I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

underground.

Wang Xiaobaa stood at the door of a side hall with her sleeves rolled up, not only did not feel ecstatic when she saw the gold, silver and jewels piled up outside the door, she sighed instead.

Resigned to his fate, he began to plan.

Push aside all jewelry, the important thing is that he needs to find some weapons from it!

"Xiao Wenzi, come and help me!"

Wen Fengjin walked over from another place and looked at his little sweet rice dumpling with his butt pouted and digging the 'soil' vigorously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Little Baa, don't raise your butt so high."

Wang Xiaobaa turned around and stared at him with black eyes: "Aren't you playing hooligans?! Hurry up and help, hmph, which big boss in other movies doesn't have weapons? They will dig our graves in two days, you Still leisurely and not in a hurry from there."

"You and I can't go out, it's normal to wait in the tomb." Wen Fengji said, but rolled up his sleeves and joined in and started searching.

"Then we have to be prepared, what if you can't beat him?"

"Isn't there still a senior brother?" Wen Feng said with a smile.

"What can I do? Call the police for you or call an ambulance?" Wang Xiaobaa flipped through things without raising her head. Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she took out the things in her hand to have a look...

A little vest made of gold silk? ? ?

"What the hell is this?! You take the vest too, it's too crazy!" Even if it's made of gold, you can't take off all the clothes of others.

Wen Feng was silent for a while, and said, "Little Baa...that's the golden soft armor."

Wang Xiaobaa: "..."

Yellow, golden soft armor?Is that the one who is super invulnerable?He picked up the little vest and put it in his pocket silently.

Cough, cough, take it.

Embarrassed, Wang Xiaobaa continued to dig treasures, and changed the subject, saying: "Oh, why don't you keep all these good things and weapons in a separate hall, and it's so troublesome to pile them up in these ordinary jewelry, gold and silver. To dig."

Wen Feng paused for a moment, pinched his brows and sighed: "Little baa..."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaobaa stared at the watery puppy at him.

"Did you forget that you dismantled the sword stand and used it as a drying rack, and you turned the Tibetan Artifact Hall into a clothes drying room?" Wen Fengji looked down at him, "You also asked Mu Yi to throw those weapons here ah……"

"..."

When Wang Xiaobaa thought of her younger brother's behavior, she was in pain and regretted it!Then he raised his head and grinned at Wenfeng.

"I did it! What the heck! Are you going to kill me?! Bark bark!!!" His arrogant attitude, ferocious face, and unrepentant attitude made the big boss feel angry.

After hearing the wind, "..." What should I do if my little rice dumpling always barks like a dog?Very cute can you say?Is it okay to say it?

Faced with such a frenzied (cute thinking) Wang Xiaobaa, Mr. Wen chose to bow his head to him and rummaged quietly with him.

The sound of splintering metal crashing can be heard endlessly.

After a while someone asked:

"My Liao Yue sword..."

"Why are you so stingy! I'll dig it out for you in minutes! Hmph!"

"..."

It took them a whole day to call Mu Yi up, and then they sorted out most of the precious hidden swords, weapons and armor used for funerals in the main hall.

Sitting on the smooth stone floor, Wang Xiaobaa was so tired that she simply lay down on the ground, and Wen Fengjin also leaned on the pillar and squinted, obviously exerting a lot of energy.

As for poor Mu Yi, he couldn't even hold the wall firmly, and the whole lizard fell to the ground with a "paji" and panted "hachihachi" with its tongue out, if it wasn't still panting, Wang Xiaobaa really thought This guy killed himself.

"We've basically dug it all out..." After a short rest, Wang Xiaobaa sat up listlessly and watched all the news.

Wen Fengjin nodded: "Basically everything is here, a few things may be at the bottom, but these are enough... Xiaobaa, I said you don't need to worry about the tomb palace, I will find a way for those tomb robbers deal with."

"I know, I know." Wang Xiaobaa put her hand on Mu Yi's scary-looking head, and stroked his head like a puppy. Peace of mind, Zhenbei didn't tell me that life is fine, but tell me when I'll come, I'm like counting down my life every day, and I always have a bad premonition..."

As the day of their arrival was approaching, this premonition of uneasiness became even stronger.

Wen Feng stared at him: "Little baa..."

Wang Xiaobaa interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I understand, I have no doubts about what you will do or if you can't handle it well, I just care more about the man Zhenbei mentioned, after all he said he wants to dig your heart , to be able to say such a thing, he must have something to rely on."

He also had a nightmare last night. He dreamed that Wenfeng was caught and his heart was gouged out. The bloody scene made Wang Xiaobaa wake up from fright at that time. His hands trembled for a long time, and he calmed down only after feeling the familiar embrace of a man.

Wen Fengjin walked up to him and squatted down, stretched out his palm to stick to the side of his face, and rubbed the corners of his eyes lightly with his thumb.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not old or dead, I can live no matter what."

Wang Xiaobaa lowered her head, "Eternal age and immortality also have weaknesses. If your heart is poached, can you still grow it?"

Wen Fengjin slowly curled the corners of his lips, the black pupils that occupied most of the eye sockets reflected the figure of his favorite person, he said: "I'm a little happy."

"Why are you happy? I'm happy to be poached!" Wang Xiaobaa looked up at him.

Wen Feng laughed in a low voice, "I'm glad you care about me, and you care about me too." You gave me the warmth that I didn't dare to take from you after doing those things, and you gave it to me again.

"In this way, I will not let them get it easily." Wen Fengjin hugged Wang Xiaobaa in front of him into his chest, feeling the full embrace, and hugged Wang Xiaobaa back relyingly, he sighed silently in satisfaction.

