"Uh, can I go in?" Yang Xiaoguang said.

"Whatever."

As soon as Yang Xiaoguang entered, the little fox ran over with a brocade box in his mouth.

Yang Xiaoguang's heart thumped: "Could it be that this is the time capsule buried by Ziwei." ”

He took a deep breath, then slowly opened the brocade box with trembling hands, and then was dumbfounded.

There are several pieces of women's underwear neatly arranged inside.

"This..."

At this time, Han Jialuo also came over: "Did you find it..."

Then the words came to an abrupt end.

"Ah, I can explain this." Yang Xiaoguang stubbornly said: "It's all done by this raccoon." ”

Han Jialuo took the brocade box away from Yang Xiaoguang's hand, and then said indifferently: "If I hadn't wanted to use you, you would have turned into a corpse just now." ”

"Thank you for not killing." Yang Xiaoguang paused, looked at the little fox again, and said angrily: "Little fox, I warn you, if you frame me again, we will eat the beaver hot pot soup next time, Qiuqiu likes to eat it the most." ”

The little fox's frightened hair instantly stood up: "I thought the master would like it." ”

Yang Xiaoguang rolled his eyes: "Do I lack women?" Do I see less women's underwear? ”

Han Jialuo's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was displeased.

Although she couldn't understand Xiaoli's language, she could understand Yang Xiaoguang's words.

Yang Xiaoguang reacted at this time, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.

He could have communicated with the fox through the soul, but he didn't pay attention for a while, so he said it directly.

However, Yang Xiaoguang did not explain anything.

Anyway, he and Han Jialuo have made it clear that they are using each other, and there is no need to be coy when there are only two of them.

"Alright, little fox, where is the treasure you are talking about?" Yang Xiaoguang said again.

The raccoon raised his paw and pointed to Hangaro's bed.

"Is it underground?"

The raccoon nodded.

Yang Xiaoguang moved Han Jialuo's bed away first.

Originally, he wanted to dig it himself, but after hesitating, he still took out the fairy boat and released the ball.

"Qiuqiu, you dig it." Yang Xiaoguang said.

Qiuqiu didn't speak, and soon began to dig a pit according to Yang Xiaoguang's instructions.

Han Jialuo's attention was not on the Qiuqiu digging pit, but on Yang Xiaoguang's little fairy boat.

The corners of her mouth squirmed, and she finally spoke: "Your flying boat is a space spirit weapon?" Spatial attribute spirit weapons are very rare, and their rarity is comparable to that of a first-grade spirit weapon, and the rarity of a high-level space spirit weapon is even more comparable to a half-step immortal weapon. ”

"Hmm." Yang Xiaoguang nodded.

"However, I didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, why?" Han Jialuo said again.

Yang Xiaoguang smiled and did not answer Han Jialuo.

Han Jialuo didn't ask any further.

Obviously, with her current relationship with Yang Xiaoguang, she must not get any key information from Yang Xiaoguang's mouth.

At this moment, the ball has been dug 100 meters below.

The little fox smacked his tongue secretly: "It is said that rats can make holes, and sure enough." ”

After a while, the ball had been dug below a kilometer.

It's not digging the ground, it's digging the mountain.

Han Jialuo couldn't help but said, "If not, don't continue to dig deeper, if you dig again, you will have to dig into the core disciple area." ”

At that moment, Qiuqiu suddenly stopped digging a hole and climbed up with a wooden box in his mouth.

This is a wooden box made of a material called the White Phosphorus Tree in the crape myrtle plane, and the material is very strong, but it is still a little corrupted at the moment.

It is clear that this wooden box has been buried in the mountains for many, many years.

Yang Xiaoguang looked at this wooden box a little familiar, and his heart was even more excited.

He held the wooden box in his hand and was about to open it, when he suddenly glanced at Han Jialuo.

Han Jialuo didn't say anything and left directly.

Yang Xiaoguang cautiously opened the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box were a piece of vellum paper and three female clay figurines.

"Wow, this little clay figure looks like the Crape Myrtle Immortal Emperor." The little fox was surprised.

Yang Xiaoguang was silent.

It's not like the Crape Myrtle Immortal Emperor, but it's her clay figurine.

Yang Xiaoguang remembered that this was not the time capsule buried by Yun Ziwei, but the time capsule he buried himself.

He picked up the yellowed piece of vellum and wrote some words on it.

I, Yang Chenguang, have three major wishes, and I hope that when we dig out this time capsule in the future, they will all be realized.

First: I hope Ziwei, Yanran and Linglong can get along.

Second: I hope I can grow into a man who can support the three of them.

Third: world peace

Yang Xiaoguang covered his forehead with one hand: "Not a single wish has been fulfilled." ”

He suddenly remembered that the time capsules they had buried were their own wishes.

As for the three clay figures, they were personally pinched by Yang Xiaoguang, and they were the offerings of the pressing box.

There was a saying that if you bury a wish capsule, it is best to offer an offering, so that there is a greater chance that your wish will come true. The more sincere the offering, the greater the probability that the wish will be fulfilled.

"My three wishes have been disappointed, is it because my tribute is insincere?" Yang Xiaoguang was curious: "I don't know what the offerings of the three of them are, I don't know what the wishes of the three of them are, and I don't know if the wishes of the three of them have been fulfilled..."

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Xiaoguang wanted to dig up Yun Ziwei's time capsule, not only Yun Ziwei's time capsule, but also the time capsule buried by Nangong Happy and Chu Yanran, he also wanted to dig it out.

After a while, Yang Xiaoguang's gaze fell on the three clay figurines again, and he muttered: "I'm sorry to disappoint the three of you." But in this life, I will try to fulfill these three wishes. ”

Call~

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaoguang put the clay figure statue and the animal skin note back into the wooden box, then looked at the fox and said, "Little fox, this is the treasure you are talking about?" ”

The little fox sniffed, "That's right." ”

Yang Xiaoguang's face darkened slightly: "Where does this look like a treasure?" ”

He thought it was Yun Ziwei's time capsule.

"I found the clay figure sculpture of the Crape Myrtle Immortal Emperor, this is not a treasure. Looking at the color of the clay figurine, this is at least 10,000 years ago, maybe this is what the Crape Myrtle Immortal Emperor left in his early years, isn't this a treasure? Unconvinced, the little fox retorted.

Yang Xiaoguang really didn't know how to refute for a while.

At this time, Han Jialuo's voice remembered outside: "Okay? ”

"Oh, alright." Yang Xiaoguang put the wooden box into his space ring, then thought about it, felt unsafe, and enlarged the immortal boat again.

There are several separate spaces in this fairy boat.

Yang Xiaoguang put the wooden box in what he thought was the safest space.

After doing all this, Yang Xiaoguang walked out of Han Jialuo's house.

"Is the pit filled?"

"Well, the balls are already filled." Yang Xiaoguang paused, and said again: "Excuse me." ”

"It doesn't matter. Now, though, there's something you need to help with. ”

"What's the matter? If it wasn't too difficult, I shouldn't have a reason to refuse, after all, I broke into your boudoir and drove you away, and I'm embarrassed in all aspects. Yang Xiaoguang smiled.

"My father heard that I was looking for a boyfriend, so he had to bring it over for them to see." Han Jialuo said lightly.

Yang Xiaoguang: ...