December 12, 2547, 6:30 Minna Republic Lin Bomin took advantage of the fact that Lao Song and Xuecun had not yet recovered the taste, grabbed the female corpse's wrist and opened the cold fingers, grabbed the book in her hand and stepped down the stage, as if she was afraid that someone would come to grab his treasure
He retreated to a stone pier, put the book on it, turned it open, and shone it on the flashlight
The pages inside are also made of willow bark, and the coffin is well sealed. The ancient books from two thousand years ago are like new, with clear ink and perfect handwriting.
Snow Village, come and have a look
Liao Xuecun looked back reluctantly and walked to his brother-in-law's side.
I wanted to draw that book to read, but found that the book was pressed tightly by Lin Bomin.
He sighed in his heart, is this book really magical?
Could it be that my brother-in-law is obsessed with ghosts?
He had no choice but to stand on his brother-in-law's side and read the book as Lin Bomin flipped
The book is written in ink, and in some places it is carved with a knife. The words are like dragons and phoenixes dancing, but most of them are not known.
Can you understand? Lin Bomin stared at his brother-in-law, his eyes full of enthusiasm, holding the book cover tightly with both hands, and never letting go for a moment. What are you talking about? Is it the book we are looking for?
This is probably the so-called celestial text, which is an elegant language in the upper class of the Kingdom of God. It is said that it is only circulated among the clergy. It has basically been lost now, so I can't read it.
Lin Bomin almost instantly grabbed Xuecun's shoulder and shook it a few times, and asked anxiously: What should I do? Can no one understand?
Liao Xuecun looked at his brother-in-law's dim eyes and felt that he was too addicted to it. For the sake of the illusory world, he said a few words of "Such as you please"
He said: There are still a few people who can recognize it, and I happened to recognize one.
Lin Bomin rushes to ask: Where is that person? What are you doing?
Seeing that his brother-in-law, who was so calm and sophisticated, has become a child now. His anxious expression is clearly written on his face, he can't help but feel sympathy and said: His name is Wu Xuan, someone has studied this text from his family's ancestors. He is a student of a friend who teaches at Xiangnan School of Political Science and Law. I also accidentally learned about it during a conversation with him.
OK, that's good. Lin Bomin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that someone could crack it. He realized that he was a little out of control and said: I remember, Wu Xuan will go to him in a few days, you can recommend it
While the two were talking, they could only hear Lao Song shouting loudly over there.
Scar, what are you doing! Don't scratch my back, I'm afraid of itching, he screamed and didn't care about his head. He was concentrating on picking up the treasures in the coffin and stuffing them into a leather bag. Damn! You fool, tell me not to scratch Ah!
Scar, who was kneeling on the ground not far from the audience, made a humming sound, his whole body trembled, and he held his head tightly on the ground, as if he didn't hear the boss's scolding at all
From the beginning of seeing the female corpse in the coffin, he felt that he had offended the gods and committed the crime of blasphemy. He did not dare to look up at all
Liao Xuecun felt strange, and a little ominous feeling rose in his heart. He followed the sound and went
It's not bad, but I almost lost my soul after seeing it.
Song Yu was stunned and thought it was the Scar ghost who was making trouble behind his back. He focused on picking up the treasures, while thinking about how much profit he would make in this trip. He was overjoyed and completely forgot about himself.
It was not until something cold was pressed against his neck that he was shocked.
He slapped it at random, and his palm hit a furry thing, it was smooth and cold, and it was so cold.
He was shocked and realized that there was no scar ghost behind him, so he turned his head to look, and this look almost scared his soul.
Xuecun saw a figure lying on his shoulder like a ghost, just like a huge black vampire bat devouring the prey in front of him.
The female corpse who should have been lying quietly in the coffin sat up at this moment. The scene was so terrifying. Is it because the female ghost resurrected the soul through the corpse, or is it because the zombie was disturbed and awakened?
He was shocked, had no time to think about it, and shouted: Old Song, leave quickly
This terrifying beauty in ancient costume was lying on Song Yu's back, exhaling like orchids in his ears, and her eyes were full of fierce light.
Seeing someone shouting in the dark, she turned her head to look at Xuecun, and Yanran smiled slightly
Liao Xuecun looked at her and saw more clearly the monster's appearance.
