When the woman hiding beside the old monk took the lead and walked into the camp, Jiang Huo suddenly noticed something.

In this woman's body, there is a trace of ghostly energy entangled.

This ghost aura is even thinner than a hair, and if you don't distinguish it carefully, you can't find it at all.

Could it be that this woman is an evil cultivator?

Jiang Huo narrowed his eyes and vaguely looked at the other party's departing back.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, an indifferent Buddha call came from Jiang Huo's side, and the old monk in the yellow monk's robe walked to Jiang Huo's side.

The cloudy black eyes were like black holes, and the deep eyes made Jiang Huo feel a strange feeling.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Jiang Huo looked at the other party calmly, on the surface, the old monk in front of him seemed to be an ordinary monk, up and down, weak and weak, as if he could fall down as soon as the wind blew.

"Girl, have we ever met somewhere?"

The old monk stared at Jiang Huo's cheek for a long time, and he didn't have the consciousness of being a monk at all.

Met?

When Jiang Huo heard the other party say this, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

"The master is practicing at the Wanshou Cihua Zen Temple?"

"Exactly." The old monk nodded and said, "The old man has been practicing in the temple, if the girl has been to the temple, she must have met the old man." ”

Is it really the old monk of Wanshou Cihua Temple?

The jade pendant in Xiao Xiao's hand was opened by this old monk?

Jiang Huo suddenly smiled and said, "I have a friend who went to your temple for advice a few days ago because of poor sleep, and I don't know which monk in your temple gave him a jade pendant. ”

Hearing Jiang Huo's words, the old monk's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It turns out that the girl and Lord Xiao are friends."

When the old monk said this, he stopped, and his originally languishing eyes were completely opened, and his pupils flashed with a golden light that ordinary people could not understand. Jiang Huo's eyes also widened, and he looked at him, and there seemed to be a glow flowing in his dark and bright pupils.

Just as Jiang Huo and the old monk looked at each other, the woman in the camouflage uniform was also censored and walked into the camp.

After she saw Jiang Huo and the old monk's figures, the corners of her mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

The woman stepped forward and took the initiative to pat Jiang Huo's shoulder, interrupting the movements of the two.

The golden light in the eyes of the old monk Qing Shui disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the glow in Jiang Huo's pupils was also hidden.

"I'm really sorry to disturb the two of you."

The woman apologized to the two with an apologetic face, and the old monk Qing Shui just smiled indifferently, shouted the Buddha's name, and immediately said goodbye to Jiang Huo and left. Jiang Huo looked at the other party with a confused expression and asked, "Miss Qian, do you have something to do with me?" ”

The woman stretched out her hand and pointed to the middle-aged man who was still standing outside the camp arranging things and said, "That uncle said that I live in the same tent as you. But I don't know where, can you take me? ”

The woman had a fair complexion, good facial features, and a gentle voice.

Although she is not a big beauty who has captivated the country and the city, she is not a passerby who is obscure to everyone.

Moreover, when she approached Jiang Huo, Jiang Huo could vaguely catch the faint fragrance of flowers coming from the other party.

"So you're my roommate? Welcome! My name is Jiang Huo, a student at Shuangdan University, I don't know ...... you."

Jiang Huo smiled and stretched out his right hand in a friendly manner, and the other party immediately made the same action.

The two of them shook their hands gently, and through a short contact, Jiang Huo found that the other party's right hand was as soft as water, and there was no roughness caused by long-term work in the field.

"Hello, my name is Xuanhan, a person from Beijing."

Xuanhan? Surname Xuan? This surname is rare!

And, how does this sound so familiar?

Holding back the doubts in his heart, Jiang Huo took the other party to the camp tent.

Xuanhan seemed to be out on vacation, except for the clothes and shoes provided by the base, she didn't even carry anything.

Looking at the other party's action of stuffing the backpack directly under the bed, the corners of Jiang Huo's mouth twitched a little.

This guy can't be out to play, right?

As if sensing the gaze coming from behind him, Xuan Han spoke: "Isn't it a little strange?" Actually, I have a lot of stuff, but I just didn't ship it......"

Xuan Han's explanation, Jiang Huo could only reluctantly believe it.

This reason is too far-fetched.

Of course, the river fire was not for nothing.

When Xuanhan was sorting out things, Jiang Huo accidentally saw a simple ring on the little finger of the other party's left hand.

This ring seemed to be engraved with inexplicable words, but since the two were not familiar with each other, Jiang Huo did not ask.

After staying in the tent for a while, Jiang Huo took the initiative to leave.

Anyway, there was nothing important in the tent, and Jiang Huo was not afraid of rummaging through the other party at all.

After breakfast, today's work has changed slightly.

Instead of continuing to study the drawings of the ancient tomb as usual, everyone took those staff members with instruments on their backs to the location they had chosen a few days ago.

Looking at the red flag erected in the vast sea of sand, the personnel in charge of the operation were all silent.

Everyone looked at each other with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"What? Can't we start work? ”

Since it was the first day of excavation, the middle-aged man also followed, and when he saw everyone standing there stunned, he immediately asked anxiously.

"We can drill holes here according to the professors' request, but considering the stability of the potholes, the construction time may be very long." After receiving the order from his superiors, the engineer who came to work in Shahai looked at the drawings in his hand, shook his head again and again, and said, "If there is no problem with the direction you marked, it will take a week at the earliest." ”

A week?

The old professors who followed were taken aback.

They had been here for more than a week, and seven days later, it was New Year's.

Some old professors actually want to go home for the New Year, but looking at the situation, it is estimated that it is enough.

For them, the reunion of their children's families is a very difficult choice compared to the unknown tomb.

"A week is a week, safety and stability are followed by speed!" The middle-aged man said without hesitation.

Hearing the man's words, the staff immediately lowered their backpacks and prepared to start building equipment here.

Jiang Huo squatted in the distance, looking at the dusty picture, his eyes gradually empty.

Jiang Huo always felt that this time the operation would not be very smooth.

Because, at this time, she saw a black figure standing on the stone pillar in the distance.

At the same time, the old monk Qing Shui, who was meditating in the tent of the camp, also opened his eyes suddenly. [.]