Slowly, the petals began to fly slightly in the air.
Professor Chen wanted to press the camera button with trembling hands, wanting to capture all this beauty.
None of this is computer stunts, all of this is real.
He has studied history for so many years and has excavated so many ancient coffin tombs. This is the first time he has seen such a scene.
Who would believe this if told? Everything must be based on facts.[
Just when Professor Chen was about to take a picture of all this, all the petals suddenly flew in the air, filling the sky.
Then there was a burst of dazzling light, and Professor Chen couldn't stand the stimulation and covered his eyes.
Among the petals, there is a looming figure.
With a snap, the petals disappeared immediately, and the figure completely disappeared.
When Professor Chen took off his arm, the coffin in front of him was still the same as before, with no changes at all.
It seemed that everything that had just happened was more or less like a mirror in the mirror.
If the pictures on the phone hadn't still existed, Professor Chen would have wondered if all this was because of his own dazzling eyes.
His heart throbbed hard, and Qian Qian felt that all his nerves were slightly paralyzed.
A figure flashed through his mind. He was standing downstairs in his house. Qian Qian unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at his house.
Xuebai was taking something out of the car, and the thing's hand was slightly stunned.
He seemed to feel that something had appeared.
Moreover, I don’t feel like I can deal with that thing.
Situ Qianyuan, Bai Yenuyao and Bai Yenuping stood together and paused slightly.
Bai Ye Nuyao glanced at Bai Ye Nuping, and they seemed to feel a different aura.
Situ Qianyuan just glanced at Bai Yenuyao slightly. He felt a powerful dark aura. This aura was not possessed by Demon Key Mingre-Zuimo. It seemed to come from a strange figure.
"What's wrong?" Xue Bai asked as he stood holding the motionless money.
Qian Qian shook his head and reached out to pick up a few bags.
Xuebai glanced at Qianqian's room and followed Qianqian's footsteps.
As soon as I got on the elevator, I felt an indescribable feeling.[
It seems that something is calling me, and it seems to be very close to me.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Qianqian and Xuebai felt that the temperature on this floor was at least ten degrees lower than the temperature on other floors.
It's a hot day outside and feels like it's almost steaming, but here it feels like a cold autumn and cold winter.
That kind of coldness has a kind of spooky feeling that makes people's hair stand on end.
Qian Qian was dumbfounded for a moment, he had just been out for an afternoon, and now it’s winter when he comes back?
Xue Bai frowned slightly, he could feel the suffocating evil coming from here.
Here, something extraordinary appears.
Just as Qianqian was about to lift her feet and leave, Xuebai pulled her figure and protected Qianqian behind her.
Xue Bai walked in front carrying large and small bags, holding money tightly in his hands.
The moment I saw the front door of my home, my money was about to roar.
So the feeling of depression disappeared immediately due to the excitement of seeing the door.
The security door had turned into pieces that seemed to have been cut by a big knife and were piled neatly at the door. The wooden door had turned into pieces of wood.
My living room is facing the door and facing the outside.
Qianqian's first reaction was that his home had been robbed.
Xue Bai was holding the money, and his eyes fell on the figure sitting in the living room with his back to him.
Money, money, body, and then he was stunned.
When did someone exist in this house, and this person's hair is really...
The sitting figure seemed to sense the person behind him, stood up slightly and turned around.
The movement was like a slow motion in a movie, slowly meeting the eyes of money.
Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, his whole body was struck by lightning, and he stood there stupidly looking at that figure.
Ancient clothes! Could this person be filming with that guy Xue Mengqi?
That long blood-red hair was scattered on the luxurious clothes with snow-white silver crochet. The whole body exuded evil and domineering. That beautiful face gave an illusion that it seemed to be like the magic key.
There are so many similarities to Jao-Zui Mo. It's just that this person has a little more evil spirit than Mo Yao Ming, Jao-Zui Mo.[
Red eyes, long red hair.
What was this person doing when he showed up at his home with props?
Moreover, he also made the door of his house completely dead.
When the man saw Qian Qian's figure, there was a strange expression on his sinister and cold face.
"Uncle..." Xuebai shouted in disbelief when he saw that figure.
"Uncle?" Qianqian looked at Xuebai. This man was Xuebai's uncle? Xuebai's uncle was really young. She thought he was the elder.
The man who was called uncle by Xuebai walked up to Qianqian.