I saw her, with a high plate, a pair of twin rings, a black cloud, a jade hairpin, a deep lock, a beautiful eyes raised, a willow eyebrows, a secretly closed her cherry mouth and smiled
The neck stretches out the neck and flows with white dew, the jade jade is wearing a mysterious clothes, the beautiful flowers are so beautiful that we forget to eat, and the beautiful women are so beautiful that they are all beautiful
The resurrection of the dead is so graceful and beautiful, enchanting. In this dark and terrifying tomb, there is a kind of touching and strange beauty, but it adds a heart-wrenching sense of horror.
Although this woman is an absolute beauty, she is extremely thin
Her eyes were dull, her skin was pale as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, her cheeks were thin, her forehead was wide and her flesh was thin, just like a human skin was covered with bones.
A wide black silk robe was wrapped emptyly on the ghostly thin and weak body, just like a bloodthirsty black bat that had been lying in a cave for a long time without blood food, spreading his empty wings, and putting his dry bone-like claws on Song Yu's shoulders. The extra wide sleeves of the robe were like mercury, hanging on Song Yu's body, almost covering him.
She was interested in putting her pale blood-lost mouth on the bald head and neck of the prey exposed to the cold air in front of her. Her eyes were blurred and the corners of her mouth were slightly open, as if she was slightly angry because she had just been hit by a man. Her eyes were as dark as a zombie, and her eyes were even more ghostly and shocking.
Song Yu turned around and saw that the female corpse that was just lying under him was crawling on his shoulders.
Suddenly he was shocked, and his soul was so scared that he almost jumped out of his mind. After a few seconds, he screamed hysterically, "Ghost Ah! Ghost Ah! Help Ah!
This tomb robber always talks about teasing female ghosts. This time he is really entangled by female ghosts, but he has no courage. It turns out that he is just a dragon lover, Mr. Ye is a man of good dragons.
He wanted to jump out of the ancient coffin in panic, but was held down by the woman. The woman who seemed sick had amazing strength. Song Yu could not break free at all. Scar, save me... Township Mayor Lin... Help Ah... He only tried his best to ask for help, struggling in vain.
The hoarse scream was heart-wrenching, extremely shrill and tragic, echoing for a long time in this extremely gloomy and terrifying underground
Song Yu's harsh and strange voice and hysterical scream made several people in the underground palace discolored their colors when they heard it.
It seemed that even the ghost woman was moved. She frowned and stretched out her hand like a ghost claw to cover the man's mouth, stopping the ghost crying and howling sound.
The man struggled desperately in her arms, making a whine sound from his mouth, and then the woman wrapped her whole body in a wide sleeve with a black background and a red edge.
Scar only thinks that the goddess is truly sage and should not offend and blasphemy
Not to mention coming to save his partner, it was already seven souls and three times. He had no idea. He just knelt on the trembling and didn't even dare to raise his head.
Liao Xuecun was already suspicious of the female corpse not dead, and he was still thinking in his heart, how good would this woman be if she was alive.
Now that I saw this ancient woman resurrecting her soul as she wished, I was shocked by this supernatural scene and was a little excited.
He was intoxicated with historical research and was particularly interested in the Kingdom of God. He really wanted to go up and ask the woman from the Kingdom of God what was the prosperous era of that golden period of history.
He was nervous and wanted to ask questions, but he was surprised and wondered whether this woman was a ghost or a human, or the goddess Wenji herself
If it were human, why would she live here, and why would she wake up in two thousand years?
The wide silk robe draped over the woman, and her back was particularly wide and tall.
This ancient outfit made Teacher Liao feel like a dream, and felt like he was in a studio of a costume drama team.
Under the wide and low-hanging robe, the girl slightly exposed her thin snow shoulders and jade-like neck. She was shining white under the faint fire of the torch, catching the eyes.
The thin man Song Yu was held tightly in her arms by her, like a child who was being held in love with her mother and breastfeeding her, obediently and motionless
He was buried tightly in the woman's black silk robe, and only half of his calf was hanging down from the edge of the coffin, twitching like a storm, allowing Xuecun to tell where he was
The girl leaned down and buried her head in her chest. The exquisite golden phoenix on the black robe shone with dazzling light as the robe trembled, as if she was about to fly away in the air.
Xuecun looked from behind the woman, and I don’t know if it was the woman moving or Song Yu who was holding her arms was thrusting and trembling.
