This is a familiar scene for the green soul. On that day, the prison painter took him down to the tomb, and this is what he saw after entering the tomb.

A river located inside the tomb.

The last time, when he walked across this bridge and came back, the green soul turned back into Elder Tsing Yi, recovering his lost memories of thousands of years, as well as the blood oath.

If he were asked to choose again, he might not have chosen it that way. Some things are like this, it's almost like marriage, you don't know it when you want to go in, and when you go in, you think: Oh my God, this is a pit! But even if you are given a ladder, you will not be able to return to the original Sanssouci City. There is no turning back when you open the bow, the baby is born, do you still want to be an ignorant girl?

So at this moment, the green soul is a little resistant to this bridge.

"Qing Soul, the last time you came here, when you went to the tomb, was it the same way?" Jingli still wants to be spoiled.

The green soul nodded heartily.

"Green Soul, how do I think you look a little painful? Don't you want to go in? Isn't it scary inside? Watson was born with a desire to survive as a small animal, giving him a taste of danger.

"It's okay."

"Let's go." Jing Li began to walk in without fear. Qing Soul's hesitation aroused his intense curiosity. Of course, as a veteran old ghost, he naturally didn't feel that there was anything in it that could threaten his safety.

Exactly the same road, exactly the same air, exactly the same illusion. The green soul walked here, and felt a little uneasy in a trance.

Every step of the way intensified the uneasiness in his heart.

Finally, he stopped at the doorway of the main burial chamber.

"Oh my God, this is really an ancient tomb! I thought I would never go to the grave in my life! I didn't expect it to be so easy! Watson was unexpectedly excited. He is a child who loves history, and the tomb of the ancient general evokes an archaeological dream in his heart, giving him the illusion of being an archaeologist.

The green soul wanted to tell him that it was really just an illusion. Although this is really a tomb, the real situation must not be so rosy. All this is a fantasy designed by Fang Ju'an, since he first went to the tomb, he has not come up with any new tricks.

"This is the main burial chamber?" Jing Li was somewhat knowledgeable and could distinguish the door of the main burial chamber from the others.

"Yes." Qing Soul wanted to say, you go in, I won't go. But the words came to his lips and he didn't say them. His original intention of calling Jing Li was to see how this guy was frightened, but he was not too frightened, but he was frightened. This kind of dumb feeling of eating coptis is really not a taste. But let him retreat from the battle, and everyone will reveal their identities in the future, can he have a better face?

Of course not.

That's it, this face can't be lost.

Thinking about it here, Jing Li pushed the door open and went in.

To the surprise of the green soul, the scene in the main tomb was actually different from the last time.

Unlike that time, when a cold coffin was placed in the middle, there were many more things in the main burial chamber. A red carpet, an ornate wooden bed with draperies, and a tray on top of a delicate round table

plates, teapots and teacups, a carved mahogany box on top of the dresser, a pearl necklace half exposed, half on the top of the dresser, and a black horn comb beside it.

It looks like life.

"It doesn't look like the main burial chamber." Jing Li pointed to the dresser. "There's a dresser, like a woman's room."

"Maybe it's the General's wife? The general's wife and the general live in the same room, so naturally there will be a dresser. Watson analyzed.

It sounded reasonable, Jing Li didn't doubt him, and walked around the tomb. But the green soul was full of doubts.

He knew that in Fang Ju'an's tomb, where did his wife come from? At that time, there was only one person who was probably an old mother and two concubines, plus a guard. Even the concubines could not have the opportunity to settle in the main burial chamber.

Moreover, the curtain was still pink. The tea set on the round table, how to look at it and how to feel familiar.

There's a problem, there's a big problem! What is Fang Ju'an doing?

Qing Soul asked Watson to hold Wei Tianchi, and like Jing Li, he observed around the main tomb. Look at the bed curtain, fiddle with the pearls. Finally sitting next to the round table, he picked up a teapot and teacup to see if he could pour out the water.

It turned out to be really good.

Naturally, he didn't dare to drink this water. Poured into the teacup, and the green soul turned the teacup over and tried to pour water on the ground.

At the moment when he turned over the teacup, the whole Qing Soul was stunned.

At the bottom of the tea cup, there is a rough engraved word, as if someone scraped it out little by little with a blade, and the potholes are pitted, which does not match the grade of the entire tea set at all.

A "green" word.

The green of the "green soul"!

Putting down the teacup tremblingly, the green soul finally understood why he was so familiar with this set of tea sets.

This is the favorite tea set of otaku girls! He likes to steal the otaku's tea every time, and he habitually uses the same tea cup every time. The otaku felt that he had been taught repeatedly, so she simply asked him to take this tea cup as a mark and use it alone. So, he carved this word under the cup with a rough stone, which made the otaku feel sorry for many days, and blamed him for not making such an ugly mark.

Later, the otaku girl and the god of war were together, angering the gods and being attacked, the green soul was drained of a soul, erased the memory, and placed in the soul of the prison painting to drift with the flow, this set of tea sets has long been gone, why did it appear in this place today?

There is only one answer.

The otaku girl, her old man, is back!