This was his money, and this was the person he had been waiting for for so long. After crossing time and space, she finally appeared in front of him.
Qian Qian looked at the person standing in front of him with some confusion. His approach made Qian Qian feel an invisible evil coldness.
Moreover, this person's eyes made me feel weird.
It seemed that he looked like the person he had been looking for for thousands of years.
Before Qian Qian could figure out what kind of situation he was in, the figure hugged Qian Qian into his arms.
"Qianqian, I miss you so much."
Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, and then he was sobered up by the cold breath that made his teeth chatter.
"Who are you?" Qian Qian forcefully pushed away the person holding him.
Qian Qian wants to ask, brother, which drama are you acting in?
Xue Bai pulled the money behind him and faced the figure in front of him.
This person is not his uncle, but he might be that person.
"Qian Qian, don't come near him."
His eyes glanced at Xue Bai's body, and his scarlet blood eyes dimmed slightly.
Qianqian and Xuebai suddenly felt that the coldness in the air had become even more intense, almost suffocating.
What's going on? Qianqian can't understand it at all. What happened?
"Xuebai, is he your uncle?"
Qian Qian was a little suspicious. If this was Xue Bai's uncle, he should know Xue Bai. However, his reaction was as if he didn't know Xue Bai at all.
"do not know."
Don’t you know? Qianqian is so scary. Then who is this person who appears in your own home and cripples the door to your own home?
"Who are you?" Qianqian asked.
The man just smiled slightly, his eyes full of frost-like coldness, but with a kind of emotion that Qianqian couldn't describe.
As soon as the man stretched out his hand, a picture scroll suddenly flew up behind him where he had been sitting.
Qian Qian majored in archeology and had research on these things. When he saw the scroll flying over, he was slightly stunned.
Antiques! Money, money, you must not be shocked that that person can control the scrolls to fly.
When she saw that Bai Yenuyao could fly from the ground to such a high building, she was completely shocked.
What excited her was that this scroll was an antique.
The scroll fell into his hand, and he slowly opened it.
When Qianqian and Xuebai saw the figure on the slightly opened scroll, they were both stunned at the same time.
The woman has a smile like a flower, the sun is shining brightly, she is wearing a white fairy skirt with silver crochet edges, she is nestled on the man's left chest, and her eyes are purple.
The man had red eyes like a bloody demon and evil spirit, and looked at the woman in his arms with a gentle smile. On his clothes, there was a pattern of bats embroidered that was exactly the same as the pattern on the coffin.
What shocked Qian Qian was that the woman's appearance was exactly the same as his own, except that she was wearing ancient clothes. And the man looked like the figure in front of him. Is he this Yuwen Xuanli?
What shocked Xue Bai was that this was the figure of the woman he saw in the white light of the coffin this morning.
There is an inscription at the bottom: Husband——Yu Wenxuanli.
Wife——Yanran Zuier/Qian Qian.
Yanran?! Qianqian's eyes widened. She seemed to remember that Mo Yao Mingjia-Zui Mo once called her Yanran.
Could it be that this Yanran is the Yanran that Mo Yao Ming Lao and Zui Mo spoke of?
What shocked Qianqian even more was that his name was actually on it, right behind the four characters Yanran Zui'er, side by side with Yan Ran Zui'er.
What does this mean?
"Who is this woman?" Qian Qian asked Yuwen Xuanli stiffly.
"My wife, money money."
My wife - money money!
Qian Qian felt that her heart had forgotten how to beat. How could this be possible? She was a modern person, but she couldn't figure out what era the person in front of her was from.
This painting is from ancient times, but it's impossible to tell yourself that the person in front of you has lived for who knows how many years.
Is he a person who can live forever? Did he take the elixir of Qin Shihuang?
"I fainted, I fainted. I must be dreaming, this must be a dream." Qianqian murmured, it was really shocking.
She couldn't believe that all this was true.
Recently, she has really been possessed by the God of Plague.
"This is not a dream, it is real. You are the person in the portrait." Yu Wenxuan said quietly.
His eyes swept over Xuebai's body, but he couldn't remember who this figure was.
I just felt that the smell on him was extremely familiar.
"What dynasty is this thing from? How old am I?" This is completely impossible. Could it be that she has been reincarnated?
There is no talk of ghosts and gods here.
This is a high-tech era, and those superstitious things have long been gone from our lives.
She is a modern college student who has been studying for so many years. How could she still have the strange and chaotic thoughts of the older generation?