The woman hugged Song Yu and buried her head for a long time without moving. The air seemed to be solidifying. The unknown gentle sucking sound spreads inexplicable fear around in silence.
Liao Xuecun didn't know what happened between this witch and Song Yu, nor did he know why Song Yu didn't move, and he couldn't even scream.
Song Yulu's feet wearing torn leather boots were still twitching, but their strength was obviously getting weaker and weaker, and the interval was getting longer and longer.
Is this woman a blood-sucking zombie?
Liao Xuecun wanted to go over and see Song Yu, but hesitated.
Brother-in-law, what should I do? He turned around and asked Lin Bomin, but saw that he was still staring at the book in his hand, as if he hadn't heard his voice at all, nor did he care about the life and death of the two mice.
At this time, his brother-in-law, who had always been very arrogant in his mind, suddenly collapsed suddenly and became disgusting, which made him feel disgusted. Lao Song, are you okay? He shouted in the direction of Song Yu, responding to him was a series of giggles. This extremely nice and seductive voice was obviously not made by Song Yu.
The woman raised her head from her clothes, turned slowly, and looked at Liao Xuecun and Lin Bomin.
She raised her little hand gracefully and wiped her mouth
Xuecun clearly saw a blood mark on the corner of her pale mouth. The frozen sticky plasma hung from her chin and swayed there.
Her lips, which were originally light pink and anemia, seemed to have some color, and her pale skin color began to flow with a trace of blood, and her cheeks became plump.
Liao Xuecun even felt that her withered hands seemed to have grown muscles, and she looked much more delicate, with her fair and slender fingers as bright and exquisite as jade.
The woman twisted her waist and slowly pulled the lace of the robe on her chest, revealing the snow-white and dazzling snowy skin inside and half of the chest that was so thin that she could faintly see her ribs. The two sides of the robe were covered with half a breast ball, and the slightly shriveled white breasts hung in the empty robe and swayed slightly, bringing a strange feeling and charm.
Song Yu's body was still twitching from time to time. His eyes were dull and one hand fell down stiffly, as if he had a circle smaller.
The woman wanted to stand up from the coffin and then fell down. She repeated it several times but failed.
Song Yu slid straight from her arms, and his tight little foot was softly placed on the glass coffin. I don't know whether it was life or death.
He retreated to a stone pier, put the book on it, turned it open, and shone it on the flashlight
The pages inside are also made of willow bark, and the coffin is well sealed. The ancient books from two thousand years ago are like new, with clear ink and perfect handwriting.
Snow Village, come and have a look
Liao Xuecun looked back reluctantly and walked to his brother-in-law's side.
I wanted to draw that book to read, but found that the book was pressed tightly by Lin Bomin.
He sighed in his heart, is this book really magical?
Could it be that my brother-in-law is obsessed with ghosts?
He had no choice but to stand on his brother-in-law's side and read the book as Lin Bomin flipped
The book is written in ink, and in some places it is carved with a knife. The words are like dragons and phoenixes dancing, but most of them are not known.
Can you understand? Lin Bomin stared at his brother-in-law, his eyes full of enthusiasm, holding the book cover tightly with both hands, and never letting go for a moment. What are you talking about? Is it the book we are looking for?
This is probably the so-called celestial text, which is an elegant language in the upper class of the Kingdom of God. It is said that it is only circulated among the clergy. It has basically been lost now, so I can't read it.
Lin Bomin almost instantly grabbed Xuecun's shoulder and shook it a few times, and asked anxiously: What should I do? Can no one understand?
Liao Xuecun looked at his brother-in-law's dim eyes and felt that he was too addicted to it. For the sake of the illusory world, he said a few words of "Such as you please"
He said: There are still a few people who can recognize it, and I happened to recognize one.
Lin Bomin rushes to ask: Where is that person? What are you doing?
Seeing that his brother-in-law, who was so calm and sophisticated, has become a child now. His anxious expression is clearly written on his face, he can't help but feel sympathy and said: His name is Wu Xuan, someone has studied this text from his family's ancestors. He is a student of a friend who teaches at Xiangnan School of Political Science and Law. I also accidentally learned about it during a conversation with him.
OK, that's good. Lin Bomin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that someone could crack it. He realized that he was a little out of control and said: I remember, Wu Xuan will go to him in a few days, you can recommend it
While the two were talking, they could only hear Lao Song shouting loudly over there.
