Chapter 352 Her Origin
Mo Qingcheng grabbed her little hand and looked at her with a half-smile: "Xuanji, you still say you're not a tomb robber? You're doing this set of movements very smoothly."

Ye Xuanji: "..."

She was only interested in being excited just now, but she forgot about it.

If she is not familiar with what she does, she will definitely not be so proficient!

It would be too boring to lie again at this time.

So she patted Mo Qingcheng's hand, and said with a smile: "I can't be considered a tomb robber, I am... a rescue cultural relic protector... that is, an archaeologist. Cough, it is allowed by the state. Well, don't worry, I don't I will steal the tomb of your Mo family, I am just looking for a way..."

"A way home? Isn't it? So the way home you said is in the tomb... How did you fall in?"

Mo Qingcheng accepted her words and raised his eyebrows.

Ye Xuanji sighed, and waved her hands: "I don't know how I fell in... Forget it, I can't tell you for a while, we should find that tunnel first."

Lift your feet and step into the door first.

Mo Qingcheng looked at her back, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

I became more curious about her origin.

Without saying a word, he followed Ye Xuanji and walked into the stone gate.

Inside the stone gate is a wider Shinto path.

On both sides of the Shinto are neatly arranged stone men and stone horses, which are exquisitely carved and lifelike.

Ye Xuanji glanced at it, and felt that these stone men and horses were comparable to Qin Shihuang's terracotta warriors.

However, she doesn't want to do archaeology now, so she just glanced at these things.Go straight ahead.

On both sides of the aisle are copper palace lanterns of beauty, each of which is filled with a dark brown oil.

Ye Xuanji knew that this should be the legendary mermaid oil that can burn for thousands of years,

(End of this chapter)

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