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Even the chirping of cicadas in summer has never revealed half a sound.

Whew——!

Lin Yi was covered in cold sweat, the scene in front of him was too unbelievable, and in the eyes of mortals, I am afraid that it would be called a miracle.

This mural, the woman depicted, is actually Yang Huawu?

Lin Yi can say that it is impossible for him not to know Yang Huawu's appearance, such a posture of captivating the country and the city, if he is anyone, even if it is a woman, it is definitely difficult to forget it easily, not to mention, it is his wife, and he is the Taoist couple who he has been with each other on the long road of cultivation.

How can you forget?

How can you forget!?

It's only been less than a hundred years, but they haven't seen each other for a short time, and Lin Yi can even clearly remember the subtle lines of Yang Huawu's red lips.

Everything about her was engraved into Lin Yi's heart.

"Can't be wrong, it's Huawu, absolutely can't be wrong, it's her right!!"

Although the mural is old, Lin Yi still recognizes it at a glance, and the reason why he couldn't recognize it before is because the mural has not changed.

But when Lin Yi used the feng shui of the bamboo house to calculate the world, the face of the mural woman was so realistic and clear.

Seems......

It wasn't painted, it was illuminated.

"What the hell is going on? This ......"

Lin Yi felt that if he remembered correctly, this woman was an immortal monarch who had fallen seven or eight hundred thousand years ago, and was buried in this bamboo house when he died.

That is to say......

This mural was an object that existed during her lifetime, or at the time of her death!

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago...... Yang Huawu......?"

Lin Yi is really a head and two big, I don't know what to say.

That's good—

An earthly archaeologist lived his life diligently, but one day he discovered that thousands of years ago, traces of his wife actually existed in that era......

Whoever it is, I'm afraid they will be stunned.

Even people in a bad mood are not joking when they go crazy on the spot.

This is appalling!

Fortunately, after many years of tempering, Lin Yi's heart had already been refined into iron and stone at that moment, and it was indestructible.

"First of all, it is certain that this flower turnip is not a home flower turnip. ”

Lin Yi touched the cheek of the mural woman, her eyes were full of tenderness, "Hua Wushe...... is very young, carefully calculated, her bone age should be only more than 300 years old. ”

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Lin Yi misses her very much, and so does Lin Han.

He is not only a husband, but also a father, and furthermore, he is also the emperor of the human race.

When I wake up from practicing meditation every day, the first thing I see is all the people who rely on him, and what he can rely on......

No.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, and after taking a deep breath, he maintained an expressionless and indifferent expression.

"Earlier, that voice called me to the hall, could it be...... Is it for me to see this painting?"

"Or is there something wrong with the mural itself, and the appearance of the flowery face is just to affect my state of mind?"

"False ......"

Lin Yi has a lot of thoughts, and it seems that every guess is possible.

However, speculation is always speculation.

Lin Yi didn't want to think about it so much, he understood that everything was superfluous, and only interests were the main trend!

"Regardless of his bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, yin and yang are weird, first take out all the treasures and benefits of this tomb, and then discuss it!"

After figuring this out, Lin Yi no longer bothered about these things about seeing flowers in the fog.

What you should know, you will know one day.

Now, as he tried to pick up the mural, he couldn't move at all except to touch it.

Immediately afterwards, poplar bow.

Just as Lin Yi wanted to get it, in a trance, the old woman's voice came one after another defenselessly-

"You can't take it. ”

"It's not reserved for you, I give you everything you need. ”

"It's time for you to leave. ”

......

Hearing this, Lin Yi's face sank.

What is ...... called?

Can't take it yourself?

Listening to this tone, it is as if you are telling yourself: you are not worthy of this bow, what should be given to you has been rewarded, don't be delusional and too greedy.

"Ridiculous!"

Lin Yi snorted coldly and said: "This place is just a cemetery, whether you are an immortal or a human, after death, it is just a pile of bones, what Lin wants to do, you may not be able to manage it!"

Turning, he left the hall.

He strode towards the backyard, and at the same time, he pulled his sword out of its sheath, dragging the useless heavy sword in his right hand, and holding the rope tightly in his left hand, tensing his nerves.

"Dig!!"

Lin Yi's eyes didn't even have a trace of pity.

He used his useless sword as a shovel and dug through the weed-filled dirt in his backyard.

"Not here......"

"Dig again!"

"No...... No, it's not here either, it's in the corner, go on!"

Night falls.

Lin Yi was busy panting, his arms were sore, and digging a small backyard in a state of self-proclaimed cultivation became so laborious.

"Aren't you there......"

It wasn't until the entire backyard was dug up by Lin Yi and failed to find the coffin that he stopped.

He sat on the dirt floor, his whole body aching, and he didn't want to move more.

"Hahahaha, you idiot, you really want to dig up the coffin of that old lady!"

Suddenly, the children's voice in my mind appeared without warning.

Lin Yi was silent for a while, and then said: "Since it is a tomb, there will be a coffin, a coffin, and a close-fitting burial goods." ”

"You're a ...... Insatiable devil, haha...... Hahahaha......"

For some reason, the tone of the villain in his mind was extremely strange, and these words came out of his mouth, as if they were not belittling, but more like a gloating play.

Lin Yi didn't have so much time to think about what he meant.

For now, he just wants to reap the benefits.

Therefore, Lin Yi asked directly: "Do you know where this woman is buried?"

"What if you know?" said Tong Yin playfully.

"Tell me. Lin Yi's calm eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

Tong Yin couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly said, "Don't you have an old black dog, let him smell it, don't you understand?"

"Old Black?"

Lin Yi was stunned, he naturally understood that the villain was referring to the big black dog.

How......

The big black dog didn't know what to stimulate, and he was bent on looking for death and life, Lin Yi had already knocked him out and trapped him in the jade pendant space, and asked the realm spirit to take care of him.

After all these years, Lin Yi has not been able to think of a suitable method.

One, a way to turn back the stubborn big black dog.

"Let him out now......"

Lin Yi had a headache, since the villain in his mind proposed like this, it should have some effect, but the problem is......

Now the big black dog, it's too tricky.

So far, Lin Yi has never been able to figure out what is going on with the big black dog, and why does he want to die after going back?

"Forget it. ”

After three rounds of contemplation, Lin Yi still gave up the idea of asking the big black dog to help.

He took the old black too seriously to take any risks.

Lin Yi understands that death is death, once lost, it is impossible to wake up, Rao is the fountain of life, and it is only enough to save wine once.

"That can't be helped. ”

Tong Yin seemed to have guessed that Lin Yi would say this, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Don't think about me, to be honest, I don't know where the old lady died, but it is certain that it is in one of this bamboo house." ”

"There's always a way to find it. Lin Yi said in a deep voice.

Come to think of it,

This bamboo house is so big, and the coffin is not an inconspicuous thing, where can it be hidden?

Speaking of which, if you spend a little more time, you will always find it.

"Pull it down, if you want to be bothered by others, you will never be able to find her burial place, no matter how much you look for it, it will be useless. Tong Yin said unceremoniously.

"You can find it. Lin Yi repeated again.

Tone, no doubt.

After a while, Tong Yin gloated and said: "I never knew that the old lady had any personal treasures, even if you find the place where she is buried, you may not be able to get any benefits." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Lin Yi's mouth hooked up a slight smile.

"There are no burial goods, there are always bones, ah...... The bones of an immortal monarch shouldn't disappoint if you think about it......"

His hoarse voice made the child's voice speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh—

"What the fuck are you...... Born demons. ”

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