After staying there for a long time, Qin Bukong probably knew that I wouldn't pay attention to him, so he didn't speak, just sat and looked at me from a distance, and while watching, he also massaged his stomach with his palm. It is not difficult to imagine that the sudden shock of the female ghost just now still made Qin Bukong suffer a big loss.

Qin Bukong's skills are much higher than mine, but because this person thinks too highly of himself earlier, and he especially likes to show off in front of juniors like me, it is inevitable that he will underestimate the enemy. But this battle, if it weren't for Qin Bukong's chanting to me, I might have indulged in that nightmare, and I might never have woken up. So in the calculation, Qin Bukong can be regarded as saving my life.

So I lit a cigarette, and I didn't care if there was any methane here, whether it would explode, and I had experienced it that was more terrible than death, and it was not the cigarette in my hand that would kill me in the future. After clicking on it, I said to Qin Bukong, um... That one... Thank you... Division... Qin Bukong...

As I spoke, I noticed that my voice was hoarse and my throat ached with a cold, so much so that I had to stammer, and then swallow a mouthful of saliva quickly. Qin Bukong seemed to be dissatisfied with my gratitude, and seeing that I was already able to speak, he walked up to my side and said to me in a disdainful tone, stinky boy, it's okay, it's quite crazy to start crazy. Even if it's in a hurry and embarrassed, it's good to be another one.

Then he reached out to me, meaning that I should take his hand and get up from the ground. Although Qin Bukong's tone was with a kind of disdain, the implication of his words was still praise for me, although I also felt that there was nothing to be proud of in this matter, although he won in the end, but the process was just as Qin Bukong said, embarrassed. So I reached out and grabbed his hand, and then I strained my feet and stood up. Then slowly pick up what I had just dropped on the ground from that fight.

As I walked, I noticed that my hands and feet were very sore, as if I had strained my muscles and bones, and any squat or turn that didn't seem to be violent would convey an unsuspecting pain. After packing everything up, Qin Bukong had already stood on the edge of the hole he had dug at the beginning, this time the soil did not close on its own, and the stone box was not far from the hole.

Because of the soreness on my body, if I pull the box by myself, I am afraid it will be a little difficult, so Qin Bukong rarely took the initiative to help me pull it, and soon pulled out the stone box, it fell on the soft dirt floor, judging from the weight and the force of the fall, it seems that it is not an ordinary Situ, it should be filled with some things.

I used a crowbar to pry open the lid of the stone box, and the internal structure was identical, just like the one I had found under the Shadowless Tower. It's just that there is no strange water in this box, and the inner wall does not appear glass-like crystals because it has been soaked in a special liquid for many years. Qin Bukong pried open the boxy little lattice on the lid and took out a small ball of wax skin that was almost identical to before. As he placed the ball in the palm of his hand, I could distinctly hear the buzz that resembled a beep coming from inside. The contents of the stone box make us even more confused, the dry inner wall, the slightest lack of water, it can be seen that the pine nuts said that water stains seeped from the stone lid, it should be just the "charm" of this guard with some kind of force. In the stone box, there is a wooden box carved from mahogany, and the wooden box is in the shape of a cube, about the size of four of my hexagonal seals.

The carvings on the wooden box are delicate, but many of them have cracked, probably due to natural wear and weathering due to the natural wear and weathering that has been preserved in an airless and dry environment for thousands of years. I reached out and touched the black surface, and found that there was a thin layer of patent leather, it is estimated that if it were not for the protection of this layer of lacquer, the box would have long since ceased to exist, because under my touch, this kind of light touch can make those fragile corners of the wooden box fall off a piece, it feels like a small snack called mung bean cake that I ate when I was a child, which seems to be a solid, but in fact it is all powder.

Qin Bukong scolded me, saying that let me start lightly, don't let me ruin the things here. I originally had a little gratitude for this guy, but when he scolded me like this, I immediately began to dislike him again, so I said angrily, then you come, I see how light you can be. So Qin Bukong stretched out his hand to stop me aside, and he reached in himself, gently, very slowly, and really slowly opened the wooden box inside.

But when the box opened, I was a little surprised and a little disappointed. Because I think that such a high-end and delicate small box, at least some gold, silver, jewelry, etc., is worthy of such exquisite workmanship, who knows that it is only this folded layer of fabric that looks like a handkerchief, but is not as thin as a handkerchief.

