Leng Ling'er stared coldly at Wu Yahuan in his sleep, the more he looked at her, the more disgusted he became!
"Xiao Fan, this woman is useless. What is she doing here? She is not as good as that woman with Kunyang physique." Leng Ling'er said through the message.
Lying on the bed is a billionaire female billionaire. I don’t know how many people are thinking about her, but in Leng Linger’s eyes, she is completely useless. The world view of a monk cannot be understood from a mortal perspective.
Kunyang constitution refers to Cai Cai.
Of course, this is the inherent thought of mortals. Even if Ding Fan knows Cai Cai's special characteristics, he is a difficult character. He would rather sleep by himself than let the two of them be together.
"Just leave it alone!" Ding Fan turned away, but Leng Ling'er floated to the opposite side of him and said seriously, "Xiao Fan, you are a smart person, you should seize any resources that are useful to you!"
"Cai Cai is a living person, not an object, so he can be used by me just by asking. Besides, he is willing to be with me!" Ding Fan made an excuse.
"Hmph, you have each other's aura in your body, which has long surpassed the friendship with others. What are you happy or unhappy about?"
If you want to keep the ghosts at bay, you have to do nothing! Ding Fan said impatiently, "I understand, you can quickly take a shower and go to bed!"
Leng Ling'er was embarrassed. As expected, none of her little actions could escape Ding Fan's perception. She floated away from the crack in the door a little shyly.
Brother Fan was very busy, refining qi-tonifying pills, refining yin qi, and practicing fake pill skills on the way. He didn't even know when he fell asleep.
When he got up in the morning, Ding Fan opened the safe, took out a piece of Yuehua silk, and gave it to Wu Yahuan.
In Wu Yahuan's eyes, this was just a piece of plastic wire. It was extremely ordinary. After playing with it for a long time, he gave it back to Ding Fan. It was too slippery to tie his hair and couldn't be knotted. It was really useless.
Ding Fan was naturally overjoyed and took back the Yuehua Silk with pretense of regret. Thinking of something, he asked again, "Sister Huan, have you made that ring yet?"
"Not yet, what's wrong?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"Oh, I want to make one too! I happen to have one, that evil-warming bead, handed down from my ancestors. Inspired by you, I also plan to make a ring." Ding Fan said.
"OK!"
Wu Yahuan was very happy. She always felt that Ding Fan's eyes were dodgey, as if he was using this action to explain something.
Of course Ding Fan felt guilty. Lei Jing was dug out from the demon tomb and he didn't tell the truth to Wu Yahuan.
Thunder Crystal is very precious, and only when Wu Yahuan holds it, Ding Fan can rest assured. Wu Yahuan took the Thunder Crystal, and was a little puzzled, this is not a bead! No matter what, as long as it is what Ding Fan orders, just do it!
"Sister Huan, you can't buy this thing with money, please." Ding Fan said seriously.
"How could I lose it!" Wu Yahuan smiled tenderly.
After breakfast, they met up with Chi Li, and the three of them drove to the Demon Tomb again to explore the last two tombs.
After making enough preparations in advance, Chi Li bought two steel awls and brought the dagger of her second brother Shen Jinlong. She didn't have to worry about getting her original two daggers back.
Ding Fan asked the two of them to take the Strengthening Pill and apply some Qiming Ointment. The three of them were fully armed and walked through the previous five tomb chambers to the entrance of the sixth chamber, which was the location of the Ox among the Seven Stars of Xuanwu.
In fact, the three of them have already circled underground for most of the time, and their current location is northeast of the big grave.
The illusion created by the tomb in front of me is that of an idyllic scene.
White clouds are floating in the sky, and there are actually nine suns. Below are six neatly planned areas, where rice, wheat, soybeans, sorghum, corn and millet are planted respectively. Some are green and growing happily, and some are already mature.
, showing a golden color.
Surrounded by low mountains, they look like ink stains, and the clouds roll and relax, which is both real and illusory. In the fields, there are a few cattle with clean fur, grazing leisurely, raising their heads from time to time, and seeming to make a mooing sound.
Facing such beautiful scenery, Wu Yahuan and Chi Li jumped up happily, but also felt extremely regretful that they could not use their mobile phones to take pictures, and the scenery could only be stored in their minds.
This is of course a powerful magic circle. The nine suns symbolize the number of yang, and the six fields symbolize the number of yin. The sky is round and the earth is round, and the yin and yang echo. When you are in it, you will never reach the end of your cultivation.
The serious consequences of loss may even lead to death on the spot.
At this moment, Ding Fan finally understood that the five tombs he passed before were to prevent monks from entering, but this tomb was to prevent the big demon inside from escaping.
"Xiao Fan, the scenery is so beautiful, why are you hiding behind it?" Wu Yahuan turned around and asked in confusion.
"Haha, she is indeed stunningly beautiful, but I find it difficult to breathe. It would be better to be an ordinary person." Ding Fan smiled unnaturally.
"Show off!" Wu Yahuan mouthed two words, and then asked: "How to crack this place? It's like an idyllic fairyland, I'm quite reluctant to leave it."
"It's all fake, don't believe it." Ding Fan waved his hand and observed from a distance for a long time, then asked: "Sisters, how many cows are there?"
"Five heads!" Chi Li replied.
"Six heads. There is also a small one hidden behind the tree." But Wu Yahuan could see it more clearly.
"Go dig under that tree first and wait for me to observe the changes." Ding Fan ordered.
There was only one big tree in the field, and Ding Fan speculated that the mystery must be here. He had to further see the true face of the magic circle in order to make a correct judgment.
The two women walked in without any awareness, humming a little tune and jumping around, as if they were traveling. The soil in the tomb was too solid to use shovels, so they could only use sharp daggers. The two squatted under the tree, lifting and falling.
Start digging.
Chi Li also stabbed the calf's butt a few times and laughed. Of course, the stabs were only ghosts and the calf was still wagging its tail.
After half an hour, they only dug some small holes in the ground. However, the mechanism was finally triggered, and the tree suddenly disappeared. Six cows ran quickly, occupying a field each, but not in the middle.
"Xiaofan, I didn't dig anything." Wu Yahuan shouted.
"Now, dig out the spot where the cow is standing. The calf first, there will be a harvest." Ding Fan responded loudly, and he had already hid away. Now, the power of the magic circle is even greater than before.
So, the two women went to track the calves in the field, squatted down and dug again for another hour, and finally dug out something, a small blue bowl, only the size of a little finger.
"Is this a cultural relic?" Chi Li looked at it carefully under her eyes and seemed to see a faint blue light.
"Don't talk nonsense, there are no cultural relics here, they are all cultivation materials used by Xiaofan! Pig brains can't remember anything!" Wu Yahuan reminded angrily, snatching it away, "There isn't even a pattern on this thing, and the workmanship is rough.
, if it’s thrown on the street and no one picks it up, it’s not a cultural relic.”
No, no, what are you doing with such a loud voice? Chi Li held back her dissatisfaction, but found that the calf had disappeared.