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1949 positioning, that stupid wolf

After posting a hundred, Feng Qingchen was extremely tired. They happened to arrive at a wooden room. Feng Qingchen sat directly on the ground and rested against Jiuhuangshu. It took a long time before he had the strength to retrieve the information from the smart medical bag.

Get out water and food.

"I hope they can find us soon, otherwise, even if they don't starve to death, they will die of thirst." There are all kinds of treasures in this house, but there is no food.

Even if there is food, after so many years, those food can no longer be used.

"Yes." Whether it is Shibaqi or Xuan Shaoqi, they are not people who sit still and wait for death. When they find out about their situation, they will definitely look around. The only thing they are worried about now is Snow Wolf.

"I hope the snow wolf can be with someone, otherwise..." Feng Qingchen sighed softly, and Uncle Nine Emperors held the person on his lap: "Don't worry, the snow wolf can follow our scent and find him."

"I hope..." Thinking of the panicked scream of the snow wolf before falling, Feng Qingchen was really worried about it. You must know that although the stupid wolf had a high IQ, he was illiterate.

Feng Qingchen felt a little drowsy after eating something. He wanted to sleep on his bed with a sleeping bag, but Uncle Jiuhuang held him in his arms: "Don't bother."

"It will be very tiring." Jiuhuangshu's arms felt sore after holding her all night.

"It's okay." Uncle Nine Emperors covered Feng Qingchen with a blanket: "With me here, you can sleep peacefully."

After entering the imperial mausoleum for a month, Feng Qingchen lost a lot of weight. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed. But usually they rarely have the opportunity to be alone. Even if they feel distressed, it is difficult to show it. It is rare to have alone time. Jiu

The emperor's uncle didn't want to let it go.

No matter how bad the conditions were, he wanted to give Feng Qingchen the best.

"Okay, call me when you are tired." Feng Qingchen yawned delicately, moved her body, and found a comfortable position in the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors. She fell asleep not long after, and she slept very deeply.



Since entering the imperial mausoleum, he has been in fear every day. Even if they have not encountered any danger before, they live in the wilderness. Feng Qingchen does not dare to sleep to death at all. He is always on high alert and will be startled if there is any movement.

,Now……

Nestled in the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors, Feng Qingchen felt at ease and naturally slept soundly.

Feng Qingchen slept peacefully, but Xuan Shaoqi and Shiba Qi could not sleep. A group of them separated in twos and threes. Xuan Shaoqi was with one of the Shiba Qi. They walked around and found themselves

Always in a different room, unable to find direction or a way out, and may even turn back.

The biggest headache for them was that every room was very bright. They couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and they didn't know the passage of time. They only knew that they were getting hungrier and thirstier as they walked.

The hunger is bearable, but the thirst is really unbearable. They urgently need to replenish water, otherwise they will definitely die here.

"I can't walk anymore." These three people were lucky enough to fall together and still have someone to keep them company along the way.

"Look again, maybe the eldest lady and the others are in the next room." The Nine Emperors Uncle was right. The Eighteen Horsemen would not sit still and wait for someone to come to them. When they woke up, they found that the wall of the house could be pushed down.

After opening it, I started searching from room to room, but...

I can't find it at all!

"I'm so tired. Let me lean on you." The last person beat his sore legs and leaned against the wall decisively. The moment he fell, he remembered that he had to push away from the wall again.

Already.

Sure enough, he fell into another room, but he was too tired to move. He just raised his eyelids and looked at this room full of crystals. When he raised his eyes, he was dumbfounded...

Paper?

There is a piece of paper taped to the wall, and there seems to be writing on it.

There is help.

Now, his waist no longer ached and his legs no longer hurt. He quickly got up from the ground and stepped forward to tear off the paper on the wall: "Hahaha, hahaha..."

God will not kill me!

The other two people came in and saw their companion laughing, so they asked stupidly: "Are you crazy?"

Others responded cooperatively: "No, this house can drive people crazy, so we have to take a madman away?"

"You're crazy, you're crazy, your whole family is crazy." Shibaqi, who got the paper, shook the paper in his hand proudly: "Look, what is this?"

"It's really crazy."

"Yes, but a madman will never admit that he is mad."

"Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory, so I'm not crazy." The man stepped forward angrily: "Look, what is this?"

"Hey, the name of Uncle Nine Emperors?"

"This should be written by the eldest lady." Another person pointed at the number and said weakly.

This word is so ugly.

"That's right, these are the words of Miss Eldest and Uncle Nine Emperors. They left a path for us. All we have to do is follow the instructions and look for it." The Eighteen Riders who got the paper were very proud and stepped forward to push it.

He opened the door, but was held back by his companion: "Before you leave, stick the paper back."

They must have companions. If the paper is torn off, how will the others fix it?

"Yeah, I almost forgot." After slapping his head, the man slapped the paper against the wall with such force that it was impossible to tell how tired he was before.

The other two people smiled and shook their heads, thinking to themselves: Fortunately, they don't talk much in front of the eldest lady. Otherwise, if the eldest lady knew that there was such a stupid idiot among their eighteen riders, she would definitely regret taking it from Young Marshal Si.

Want them.

The same situation kept happening. As time passed, Xuan Shaoqi and Shibaqi both found the room with the note. They followed the instructions on the note and moved forward from room to room. Soon everyone ran into each other in twos and threes.

"Brother Seven, Brother Ninth, it's so great to see you. I thought we were wandering around this house all the time and couldn't get out."

"Third brother is here too. It's great. I finally found you. Let's go find the eldest lady quickly. I'm dying of thirst."

"The eldest lady is smart. This is a good idea. Otherwise, even if we die, we may not be able to join together."

As long as they find one room and follow the note, they will definitely find each other and they will not die in these rooms.

The seventeen people looked at me and I looked at their faces. Even though they were tired and hungry, their faces were filled with cheerful smiles.

Once they find Uncle Nine Emperors and the eldest lady, they don't have to worry anymore.

Just when Feng Qingchen and Uncle Jiuhuang were trapped in the honeycomb-like room, wandering around the room, Mrs. Min contacted people from Liancheng again.

There is no need to think about going out for the time being, Wang Jinling is watching too closely, and Mrs. Min can only judge the current situation through some small things, and then issue orders.

This time her goal is very clear: Qin Baoer!

Qin Baoer is the fiancée that Mrs. Min personally selected for Uncle Nine Emperors, and she also raised her according to her ideas. Qin Baoer is an extremely important chess piece to Mrs. Min, and it doesn't matter even if Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't like Qin Baoer.

"Hold Qin Baoer!"

Mrs. Min knows very well how useful a stupid woman like Qin Baoer is!


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