I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Just when Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi stepped into the ancient tomb at the same time, another formation buried under the ground was quietly opened.

Pale golden formations gradually enveloped the ancient tombs with two floors above and below ground.

No one noticed.

at that time.

Yan Jiu advertised rationally: "Are you still troubled by law-abiding and not being able to rob tombs? Come and walk slowly without sending the funeral one-stop live broadcast room. I will show you the ancient tombs for free."

[You know how to advertise! 】

[It is said that a large tomb appeared in the northwest. 】

【Is this the tomb? 】

【What is the identity of Master Jiu! ? 】

[We actually had a day when we had a front row meal. 】

[Following Master Jiu is really eye-opening. 】

【Heh, I found a random opening and said it was an ancient tomb. I have seen a lot of self-directed and self-acted scenes like this. 】

[Think about it and go crazy! 】

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

In the same way, after Yan Jiu became popular, there were all kinds of netizens in her live broadcast room.

The live broadcast has just started.

Some people questioned the authenticity of the tomb.

Some netizens had a hard time imagining that Yan Jiu, an anchor, would have the ability to get an archaeological spot.

They are legitimately skeptical.

It's just that I didn't expect that the question was not echoed.

【Is Master Jiu not hot enough? ? ? 】

[The tooth is a bit hot, take it out to dry! 】

[Haha, I advise you to withdraw your comments. 】

[Those who dare to question are probably newcomers, right? 】

【Hey, why are there always people giving face to Master Jiu to beat~】

Lang Zongyi didn't want to hold up the phone, so he simply put Yan Jiu's phone in his chest pocket.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The comments in the live room have also changed.

[I am a student of the Department of Archeology, let me analyze for you who are the big guys walking in front of you. 】

[First from left, associate professor of Archeology Department of Qing University, second from left, professor of Department of Archeology of Emperor University, third from left...]

[Is the gold content of netizens so high these days? 】

[I just finished my Ph.D. this year, and I missed this opportunity to practice archaeology because I didn't have time to go back to China. 】

[Uh, compared to you, my undergraduate degree seems a bit unremarkable. 】

【High School Students Gather! 】

【+1! 】

【Junior high school students gather! 】

【+1! 】

Yan Jiu didn't know the direction of the comments.

She just entered the tomb unsteadily.

Surrounded by a group of archaeologists.

"Little friend is here?"

"Quick, come and see."

"There are three intersections here, which one is better?"

"The instrument can't measure it at all."

"So, which way is right?"

[Master Jiu is so terrifying! 】

[Surrounded by so many bosses, I should be weak. 】

[Where is the person who questioned Lord Jiu just now?Stand up and let us see if your face is swollen. 】

[I actually had the chance to witness it one day. 】

[That, it's not to show off, my sister is in the team, but I can't get through on the phone. 】

[No signal? 】

[Impossible, the anchor's live broadcast room is full of signals! 】

[You also said it was Master Jiu. 】

【excuse me! 】

[Another day of being conquered by Master Jiu. 】

Yan Jiu looked at the fork in the road.

Haven't spoken yet.

Chen He satirized Yan Jiu with his arms in his arms: "This time, you can't still think about making money, can you?"

Yan Jiu looked at Chen He.

Chen He smiled, and when his eyes fell on the mobile phone in Lang Zongyi's pocket, he couldn't laugh anymore.

If she reads it correctly, the phone case has gold letters on a red background, and it is also printed with patterns of gold ingots.

It is no exaggeration to say that this mobile phone case is incompatible with Lang Zong who is wearing a neat uniform.

Chen He knew that Lang Zongyi would not be able to use this kind of phone case, so she turned her attention to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu blinked: Why does this person look green~
She touched Lang Zongyi with her elbow.

Lang Zongyi closed his eyes and meditated: "What?"

Yan Jiu sighed: "It attracts bees and butterflies."

Lang Zongyi: "???"

[Ho Ho Ho, is there a show to watch? 】

[I'm a layman, I just like this kind of plot! 】

[Two women competing for one man? 】

[It is also possible that two women compete for one woman. 】

[This year's netizens should not be too outrageous. 】

【Why did I feel the vibration? 】

[It's not a shock, it's an earthquake! ! ! 】

Sudden earthquake.

Sweeping the heartbeat of everyone present.