Scar, what are you doing! Don't scratch my back, I'm afraid of itching, he screamed and didn't care about his head. He was concentrating on picking up the treasures in the coffin and stuffing them into a leather bag. Damn! You fool, tell me not to scratch Ah!
Scar, who was kneeling on the ground not far from the audience, made a humming sound, his whole body trembled, and he held his head tightly on the ground, as if he didn't hear the boss's scolding at all
From the beginning of seeing the female corpse in the coffin, he felt that he had offended the gods and committed the crime of blasphemy. He did not dare to look up at all
Liao Xuecun felt strange, and a little ominous feeling rose in his heart. He followed the sound and went
It's not bad, but I almost lost my soul after seeing it.
Song Yu was stunned and thought it was the Scar ghost who was making trouble behind his back. He focused on picking up the treasures, while thinking about how much profit he would make in this trip. He was overjoyed and completely forgot about himself.
It was not until something cold was pressed against his neck that he was shocked.
He slapped it at random, and his palm hit a furry thing, it was smooth and cold, and it was so cold.
He was shocked and realized that there was no scar ghost behind him, so he turned his head to look, and this look almost scared his soul.
Xuecun saw a figure lying on his shoulder like a ghost, just like a huge black vampire bat devouring the prey in front of him.
The female corpse who should have been lying quietly in the coffin sat up at this moment. The scene was so terrifying. Is it because the female ghost resurrected the soul through the corpse, or is it because the zombie was disturbed and awakened?
He was shocked, had no time to think about it, and shouted: Old Song, leave quickly
This terrifying beauty in ancient costume was lying on Song Yu's back, exhaling like orchids in his ears, and her eyes were full of fierce light.
Seeing someone shouting in the dark, she turned her head to look at Xuecun, and Yanran smiled slightly
Liao Xuecun looked at her and saw more clearly the monster's appearance.
I saw her, with a high plate, a pair of twin rings, a black cloud, a jade hairpin, a deep lock, a beautiful eyes raised, a willow eyebrows, a secretly closed her cherry mouth and smiled
The neck stretches out the neck and flows with white dew, the jade jade is wearing a mysterious clothes, the beautiful flowers are so beautiful that we forget to eat, and the beautiful women are so beautiful that they are all beautiful
The resurrection of the dead is so graceful and beautiful, enchanting. In this dark and terrifying tomb, there is a kind of touching and strange beauty, but it adds a heart-wrenching sense of horror.
Although this woman is an absolute beauty, she is extremely thin
Her eyes were dull, her skin was pale as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, her cheeks were thin, her forehead was wide and her flesh was thin, just like a human skin was covered with bones.
A wide black silk robe was wrapped emptyly on the ghostly thin and weak body, just like a bloodthirsty black bat that had been lying in a cave for a long time without blood food, spreading his empty wings, and putting his dry bone-like claws on Song Yu's shoulders. The extra wide sleeves of the robe were like mercury, hanging on Song Yu's body, almost covering him.
She was interested in putting her pale blood-lost mouth on the bald head and neck of the prey exposed to the cold air in front of her. Her eyes were blurred and the corners of her mouth were slightly open, as if she was slightly angry because she had just been hit by a man. Her eyes were as dark as a zombie, and her eyes were even more ghostly and shocking.
Song Yu turned around and saw that the female corpse that was just lying under him was crawling on his shoulders.
Suddenly he was shocked, and his soul was so scared that he almost jumped out of his mind. After a few seconds, he screamed hysterically, "Ghost Ah! Ghost Ah! Help Ah!
This tomb robber always talks about teasing female ghosts. This time he is really entangled by female ghosts, but he has no courage. It turns out that he is just a dragon lover, Mr. Ye is a man of good dragons.
He wanted to jump out of the ancient coffin in panic, but was held down by the woman. The woman who seemed sick had amazing strength. Song Yu could not break free at all. Scar, save me... Township Mayor Lin... Help Ah... He only tried his best to ask for help, struggling in vain.
The hoarse scream was heart-wrenching, extremely shrill and tragic, echoing for a long time in this extremely gloomy and terrifying underground
Song Yu's harsh and strange voice and hysterical scream made several people in the underground palace discolored their colors when they heard it.
