This male wax figure looked like Long Zhutian, which she didn't find strange, because that was the portrait.
But she couldn't figure out why she appeared here?
And he's still the same version of himself a few years older.
"This forehead is just like yours, it also has a bit of cinnabar. If you are not the one who sculpted it, I would never believe it."
The woman in black pointed at the red spot on the forehead of the female wax figure.
Yang Zimei thought it was really incredible.
"You just said that you are the owner of this ancient tomb. It seems that you are really right! Tell me honestly, have you been here before and then made these two wax figures to pretend to be gods and ghosts?"
The woman in black blinked her brown eyes and looked at her and asked.
"First time here, no explanation!"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched the wax figure of Long Zhutian, and found that there was actually a wax imitation mahogany plaque on the neck of the wax figure. The same was true for the neck of the female wax figure, and there was also a string of imitation ice blue crystal stones on the wrist.
Even on the finger, there is a black ring.
Except for the different clothes and black hair, the other accessories are exactly the same. It is simply a tailor-made wax figure.
So weird!
Yang Zimei was so confused that she could hardly breathe.
The woman in black reached out to pat the clothes on the female wax figure.
Those clothes still looked brand new, but when she patted them like this, they immediately turned into ash and fell to the ground, revealing the naked wax figure.
"Wow! What a great figure!"
The woman in black actually stretched out her hand to touch the breasts of the female wax figure obscenely.
Yang Zimei was embarrassed and really wanted to kick her away.
Although she was touching a wax figure, she still felt strange and her body was sore.
This piece of clothing carbonized and shattered when touched, indicating that it indeed has a long history, otherwise it would not be like this.
Although I have been a human being for two lifetimes, I haven’t existed for thousands of years?
The woman in black also thought of this.
She looked at Yang Zimei, then at the wax figure, and began to think.
Yang Zimei shifted his gaze away from the two wax figures and looked around.
On the wall, there are two swords hanging, which actually look like general Moye!
But the real go-getter, Moye, is inside her ring.
She walked over and took off the sword on the wall to look at...
It turned out to be a fake!
It only has the shape of Mo Xie, and does not have Mo Xie's sharpness and aura.
"The legendary general Moye?"
The woman in black is also a person who knows the goods. She took off the sword and shook it, and then said in disappointment, "It turns out to be a fake! I was so happy that I thought I got a peerless sword."
Looking around, I couldn't find anything else.
She hung Moye back up and looked at the ripples, hoping that this spiritual beast could explain to her.
Lianyi shook her head, saying that she didn't understand this either.
The woman in black gave up her curiosity, boldly reached out and pushed open a stone door, and shouted, "Oh my god, it turns out to be a bedroom!"
Yang Zimei followed suit and walked in. Seeing the furnishings in the bedroom, her blood froze a few more times.
The furnishings of this bedroom are actually the same as hers.
The same dressing table, the same soft couch, the same chair, the same bed, and two nightgowns hanging next to them, one black one belongs to Long Zhutian, and one white one belongs to me.
It is simply a complete pirated copy of my own room.
What exactly is this going to do?
What incredible magic will you and Long Zhutian perform?