Chapter 28: This Night Was Full of Thoughts

I didn't faint for too long, the main reason was that Ji Chen looked down on me too much, and his hands were not very heavy.

He probably thought that the last time I fought on a riverboat, I just relied on "carving insect skills".

When I woke up, he was still carrying me forward, and I pretended to be unconscious—

When you meet a master, it is the best way to respond to all changes with the same.

Otherwise, I've always been preemptive.

Chi Chen still carried me down the mountain, but his steps became lighter and lighter, and I didn't feel the slightest bump at all except for the slope of the hill.

I tried to suppress the unrest in my heart, and my breathing kept me safe when I slept.

The sun was still thick, and it was shining warmly on my body.

The last time I carried him out of Jiang's house it was raining heavily, and now he is carrying me down the mountain and basking in the sun. Phew, what am I doing with this at this point?

I crossed the grave again in my mind.

It was clearly a tomb of the ages.

According to my past experience, the tomb is never less than 1,200 years old.

The more roads there are, the bigger the tomb, the four doors, all of which are carefully arranged mechanisms, you can imagine how noble the identity of the tomb owner is, and the cost is so huge, not a high-ranking official but also a nobleman.

The emperor couldn't have been. Although Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty is buried here, his tomb is not extravagant.

In this kind of tomb, there are many mechanisms like stars.

If you walk in according to the ordinary inverted bucket routine, you have to go through a lot of mechanisms to get something. But the most feared thing is that before I get inside, there will be no scum left.

The tomb had to be excavated little by little......

However, if it is fully developed, it will inevitably attract the attention of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage.

At that time, we were busy in vain and made wedding dresses for the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, which would attract red-eyed people on the road to rob and even be killed.

A cold wind blew, and Chi Chen hugged me and stuck it to his heart.

"Plop, plop" In my ears, there was a steady and powerful heartbeat, which made my heartbeat a little uncalm, for fear that he would feel something, and immediately began to babble nonsense-

"Don't come here! In the hands of the master...... There are black donkey hooves! ”

"Go away...... Go away! ”

I waved my hands wildly and felt Chi Chen stop.

And I tilted my head and "slept" again.

Chi Chen paused for three seconds before continuing to walk down. He didn't notice it, and I was quietly relieved, and my breathing was still steady......

My mind is disrupted, I shouldn't think about the tomb now, I should think—

Why did Chi Chen transform when he came out after entering the tomb.

Although he still has that stinky temper, he is impatient in three sentences.

But when I asked about the injury, the concerned eyes, and the current princess hugging, I had a chill, could it be him...... Is it good to have Longyang? It was unlikely that he would find out who I was, because he couldn't possibly have anything to think of a scoundrel woman like me. So - there is only one truth!

That is, he is not as good as Longyang! It's just that there is a new plan, and I want to play the trick to death.

Chi Chen hugged me all the way, walking steadily.

I was in a coma, and I had a lot of thoughts—

If Chi Chen has been doing Edogawa, I know so many secrets about him, and I will definitely not let me go, I can only follow him if I don't accept him in my life.

If he is good, I may consider following him; But as it stands, he's more like a bad guy. How can a tomb robber be good? But if he is bad, I will destroy him with my own hands, no matter what!"

Ji Chen stopped suddenly. It's down the mountain, and there is no sense of inclination in the middle of the hill. Unexpectedly, I suddenly heard the sound of kneeling down and the sound of kowtowing "dong dong" in my ears, accompanied by the man's cry for help: "Mr. Chi, please save the poor Dao, the poor Dao will no longer dare to mess with the Gu...... Please be kind to Mr. Chi! ”

That voice, if I remember it well, it was Mu Qingluan.