The gloomy north wind poured in from the entrance of the tomb, making a whistling sound.
It was very quiet all around, not even the chirping of insects.
Several sneaky figures shuttled back and forth. One of them was obviously scared and said tremblingly: "Listen, what is this sound?"
"What other noise can there be? It's just the wind. Don't scare yourself, come here and move things quickly!"
The timid man looked behind him again and saw nothing except the dark tomb passage.
It's just that the coldness on my neck makes me feel a little creepy.
Sudden!
A burst of laughter rang from his ears!
The laughter didn't sound like an adult at all, but rather like a child looking for something.
But, why are there children under the cemetery?
Could it be that... I encountered something dirty!
The man was startled by his thoughts and was about to call someone.
But a pair of pale little hands grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind!
The man looked at the little boy who appeared in front of him, and all the hairs on his body stood up!
The little boy's hair was very long, and his bangs covered his eyes. You couldn't see clearly what he looked like, but his bright red mouth seemed to be stained with blood. He opened and closed it and said: "Uncle, stay with me...
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The man immediately shouted: "There's a ghost, there's a ghost!" He ran back as hard as he could and dropped the jewelry in his hand.
At this time, the people walking in front also changed their expressions, and stumbled out of the tomb, as if something terrible would catch up behind them!
"Hey, if you are so timid, don't imitate other people's tomb robbing." After the figure disappeared, the little boy walked out of the darkness, curled up his cute little mouth, shook his little head in disgust, and then bent down.
, he picked up the babies on the ground one by one and put them into his small cloth bag. Then he pulled the rope and carried them on his shoulders, staggering forward while squealing.
She yelled angrily: "Mom, these things are too heavy. Xiaomei can't carry them all by herself. Please help me, please give me skills, please feel sorry for me, and all kinds of things!"
"You might as well just ask for support." On the stone at the entrance of the ancient tomb, a figure sat with a backlight, one knee half bent, and his arms hanging lazily on one side, his outline vaguely exposed, but his face could not be seen clearly.
, I could only vaguely hear her say: "You have forgotten the principle of having enough food and clothing by yourself so quickly?"
"Xiao Miao, I haven't forgotten, but my mother always makes me pretend to be a ghost to scare people. It's basically exploiting child labor! Be careful that I run away from home in the future!" The little boy hummed with a small voice.
The figure yawned carelessly: "Classmate Xiaomiao, you have said this one hundred and seven times."
"Mother, you can doubt my personality, but you can't doubt my serious attitude!" The little boy crawled out of the tomb and looked at the figure on the stone unconvinced. His cute cheeks bulged.
There is a dead leaf on the small head.
The figure chuckled and walked out of the moonlight. The long hair, as black as splashed ink, was fluffy and slightly curled, like dark seaweed. It was spread out so casually. She looked like a natural queen, saying no.
He looked dashing and handsome, and this person was none other than Nangong Baiye, who was kicked out of the General's Mansion four years ago...
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