It seemed that even the ghost woman was moved. She frowned and stretched out her hand like a ghost claw to cover the man's mouth, stopping the ghost crying and howling sound.
The man struggled desperately in her arms, making a whine sound from his mouth, and then the woman wrapped her whole body in a wide sleeve with a black background and a red edge.
Scar only thinks that the goddess is truly sage and should not offend and blasphemy
Not to mention coming to save his partner, it was already seven souls and three times. He had no idea. He just knelt on the trembling and didn't even dare to raise his head.
Liao Xuecun was already suspicious of the female corpse not dead, and he was still thinking in his heart, how good would this woman be if she was alive.
Now that I saw this ancient woman resurrecting her soul as she wished, I was shocked by this supernatural scene and was a little excited.
He was intoxicated with historical research and was particularly interested in the Kingdom of God. He really wanted to go up and ask the woman from the Kingdom of God what was the prosperous era of that golden period of history.
He was nervous and wanted to ask questions, but he was surprised and wondered whether this woman was a ghost or a human, or the goddess Wenji herself
If it were human, why would she live here, and why would she wake up in two thousand years?
The wide silk robe draped over the woman, and her back was particularly wide and tall.
This ancient outfit made Teacher Liao feel like a dream, and felt like he was in a studio of a costume drama team.
Under the wide and low-hanging robe, the girl slightly exposed her thin snow shoulders and jade-like neck. She was shining white under the faint fire of the torch, catching the eyes.
The thin man Song Yu was held tightly in her arms by her, like a child who was being held in love with her mother and breastfeeding her, obediently and motionless
He was buried tightly in the woman's black silk robe, and only half of his calf was hanging down from the edge of the coffin, twitching like a storm, allowing Xuecun to tell where he was
The girl leaned down and buried her head in her chest. The exquisite golden phoenix on the black robe shone with dazzling light as the robe trembled, as if she was about to fly away in the air.
Xuecun looked from behind the woman, and I don’t know if it was the woman moving or Song Yu who was holding her arms was thrusting and trembling.
The woman hugged Song Yu and buried her head for a long time without moving. The air seemed to be solidifying. The unknown gentle sucking sound spreads inexplicable fear around in silence.
Liao Xuecun didn't know what happened between this witch and Song Yu, nor did he know why Song Yu didn't move, and he couldn't even scream.
Song Yulu's feet wearing torn leather boots were still twitching, but their strength was obviously getting weaker and weaker, and the interval was getting longer and longer.
Is this woman a blood-sucking zombie?
Liao Xuecun wanted to go over and see Song Yu, but hesitated.
Brother-in-law, what should I do? He turned around and asked Lin Bomin, but saw that he was still staring at the book in his hand, as if he hadn't heard his voice at all, nor did he care about the life and death of the two mice.
At this time, his brother-in-law, who had always been very arrogant in his mind, suddenly collapsed suddenly and became disgusting, which made him feel disgusted. Lao Song, are you okay? He shouted in the direction of Song Yu, responding to him was a series of giggles. This extremely nice and seductive voice was obviously not made by Song Yu.
The woman raised her head from her clothes, turned slowly, and looked at Liao Xuecun and Lin Bomin.
She raised her little hand gracefully and wiped her mouth
Xuecun clearly saw a blood mark on the corner of her pale mouth. The frozen sticky plasma hung from her chin and swayed there.
Her lips, which were originally light pink and anemia, seemed to have some color, and her pale skin color began to flow with a trace of blood, and her cheeks became plump.
Liao Xuecun even felt that her withered hands seemed to have grown muscles, and she looked much more delicate, with her fair and slender fingers as bright and exquisite as jade.
The woman twisted her waist and slowly pulled the lace of the robe on her chest, revealing the snow-white and dazzling snowy skin inside and half of the chest that was so thin that she could faintly see her ribs. The two sides of the robe were covered with half a breast ball, and the slightly shriveled white breasts hung in the empty robe and swayed slightly, bringing a strange feeling and charm.
Song Yu's body was still twitching from time to time. His eyes were dull and one hand fell down stiffly, as if he had a circle smaller.
The woman wanted to stand up from the coffin and then fell down. She repeated it several times but failed.
Song Yu slid straight from her arms, and his tight little foot was softly placed on the glass coffin. I don't know whether it was life or death.
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