The ground as hard as iron suddenly cracked.

Sitting in the rear, the special bureau and others who had just entered watched Yan Jiu and the others fall into the ground.

On the way to fall.

Yan Jiu subconsciously grabbed the things around her.

The hand rolls are soft and soft.

Lang Zongyi gritted his teeth: "Let go."

Yan Jiu squeezed it again, and she was not stingy with her compliments to Lang Zongyi: "The hair quality is pretty good."

The praised Lang Zong was not happy at all.

Wait until the two step on the ground again.

Yan Jiu took out the judge's pen and drew a lighting talisman. Looking back, Lang Zongyi almost burst out laughing.

Lang Zongyi, who always pays attention to the image, has chicken coop hair on top, and his sad eyes are more popular.

While Lang Zongyi was arranging his hair, he looked at the interrupted live broadcast room and threw his phone to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked around: "Where are the others?"

Lang Zongyi looked not far away: "You have to ask her."

Yan Jiu followed Lang Zongyi's line of sight and looked at the ancient woman wearing a black gauze and carrying a red lantern.

Women's long hair reaches waist.

Yan Jiu could only see the other party's pale face and the hostility that had not subsided over the years, but he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.

She closed her eyes.

Open again.

Still can't see each other clearly.

Yan Jiu elbowed Lang Zongyi: "Can you see her face?"

Lang Zongyi looked at the identical face of the woman in black gauze and Yan Jiu in surprise, and nodded slowly.

Yan Jiu shrugged: "Maybe this is an obsession that I don't know, and doesn't want me to see her appearance clearly."

When Lang Zongyi was about to tell Yan Jiu that the woman in black gauze looked exactly like Yan Jiu.

The black-veiled woman said, "My name is Wu Jiu."

Yan Jiu was thoughtful when he heard the words.

Lang Zongyi, who couldn't hear it, looked at a loss.

Wu Jiu's gilt eyes locked onto Yan Jiu precisely, and said bluntly: "How about I exchange your doubts and my cultivation for Turan's rebirth?"

suddenly.

A coffin suddenly appeared between the two parties.

The coffin is made of black wood, which shows that it is simple and uncarved, and exudes a heavy, solemn and inviolable atmosphere.

Yan Jiu shook his head and refused: "Death cannot be brought back to life."

She really wanted to ask Wu Jiu why she also understood the power of darkness, and wanted to communicate with people, but it didn't mean she would be too idle to destroy the order of heaven.

As soon as Yan Jiu said this.

Not only was Wu Jiu not angry, she even laughed out loud, as if laughing at her original self.

She walked towards Yan Jiu step by step.

Yan Jiu gradually saw Wu Jiu's appearance clearly.

She was shocked.

Wu Jiu slowly walked in front of Yan Jiu, she became weaker and weaker as she walked, as if she had exhausted everything: "It's worth all my hard work... I can always rest now that you're here."

talking.

Wu Jiu dropped the lantern in his hand to the top of the coffin, and after the blood-red lantern burned, it turned into ninety-nine 81 red lines, entangled the coffin.

She looked in the direction of the coffin with nostalgia.

In a slight smile.

Turned into a wisp of smoke completely dissipated.

Yan Jiu was furious, accusing: "Why is this person like this? Halfway through her speech, I haven't asked her how she worked so hard. Why did she disappear?"

Lang Zongyi: "..." Can your focus be reliable once, even once.

Yan Jiu rolled up her sleeves, she was so angry that she could not hold back her words, she was about to open the coffin to see the owner of the tomb.

"Look at Wu Jiu's affectionate look, is her old friend lying in this coffin?"

"I'm afraid she has never seen what it means to be ashamed!"

Yan Jiu rarely lost his composure like this.

Wu Jiu's behavior really irritated Yan Jiu.

Lang Zongyi stopped Yan Jiu, and wanted to tell Yan Jiu not to open the coffin with his actions: "Calm down."

Yan Jiu stopped poking out the coffin: "Before Wu Jiu spoke, you hesitated to speak, what did you want to say then?"

Lang Zong said: "Say she looks the same as you."

Yan Jiu nodded halfway: "Well, wait, you can see her from the beginning? Why? Because you are handsome!?"

Lang Zongyi: "..." You should stick to the coffin.