Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Yes, will husband and wife be buried together, just want mandarin ducks not to envy immortals." a girl opened her mouth with longing.

"You know love. Love is your head. How can anyone bury their ancestors at the bottom of the river?"

Sakura retorted.

Another female classmate was not angry, but smiled and continued, "the vicissitudes of the sea, the Cangling mountain may be a piece of land for tens of millions of years."

Vicissitudes of life, about this truth.

Someone next to me nodded. I can't help saying that this is indeed the truth.

"Well, what the little girl said is reasonable. Looking at the sarcophagus, it must not be modern. It must have been hundreds of years ago..."

An old man with white hair twisted his white beard and nodded seriously.

"Xia Qingluo, what do you think this will be?" although I just met, Xiao Ying obviously cooked it by herself.

She asked Xia Qingluo one by one.

Xia Qingluo didn't answer. In fact, to some extent, she has great courage, but she can't today. This is not a problem that can be solved by courage.

But why did she feel this way?

Xia Qingluo scratched the back of her head and was puzzled.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. She involuntarily started her divine consciousness to look at it.

Through the coffin, I found that there was a black fog surging inside, not the spirit of yin and evil, nor the spirit of resentment.

In the black fog, it seems that the body of a child is curled up inside.

It looks small, like a little monkey.

At this time, an uncle put his hand on the sarcophagus. There was a wound in his hand and he didn't bandage it. Unexpectedly, at the moment of putting it down, the blood in the wound was sucked in by the sarcophagus.

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

Other people, who have not found this change, are still talking happily.

Obviously, only Xia Qingluo can see it clearly.

Xia Qingluo closed her mouth.

Even if she said it, no one believed it.

You might say she's crazy.

Xia Qingluo sighed helplessly. At the same time, she also knew that as long as she didn't open it, she should be fine.

But she couldn't feel what was inside.

Xia Qingluo doesn't want to stay any longer. She turns to look for Xiaoying.

At the moment of looking back, Xia Qingluo stopped.

The face of a child with a pointed mouth and long hair on his cheeks slowly showed up, lying on the stone wall and eating the blood sucked in by the sarcophagus.

After eating, he licked his tongue.

When Xia Qingluo took a closer look, the sharp nosed child was gradually invisible.

But before he became invisible, he showed a strange smile to Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

Several girls behind him are still talking.

Xia Qingluo thought intently. Why does the child look so familiar to her?

She let go of her divine consciousness again and looked around the child little by little.

The black air is surging, which is different from the colorful caves in the eastern valley.

The sky here seems very gloomy.

She finally saw it clearly this time.

Children are neither ghosts nor demons,

His chest has Buddhist dharma seal.

It was sealed by an eminent monk.

Xia Qingluo had an ominous feeling in her heart.

But no specific exception was found.

Also, the most important thing is that she can't do anything now. Even if she knows that the sarcophagus is sealed with an ominous thing, who will believe her?

No one would believe her, nor would they sink the sarcophagus to the bottom of the river according to her wishes.