Nobody knows I'm a fairy

Shen Muzhi behaved very modestly, and asked: "Are you still uncomfortable?"

Wu Suowei said: "No, I'm in good spirits, and I'm always high."

As he spoke, he jumped on the spot, only to hear a "boom", the sound of rocks falling, Wu Suowei disappeared out of thin air, and there was a hole where he was standing just now.

His teammates grabbed the hole and shouted down: "Old Wu! Are you still alive!"

Wu Suowei lay on the pile of rocks, nodding weakly, humming in pain.

An unlucky award, Wu Suowei took second and no one dared to take first.

Shen Muzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, turned on the high beam, and the light shone down along the hole. Except for the fallen stones, Wu Suowei's surroundings were very neatly built, which looked like an ear chamber.

Several people took the climbing rope to fix it for a while and slid down.Wu Suowei's teammate named Gangzi was the first to jump down to help Wu Suowei up, and leaned against the wall next to him.

Cheng Jiangjiang said to stop: "Don't worry, this ear chamber has not been checked yet, be careful and step on the organ again."

Although Gangzi looked confused, he was not a fool. As soon as Cheng Jiangjiang said it, he immediately moved away from those walls and let Wu Suowei lean on him.

The four walls of the ear room have traces of being flooded, and are separated by a very obvious boundary. The upper wall is dry and light brown, and the lower wall is dark black with damp.

The fallen rocks are sandwiched with moisture-proof white plaster mud, so the moisture is not immersed, but caused by the backflow of the river.

Shen Lingxiao suddenly muttered: "That's not right."

Cheng Jiangjiang glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Shen Lingxiao didn't look at him angrily, turned to Dongfang Zhan and said, "It's impossible for our city construction plan to build a subway underground near the Damai River."

Everyone suddenly realized that at first they had preconceived ideas, thinking that the Damai River was pouring into the tomb, but after Shen Lingxiao explained it, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.The owner of the tomb didn't know that times had changed and the river bed had shifted, causing the river to flood his happy hometown. However, the location of the subway was arranged here in the city construction plan, which showed that they had surveyed the river bed of the Damai River and it was impossible for it to reach here.

The ear chamber was obviously flooded, and the water level was as high as three-quarters. Could it be because of some underground river that had not been detected?

Shen Muzhi lazily said: "Instead of caring about this, we should think about how we can get out."

Everyone followed his line of sight and saw that the climbing rope leading to the tomb above fell off at some point, and the ear chamber was surrounded by walls without an exit.

Everyone stared at Cheng Jiangjiang in a daze. They were good at catching ghosts, but they knew nothing about this kind of man-made tomb mechanism.The only reliable person here is Cheng Jiangjiang, a person who studies Feng Shui.

Cheng Jiangjiang coughed and said, "What do you see me doing, can I draw a door for you?"

Gangzi supported Wu Suowei, who was delirious from the pain, and said: "Young Master Cheng, we don't want points anymore, you should quickly think of a way to get Wu Suowei out."

Shen Muzhi walked over and said, "You put him down."

He stretched out his hand and touched Wu Suowei's waist, Wei Nanjue's face was dark, and his finger bones made a few crisp "bang bang" sounds.Cheng Jiangjiang quickly stopped Wei Nanjue, for fear that if he was not careful, Wu Suowei would change from a tenth-level disability to a first-level disability.

Wu Suowei suddenly yelled, crying and laughing while supporting his waist: "Hey, it hurts like hell, hahaha, the bone seems to be healed."

Shen Muzhi clapped his hands and said: "You can exercise, but you can't exercise vigorously."

Seeing Wu Suowei tearfully about to hold Shen Muzhi's hand again, Wei Nanjue stepped forward, held Shen Muzhi's wrist domineeringly, and asked gently: "Are you tired, rub it for you."

The gossiping eyes around them almost stared at them.

Shen Muzhi resisted the desire to kill, and calmly drew a thunderbolt to his body. As soon as Wei Nanjue's massage hand touched him, he was shocked by the electric shock.

Shen Muzhi smiled lightly: "It's cold weather, it's static electricity, it's better to keep less contact."

There was joy in his eyes after the prank, and the corners of his brows and eyes turned even redder. Wei Nanjue suddenly felt in his heart that if he could hug Shen Muzhi, he would have no regrets even if he was electrocuted to death.

