Chapter 380

Fleeting years are like water and plain clothes like flowers.

Mu Tianxing stands at the window and looks up at a jeep downstairs, flying in the White Linen Skirt and the night.

The fingers of the night, the delicate hair, are in the bright star light wantonly tickling the girl's heartstrings, between the eyebrows and eyes, full of nostalgia, just waiting for Lang to return.

When linglie's car drove away from the yard, the headlights seemed to warm up like a pot of spring, which was completely dim in her eyes, she knew that he really left.

Drooping eyes, sour nose.

A hand was placed on her shoulder at the right time, and the little lime bird nestled in the side of Mu Tianxing's body and smiled: "is it that people are missing before they leave? People are missing even more when they are far away?"

Mu Tianxing looked at her in surprise: "do you understand?"

Lime chuckled: "of course I do. I've known it for many years. "

Not far away, Zhuoshi's eyes were shining. He quietly recalled the picture of the first lime. Now, he remembered that every time the girl deliberately fought against herself and chose to fight against herself, it was already a favorite signal. However, he was slow in response and didn't even think about it.

Zhuoxigao's long figure unconsciously went forward a step.

On the floor, his shadow came forward, and was in a commotion of lime.

Lime hooked his lips, turned his head and looked at him. He said to Mu Tianxing, "you are much better than me. You are obviously in love. You can express everything, but I am secretly in love. Everything can only be put in my heart, and I am afraid of being found."

Mu Tianxing took a long breath, turned around and looked at zhuoxi's slightly embarrassed appearance, smiled and smiled: "don't worry about me! As Grandpa Tianling said, everyone's responsibility is doomed from the day of birth. Uncle has his responsibility. If I choose uncle, I'll take the responsibility of the matched uncle. "

Now, she has no power to bind a chicken, does not know martial arts, does not know how to rob tombs, does not know the enemy's situation, and has a lesson from the past on niyajun street, and she dare not act rashly to harm everyone.

The only thing she can do is eat well, sleep well and not let uncle distract.

After thinking about it, she took in the sea breeze again and glanced at the half moon in the sky.

"The night by the sea is beautiful. Take your time. I'll go back to sleep. "

Mu Tianxing laughs lonely. Once upon a time, she was reduced to the electric light bulb invented by Edison?

Blinking knowingly at lime and Zhuoshi, she walked briskly towards the bedroom. As soon as the front foot entered the room, a soldier stood at the door of her room with a serious expression, guarded like a guard.

There are four SUVs in linglie, which are full of people and things.

According to the report from Maureen and linglie, Maureen and others started at two in the morning, and they will be in place at one in the morning. She brought four folk experts, 18 hands and a Zhuang Xue!

So linglie set out in advance and studied the map route in that area. In the daytime, zhuoran also went to see the field quietly. He knew that it was a raised hill with a towering forest above. The tomb was under the forest and among the hills.

The reason why the Millennium tomb has not been discovered is because of the unlucky layout.

The tombs stress the yin-yang Qi. The living and the dead need the yin-yang Qi. The hills lie horizontally like dragons. The tombs are the best hiding place. The raised ground has good lighting and ventilation, which is conducive to absorbing the heaven and Earth Spirit and protecting the children.

If a tomb robber sees such a place, he must explore it.

However, the hill was filled with trees at some time, or a large area of locust tree, which blocked the spirit and yin-yang Qi, and became a dead pit of distress.

Sophora tree has two sides, one is wood, the other is ghost.

A good tomb becomes a dead pit, which is covered with a thick layer of ghost wood.

According to what Mo Lin said to Ling lie before he left, it was: "Shifu dare not go down such a tomb. They have to cut down the locust trees on it. This is Citigroup's territory. How can it really block this huge area? Lingyun can't wait. We can't get the tomb tonight. "

Linglie doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

He went with him for the sake of a large tomb, a thousand years of civilization and precious cultural relics.

According to Luo Tianling, Citi is a province of Ningguo, and the underground cultural relics are owned by Ningguo. Since he is the heir to the throne today, he has to bear such a responsibility. Even if he is not the prince but an ordinary people of Ningguo, he will not be willing to see all the things of Ningguo's ancestors stolen by Lingyun, sold abroad, and never come back!

Think about how many treasures the Allied forces of the eight countries captured in China's Yuanmingyuan. Most of them are still in exile and can't return! The pain and anger in the hearts of those Chinese people, now linglie's heart also has!

Linglie does not believe in ghosts and gods, but admires the tomb robbing culture inherited for thousands of years.

He believed that there must be a reason for the existence of these folk experts.

Think of the soldiers who did not hesitate to follow him to the tomb. Linglie did not ask for himself, but also for them: "what do those masters say can we avoid the evil spirit under the tomb?"

Maureen quickly replied, "yes. Many tomb owners have other small doors to wait for future generations. They are willing to give their own property to future generations for fear that they will be helpless. Just to open the door and get the funerary objects smoothly, it needs the blood of future generations to enter the mechanism. When the ancestors are alive, they will take a special medicine, which will lead to the addition of a special substance in the blood. It will be passed down from generation to generation, and the substance in the blood will be left behind, which can't be imitated by other people's blood. "

Now, Nangong family has been lonely for thousands of years. Where can I find the blood of future generations?

Linglie's eyebrows and heart slightly frown, and soon relieved.

Heaven and earth are healthy. He has a clear conscience. He is not afraid of these things. Moreover, he is the son of the king of a country, the dragon. He is afraid that he can not suppress this evil spirit?

The SUV stopped in a secret place on the back of the hill.

Everyone is ready to go, carrying bags to the top of the mountain ahead of time. Linglie stands in the front, facing the bright moon and the vast starry sky, and receives the five joss sticks.

"First of all, the younger generation is Ling lie, the only son of emperor Jeb of the present Daning state. Because they respect the cultural relics of their ancestors, they can't bear to come to excavate, destroy and steal the Millennium culture, so they are here to wait and stop. I swear that I will not take away the sand and stone from the tomb. If you dare to disturb me, please forgive me! "

Linglie finished, bowed to the heaven and earth three times, and put the fragrance into the soft soil under the grass.

Wait until the five ashes burn out, there is no sign of the most dangerous "three long and two short".

Linglie breathed a long sigh of relief. With a big wave of his hand, he hid in the dense and deep woods together with his staff.