Sleepless nights, everyone has their own thoughts.

Mu Xichen was wrapped in the quilt and tossed and turned on the bed, with endless thoughts in his heart, he frowned, thinking that he would have good energy to deal with all kinds of emergencies tomorrow, but now he couldn't sleep.

The more I want to sleep, the more difficult it becomes, like insomnia.

What to do? He curled up and curled up tightly into a ball, the ups and downs in his heart blended together, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

Damn it, every time you close your eyes, it's always that person's face!

It's you! You hurt me! The woman's shrill voice stimulated Mu Xichen's eardrums. It's you! Treasure the dust!

No! I didn't mean to! Mu Xichen suddenly covered his ears and roared loudly, this roar rippled through the room, repeating it constantly, torturing every nerve in him.

That night, the moon and stars were scarce, the wind was gusting, and there were things that could not be seen at the bottom of the river outside the building. The wind blew the woods, waking up Jiang Xuejuan, who had always slept peacefully.

Jiang Xuejuan opened her eyes suddenly, and she felt her cold sweat dripping down her forehead. I don't know how to wake up suddenly, she wiped off the cold sweat and sat up straight. Thinking of the nightmare she had just had, she had goosebumps all over her body, and the wind outside the window was still very loud, making her sleep restless.

I hated it, and I had a nightmare again She muttered to herself, rubbing her temples, but at this moment, she heard a scream from the next Mu Xichen's room, although it was not big, but she was so startled that she immediately wrapped her coat and ran over.

This house is not big, but it is not small, but there are only two rooms on the first floor, but she still lives with Mu Xichen.

Ran to the side room in a panic, knocked on the door a few times anxiously, and said worriedly: Mu Xichen, are you okay?

She frowned, afraid that she would be twisted into a flower.

After not answering for a long time, she slammed the door again and said: Mu Xichen! Treasure the dust! As soon as the words fell, she turned her hand away and pushed it in in a hurry, but in a hurry she hit a person's chin, and the reaction pushed her back a step or two, and she touched her forehead, only to feel that the wind in the corridor was getting colder and colder.

She looked up and found Mu Xichen looking at her sleepily. Then she tightened her coat unnaturally, and who told herself to rush out in just a nightgown?

I just heard a scream coming from your room, are you alright? She twisted up a good-looking face and stepped forward to check the situation in the room, everything was so natural and unusual.

Mu Xichen leaned in front of the door, looking at Jiang Xuejuan with her hands on her chest, letting her do whatever she wanted.

There was no screaming, maybe you heard it wrong.

Jiang Xuejuan rubbed her hair, thinking that she always had nightmares at night, could it be that she was really too tired?

She walked up to Mu Xichen and found that his gaze had never been taken away from her, and the atmosphere became awkward, her face turned red, and she said, "Okay, okay." Maybe I'm too tired and nervous

After speaking, she ignored Mu Xichen, who was about to speak, and was about to walk out of the door in a hurry, she was about to turn the doorknob, but found that Mu Xichen's hand had been holding on to it.

You, how can I get out like this? She complained embarrassedly, and quietly observed the change in Mu Xichen's expression. A pair of thick eyelashes were like two butterflies fluttering their wings, and Mu Xichen was stunned. After hearing Jiang Xuejuan's unhappy tone, he suddenly found that Jiang Xuejuan was wearing pajamas and just wrapped in a coat and hurriedly ran over, was he worried about himself?

He quickly opened the door and ducked to the wall. Jiang Xuejuan brushed away from him in a panic, her hair sweeping the tip of his nose, taking away a piece of fragrance.

Mu Xichen touched the tip of his nose and looked into the depths of the corridor, which was pitch black.

Jiang Xuejuan couldn't sleep for a long time after returning to the room, she rolled on the bed over and over, and she didn't know if Mo Min's wonderful intrusion into Mu Xichen's room at such a late night would make him unhappy! However, thinking about Mu Xichen's stunned expression, it is estimated that it is not a big deal.

Covering myself under the quilt, I don't know what to think in my head, it's disorganized. Eventually, her eyelids began to fight, and she slept peacefully.

The next day, the sky was gray and covered with cold winds. The day cooled down, thick clouds piled up in the air, and heavy rain could pour down at any moment. Mu Xichen got up early and received a call from the first third master, and he couldn't wait.

His expression became serious again, and everyone was ready to go, but they did not set off for a long time. Everyone knows that Mu Xichen is waiting, waiting for the last hope, waiting for the carved wood to change his mind.

Why hasn't the carved wood come yet? The fat man may have been in a hurry and asked casually, because this sentence finally punctured the reason why they had been staying here.

