Chapter 154 Can the Focus Be Reliable Once, Even Once?
Chapter 154 Can the focus be reliable even once?
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Just when Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi stepped into the ancient tomb at the same time, another spell buried under the ground quietly opened.
The pale golden array gradually enveloped the two-story ancient tomb above and below ground.
No one noticed.
At that time.
Yan Jiu advertised reasonably: "Are you still worried about abiding by the law and not being able to rob tombs? Come and walk without being sent to the funeral one-stop live broadcast room. I will take you to visit the ancient tombs for free."
【You know how to publicize!】
[It is said that a large tomb appeared in the northwest.]
【Isn't this the tomb? 】
【What is Master Jiu’s identity!?】
【We actually had a day in the front row eating melon.】
【Following Mr. Jiu, it really opens your eyes.】
[Oh, I randomly found a cave entrance and said it was an ancient tomb. I have seen many self-directed and self-acted scenes like this.]
[You are going crazy if you want to have fire!]
The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
In the same way, after Yan Jiu became popular, her live broadcast room had all kinds of netizens.
The live broadcast room has just started.
Some people question the authenticity of the tomb.
Some netizens find it difficult to imagine that Yan Jiu, a anchor, has the ability to obtain an archaeological quota.
They legitimately raise questions.
I just didn't expect that the doubts were not echoed.
【Isn’t Mr. Jiu hot enough???】
[The teeth are a little hot, take them out to dry!]
[Haha, I advise you to withdraw your comments.]
[Is it possible that those who dare to question are new here? 】
[Hey, why do some people always give their faces to Master Jiu~]
Lang Zongyi didn't want to hold up his cell phone, so he simply put Yan Jiu's cell phone in his chest pocket.
Just in the blink of an eye.
The comments in the live broadcast room have also changed.
[I am a student of the Department of Archeology, let me analyze for you what kind of big guys are walking in front of you.]
[Associate professor of the Department of Archeology of Qing Dynasty University on the left, Professor of the Department of Archeology of Emperor Zuo of the Second University, third on the left...]
[Are all netizens so valuable these days? 】
[I just finished my Ph.D. this year, but I missed this opportunity to practice archeology because I didn’t have time to return to China.]
[Well, compared to you, my undergraduate degree seems a bit inconspicuous. ]
【High school students gather!】
【+1!】
【Junior high school students gather!】
【+1!】
Yan Jiu didn't know the direction of the comments.
She wandered into the tomb.
I was surrounded by a group of archaeological experts.
"My little friend is here?"
"Quick, come and see."
"There are three intersections here. Which one is better?"
"The instrument can't detect it at all."
"So, which way is right?"
【Master Jiu is so scary!】
【Surrounded by so many big guys, I should feel weak.】
[Where is the person who questioned Mr. Jiu just now? Come forward quickly and let us see if your face is swollen.]
【I actually had the opportunity to witness it one day.】
[Well, this is not to show off, my sister is in the team, but I have been unable to get through on the phone.]
【No signal?】
[Impossible, the host’s live broadcast room is full of signals!]
【You also said it was Master Jiu.】
【Excuse me!】
【Another day to be conquered by Lord Jiu.】
Yan Jiu looked at the fork in the road.
Haven't spoken yet.
Chen He mocked Yan Jiu: "You can't still think about making money this time, right?"
Yan Jiu looked at Chen He.
Chen He smiled, but when his eyes fell on the mobile phone in Lang Zongyi's pocket, he couldn't laugh anymore.
If she read it correctly, the phone case had gold characters on a red background and a pattern full of gold ingots printed on it.
It is no exaggeration to say that this mobile phone case is incompatible with Lang Zongyi, who is wearing a neat and decent uniform.
Chen He knew very well that Lang Zongyi would not be able to use this kind of mobile phone case, so she turned her attention to Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu blinked: Why does this person look so green~
She touched Lang Zongyi with her elbow.
Lang Zongyi, who closed his eyes and meditated: "What?"
Yan Jiu sighed: "It attracts bees and butterflies."
Lang Zongyi: "???"
【Ho ho ho, is there a show to watch? 】
【I am a layman, and I like this kind of plot! 】
[Two women competing for one man?]
[It is also possible that two women are competing for one woman.]
[Netizens this time, please don’t be too outrageous.]
【Why did I feel the vibration?】
【It’s not a shock, it’s an earthquake!!!】
Sudden earthquake.
