Now that the passage of the entire ancient tomb has been illuminated by human wax, the road is very easy to walk, Zhou Na actually shook her hand, and the female ghost in front of her suddenly landed on all fours, as if she was a female dog, crawling around on the ground.

Still, I was really shocked by the sheer number of waxes on both sides of the tomb passage. While lamenting the existence of these works of art, I hated Song Huizong and Zhao Ji more in my heart, but at this time, I had a thought born, that is, whether Master Li was also in this ancient tomb.

Thinking of this, I immediately blurted out, "Demon, Zhao Ji's bastard's beloved wife, Master Li is not in this ancient tomb!?" ”

When I asked this, everyone looked at me with amazement, as if they were asking me, when they were so nervous, you still had the heart to ask this question, even if she was in this ancient tomb, could you still soak her! At this time, I didn't expect that the eerie voice to speak.

"Uncle, you are really interesting, this is in the ancient tomb, there may be a mechanism to kill you at any time, even if it is inside, can you still have any thoughts about such a thousand-year-old corpse!" The female ghost actually teased me.

It is estimated that Zhou Na heard that something was wrong with the female ghost's words, so she immediately shook the chain in her hand again, and then heard another scream from the female ghost. Then, he lay on the ground like a dog again.

"Hehe, husband, you have this hobby of snorkeling, so that all female ghosts can see it!" Ai Yin'er saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, and immediately came over and patted me on the shoulder and said.

"Hmph, what a hobby!" I asked knowingly, a little upset.

"What hobbies do you need me to understand! Of course it's! Ai Yin'er continued to tease.

"Okay, you two are so good at you and me, go home and show it off! Let's focus on it for now! "Now that we don't see if we don't stop Ai Yin'er and me, I don't know what jokes we can make!

In this way, we don't know how many wax statues we have passed, and suddenly there is a very wide field in front of us, about the size of a football field. What surprised us the most was this. Unexpectedly, the four walls of such a large venue are full of precious calligraphy and paintings! Just when we sighed and estimated that these authentic works might have been oxidized, the owner of the Buddhist utensils shop who was carefully observed, unexpectedly, said endlessly.