Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1700 Journey to the West of the State (13)

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This time, there was finally a reaction.

The wall in the southeast suddenly fell down, startling everyone and retreating a few steps.

After the wall fell, what appeared in front of everyone was a swaying yellow...

The yellow curtain was shaking slightly, one layer after another, I don't know how many layers there are.

"What is this place?"

Yang Zimei asked in surprise, as if she was asking the snow lake beside her, or talking to herself.

"Keep going and you'll know."

There was no nervous expression on Xuehu's face, it was as indifferent as a stroll in the garden.

However, he didn't plan to use his spells and spiritual power to help Yang Zimei, but just performed the duties of an entourage on the sidelines.

Hearing his words, Yang Zimei's heart settled down.

No matter what it was, she felt that she couldn't stop herself from moving forward.

Even if it is death, I want to die with a little understanding.

Before she reached out to lift the yellow curtain, Long Zhutian had already lifted it for her.

They lifted the yellow curtains layer by layer and moved forward.

A total of 99 floors of yellow curtains were lifted, and a lobby was seen.

"It's sister-in-law!"

When Long Zhuiyue saw the sculpture of a woman in a white elegant ancient costume in the center of the lobby, she cried out with excitement.

She had seen similar murals in the ancient tomb in the eastern suburbs of City A, so she didn't have much doubts, but stared at the beautiful sculpture.

Yang Zimei also looked at the sculpture seriously.

It is sculpted out of white jade, and it is so lifelike that it looks like a real person at first glance.

"gorgeous!"

Xuehu exclaimed in admiration, "I know that girls are so elegant and beautiful in ancient costumes, and I will wear them like this in the future."

"Xuehu, this isn't me."

Yang Zimei's face turned slightly red, "She doesn't have a cinnabar mark like me on her forehead, she just looks like me."

When she said this, everyone paid attention.

People and sculptures do look alike, but there are still differences.

The sculpture looks a little older, like Yang Zimei in her 20s, and there is no cinnabar mark on her forehead.

"The mistress of the tomb."

Grandpa Zhuge said, "This is absolutely certain."

Feeling that the dress was pretty, Long Zhuiyue reached out and tugged at the corner of the skirt.

It turned out to be a big deal.

I saw a burst of ashes spreading, and the dress was shattered into powder, revealing the perfect naked body of the sculpture...

At this moment, Xuehu moved his hand, and took out a robe from the storage ring, and wrapped it around Feifei's nude body that was even more imaginative than Venus.

His movements were so fast that only Yang Zimei and Long Zhu could see clearly just now.

Yang Zimei was very grateful for Xuehu's quick response.

Even though it was just a sculpture, after all, he looked like himself, and it would be too embarrassing if he stood in front of everyone without a trace of clothing.

At that moment just now, she saw it very clearly, and clearly saw that the nude body of the sculpture was carved quite well, and even the private parts were carved to perfection.

Long Zhuiyue stared blankly at the ashes from the cloth in his palm, "Isn't it? I thought the things here wouldn't be carbonized? Aren't these yellow curtains also supposed to be cloth? It's no problem for us to touch them casually. "

"These yellow curtains are made of special cloth."

Just now when Yang Zimei lifted the yellow curtain, he noticed that the fabric was different.

As for the cloth, she didn't know, so she had to ask Sadako.

Sadako shook her head.

She has made a lot of clothes and been exposed to a lot of fabrics, but she doesn't know anything about fabrics like yellow curtains.
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(End of this chapter)