The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

There was cold sweat on her forehead, and two voices in her heart kept talking alternately.

Can't go in, can't go in ...

Go in, they won't hurt you ...

Can't go in ...

go in……

Repeated voices began as she stepped into the cave with her feet, disappearing.

Both hands were stricken tightly, and their hands were already sweaty.

When the whole body went in, the somber breath in the dream came towards him, as if entering the ice cellar, the cold person shivered.

Fear of heart, but also to make a calm look, really challenge people's courage and courage.

An Xiaomen's head slowly lifted upwards, and she really saw a few illusive figures.

The figures were looking down at her.

The light is dim and it doesn't look real.

An Xiaomen was not so scared at this moment.

"Why do you call me Jin Jin?"

A few silhouettes appeared on the inside for a moment. "The girl naturally doesn't remember, but we dare not forget. After waiting for so many years, we finally feel happy when the girl comes."

An Xiaomen wanted to know a lot of questions, and she also understood that she couldn't worry.

"The dream I had last night, but you dreamed of me?"

"Yes, we're afraid the girl won't come again."

She was completely relieved, her nerves relaxed a little, and she took a few more steps. "Who is this man in the coffin?"

"Our master."

She was surprised, "Those people who came in, you kill them, can't you let them approach this coffin?"

"Exactly."

"This coffin has been exposed. Those who came yesterday are very likely to come again, and they are also likely to bring your Taoist priests. This place is no longer your best place."

The shadow of the figure was sternly cold, "We naturally know that we have been here for thousands of years and have never gone out to harm people, but if people break in without permission, we can't blame us, so that we can wait one day The girl comes. "

"What if I haven't come in my whole life?"

"Then we will wait for the rest of our lives. If we ca n’t wait, we will wait. One day, the girl will come."

Really persistent.

"Why must you wait for me?"

They didn't speak, and the cold air was flowing in the air. An Xiaomen reiterated, "Why must you wait for me!"

"Isn't Jin Jin also curious about what the people lying in this coffin look like? It's better to look first."

Her eyes fell on the coffin not far away.

The man lying in this coffin is their master. If it has been dead for thousands of years, it must be just a skeleton.

What can you see?

Seeing her hesitation, the ghost couldn't bear to say, "Our master has waited for you for so long. Girl Jin should open the coffin."

She lifted her feet forward, and with the gaze of the two outside the cave, walked towards the placed coffin.

Although she did not understand what the coffin was made of, she could see that it was a very good coffin.

No decay, no damage, very clean.

Putting their hands on the lid of the coffin, An Xiaomen looked at the ghosts aside, and they nodded at her.

An Xiaomen gave a little effort, and when she made a noise, the coffin was pushed away by her.

The faint scent came out, the smell of the wood of the coffin.

White light shone from the inside, and the light came from the night pearl in the coffin.

After her gaze adjusted to the light emanating from it, her gaze fell on the person in the coffin.

Unlike his imagination, the lying person is not a skeleton.

Look at the figure is a man of great build.

Dressed in white dragon print with long sleeves and black satin boots.

Long dark hair hangs on both sides of the pillow.

If it were not for the figure and the hands on the abdomen, An Xiaomen would probably think that this is a woman lying down.

His face was covered with a large golden patch.

If she wants to see the lineup clearly, she needs to remove the puck on his face before she can see it.

An Xiaojing was so nervous that her heartbeat accelerated, she took a few steps forward, and finally put her hand into the coffin. As long as she bent down gently, the manuscript covering the man's face could be removed by her.

Her movements were very slight, with an invisible tremor, she tiptoeed, bent down, pinched the thick golden yellow, and the parchment dropped.

When she saw that face, she was seriously frightened. One didn't stand still, and fluttered and sat on the ground.

She frowned.

"Little lemon!" Gu Beicheng exclaimed.

"Xiao Ning, are you all right?" Lin Mingxi shouted in fright.

She sweated coldly and responded, "I'm fine, don't worry."

His legs were weak, he climbed up with all his strength, stood back in front of the coffin, and glanced at the man inside again.

Lips trembled, and the sound of heartbeat seemed to belong to himself.

Quick bizarre.

The man's complexion was white and he was not breathing, as if he was asleep, with a face, an eyebrow, a nose, and a mouth, exactly the same as Jin Qing's long-speaking words.

The key is that this man has been dead for thousands of years, this is where An Xiaomen is most shocked.

An ancient man who has been dead for so many years is just as good as Jin Qing who lived well. What is the situation?

and also.

What made her unable to understand was that when she looked at the man herself, tears flowed involuntarily, and she couldn't stop trying to stop.

Tears constantly.

She didn't even understand why she was so out of control.

It seemed she could do nothing but cry.

This cry did not originate from her original intention, her reason has been telling herself that she cannot cry and cannot control.

After crying for a while, it was completely bright outside the hole.

She had a lot of questions she wanted to know, and it seemed that now was not the time.

If the archeological team comes, once the people in this coffin are found to be exactly the same as Jin Qingyan, it will not necessarily cause any trouble at that time.

She thought for a moment and asked for their opinions.

"It's very likely that the archeological team will bring the priests again, which is not good for you. Would you like to follow me?"

"Naturally willing, just master ..."

"I'll think of a way," An Xiaomen said to Gu Beicheng outside the cave. "Beicheng comes in to take a hand."

Lin Mingxi was frightened, but also came in with Gu Beicheng, shaking like sieve bran.

The two of them came in, and An Xiaoli had put the hat she wore on the man's head in the coffin, covering her face.

"How to do?"

"You carried him into the car."

Lin Mingxi exclaimed, "Back the body ..."

Gu Beicheng also suddenly, let him carry a corpse down the mountain, can it be horrible?

Just then, Gu Beicheng's phone rang.

He hung up the phone, his face slumped, "The man who stared at the archeological team said that the archeological team really went to find a priest.

"Then hurry." An Xiaomen appeased him, "Don't be afraid, just carry your back."

Gu Beicheng is a man, no matter how scared, he doesn't want to appear incompetent in front of women.