Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

What Long Yadu came in was probably a breath of immortal energy.

Because Qi Chen immediately lost his eyesight and dizziness, and even his sense of anxiety disappeared without a trace... Only he was left stupid.

The room was shrouded in thick fog, and the visibility was terribly low. Long Ya raised his head in the haze and covered Qi Chen's mouth with his hand at the right time, for fear that the breath he had just crossed would be leaked by this guy again: "No It takes half a minute to exhaust your breath, and you can count on it. The lungs in the stomach have no other function except to fill them! Hold this breath first, stand here and don’t move! I’ll find an exit—"

As he spoke, he worriedly threw the chubby knife boy out, threw it into Qi Chen's arms, and said in a low voice: "Grab it! Watch out! If you lose it, I'll pick off your wax gourd head!"

Dao Tong was clutching at Qi Chen's chest, like an octopus with eight claws, as if he couldn't shake it off.

Qi Chen: "..." He couldn't react at all, and was still in a panic.

The sound of wet footsteps on the stairs was very light and vague, and they walked very slowly. After taking one step, they had to stop for a long time before taking the second step. The wet sound was delayed infinitely, and it was very strange to hear. .

And Long Ya's words and movements just now seemed to have no effect on it at all, the footsteps neither stopped suddenly nor accelerated, and still went downstairs slowly with the rhythm of three stops at one step.

Facing the unidentified monster in the thick fog, Long Ya didn't show any signs of avoiding it. He looked like "I'm looking for a way out, you better not harass me without understanding", just like that with a circulating sword With a cold light, he dodged into the farther dense fog and found an exit in the house.

After several seconds, Qi Chen, who was in a panic, finally regained his sanity. He lowered his head abruptly to meet Dao Tong's round head and big eyes, and subconsciously took a step back in shock.

Originally, there was a sofa on the left side of where they were standing, only a little distance away from the wall, and the chandelier switch and the gate of Li Zhengchang's house were on the right side.It's just that now, the doors and windows are covered with an impenetrable shady curtain, so it's impossible to touch the doorknob.

But no matter what, when Qi Chen took a step back, he didn't bump into the hard wall, he should also bump into the ink-like black curtain... But this is not the case.

Somehow, the good wooden floor of Li Zhengchang's house bulged out behind his feet, protruding from the ground, which just happened to trip him upright when he stepped back.He staggered two steps backwards, but he didn't hit the wall that should be there. There was an open space behind him. He couldn't touch any support, and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The sudden movement caused the knife boy on his chest to be thrown away a little, and then smashed into his arms with a "baji", which made him almost spit out his intestines.

It's just that the dull pain in his chest didn't attract Qi Chen's attention, all his attention was focused on his hands.

In the thick fog, he couldn't see the situation around him, but he felt that something was very wrong - because when he was supporting his body, he actually touched the dirt with his hand.

Where did a piece of dirt come from on a good wooden floor? !

Qi Chen sat there in a haze, as if he was blind, stretched out his hands and touched the ground under him, the more he touched, the more frightened he became - this was obviously not in Li Zhengchang's room.

The place where he was sitting was not a wooden floor at all, but a stone-paved ground. His fingertips could touch the long and somewhat damp stone cracks, and some places were a little slippery and plush to the touch, like Like moss.And behind him there is a muddy field surrounded by a side, and the edge is made of gravel.

The soil was neither hard nor soft, and felt a little damp, as if it had been watered, but the water had soaked in, and it looked half dry.

Qi Chen had some guesses in his heart, so he boldly stretched out his hand to feel in the middle of the muddy ground. As expected, he touched the rough branches of the old tree, and the dry and hard bark rubbed against Qi Chen's palm, revealing a feeling of The damp cold air made Qi Chen feel a chill in his heart as well.

This is not Li Zhengchang's house!

Where would this be? !

He didn't lift his foot to move across the ground from the beginning to the end. If he had to talk about it, he fell just now, but with such a distance, he could somehow come to a place where he couldn't hit with eight shots?

If he was transferred to this completely strange place, what about Dragon Tooth? !He looked for an exit to break through the black curtain and go out from the house, so he was still in the same space as himself...

Thinking that Longya was not here, Qi Chen's heart sank.

It has to be said that his dependence on Longya is getting stronger and stronger, perhaps because of Longya's fearless character that day, or because he was rescued every time in crisis, Qi Chen felt that he subconsciously I put the dragon tooth in a very special position, and unconsciously lifted it higher and higher. I used to feel at ease with the dragon tooth, but now I feel uneasy when I can’t see the dragon tooth...

