Volume 1 Nanzhou Fengyun Chapter 1742, how do you know who I am?
When he first entered the hole, the road was extremely narrow, Ye Liang could barely pass sideways, and after walking dozens of steps, he passed through a small hole that could only be passed on his stomach, and the front suddenly opened up.
The surrounding walls, neatly and neatly, are carved with murals.
Although it is not as splendid as the tomb in the TV series, it is obviously artificially built.
In my ears, there was the sound of dripping water,
Ye Liang raised the lamp, and the light broke through the viscous and damp darkness, illuminating half of the tomb.
Walking all the way forward, I came across the stairs and walked down the stairs.
Just halfway down the stairs.
Ye Liang's footsteps stopped.
A crisp and pleasant female voice came from below, and the echo of the tomb was ethereal: "Ye Liang? ”
"I knew you were coming!"
There was joy in the girl's voice, but for some reason, Ye Liang felt like an electric shock, trembling, and an inexplicable chill seemed to emanate from the front, piercing into Ye Liang's bone marrow.
"Hee-hee-hee-hee......-hee ”
Moment.
Ye Liang's pupils shrank sharply, the hairs on his body exploded, and the chill instantly spread all over his body, making Ye Liang's scalp tingle.
He gritted his teeth and walked briskly down the stairs.
The spacious door, just under the stairs, had been opened at this time, Ye Liang's breathing became heavier, and he increased his speed until he walked down the last step of the stairs, and finally saw the scene behind the door.
This is a very ordinary burial chamber, about forty or fifty square meters in size, the walls are carved with blurred murals around them, and a torch is inserted on the wall facing Ye Liang, illuminating the entire space.
And under the torch, there is a red pavilion.
Beneath the Red Pavilion, there was an altar with a wooden chest that had been opened.
The wooden box is facing it.
It was a little girl with braids, wearing a bright red dress in the flickering firelight, as if exuding a strange light.
Ye Liang was stunned.
In an instant, thousands of ideas come to mind.
Who is this man?
She looks like she's no more than twelve years old, the age of the Tong Emperor, why is she here?
Is it really a monster?!
Before Ye Liang could recover from the shock.
The little girl had already moved.
It seems to be in line with the eerie atmosphere at this time.
The little girl did not look back at once, but turned around a little, a little, like a puppet doll.
The numbness on Ye Liang's body continued to climb, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Until I saw the side face of the little girl.
The numbness reached the extreme, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.
Finally.
The little girl's body turned around completely.
It was an extremely beautiful, beautiful face that was somewhat perfect, with exquisite makeup, and bright eyes, and I felt that even a delicate and lovely peach could not be compared.
But such a face, on this little girl, looks very discordant, not only does not feel much beauty, but it is a little more weird.
"You ......" Ye Liang's throat seemed to be stuck, and he just said a word, but the rest of the words couldn't be said for a while.
"Hello."
On the contrary, the girl smiled and spoke first: "Meet again, Brother Ye." ”
Ye Liang's pupils trembled slightly.
At this moment, his memory flashed back to a few days ago, when he had just come out of the sewers in the north of the city.
On the street north of the city, he once identified a trafficker and rescued a little girl who was about to be abducted.
"You are the ...... that day," Ye Liang said with the corners of his eyes twitching.
"Brother Ye still remembers me!" The little girl was immediately overjoyed and said with a smile: "Great, you haven't forgotten me...... I was just wondering how to tell you we met! ”
Her smile should be very sweet.
But for some reason, it gives people a feeling of weirdness, even horror.
Ye Liang's eyelids twitched fiercely, since he just came in, he had never let down his vigilance.
The little girl in front of her, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, obviously didn't have any cultivator's temperament, but Ye Liang had an intuition.
The threat of this person is probably much greater than that of the Great Elder who was a landslide and a crack as soon as he made a move.
It seemed that he felt Ye Liang's indifference.
The little girl's expression actually showed a little grievance, her little brows furrowed, and said, "What's the matter, Brother Ye, you shouldn't hate me, right?" ”
Ye Liang didn't answer, but said coldly: "Who are you?" ”
"My name is Guo Xiaomeng, Guo Xiaomeng's Guo, Guo Xiaomeng's Xiao, Guo Xiaomeng's dream!" The girl replied energetically.
Ye Liang looked at the ancient costume red dress on her body, hesitated for a moment, or swallowed the question "Which dynasty are you" back into his stomach, and changed his words: "Dragon country people? ”
"I speak Chinese!" The little girl smiled: "What other country can it be?" ”
"So who the hell are you."
"Guo Xiaomeng!"
"I'm asking about your identity."
"The people of the Dragon Country."
"......" Ye Liang was silent for a while, and his gaze became even colder: "How do you know...... Who am I? ”
Voices, echoing through the burial chamber.