His eyes narrowed and his smile deepened.

Finally... finally let me wait until the day when I get my wish...

No one can stop me from being with senior brother, whoever dares to stop me, I will make his life worse than death!

……

Zhenjia.

In the old and solemn mansion, several men and women with their own characteristics were sitting in the living room, looking amiable, but no one had the intention of paying more attention to each other.

The old man and Mrs. Zhen of the Zhen family sat in the main seat, Zhen Hao and the man with a stiff face sat under the left hand, and Zhen Mu and Zhen Bei sat under the right hand.

"A few of you are well-known players in the circle. Being able to come here today also gave our Zhen family a lot of face. We will naturally remember this help in our hearts. And Mr. Yan, my eldest son Zhenhao also treats me very much. mentioning you again."

Mr. Zhen smiled and looked at the man next to Zhen Hao. The man's face was stiff and he didn't make any expression, just nodded slightly.

Mr. Zhen heard that the man had been injured in the ground, so he couldn't express his face, so he didn't think too much, and continued to say some polite words.

The few tomb robbers below still respected the patron, at least they listened seriously, and a pungent woman below looked at Zhenmu with a smile and a thin young man in his 20s.

Feeling the scorching gaze, Sadaki turned his head slightly to avoid it.

The woman laughed softly, and then started fiddling with her nails boringly. The thin young man behind her sighed helplessly as he looked at his master.

When the next part was almost finished, Mrs. Zhen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said with a sad face: "Zhenmu Zhenbei."

Zhenmu and Zhenbei looked at her.

Mrs. Zhen said: "Your elder brother, I can't stop you. Why do you want to rob that tomb, such a dangerous place... Zhenmu, you are good at this, take care of your elder brother when you get there, do you hear me?"

Zhenmu lowered his eyes, but under the sharp facial features was a calm and gentle heart. Faced with his mother's obviously pointing words, Zhenmu also nodded habitually.

After seeing Zhenmu nodding, Mrs. Zhen smiled in satisfaction, after all, she still believed in the ability of the second child.

"There's also Zhenbei." Madam Zhen frowned deeply when she saw Zhenbei's silly smile, and scolded: "Look at your muddled look! How old you are, you still need to rely on your elder brother to remind you! After leaving the grave Don’t trouble your big brother, you know?!”

Zhenbei shrunk his neck, Zhenmu's face was a little bad, and he rarely said a word to his mother.

"Mom, Zhenbei is not stupid. He has just been honest since he was a child. Don't talk about him all the time."

"you!"

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Zhen interrupted Mrs. Zhen who was about to get angry, "We're talking about business here! You go further and further, making the guests laugh, right?!"

Mrs. Zhen snorted and turned her head away, only then did Zhenhao comfort her mother with a smile and said softly: "Mom, I know you are doing it for our own good, but Dad is right, I will go to your place to sit with you later .”

Mrs. Zhen showed a little smile. Seeing the eldest son he liked, Mr. Zhen's expression improved a little. He continued to smile and instructed a few people, then stood up and took Mrs. Zhen away.

The man with facial paralysis called Mr. Yan stood up and waved to the others, gathered them together, and talked with Zhenhao about the procedure of "going to the ground" and some task assignments, as well as equipment and departure time.

A group of people gathered together, intentionally or unintentionally, isolating Zhenbei Zhenmu from the outside.

Zhenbei pursed her lips, and whispered to Zhenmu, "Second brother, do you think Zhenhao is stupid? Although the people here are all good players, none of them are our family's buddies. Now Zhenhao is still deliberately alienating us, At that time, if the dead man surnamed Yan turns his back on the water, the three of us will be finished!"

Zhenmu looked thoughtfully at the smiling Zhenhao in the crowd, and Zhenhao saw the corners of his lips curled up triumphantly, and looked at them with disdain.

Zhenmu lowered his eyes, and patted the back of Zhenbei's head with his big hand full of scars.

"It's okay, the second brother will protect you, the first one will protect you."

Zhenbei smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

He looked at Zhenhao, and Zhenhao silently opened his mouth and said to him: "Fool."

Zhenbei still smiled, scratching his head as if he didn't understand, Zhenhao looked at it and sneered, wondering what he was talking to the idiot.

The departure time was quickly set, and the equipment and scarce supplies will arrive soon.

And under the underground palace.

Wenfeng smiled and leaned against the acacia tree with arms folded, watching Wang Xiaobaa gesticulating with a 'short and powerful' dagger in front of him.

"Baa, compared to this dagger, I suggest you use the one just now." Wen Feng said.

Wang Xiaobaa looked at the gleaming dagger, and raised her eyebrows at the jet-black and rusty dagger on the ground, "This one is more powerful, no matter how you look at it!"

"The grade of a sword does not depend on whether it is clean and shiny. Only a new or decorative blade will be very sharp. That is called 'thief light'. In fact, a real sword is heavy and strong, and its edge is beautiful. Only when it has been used for a long time Only then will there be a 'precious light' revealed after frequent use. Of course, the special soft sword is excluded."

"Ah? Is that so." The ignorant Wang Xiaobaa looked at the dagger inlaid with jewels in her hand, as if it was full of 'fancy things'. '

He silently picked up the pitch-black dagger on the ground and continued gesticulating in the air with a 'milk dog baring his teeth' expression.

As if he was ready to fight to the death with those wicked bastards who dug their own graves!

Wen Fengjin slowly stretched out his hand and silently covered his mouth.

Brother who is fierce and fierce...

... Tsk.

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