Ji Rao passes by Fang chunian. Just when Fang chunian thinks he won't take care of himself, he hears Ji Rao's cold voice, "follow me."

They went to the mausoleum. The last cave was still there. Fang Chunnian climbed in.

This time when he came in again, looking at the red shadow in front of him, he felt that he was not afraid at all.

Entering the mausoleum, Ji Rao opens the lid of the coffin. When Fang Chunnian goes to get it, he sees that the bone in the middle of the coffin has been pushed to the other side. He looks up at Ji Rao with fright.

"This is..."

"Take it."

It seems that he pushed the bones aside himself.

Fang chunian reached out to get the things inside. This time he took two more strings, but he didn't take them. He looked up at Ji Rao and signaled that he had finished.

Ji Rao quietly looked at him for a while, which made Fang chunian feel a little flustered. He looked down at the things in his hand, thinking whether he took something wrong.

Ji Rao lowered his eyes, took out all the funerary objects in the coffin and threw them to Fang Chunnian, and some fragile ones were directly wrapped up and thrown to Fang Chunnian.

"Well, not so much. You..."

Ji Rao raised his eyes and closed the lid of the coffin. "There are only so many things in it. Take it. I can't use it. Let's go."

With that, he turned and left. Fang chunian was holding a pile of things, which were all antiques, for fear of bumping them. After going out, Fang Chunnian looked at the red shadow in front of him and said, "what's your name?"

"Ji Rao."

"Ji Rao." Ji Rao murmured, "then you are looking for that man. Is it Chu Xiu? Is he the reincarnation of the man in the coffin?"

Ji Rao didn't say anything. It was tacit.

Fang chunian didn't know why, but he felt a bit blocked. He even felt that Ji Rao Mingming woke up because he had gone to rob a tomb. Why did he go to Chu Xiu as soon as he woke up.

This idea is very unreasonable, but Fang could not help thinking so in his early years.

He got rid of the thought in his head, pursed his lower lip and said, "is your injury OK?"

Ji Rao shook his head.

He had healed that wound long ago.

He suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Fang Chunnian.

Being watched by such a pair of beautiful light brown eyes, Fang Chunnian felt that his breathing slowed down involuntarily, and the surrounding voices were quiet. It seemed that there was only such a gorgeous ghost in red in front of him.

"Lend me some Yang, will you?"

Fang chunian nodded dully.

He watched Ji Rao come close to him. He clearly saw Ji Rao's face. It was white and flawless, just like the skin of lanolin jade. The crow's eyelashes were long and the black was fine. It slightly covered the look in his soul catching eyes. The pale lips were slightly open, and Fang could see his scarlet tongue in his early years.

When Ji Rao let go of him and stepped back, Fang Chunnian didn't seem to react and stood in the same place.

"All right."

Ji Rao stretched out his fingertips, and some of his long pale nails touched his lips. There was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes. He turned around and said in a light voice, "let's go."

Fang chunian woke up just like a dream. He blinked. He didn't feel any discomfort in his body. Instead, his heart beat like thunder. He took a breath and went to catch up with the red dress in front of him.

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