The whole body is red, with some thin whiskers around the edges, and the overall material is silky, but it seems to be between two layers of silk, and there is some cotton or other soft stuff. The color is red, probably because of the sealing, and the surface still looks shiny. I was about to reach out to get it, but I was slapped on the back of my hand by Qin Bukong, as if I was a thug who was stealing dishes and was discovered by my mother.

So I secretly cursed in my heart, and stood aside obediently.

Qin Bukong stretched out two fingers and carefully clamped the cloth, I found that this cloth was square, the area was really not small, at least much larger than the handkerchief, and when it was picked up, there was a liquid thing dripping underneath, and when I looked closely, I found that it was an oil stain. And when Qin Bukong unfolded this square red cloth with both hands and took it out of the box, I found that in the center of the red, there was a ball of colorful embroidery, although the content of the embroidery was a little faded, but it could still be seen very clearly that it was a pair of men and women's beds.

I know this thing, commonly known as "Spring Palace Picture". In the early years, when I was just getting started, my love was not opened, but my body was still growing. So I secretly picked up a tattered little book from an old bookstall without my master's knowledge, it was a modern print, and it had not yet begun the Great Revolution, and it was not a prohibited item. You know, how many long nights this little book warmed me, until the day I was arrested, I lost it forever.

I am a studious child, and when I become interested in something, I will study it selectively, including this "Spring Palace". I didn't mean anything other than to express my desire to learn and learn. As far as I know, as early as the Han Dynasty, the "Spring Palace Map" appeared in China, but it was widely circulated in the court at that time, and it was not common among the people. Because the content of its picture is too explicit, it greatly challenges the Chinese's concept of moral integrity, and the only one who needs to taboo this is the emperor in a country. Therefore, "Spring Palace" first appeared on the emperor's desk, which was originally to depict the joy of the Spring Festival Palace, to refresh the emperor and his concubines, and to help the fun, so it was called "Spring Palace".

However, the red cloth that Qin Bukong is carrying at the moment, in terms of appearance and size, is more like the red hijab of a bride in ancient times, and the patterns at the four corners are, respectively, "Golden Dragon Seeking Phoenix", "Mandarin Duck Playing in the Water", "Pairs in Pairs", "Flying with Wings" and other traditional patterns that symbolize the love of husband and wife, and the embroidery is quite simple. However, the spring palace picture in the middle is completely made in the form of embroidery, which is indeed a very valuable art.

I must emphasize that that's art!

It's a pity that there is a fly in the ointment, but the "Spring Palace Picture" is not as explicit as imagined, at least what should be exposed, it is not exposed at all. This was a bit disappointing, because as a young and robust young man, I appreciated another form of art.

The red cap was still dripping with oil, but when I turned my head to look at the wooden box, there was still a little oil stain on it, but it was completely volatile at the moment, and I couldn't imagine any kind of oil that could evaporate so quickly. And there seems to be nothing in the box except this red hijab.

Qin Bukong said, "Charm" is a bewitching and seductive woman, which you have just proved with your ecstatic expression. I was a little embarrassed, fortunately Qin Bukong couldn't detect my blush in the dark, but I still couldn't help but lower my head, recalling the illusion just now, it was really ecstatic. Qin Bukong continued, but this red hijab is equipped with such an unbearable picture, it is precisely to catalyze the "charm" of its own promiscuous factors, you kid, your heart is still not calm enough, otherwise, how can you be so easily fascinated and make you want to die.

I just wanted to retort, but I didn't know what words to use to defend my shamelessness, and I opened my mouth, but I was speechless for a while. And at this time, my gaze stayed on the red hijab on Qin Bukong's hand, which was originally soaked in oil stains, but now it suddenly dried up quickly from top to bottom. It's as if the oil on the top will be volatilized as quickly as alcohol once it comes into contact with the air, and the oil dripping on the ground is no longer dripping, and the stars dripping to the ground are completely invisible at the moment, and in a few seconds, a Noda and wet red hijab has become completely dry.

Qin Bukong was also surprised by all this, because he was afraid of something, so he didn't dare to move, and maintained the posture of carrying the hijab with both hands. I saw that the red hijab was gradually fading and even turning white due to the rapid drying, so I reached out and touched the "Spring Palace Picture" in the center of the hijab.

I didn't really bother to touch that woman's ass, I just accidentally touched it, I swear.

However, when his finger just touched the woman's buttocks in "Spring Palace", there was a bang, and the whole red hijab was like a piece of wood pulp paper that had been exposed to the sun for a long time. This hijab is different, when it is broken, it is still one by one, and when it falls to the ground, it suddenly scatters into a ball of flour.