zhang Meng forcibly calmed himself down and didn't look at the eyes outside the door!

In front of him was a path the size of four or five fists, which stretched out from the clearing, and below it was a deep pit, or rather, a lake of blood.

Zhang Meng took a deep breath, he gently shook the wooden door, and then took a step back slightly.

After a long time, seeing that there was still no reaction outside the wooden door, and the person outside the door showed no sign of pushing the door in, he gasped softly.

Zhang Meng hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the trail and walked along the trail.

They had walked through a similar narrow passage in the abyss before, probably after experiencing it, but this time when Zhang Meng walked out, he didn't have much reaction.

Zhang Meng walked to the end of the path, and then leaned over to stare at the blood lake, in the middle of the blood lake, there was actually a place where lotus flowers bloomed one after another.

It's just that under the watering of the pool of blood, the petals of the lotus flower seem to be transparent, and they look extremely strange and bright red.

Those lotus flowers only stood in such a small cluster on top of the blood water, which looked a little abrupt!

Zhang Meng's eyes froze, and he found that there was actually something fluttering in the lotus bush. Zhang Meng took a closer look, it seemed to be a crystal coffin, and in the coffin, there seemed to be a relatively intact corpse.

Zhang Meng's heart jumped in horror, could this coffin be filled with the Exquisite Queen?

Zhang Meng took a deep breath, he was a little nervous, he must know that everything here is in the hands of this woman two thousand years ago, and all the arrangements here are probably from her.

"No, how does this corpse look like a child?"

Zhang Meng leaned down and said with some doubts.

He looked at the coffin carefully, but from one angle he found that the coffin contained a child, because the proportions of the body were too small, and it was exactly the appearance of a child.

Zhang Meng has a question mark in his head, why is there a child's corpse here?

Judging from the bones he had seen before, it didn't seem that the size of the Elite Citizen was much different from that of modern humans. If she really was the Queen of Excellence, she wouldn't be like this.

Zhang Meng was very curious, this was probably the last place of this tomb, and at this moment he couldn't wait to unveil this mysterious veil!

Ever since he'd been here, he hadn't seemed to be able to figure out what secrets he was trying to hide.

Zhang Meng had a faint feeling, whether it was the tens of thousands of corpses and bones piled up above the abyss before, or the four gods, puppet trap beasts, etc., these things were all to protect that secret.

He leaned down, and then looked at the lake of blood, this coffin should be made of crystal, and there was an angle from which the face of the owner of the corpse could be clearly seen.

Zhang Meng adjusted his body and stared at the coffin, and he didn't know how long it took, he felt that his shoulders were already sore, so he waited for the right angle.

At a glance, a particularly familiar face was imprinted into Zhang Meng's mind at once!

Zhang Meng's head was short-circuited in an instant!

His eyes were full of doubts, who was this child? Why did he give himself such a strong sense of familiarity, Zhang Meng swore that he must have seen this person, but when he recalled it at the moment, he found that his brain was cloudy, and he couldn't find the impression of this person at all.

Child?

Where have I seen this man?

Zhang Meng's heart is furious, this place is too weird, whether it is the family of three he met before, or the familiar child in this coffin, why does he have a strong sense of familiarity?

This is definitely something in the depths of his memory, Zhang Meng hammered his forehead vigorously with his hand.

"Could it be the role of the bronze mask......

Zhang Meng said to himself, if he was sure that he had really never seen this child, then this feeling was eighty percent because of the bronze mask. At that time, he remembered that Lady Na had said that this bronze mask stored a specific memory, and he had worn this mask before, so it was possible that some inexplicable memories would appear.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Zhang Meng's body trembled suddenly, and a large goosebump on his back immediately stood up.

He looked back warily, only to see a familiar face.

"It's so dangerous, it turns out to be Brother Jiu'er! By the way, Brother Jiu'er, what happened just now, why did you suddenly disappear? ”

Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and the person behind him was not 'Zhang Meng' in a cheongsam, but Ye Jiu.

Ye Jiu's mouth moved, and then spit out three words: "I don't know." ”

"By the way, did you see that mirror before?" When she thinks of that mirror, Zhang Meng still feels hairy.

"Mirrors?"

Ye Jiu's face showed a puzzled expression.

"yes, you've been staring at that mirror for a long time! It's the side that hides in the crack, and then I just walked forward and waited until I got to the corner......."

Suddenly, Zhang Meng's voice stopped abruptly, he stared at Ye Jiu in horror, and the remaining half of his sentence was choked back.

"No, that corpse is you!"

Zhang Meng only felt a chill rush from his abdomen to his whole body, and he finally understood where the familiarity came from when he saw the corpse of the child in the lotus pond.

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