People travel through the heavens, playing infinite roles

Chapter 11, Shirley Yang confides in the middle of the night, the buried secret
"Get out of here immediately."

Chu Yun's eyes returned to the indifference of the past, and he walked towards the outside of the tomb alone. When he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around: "Don't touch anything here."

This sentence is not only for the money-greedy Fatty Wang, but also for the group of archaeologists who are passionate about the culture of the ancient Western Regions.

After this incident, the members of the archaeological team didn't dare to stay here any longer, and hurriedly followed Chu Yun.

The one in the coffin is for the little brother's face, not for them. Now that the little brother has left, if he stays here again, if that one suddenly jumps out, they will become delicious snacks.

Going back the same way, about ten minutes later, Chu Yun led everyone down the well back to the original camp.

"This time it was my little brother who saved us again." Professor Chen said after taking a breath.

"That's right, if it wasn't for my little brother, we would have all been buried in Prince Gumo's tomb."

Recalling the scene of black mist rising from Prince Gumo's coffin just now, Hu Bayi still felt lingering fear.

"We have to thank little brother this time, he has saved us more than once."

Professor Chen nodded, and when he was about to thank Chu Yun, he found that Chu Yun, who was the first to come out of the well, was already sitting by a dead tree with his eyes closed.

Is he asleep? It's because he's too tired, so don't bother me.

Seeing this, Professor Chen dismissed the idea of ​​thanking Chu Yun now.

"By the way, teacher, what was the ghost whistle you mentioned in the ancient tomb just now?" Ye Yixin suddenly remembered this, and looked curious.

Hearing this, Professor Chen explained with a smile: "Ghost whistle is also called corpse language. This is a long-lost ancient technique. It is said that it can communicate with corpses. I always thought it was just a legend."

He stopped, and suddenly looked at Chu Yun with closed eyes not far away and sighed: "I didn't know that this ancient technique can really communicate with corpses until I met my little brother."

"From this point of view, my little brother is really mysterious, even the ghost whistle that has been lost for a long time." Ye Yixin yawned tiredly, feeling drowsy.

It's not just the ghost whistle that has been lost for a long time, my brother knows more than that...

Xue Liyang looked thoughtfully at Chu Yun's cold and handsome face, and finally, her gaze stayed on his two slender fingers.

Shirley Yang's grandfather, Partridge Whistle, once mentioned to her that there are four schools of tomb robbing, touching gold, making hills, moving mountains, and unloading mountains.

Among them, Faqiu Tianguan of the Faqiu School has a unique skill called two-finger caving. With this unique skill, Faqiu Tianguan can easily decipher various delicate mechanisms in the tomb.

The characteristic of practicing two-finger caving is that the index finger and middle finger will become unusually long. Now it seems that the identity of the little brother is Faqiu Tianguan.

Late at night.

When everyone in the archaeological team fell asleep and Fatty Wang, who stayed behind to watch the night, was also drowsy, no one noticed that Chu Yun, who had kept his eyes closed all the time, opened them.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep all the time, he was just thinking about one thing, and he closed his eyes just so as not to be disturbed by other members of the archaeological team.

He was thinking about what Prince Gumo said when he was in the ancient tomb:
"The Essence Queen is not really dead, she has been waiting for a chance to be resurrected."

"Don't let the woman next to you go to Jingjue Country, or she will return to the world with the demons from hell."

"At that time, the earth will be shrouded in darkness, and this catastrophe will never end."

The reminiscence ends here, these are all the words Prince Gumo said, or a warning.

He warned Chu Yun that the Jingjue Queen had never really died, she was just in a state of suspended animation, otherwise she would not have watched her Jingjue Kingdom collapse in the massacre of thousands of years ago.

The she here and the her in Prince Gumo's mouth are both pointing to the Queen Jingjue.

There are two warnings from Prince Gumo. One is: remind Chu Yun that Queen Jingjue is just a fake death, and let him be careful not to underestimate the enemy.

The second is: warn Chu Yun not to let the woman beside him go to Jingjue Country.

At that time in the ancient tomb, there were only two women beside him, Shirley Yang and Ye Yixin.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Yun thought that the woman that Prince Gumo mentioned was Shirley Yang.

His guess is not without evidence.

Shirley Yang is a descendant of the Zagrama tribe, and has a close relationship with the Ghost Cave tribe in the ancient country of Jingjue. In addition, she has the curse of ghost eyes on her body, so she has a reason to go to the ancient city of Jingjue.

This seemed to be what the Jingjue Queen wanted to see.

Chu Yun's eyes drooped slightly, he nodded slightly and began to think about the second sentence Prince Gumo said:
"Don't let the woman next to you go to Jingjue Country, or she will return to the world with the demons from hell."

Here she refers to the Queen of Essence.

Combining the above sentence, it is not difficult to deduce that if Shirley Yang went to the Jingjue Kingdom, then the Jingjue Queen might take the opportunity to revive. Could it be that Shirley Yang wanted to revive the Jingjue Queen?

"Fatty, go to sleep, it's my turn to watch the night."

Hearing Xue Liyang's voice, Chu Yun slowly closed his eyes again, pretending to be in a deep sleep.

"okay."

Fatty Wang replied in a daze, and fell asleep not long after letting Shirley Yang take over his post.

Not long after, after confirming that Fatty Wang had fallen asleep, Shirley Yang sat next to Chu Yun alone: ​​"Brother, can we talk?"

Chu Yun slowly opened his eyes, there was no fluctuation in his calm and indifferent gaze, and he just looked at Xue Liyang quietly.

Xue Liyang is very smart and careful, and she can see that she has not fallen asleep. Chu Yun is not surprised by this.

Seeing Chu Yun open his eyes, Shirley Yang Yanran, who knew that he meant to agree to the conversation, smiled, and then seemed to think of something, her mood became depressed, and her bright eyes dimmed:
"Brother, in fact, I came to Jingjue Ancient Country this time to break the family curse, otherwise I would not be able to live past 50 years old."

After finishing speaking, Xueli Yang took a sneak peek at Chu Yun's expression, she was still as calm as water, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Did the little brother know about this from the beginning to the end?
Shirley Yang was secretly surprised.

Chu Yun nodded lightly: "Continue."

Shirley Yang is a descendant of the Qianshan lineage, and the curse inherited from their ancestors made them doomed to not live past the age of 50, which Chu Yun knew very well.

Chu Yun was very calm, but Xueli Yang next to him was different, and there was a huge turmoil in his heart, "Brother, how did he know that he hadn't finished speaking? Could it be that he can read minds?"

"It's good that this stuffy oil bottle doesn't talk, but when he talks, he can always scare people to death."

Silently complaining, Shirley Yang then began to tell the secret buried deep in her heart: "Since my father disappeared, I have had the same dream every night."

Hearing this, Chu Yun nodded, knowing that the next important thing was coming.

(End of this chapter)