Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Zhou Xiru approached her and whispered in her ear: "Sister Goddess, you really don't remember, or you don't want to say it."

"If you don't want to say it, you can just say it directly, what kind of wolf with a big tail are you pretending to be?"

Ming Wei was stunned for a moment, then said aggrievedly: "I don't have a wolf's tail, I'm not..."

"Aren't you a wolf?" Zhou Xiru said with a smile, "You can't hide the look in your eyes that want to kill someone alone, tsk tsk."

Over there, Professor Wang has already put on his gloves. At this time, if Zhou Xi is in the mood to tease Princess Mingwei, he is only going to open the coffin to make a fortune.

"Mr. Xu, help me." Professor Wang stepped on his feet and touched the tightly wrapped brocade quilt.

Under the brocade quilt, there seems to be a corpse?Trance like a human?

However, the starting feeling is not right, why is it so hard?

Is it already stiff?

Even if it's already stiff, it's not like this?

Xu Zhige said, is there Xuanbing in this place?frozen?

But when he touched the brocade quilt, it didn't freeze!

Professor Wang directly tore off the brocade quilt, and his action was very rude. At this time, if there were really archaeologists there, they would have to point his nose and yell at him.

There may be words on these brocade quilts, and underneath the brocade quilts, there are layers of pearls and jade as funerary objects. How can you be so rude?

In addition, the thousand-year-old corpse also has high research value. His current behavior is comparable to that of a tomb robber, and he is not a qualified archeology professor at all.

The brocade was uncovered, and a section of yellow mud was exposed.

"Sister Goddess, is your little Golden Crow made of yellow mud?" Professor Wang scolded angrily, "Fuck, is it interesting to torment me, an archeology professor, you gods?"

There are no funerary objects in the brocade quilt, no jewels or farts.

"Can you die well?" Professor Wang was so angry that his liver ached, he cursed, "Normal encoffining? Do you have to look like this, interesting?"

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Pointing at Ming Wei, she cursed: "And you, you said, you are not a goddess, why were you buried alive in the coffin?"

"Since I opened your coffin, I have never been able to touch the ancient corpse normally. Is it all this kind of thing?"

"In the entire Kunlun Ruins, there is not a single normal..."

"Yes, Kunlun Ruins also brought me a human slough, now it's better, give me a piece of yellow clay?"

As he said that, the old man sat down on the ground, touched the wound on his neck, and then thought about the cumbersome mechanisms outside that made him vomit blood.

So angry!

Ming Wei was stunned by his scolding, she opened her eyes wide and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

Professor Wang was so angry that he wanted to curse again.

He took off his gloves, fumbled for a cigarette, lit it—

"Look for yourself, are you gods from the mythological period all mentally ill?" Professor Wang asked, "On such a scale? Are you making fun of my old man with this thing?"

Ming Wei stood up, looked at the piece of yellow mud inside the coffin, and was dumbfounded.

Zhou Xiru had a big brain hole, and said in a low voice: "Sister Goddess, Xiao Jinwu has been made into a beggar chicken? How about we smash the yellow mud to see?"

"He...is still alive..." Ming Wei stammered.

"What's the purpose of making a tomb alive?" Professor Wang said while smoking a cigarette, "A tomb of such a scale and such a cumbersome mechanism, how can I get a piece of mud for me?"

Zhou Xiru laughed unkindly, now that Professor Wang looks like he's going crazy.

Thinking about it carefully, indeed, the old man has never been able to properly open a coffin since he went to the East China Sea.

"Professor, Jin Yichi is still normal." Zhou Xiru comforted him in a low voice.

"Normal?" Professor Wang scolded, "Little fool, have you ever seen an ancient corpse struggling to crawl out of a coffin? Is that normal?"

"But they were not able to climb out!" Zhou Xiru said.

"The one next to you just crawled out?" Professor Wang said, "It's really unlucky."

As he spoke, he gave Princess Mingwei another look.

"Professor, I'm not to blame for this." Ming Wei said, "This place is not my tomb either. Why are you angry at me?"

Ming Wei tilted her head, like a child who doesn't know much about the world, and said, "If you are really angry, I can lie in the coffin, and you can open it again. In this way, lying someone in the coffin—will you be happy?"

"I really didn't put the yellow mud in."

"Come on, sister goddess, let's talk?" Zhou Xiru smiled, "Shall we talk about the Golden Crow of the Setting Sun?"

"What, I don't remember, but I hate him very much." Ming Wei said, "Look, after so many years, he made a piece of yellow mud and put it in the coffin, causing me to be scolded by the professor, you say , is this something people do?"

To be honest, at the beginning, Professor Wang was so angry and scolded Ming Wei that everyone couldn't recover, even Xu Zhixuan was a little worried.

She is a goddess in the mythical civilization period, how can she not have a temper?Is it because you want to scold, you can just point your nose and scold at will?

He was very worried that Mingwei would break Professor Wang's neck in a fit of anger.

However, Ming Wei's temper was so good that she even thought about lying in the coffin by herself to make the professor happy?

"Professor, hurry up and find a way out. I'll talk to the goddess sister." Zhou Xiru said, "There's nothing interesting about this place. No matter how gorgeous it is, it's still a yellow mud tomb. It's bad luck."

Professor Wang didn't say a word, just sat on the ground, smoking slowly.

"Sister Mingwei, are we talking about the Golden Crow?" Zhou Xiru asked, "What's his name?"

"name?"

"Let me think about it? Translated, it should be called Lu Hao, Haotian's Hao." Ming Wei said.

"His surname is Lu. I hate this surname so much. I want to beat someone up. What should I do?" Zhou Xiru said with clenched fists.

"Probably because Lu Wu's surname is Lu..." Ming Wei said.

"What about you?" Zhou Xiru asked, "What was your original name?"

"My name is..." Ming Wei opened her mouth, wanting to say her name, but she suddenly stopped.

"Miss Zhou, I...my head hurts so much, why can't I remember, I really didn't lie to you..." Ming Wei held her head.

Seeing it, Xu Zhige couldn't bear it, and said, "When I secretly hid her on the boat and brought her back, there was such a long iron nail in her place."

"She asked me to pull out the nails, and now I think about it, even my hands are weak."

Zhou Xiru looked at the position where he gestured, which should be the temple.

From one temple to the other...

If Ming Wei hadn't undergone a parasitic transformation, then how tenacious was her original vitality to be able to survive this kind of torture?

"At that time, she had all kinds of horrible scars on her body." Xu Zhijie said, "She really doesn't remember."

Just as Zhou Xiru was about to speak, he felt that there was a shadow on his head. He raised his head instinctively, but saw a huge monster with eyes like copper bells, staring at her viciously.