After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 322 Covering the Tomb
Quiet to the deadly grave.

At this time, not to mention the sound of worms, even the sound of wind is close to no.

Qin Langyue swallowed subconsciously.

He took a step back silently, and shrank to Shi Baiya's side: "What, what's the situation?"

With her clothes pulled, Shi Boya smiled helplessly: "Don't be afraid, it's a materialistic society now, it's the same as visiting a haunted house."

To put it bluntly, it is under the double pressure of environmental factors and psychological factors that one feels uneasy.

But Qin Langyue didn't think so.

He glanced at the brightly lit tomb passage, and then at the dark corner behind him.

"Haunted houses are not so scary." Qin Langyue murmured softly, and followed Shi Boya: "This tomb is very evil."

What eating bugs, strange oil lamps, and even the armored warrior who is said to be a tomb robber...

He is not afraid of anything on weekdays, but he is afraid of being haunted.

Although I don't know how many thousand-year-old corpses have been touched, who can control the fear of this kind of emotion?
Wei Kongqing stood behind Qin Langyue, his eyes flickered slightly.

When she reached the entrance of the cave she came down from, she couldn't help but silently looked back, and murmured, "Goodbye..."

Because the next time I come back, it will probably be a hundred years later.

Chen Siyi sighed regretfully.

But since there was no harm in the tomb, it was the biggest gain in this line of work.

He took out a soil shovel from his bag and handed it to Qin Langyue, pointing to the opening of the hole: "Go and fill it up."

Qin Langyue took it with a depressed face.

A group of people crawled out of the tomb in disgrace, didn't see anything, found nothing, and had to dig some soil when they came up?

While digging the soil to cover up the hole, he muttered to himself: "Oh, I went down and didn't even bring up a single tile, but my brain has grown a bag."

Chen Siyi heard it with sharp ears.

A slap shot up.

The bastard he hit yelled loudly: "What are you mumbling about, you think I can't hear you? Want something, or die? Complain again, and I'll tell your dad later."

The only child of the Qin family's three generations, the eldest young master is usually at home, which is a treasure.

I was playing archeology with my temper, but my family disagreed. After all, touching ancient tombs, these three words fall into the eyes of the older generation, that is a wicked thing to dig other people's ancestral graves!

So, if the news this time reaches Qin Langyue's family and the ears of Qin Langyue's superstitious feudal father...

"How could I!" Qin Langyue protested, but the things in her hands didn't stop, but went faster.

He beat him to death and didn't want to go home to inherit the tacky gold mine, so he cut two and five, and with Shi Boya's help at the side, a rather large entrance was filled.

So, half an hour later.

The blazing sun is in the sky.

When Qin Langyue got it to the end, she almost stuck out her tongue to vent her breath.

Shi Baiya threw him a bottle of mineral water.

Qin Langyue caught it and took a sip.

But this water does not quench thirst at all.

Normal temperature, stuffy in the car for a day, almost turned into lukewarm water.

He unscrewed the bottle cap in disdain, and tore his clothes in the scorching heat: "Are you okay? Okay, let's leave quickly, we are really going to die of heat in this deep mountain and old forest."

Shi Boya couldn't take it anymore, her delicate forehead was covered with thin sweat.

"Okay." Chen Siyi and Wang Demin went forward to observe carefully together, and both of them felt that there was probably no problem.

They just stepped on the ground and turned around: "Let's go, look at you, Ren Jiaojiao is not even a girl shouting hot."

(End of this chapter)