It swept the hearts of everyone present.
The ground as hard as iron suddenly cracked.
Sitting at the back, the special bureau and others who had just entered watched helplessly as Yan Jiu and the others fell into the ground.
On the way down.
Yan Jiu subconsciously grabbed the things around her.
The roll is soft and soft.
Lang Zongyi gritted his teeth: "Let go."
Yan Jiu took another handful and did not hesitate to praise Lang Zongyi: "The hair is of good quality."
Lang Zongyi was not happy at all when he was praised.
Wait until the two of them step to the bottom again.
Yan Jiu took out the judge's pen and drew a lighting charm. When she looked back, Lang Zongyi almost burst out laughing.
Lang Zongyi, who has always paid attention to his image, has become more popular with his chicken coop hair and sad eyes.
While Lang Zongyi was arranging his hair, he looked at the interrupted live broadcast room and threw his phone to Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu looked around: "Where are the others?"
Lang Zongyi looked not far away: "You have to ask her."
Yan Jiu followed Lang Zongyi's gaze and looked at the ancient woman holding a red lantern and wearing a black veil.
The woman has long hair reaching her waist.
Yan Jiu could only see the other person's pale face and the anger that had persisted for many years, but she could not clearly see the other person's appearance.
She closed her eyes.
Open it again.
Still can't see each other clearly.
Yan Jiu elbowed Lang Zongyi: "Can you see her face?"
Lang Zongyi looked at the face of the woman in black gauze and Yan Jiu with slight surprise, and nodded slowly.
Yan Jiu shrugged: "Maybe it's someone's obsession that doesn't want me to see her face clearly."
When Lang Zongyi was about to tell Yan Jiu that the woman in black gauze looked exactly like Yan Jiu.
The woman in black veil said: "My name is Wu Jiu."
Yan Jiu was thoughtful after hearing the words.
Lang Zongyi, who couldn't hear, looked confused.
Wu Jiuluo's golden eyes locked on Yan Jiu accurately, and said bluntly: "How about I use your doubts and my cultivation in exchange for Tulan's rebirth?"
Suddenly.
A coffin suddenly appeared between the two parties.
The coffin is made of black wood, which shows that it is simple and uncarved, exuding a heavy, solemn and inviolable atmosphere.
Yan Jiu shook her head and refused: "There is no resurrection after death."
She really wanted to ask Wu Jiu why he also understood the power of darkness, and wanted to communicate with others, but that didn't mean that she would be so idle as to disrupt the order of heaven.
As soon as Yan Jiu said these words.
Not only was Wu Jiu not angry, he also laughed out loud, as if he was laughing at his original self.
She walked towards Yan Jiu step by step.
Yan Jiu gradually saw Wu Jiu's appearance clearly.
She looked shocked.
Wu Jiu walked slowly in front of Yan Jiu. She became weaker and weaker as she walked, as if she had exhausted all her strength: "My hard work is not in vain... Now that you are here, I can finally rest."
Said.
Wu Jiu dropped the lantern in his hand on top of the coffin. After burning, the blood-red lantern turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one red threads, wrapping around the coffin.
She looked longingly in the direction of the coffin.
In a slight smile.
Turned into a wisp of smoke and completely dissipated.
Yan Jiu was furious and accused: "Why is this person like this? Halfway through, I haven't asked her why she bothered, so why did she disappear?"
Lang Zongyi: "..." Can your focus be reliable even once?
Yan Jiu rolled up her sleeves. She was so angry that she couldn't hold back her words. As she spoke, she wanted to open the coffin and look at the tomb owner.
"Look at Wu Jiu's affectionate look, her old sweetheart is lying in this coffin, right?"
"I'm afraid she has never seen what it means to break bones and spread ashes!"
Yan Jiu rarely loses his composure like this.
Wu Jiu's behavior really irritated Yan Jiu.
Lang Zongyi stopped Yan Jiu and wanted to tell Yan Jiu not to open the coffin: "Calm down."
Yan Jiu stopped lifting the coffin: "You hesitated before Wu Jiu opened his mouth. What did you want to say at that time?"
Lang Zongyi said: "Say she looks the same as you."
Yan Jiu nodded halfway: "Well, wait, you can see her from the beginning? Why? Because you are handsome!?"
Lang Zongyi: "..." You'd better stick your head in the coffin.
