With a moment of friction, Fan Tingting was as flexible as a monkey and jumped onto Yang Haoran's shoulder.
"Brother, I'm most afraid of snakes! Let's go back!"
Yang Haoran carried Fan Tingting on his back and curled his lips.
"It's just a bunch of worms, what's there to be afraid of? Let me drive them away."
Fan Tingting didn't believe it. She had been most afraid of snakes since she was a child, especially snakes of this kind, which looked disgusting!
While Yang Haoran was talking, he had already taken out a small bottle from his pocket.
After unscrewing the cap, a strong and pungent smell was released.
Seeing that the snakes were about to reach Yang Haoran's feet, Yang Haoran quickly threw the contents of the bottle out.
It is a powdery substance, and the choking smell around it suddenly becomes stronger.
Because Fan Tingting had been holding her breath, she naturally couldn't smell anything.
But soon I was surprised to find that the snakes turned around and ran away as if they had encountered something terrible.
The speed is so fast, like a fish swimming in water.
In the blink of an eye, the snakes that were so dense just now had disappeared without a trace.
Fan Tingting then jumped off Yang Haoran and clapped her hands happily.
"Brother, you are so awesome, what did you spread?
If you give me some in the future, I won’t have to be afraid of these disgusting things anymore!”
"It's just an ordinary snake repellent powder. It's better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish.
I will give you the prescription later, and you can try to make it yourself."
"Do you want to make it yourself? Well, I can make as much as I want!"
"Come on, let's go get that thing now."
Fan Tingting thought about what Yang Haoran said before that he wanted to give it to her, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Brother, what are you looking for?
Isn’t it also disgusting? I hate disgusting things the most!”
Yang Haoran laughed: "Don't worry, not only will it not be disgusting, but it will also be very cute!"
Fan Tingting had a weird look on her face. How could something that could be described as cute by Yang Haoran appear in such a terrifying environment?
The area of the tomb was not large, so Yang Haoran pulled Fan Tingting around the black thing.
In the northwest corner, Fan Tingting followed the light of the flashlight and saw a clay pot the size of a pumpkin.
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up, he handed the flashlight to Fan Tingting, walked up, picked up the pot, and tipped the weight.
"Brother, shouldn't it be this broken jar you want to give me?
Do you want me to take it out and sell it as an antique?"
Fan Tingting shouted in surprise, "This thing has nothing to do with cuteness at all!"
Yang Haoran was speechless: "Don't you know that a jar is just a container?
The real treasures are all on the inside, not what’s on the outside.”
Uh, okay!
Fan Tingting still couldn't figure out what kind of cute things could be contained in such a dirty-looking jar.
Could it be an ancient coin?
If you can sell it for money, maybe you can really have something to do with cuteness.
While Fan Tingting was thinking wildly, Yang Haoran had already come back holding the clay pot.
"Are we going back now?"
Fan Tingting asked slightly disappointedly. She no longer expected any surprise gifts.
"It's not good to go out with such a burden. Let's go outside and open it."
Do you want to open it inside?
Fan Tingting's eyes lit up, and she was a little curious as to what was inside.
The two people left the main tomb chamber, and Yang Haoran placed the pottery pot on the ground.
Fan Tingting then walked over with a flashlight and looked up, down, left, and right.
"What is this? It looks a bit like the talisman you taught me to draw!"
Fan Tingting asked, pointing to a piece of yellow cloth attached to the lid of the clay pot.
"This is a seal talisman, a sealing talisman, and a blood talisman seal.
Being able to use the blood talisman to seal it, it seems that the things inside are not simple."
Fan Tingting frowned: "What else can be sealed with a piece of yellow cloth? Wouldn't it fall off if I just tear it off?"
While speaking, Fan Tingting had already grabbed the yellow cloth and pulled it casually.
As soon as it was halfway uncovered, the clay pot shook violently and made a rumbling sound.
Fortunately, Yang Haoran reacted quickly and held down Fan Tingting's palm, then reattached the yellow cloth to it.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, but Fan Tingting was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and dropped the flashlight at her feet.
"What's going on? It's so scary!"
Fan Tingting asked with lingering fear and wiped a handful of sweat on her forehead.
She was really frightened just now, thinking that something terrible would come out of it.
Yang Haoran rolled his eyes at her.
"You still know how to be afraid? You started so quickly! If I hadn't stopped you, we would have been buried alive under here!"
Fan Tingting opened her mouth wide and looked very ugly.
He said guiltily: "I'm sorry, brother, I just thought it was fun. I didn't know it would have such serious consequences!"
After saying that, I felt a little aggrieved and looked at Yang Haoran with resentful eyes.
"Didn't you tell me that the thing you gave me would be cute? Are you sure there is something cute in it?"
Yang Haoran gave a wry smile: "I did say that, but being cute doesn't mean there is no danger.
This thing has been sealed inside for at least hundreds of years, and the vicious energy inside can be used as a bomb if it is released!
Did you see the violently shaken Coca-Cola? It’s okay to open it, just let out the pressure inside first.”
Yang Haoran's explanation was very simple, and Fan Tingting nodded.
Then he said: "It's better for you to fight, I don't dare anymore."
Yang Haoran took out a small writing brush from his body, and then took out the remaining cinnabar.
She used a pen dipped in cinnabar to doodle on the yellow cloth. Fan Tingting watched quietly from the side. Yang Haoran also drew talisman seals.
Although Fan Tingting learned the knowledge of talisman and seal script from Yang Haoran, it was only for general introduction and she could not understand Yang Haoran's operation.
As Yang Haoran started writing for the last time, the lid of the clay pot made a clicking sound.
Then black gas slowly floated out along the cracks in the lid of the clay pot.
Yang Haoran touched his body and caught the soul-eating ruler in his hand.
All the black energy seemed to smell something and rushed towards the Soul-Eating Ruler quickly.
After lasting for about ten minutes, the black air slowly began to become thinner and became intermittent.
When I looked again, the black air had disappeared.
Yang Haoran let out a long breath and stuffed the soul-eating ruler into his arms.
Fan Tingting had been paying attention to Yang Haoran's movements and couldn't help but look surprised.
She was a little strange, where did Yang Haoran hide the dark ruler?
Why does it look like Yang Haoran’s clothes are not bulging at all!