"Why do you ask this?"

"Zhu Beichen" opened his eyes and asked with a wry smile.

Han Qingxin said: "I just want to know the answer." ”

"Zhu Beichen" said: "I don't know, but my heart tells me that I should leave all my love to my wife." ”

"Bang!" Han Qingxin ruthlessly and decisively chose to shoot.

With a whoosh, a bullet traveled at high speed and went straight into the chest of the man at the door.

The fat man's expression changed suddenly, and the man in front of the jade case was laughing, with a weird and terrifying smile.

He couldn't describe that expression, the man's behavior in the tomb was more like a dead man's artifice, indescribable stereotype.

"Oh no, I was stunned by him, the one Han Qingxin hit is real." He could only cry out in his heart, his teeth clenched and he realized that he could no longer speak.

Anxious sweat flowed down the fat man's forehead, and the man in front of the jade case looked at him expressionlessly.

A pair of confident and charming eyes seemed to be releasing magic, and the deep and ethereal eyes suppressed the fat man's spiritual world.

"You... You..."The fat man could only call out in his heart, he wanted to tell Han Qingxin the truth, but he really couldn't do it.

The body is getting colder and colder, and I can't even do simple movements such as twisting my head and blinking my eyes.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The fat man heard two more gunshots and was stunned.

I saw Han Qingxin suddenly turn the muzzle of the gun and shoot two shots at the man in front of the jade case, and the bullets fell on the left shoulder and right shoulder respectively.

Zhu Beichen in front of the jade case covered his shoulders with his hands in shock, his face was full of anger, with an expression of disbelief, and roared angrily; "Crazy woman, are you crazy? I'm real, you actually shot at me. ”

At the door of the Hades Temple, Zhu Beichen showed a relieved expression.

He didn't understand how this girl could tell the difference, she was shot in vain, and her brows were twisted into a "Chuan" word in pain.

"You know what's wrong with you, right?" As she spoke, she blew down into the gun's eye, and the faint green smoke blew away, "You behaved so perfectly, I almost thought you were real, thanks to my attentiveness." ”

The first shot seemed to hit Zhu Beichen's heart, but in fact, Han Qingxin knew that there was a Thousand Snow Array hanging in that position, and because he was wearing a coat, he couldn't see the brooch.

The guns had very poor penetrating power, not enough to penetrate the steel brooch.

While shooting, she used the corner of her eye to observe the expression of the "actor" Zhu Beichen on the other side of the jade case without shifting for a moment, and then she felt a paralysis in her body for a moment, "You laugh, that kind of smile shouldn't be so cold, you can imitate it, but Zhu Beichen's nature is not so vicious." ”

At the end, Han Qingxin added: "Also, the thief you laugh at is disgusting, and you pretend to be quite like it." ”

With the fake Zhu Beichen's shot, the confinement that fell on the fat man was also untied, and the fat on his body was pressed heavily.

The fat man took a few breaths, scolded and cursed: "Your sister, if you want to film, I will definitely watch it, which TV station are you from?" ”

Suddenly, a gloomy aura spread from the "actor".

The faint blue light swayed, and the flame dimmed little by little, and it was about to be extinguished in a trance.

"Look at those two lights, don't let them go out." Zhu Beichen was shot and fell to the ground, holding his chest and glad that Han Qingxin was still relatively smart, and when he saw that the candlelight was about to be extinguished, uneasy emotions surged in his heart.

His intuition told him that all the strange things in the temple were related to these two permanent lamps, and that the consequences would be unpredictable once they were extinguished.

"Actor" Zhu Beichen heard the words of the two, and he knew that he was seen through, so he simply stopped role-playing. Letting go of the hands that were wrapped around his shoulders, there were two black holes in his shoulders that had been shot, and there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

"You... So bold... Dare... Break into...'Buried in the sand'... You're going to die here. ”

The man suddenly changed his appearance, and the face of the original "actor" Zhu Beichen faded like a trick, and was replaced by a blank face with no facial features.

The voice is ghostly, not at all like the timbre that a creature should have.

It is repeating the phrase mechanically, "the ancient city is buried in sand"!

Biting the syllables word by word, this way of speaking made the three of them creepy and their hairs stood on end.

The yin wind in the underworld hall protruded, and the everlasting lamp was suddenly extinguished!

All the scenery in front of them plunged into a dark abyss at the same time, and the deathly silence hovered in the hearts of the three of them like a ghost.

"Ah~~~!" A high-decibel scream, and the fat man screamed violently in the dark.

Han Qingxin quickly turned on the flashlight switch in a hurry, and a strong light swept away, and finally fell on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"What are you calling nonsense?" Han Qingxin asked intently, and the fat man at this time jumped onto the table of the Eight Immortals somehow.

He squatted with his head in his hands, his head buried in the middle of his thighs, and his body shook the fat around him.

Zhu Beichen also got up from the floor at this time, followed the light of the flashlight, and looked at Han Qingxin, who looked back at him.

The two always felt that the fat man's way of appearing was a little inexplicable, and now he was still squatting on the table and trembling silently.

Han Qingxin said softly: "Fatty, are you okay?" ”

There was no response, and the fat man remained in a squatting position, just blindly fearful, and his head buried deep in the middle of the fat thigh.

Han Qingxin was an anxious man, and he grabbed the fat man's hair and lifted his head vigorously.

"Don't," The sense of oppression brought by the gloomy underworld hall was extremely heavy, and the entire space seemed to have changed between the light and the dark, and Zhu Beichen suspiciously stopped it, but it was too late.

The fat man's head was buried deeply, and he stubbornly refused to raise his head.

The mad girl saw that the more he did this, the more serious she became, and she increased the strength at hand, and she had to pick up the man's head.

"That's not what I called!" A sound came from a corner of the temple, and it was the voice of a fat man.

This low sentence exploded in the hearts of the two like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and with the help of the flashlight, the dark figure of the fat man appeared under the couplet on the right side of the long case.

"Whew!" Han Qingxin let out a long breath and turned frightened, "Where are you, then who am I here?" ”

As she spoke, she shook her senses again, and when she looked at the head she was holding in her hand, she was almost scared, and it was the pale face with no facial features!

In an instant, the flashlight bulb burst, and the temple was once again plunged into darkness.

"Don't panic, stand where you are, and don't move!" Zhu Beichen said.

Han Qingxin hurriedly grabbed a ball of something from his coat pocket and quickly sprinkled it into the surrounding space.

A faint green light appeared on the floor, bright enough to illuminate the entire temple, "It's phosphor, and this is the only way of lighting in the ancient tomb that will not be affected by inexplicable things." Han Qingxin explained.