Cheng Jiangjiang was eating melons by the side, but seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, he quickly pulled Wei Nanjue away.Holding his shoulders and backs, he dragged him to a wall, and said in a low voice, "Wei Nanjue, see where this is. When you go back, you don't need to wear pants in front of Shen Muzhi. Now we are still in the tomb. What do you do?" I wake up."

Cheng Jiangjiang has always been polite and casual towards people, and he is very good at getting close to people. This is the first time he has seen him speak so vulgarly.

Wei Nanjue suddenly came back to his senses, and wondered: "Cheng Jiangjiang, do you feel that something is wrong?"

Cheng Jiangjiang said impatiently, "There's something wrong with you, mother?"

Wei Nanjue turned his head, the group of people were either at war with swords, or burst into tears, especially Dongfang Zhan, who buried his head in Shen Mu's neck, and didn't know what he was talking about, it felt like whispering.

He resisted the desire to dismantle Dongfang, turned his head to Cheng Jiangjiang and said, "Cheng Jiangjiang, you are living under the fence of Shen's family, and you are struggling. You want to curse like this for a long time, don't you?"

Cheng Jiangjiang was shocked, and finally realized that something was wrong with him.

Cold sweat dripped down his back, he suppressed his hand that wanted to light a cigarette, and said in a low voice, "You mean there is something wrong with this tomb?"

Wei Nan said: "Maybe it's the hallucinogenic gases and patterns that wake up our suppressed desires in our hearts."

During the few seconds the two talked, the crowd had already started fighting.Originally, two people started arguing, and then someone rolled up their sleeves and joined the battle, punching and punching to death.Dongfang Zhan still lay beside Shen Muzhi, while Shen Lingxiao glanced around in confusion, locked Cheng Jiangjiang's position, and walked towards this side.

Wei Nanjue didn't bother to ask about Cheng Jiangjiang and Shen Lingxiao's affairs, so he went straight to Shen Muzhi and pulled him into his arms.

Dongfang Zhan raised his head, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wei Nanjue, you are only worthy of picking up trash that I don't want."

Shen Muzhi was already terribly annoyed by him, when he heard this sentence, he became angry and kicked him in the stomach.Dongfang Zhan fell to the ground in pain, and suddenly came back to his senses, realizing what he had done.

Wei Nanjue's emotionless voice came: "There are hallucinogenic substances in the tomb."

Dongfang Zhan heaved a sigh of relief, his unreasonable behavior had stepped down, and he heard Wei Nanjue's next sentence, his back stiffened instantly.

"A hallucinogen that makes you tell the truth."

After Wei Nanjue finished speaking, he pulled Shen Muzhi aside and asked, "Are you okay?"

Shen Muzhi looked a little dazed, it was rare for him not to lose his temper or talk back, and leaned obediently against him.Wei Nanjue originally wanted to recite the mantra for him, but he was very reluctant to see it.With one hand resting on the back of Shen Muzhi's head and the other around his waist, he was about to touch his longing lips.

Suddenly the tomb wall in front of him exploded, and Wei Nanjue reacted quickly to protect Shen Muzhi and lay down on the ground.

"Grass, it's still a dead end." A young boy's voice sounded immature.

A few strong rays of light came in, Wei Nanjue pushed away the rubble, wiped off the dust on his face, his voice penetrated his heart like a snow demon imprisoned in the thousand-year-old black ice: "Xun Yang, are you courting death?"

The boy tremblingly said: "Wei...Brother Wei, what a coincidence, haha."

Once the wall was broken, fresh air poured into the ear chamber, and the noisy people gradually came back to their senses.

Behind Xun Yang were three men with unfriendly expressions, especially the tallest one, with an inch-shaved head and a scar on his brow bone. When he turned his head to look at them, he looked like a cheetah staring at a rabbit.

Among them was a short-haired woman, who was as beautiful as a celebrity, with a careless expression, and her hands were rubbing her waist. Anyone with sharp eyes could tell that it was a gun.

There was also a short man, only about 1.5 meters tall, with a small face, but his complexion was sallow, and his appearance was very strange.

Everyone realized in their hearts that this was a tomb robber.

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