"Ziyi Hou, you have become, didn't you see that the master was seriously injured? Are you still bothering the master? Iron Hammer never knew that Ziyihou also had such a nagging time, and when he felt Ji Anhe's emotional displeasure, he opened his mouth to interrupt Ziyihou's questions one after another.

"Ziyihou, my late mother, is very beautiful, not an ugly fat woman, you won't understand." Ji Anhe's smile was a little sad, "In my world, she is unique and unparalleled. ”

The purple-clothed marquis sighed twice and really didn't say anything, anyway, as long as he mentioned the ugly fat woman, he would definitely be refuted by Ji Anhe.

On the way out, many people asked a lot of questions, and the ghost doctor and the old man acted as the objects of answering the questions.

The road was not wide, and a group of nearly two hundred people walked forward, and they also lined up for a long time, and after walking for an hour, everyone finally saw the light like the sun again.

No one in the Imperial Mausoleum knew how long it had been, as if it had been a long, long time to get lost, and it was as if it was just a night.

When Ji Anhe was carried out by the hammer and groped out of the black, he suddenly, distressed, endlessly distressed for the woman who left him inside for the comfort of everyone.

When she shouldn't be strong, she is always stronger than anyone else.

The exit of the imperial tomb is a deserted stone cave, Su Luo carried Su Wanniang on his back, feeling this kind of sunshine, but he could still only feel the cold temperature of the woman's body on his body.

Stepping out of the stone cave, the sun was shining outside, and everyone in their cloaks was screaming one by one.

Era Old Dao stopped Han Sheng and asked Han Sheng to put Su Luo's body in the sun, and then, he put his burden flat on the ground, and took out some red line copper coins and some yellow paper that I don't know what it was.

"Su Luo, come here." Era Elder Dao shouted in Su Luo's direction, "Put your lady aside for the time being, come, and tie the red thread to your own left wrist." ”

Su Luo carefully laid Su Wanniang's body flat on the thick and lush grass, and then took the red thread handed over by Ji Yuan Lao Dao and tied it to his hand.

Others can't see Su Luo, but the old Dao of the era can't see it, after he tied Su Luo, he strung a copper coin from the red thread at the end of his hand, and then tied the other end of the red thread to the body of Kong Zhishu with Su Wu's mask, and then, with two fingers, pinched a talisman, whispered a spell that others couldn't understand, and shouted, "Soul back!" ”

In an instant, the talisman in his hand burned, and the copper coin on the red line quickly moved from him to the section where Su Luo followed the red line, and before Su Luo could react, after the copper coin touched his hand, it quickly swiped towards Kong Zhishu's body, and Su Luo only felt dizzy in front of him.

When he opened his eyes, he returned to Kong Zhishu's body.

"Your body is different from others, and once your soul is gone, you need the medium to reintroduce it." Ji Yuan Dao explained, then put away his things, got up and said, "The world has begun to be in turmoil, and the people's lives are about to be turbulent. ”

"What about the lady?" The first thing Su Luo did after waking up was to carry Su Wanniang's body back again, cautiously, even worried that there would be dead grass scratching Su Wanniang's skin.

"Go back to Shucheng, if she comes out of the imperial mausoleum, she will naturally go to Shucheng to find us, I can see her, if she comes back, I will naturally help her to attract her soul into her body." For the first time, the old man sighed with a helpless look.

Gui Yi was stunned, "You mean that the soul of the late mother is still in the imperial mausoleum?" ”