He's not coming. Mu Xichen stared at the closed door of the carved wood faintly, and a sense of arrogance rose in his heart, and he secretly swore in his heart: Carved wood, you said that I can't do it, I will definitely do it!

Let's go, it's not early. He sold his bag on his back, and Mu Xichen stayed at the gate, waiting for the fat man and Jiang Xuejuan to walk out one after the other, and said to himself: The reason why I went to the tomb is very simple, one is for Jiang Xuejuan; Second, for my original intention, I want to immortalize Jin Dan, and I want to expose the whole secret to the public.

Before leaving, he pursed his lips and smiled.

So what is your original intention? went down to the tomb again and again, but gave up at the last moment, and before he finished speaking, he had already taken steps to go out far away.

At the foot of Li Mountain, there is a winding mountain road, which is the only entrance to the imperial tomb, and the only way up and down. At this moment, the road has long been blocked by a group of people. A group of people wearing hats and holding voice recorders or cameras are constantly questioning outside the protective line of a row of bodyguards.

Third Master! Why did you go to the grave?

The third master is the only son of the He family, so such a big fanfare really won't hurt the face of the He family?

I heard that a few days ago, the third master also sent someone to visit the tomb of Emperor Qin with an extremely master, but in the end, no one was spared?

All kinds of problems come head-on, like endless water filled by the endless sea breeze.

He Sanye sat calmly in the car, he took off a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose that was about to cover his face, looked at the gray sky outside the car window, and turned a blind eye to the enthusiastic news reporters.

The weather suddenly turned cold, and the third master was careful. The woman next to him was smiling, but she didn't make a move to add clothes to him. The reporters who watched like fish in water didn't care, but impatiently stretched out an index finger and tapped the car window, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

She licked her lips that were about to dry up, and the third master's friend didn't know where he came from, so big face made He Sanye wait so long and not be angry.

Here it comes. The third master's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the few people who got out of the car behind him. A fat man and a female high school student who doesn't look mature, and the one he impresses the most - Mu Xichen!

Mu Xichen, who was the leader, suddenly stopped dozens of meters away from them. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he knew that they had already been caught by a group of sharp-eyed people not far away, so he simply restrained his excess emotions and walked slowly like He Lang's car, squeezing through the crowd, and he was also surrounded inside.

Mu Xichen bent over, and a pair of good-looking little tiger teeth were exposed.

Third master, so many people blocking the way will delay time.

Get in. He Sanye said coldly, and when Mu Xichen sat in the car first, he found that there was still a woman sitting in the passenger seat. However, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and beckoned Jiang Xuejuan and the fat man as well.

The crowd rushed up, and the encirclement became even more watery.

Third master, who is the person who got in the car just now! Is it also the object of your cooperation in the tomb this time?

Is there really any unsightly treasure in the tomb? Do you want the third master to personally go to the tomb?

Third Master! The third master asked questions one after another, and the noise made people upset.

He Sanye also seemed to frown, he rolled down the window, and was about to say something, when the surroundings suddenly became quiet, waiting for He Sanye to give a reasonable and surprising explanation.

He Sanye suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and said confidently: We are all joining forces in this tomb, in order to have a deeper understanding of history and contribute to society, I am willing to solve these mysteries in person!

Next, I will spend half a month to prove it, and I will bring you a responsible reply! Saying that, he walked away, swept up in the thick exhaust fume, and disappeared into the noisy encirclement of everyone.

Jiang Xuejuan glared at He Sanye, who was driving, viciously, she didn't have a good impression of him from the beginning anyway, so she asked Mu Xichen in her ear: What should we do next?

Improvise. He whispered, keeping his eyes on the woman in the passenger seat.

The fierce wind poured into her ears, and the woman rolled down the window of the car, blowing her hair up.

Sure enough, the cold wind on the mountain is suitable for me, the woman's eyes are beautiful, and she found all Mu Xichen's every move from the mirror at a glance. That's when I remembered to introduce myself.

Oh yes. I guess you don't know who I am. I am the guest of honor of the third master, you can call me Sister Yao. But the disgust in her expression was still in everyone's view, and the woman caressed her cheek indifferently. I thought to myself: I really don't know if this He Sanye has a convulsion or what, he will let a group of children who have not yet grown up go to the grave together.

She stretched out her index finger in boredom and drew a gentle circle, a stream of aura swirling around her fingertips. Mu Xichen seemed to be attracted by this move, and quietly looked over, only to find that the woman was also an onmyoji!

He sighed, thinking that if he was present, he would definitely be able to see something, but unfortunately he had not yet reached the realm of seeing through it at a glance.