Coupled with that just now... the contact that made him completely at a loss as to how to react, even though it was just a breath, but——

Qi Chen's heart still throbs when he thinks about it now, and he only feels that the roots of his ears are hot.

Even if there is no mirror, he also knows that his ears are probably familiar. Although there is thick fog everywhere, he can't even see half of the shadow except himself, and the shadow of the ghost is temporarily unknown, but he still raises his hand uncomfortably. Pull your ears.

The knife boy in his arms put his chubby head up very ignorantly, with a silly look on his face.

Qi Chen had no choice but to cover his eyes silently with a calm tomato-like face, but his heart was churning, and the oxygen consumption of this churning was soaring upwards again. The breath that Yadu came in was exhausted, and the anxiety that scratched his lungs came out from the cracks in his bones again.

For a moment, the tip of his ear was so red that it was almost bleeding.

When people are extremely anxious, it is always difficult to control themselves, and Qi Chen is the same, when he is almost curled up from the extreme lack of oxygen, he almost subconsciously sucks in a small breath from his nasal cavity.

It's just that the mist at this moment is not as light as it was at the beginning. When the mist first rose, Qi Chen took two puffs but his mind was a little dazed. Now he only took a small puff, and his whole brain fell into chaos. Coupled with the insanity caused by the lack of oxygen, Qi Chen almost forgot where he was and what he was doing for a while.

He only felt that there was a fog in front of his eyes, and the sweet fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of his nose, but the fragrance of flowers only had a shallow layer of skin. After peeling off that layer, the smell inside was so strange that it was hard to describe in words—it was a corpse The smell of decay, accompanied by the scorched smell of the flesh being burned and fried, and the thick and thin bloody smell and the damp smell under the loess, etc., are mixed together like a hodgepodge, but the ghosts are lingering Floating in front of me, I can't shake it off.

Qi Chen, who was in a trance, was a little annoyed, he just felt that he had already held his breath, why this weird smell was still rushing towards him from every opening, why could he still smell this smell... It seemed to penetrate from every pore of the skin, tightly wrapping his three souls and six souls, unable to break free.

But there was another gentle voice full of bookish atmosphere looming in the chaos, vaguely falling into his ears, admonishing him in a light tone: "The suffering of all living beings is weighed under the loess, and it weighs ten thousand. Don't break free, don't act recklessly..."

The voice was like a spell, passing into his ears over and over again, as if he was holding a sword to carve strokes on his heart, every word was full of dull pain, but So deep that I can't forget it.

After repeating it a few times, Qi Chen felt that he had calmed down under such persuasion, his annoyance gradually subsided, and the unspeakable smell of hodgepodge was not so unbearable, as if he was carrying too heavy things on his shoulders. He had to fall silent again...

He only felt that his consciousness was scattered, and the drowsiness was so heavy that it almost enveloped his head and face, and he was going to fall asleep completely in the next second and never wake up again.

At the moment when Qi Chen was about to lose consciousness, he felt himself being picked up from the ground and hugged, and then his lips were covered with that familiar warmth, and he felt his subconsciously clenching his teeth. Being pushed away, another breath was poured in along the crack of his lips.

Qi Chen drifted up and down in the mist for a while, and suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes suddenly, he happened to see Long Ya's raised face. He was dumbfounded for two seconds, and suddenly his whole body seemed to be on fire. : "..." Why did it happen again!

Long Ya is usually shameless, but suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable when Qi Chen's blood-red ear tips made him feel uncomfortable.But this person also blows up at ordinary times, and also blows up when he is uncomfortable, so he can't tell the difference at all.

He said fiercely to Qi Chen: "The 90-year-old old lady who has shriveled into a dried radish is probably not as angry as you! You grew up on mud when you drank water?! How could you pretend to be like this! It's good for you to stand here and don't move your old man, just lie down and sleep well?! I don't know if this fog rises from the ground, and it gets thicker as it goes down?! Wherever the danger is, the people's servants are not active like you Why are you opening your mouth?! I won’t listen to excuses! Shut up! The fog will dissipate after a while, just follow me! If you follow me again, you can dig a hole yourself and bury it on the spot, and you’ll be pulled down!”

Qi Chen silently closed his mouth, thinking that it would be best not to speak, as he just didn't know what to say!

Long Ya waited for him to stand still, raised his hand to call Dao Tong back, and said as he put it away: "I asked you to hold him so that you can keep an eye on him, not to make you act stupid and stupid to him! He wants to suck you up." Won't you just grab his mouth and cover him tightly!"

Daotong nodded wildly.

Qi Chen: "..." That would have suffocated me to death, thank you so much, Team Leader Long!