Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1695 Journey to the West of the State (8)

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Now, I can't see anything, it's like stepping on an ordinary land.

Is it restricted by the flame bureau for thousands of years, thus consuming the spiritual energy it should have?

Yang Zimei looked around suspiciously.

Long Zhutian's expression seemed to be a little excited, he took Yang Zimei's hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Here, will we unveil a new scene?"

"Maybe."

Yang Zimei nodded, "Perhaps, I can also find the answer I want."

"Someone has entered again recently!"

Grandpa Zhuge pushed aside a big rock, looked at the dark hole inside and said.

Yang Zimei walked over and looked carefully, the traces at the entrance of the cave were very new, and there were more than one or two traces left behind.

Just as they were talking, there suddenly came a voice not far away, as if reborn, ecstatically surprised: "Haha, it finally came out! This damn place!"

"Come out? Why is the soil so wet? Didn't we die of drought before we went in?"

Another voice asked doubtfully.

"It doesn't matter if it's dry or wet, it's enough for us to come out alive."

Another voice sounded.

"Hey, there's light over there!"

They saw the light of Ye Mingzhu on Yang Zimei's side.

"It's not afraid of death again!"

"As colleagues, we should tell them in the past, let them not go into that damned place, it's too scary and dangerous."

A slightly old voice said.

Before they could come, Yang Zimei and the others passed by.

There were about five more people in front of me, all of them were ragged and dirty, with gray heads and faces, and messy hair, as if they had fled a disaster.

When they saw the faces of Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian through the faint luminous pearl light, they yelled in panic, "Ghost!"

Then he tried to run away.

Xuehu's fingers drew a barrier.

They seem to have encountered a ghost hitting a wall, and they can't get out no matter what.

Yang Zimei walked over and asked, "Ghost? Where is the ghost?"

"You... you... are a ghost!"

Those five people collapsed on the ground, looking at her in great horror, trembling all over.

Originally, as a tomb robber, he was an atheist who did not believe in ghosts and gods.

However, when they saw that the person who should be lying in the coffin was standing in front of them alive, they had no choice but to believe it.

"I'm a ghost? Hehe."

Yang Zimei laughed softly, "Why do you think so?"

The five were startled.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, Yang Zimei's complexion became more transparent and fairer, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she looked more like a fairy.

What's more, the hairstyle and attire are different from those seen in the coffin, but the face is very similar, and the man next to her is missing an arm.

"Then... who are you? Why are you here?"

An old man asked a little boldly.

"Who are we, you don't need to know, I just want you to tell me now why I look like a ghost, what did you see inside?"

Yang Zimei blinked and asked

"We saw—"

As soon as those five people recalled the danger that happened inside just now, they felt horrified and couldn't bear to look back.

"Do you see anything like me inside? A mural? Or lying in a coffin?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"Lying... in the coffin... they look exactly the same..."

The man said tremblingly, pointing at Long Zhutian, "There is him!"

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(End of this chapter)