Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Chapter VIII: Goodbye Shiki!

Chapter VIII: Goodbye Shiki!

This time the sound was louder than the first time I heard it, and it rang for a long time before it gradually disappeared. Long Lin looked at the unlovable rut and asked, “You said you heard it last time. This sound? When did you hear it?”

“It was about this time last night, but the sound was not so loud,” Hanzhe waved his hand after he said, “Okay, no matter what, the soldiers will come to cover the water and cover the soil and go to sleep,” he fell asleep after speaking.

Long Lin couldn’t laugh or cry. Soon she heard the snoring of Hanzhe. She smiled and sat next to Hanzhe. Maybe she was really tired. She hadn’t found any snoring by Hanzhe before.

It was night, nothing happened all night, but Hanzhe didn’t sleep well, long dreams all night, dreams were all kinds of weird things, while modern, while ancient, finally dreamed that I was framed up, and my hands and feet were all covered. The rope was trapped, even the neck, and then there were five quick horses pulling the rope, and the five horses were divided!

Hanzhe screamed, woke up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and saw Long Lin, who was looking at her with concern, smiled, “It’s okay, I had a nightmare, and it scared me to death. ”

“What dream? It scares you like this,” Long Lin said with a smile.

“Five horses dividing the body is really scary. Fortunately, it’s just a dream.” Hanzhe touched his nose, got up to move around, put the sleeping bag on the ground into the bag, looked at Long Lin, and said, “Would you like to go now?”

“No hurry,” Long Lin smiled, “Do you want to calm down?”

“Where and where, don’t use it,” Hanzhe couldn’t laugh or cry, and his consciousness plunged into the live broadcast room to start a new day of live broadcast.

As usual, there is not much popularity. After all, the peak hour has not arrived yet, and I didn’t mind the coldness. I was used to it. The lamp in the tomb was turned off all night. The reason was that the lamp oil burned out.

Hanzhe is also completely speechless about this. It turns out that this is still a consumable. I thought it should be at least a permanent light before, but it turned out to be a one-off thing.

The tomb became dark again. I turned on the bright flashlight and walked to the exit of the tomb. It was still a bluestone door. The difference was that this time it was controlled by a mechanism. The first agency.

Find the location of the organ, press it, and with the sound of “rumbling”, I walked out of the tomb room. I found that there was a wall in front of me by accident. Looking around, it turned out that the tomb room was a straight corridor from left to right.

Looking back at Long Lin, Hanzhe smiled and said, “Well, Miss Long, it’s time for you to make a decision again. We will go wherever you go.”

“Left, since the left was chosen before, then just follow through to the end,” Long Lin said without hesitation.

Hanzhe nodded, this corridor is not the same as before. When I got here, the tomb bricks that had been paved before are gone. This is not too serious. After all, the tombs here are very rough.

When I walked to the back, I found that something was wrong. The light was shining on the ground, and I saw a lot of footprints on the ground.

It is indeed a footprint, and the number is not a small number, at least it is a team of a dozen people, and this happens to be the number of Ichiro Yamamoto’s team, thinking of this, I dare not take it lightly.

Long Lin also leaned forward, squatting down beside the cold rut, and looked at the footprints on the ground. The footprints were scattered and not messy, and stretched forward. “Let’s go,” cold rut stopped studying this. She got up and looked forward, faintly. Said, “It seems impossible to get to the main tomb before them, but anyway, let’s go first.”

Housing manager Yang Wudi: “Old Han, don’t be discouraged. They haven’t found it for so long, indicating that something must be wrong.”

Going out black octave: “Yeah, maybe I can steal my butt, and give him a brutal look behind him.”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “It’s okay. Maybe they are trapped. I don’t know if there is a spirit hitting a wall here. Nanguo Lingzi doesn’t necessarily understand this, right?”

There was thunder in the sky: “Maybe, the anchor doesn’t seem to know the Southern Onmyoji very well.”

…

“It is true,” Hanzhe saw what Suiyou said and did not refute, “I really don’t understand the ancient profession of Onmyoji, but I am absolutely not persuaded!”

While speaking, he pulled out Tai’a and waved twice. Long Lin laughed and said nothing. Suddenly a strange sound rang out from the corridor, which was erratic.

At the same time, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose on the ground where the two of Hanzhe stood. Before the coldzhe reacted, it was surrounded by smoke.

Haoru Yanyun almost meant that, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were also anxious.

Fang Guan Yang Wudi: “Damn, what is this? Old Han, is this not an illusion? Oh, strange, why would we be recruited too.”

Going out black octave: “No, it’s not like a simple illusion. What is it? The anchor is careful, maybe there is something in the smoke.”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “That weird cry is so familiar, how do I feel like the shikigami who was crying and laughing last time.”

The thunder shook in the sky: “Is it another shikigami?”

…

In the cold rut, I didn’t even bother to read the comments anymore. Tai’a was already holding it in his hand, silently reciting the sword tactics, and the finger-turned sword swiftly across the sword. Can’t see Long Lin’s location, Hanzhe had to call Long Lin’s name, but couldn’t get a response for a long time.

The same is true for Long Lin. Surrounded by smoke, she lost her shadowy figure. In fact, the two of them are only a few steps apart, but under the cover of smoke, it is difficult to distinguish the direction, just like the spirit hits the wall, the whole person is actually spinning in place. change.

And in the depths of the tomb, the Onmyoji who was sensitive to Shikigami was hiding under the black robe with a smile.

“Yes, the master is clever. It turned out to be arranged on the road long ago!” Damu knew that the black robe man had a special identity, and the boss was respectful and respectful to him when he came in. Damu has always been good at observing words and expressions, and this can become this. The leader of the team, so he was eager to compliment the onmyoji.

“Okay, hey, it’s weird here. I’ve been stuck here for almost a day,” the Onmyoji sighed softly, and began to be afraid of the ancient tomb, as well as the weird sound of the Golden Ge and Iron Horse in the middle of the night, even more so. Let him feel that this place is extraordinary!