Wei Tianchi, Jing Li, Fang Ju'an, prison painting or something, this moment is not so important in the eyes of Qing Soul. His master, his faith, his heavens, are back!

So, is everything here, the dresser, the round table, the bed, for his master? That's too crude. The master is the most expensive witch in heaven and earth, and the utensils should be made of the best materials. It's his job. Now it's actually arranged by Fang Ju'an.

And Fang Ju'an is too lazy.

"Found it!" Jingli's voice rang out abruptly at this time

got up, interrupting the turbulent waves in the heart of the green soul.

Jingli found a head from the cabinet in the corner of the burial chamber. The head was closed, and it looked like it was dead. He walked up to Wei Tianchi with his head in his hand, learned the posture of the green soul, and tried to pull off Wei Tianchi's head. He felt that what Qing Soul could do as an ordinary boy, he would definitely be able to do it easily.

He did, but not as easily as he thought. This head always can't fit on Wei Tianchi's own body, and he has to rely on his hands to support it, but on Wei Tianying's body, it is as strong as the original. Jing Li used at least thirty percent of his strength to separate Wei Tianchi's body.

He looked at the green soul with some surprise. Thirty percent of his strength is not something that ordinary teenagers can do. At that time, Qing Soul was obviously doing it very easily.

Wei Tianying's head was attached to his original body, and the two quickly fused, looking as if he had never broken his neck.

Wei Tianying opened her eyes, looked at Jing Li, and then looked at Qing Soul and Watson. He nodded, finishing his last line as an NPC.

"My brother turned into a ghost after his death and took revenge on me. He cut off my head and hid it, leaving my soul trapped in my head forever and unable to come out. After doing this, he also had some mental problems, and he always thought that he was me. He put his head on my body and imitated me to do things. This time, he thought he was me, so he would lead you to his head. Congratulations, your mission has been accomplished. Now, you can get out of the illusion of the tube tower and return to reality. Everything that is presented to you next is real. Be prepared. ”

After Wei Tianying finished saying this, his body disappeared into the air as if it had been blown away by the wind. With his disappearance, everything around him changes. Wei Tianchi's head was gone, the red carpet turned into a dark black ground, the bed with the pink curtain disappeared, the dresser disappeared, the round table became a pile of white bones, the square burial chamber became an open outdoor, and the big river reappeared, growing higher and higher, like a surging wave coming towards them.

But soon, the wave stopped in front of them as if it had pressed the pause button, and a crack opened in the middle.

Watson shuddered: "Scared me to death, I can't swim." I thought there would really be no hallucinations in the future! I didn't expect him to lie to us just now! The is really not credible! ”

Qing Soul and Jing Li were in no mood to care about Watson's words at this time, whether there was a suspicion of personal attack. Because they can all feel the breath of death that swept through this wave.

That's the taste of dry bones.

Ten thousand bones are a kind of flower that will grow on the battlefield. Where there are more dead people, the more this flower blooms. It is watered with blood and is very gorgeous, but it is only for the deceased to enjoy, and the living cannot see it. Only those who are on the verge of death will have the privilege of seeing one or two.

Unlike its gorgeous appearance, its smell is very breathtaking.

It's the smell of the desert that smells of death. Full, all

It's despair. Like many perfumes these days. When a merchant produces a perfume, he will always tell a story or two for the sake of marketing, to bring a little mystery and emotion to the perfume, and guide people to associate it when they wear the perfume. At this point, Wan Gu Ku has done a very successful job. Its smell is indeed very picturesque.

The kind of picture that strayed into the pile of dead people.

Therefore, Qing Soul and Jing Li felt that what they saw in front of them was really not a fantasy. It is condensed by the dry smell of ten thousand bones that has reached a certain level, waves.

Out of that crack, a woman came out.

This woman looked very ordinary, without a particularly outstanding appearance, nor did she have an extraordinary temperament, but as she got closer, Qing Soul and Jingli both felt a violent tremor in their souls, and their knees softened unconsciously. By the time they reacted, the two were already on their knees.

Watson, on the other hand, looked at the two people he had admired before kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the aunt who came over. The picture was a little weird, but it inexplicably hit Watson's laugh, so he laughed out of place.

The woman looked at Watson a little, her fingers were a little in the air, and Watson fainted.

This poor child can finally rest.

"Kids, why are you still here? It's dangerous here. The woman stood in front of the two of them, like a loving aunt, and said to the two of them with a caring face.

"Dangerous?" Jingli raised his head in confusion. "But we've completed the game mission and returned to the real world."

The green soul also raised her head to look at the woman.

The woman smiled and shook her head: "I'm not saying that the game is dangerous, I'm talking about reality." Children, go home and wash and sleep, my otaku is back. The world has to change. ”

She said it lightly, and she walked lightly. He passed between the two of them, leaving the tomb without taking with him a cloud.

The green soul prostrate on the ground almost used all his strength to lift his body from the ground. His face was already full of tears.

Master! You're back! I'm a green soul! I am your most faithful servant, O Green Soul!

But why didn't you recognize me?!

(End of chapter)