Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1096: A Pit with a Depth of 201 Meters in the Tomb Chamber (5)
But... what the hell is it windy?

Mo Jiu had never encountered a strong wind in the tomb, and Mo Jiu had a feeling of seeing a ghost.Qiao Zhanping didn't seem to believe it either, and studied the iron coffin and stone platform for a while, just like she did before.

In the same way, he was also disappointed.

"...The game is one step closer!"

Mo Jiu looked around while searching for memories in his mind.

But the tomb was only so big, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any abnormalities.

If this tomb wasn't the Eight Diagrams tomb, she almost thought that the coffin had no mechanism in the first place, and it was impossible to open it again - after all, once a person was buried and the coffin was closed, no one thought that one day they would have to open the lid to take a look.

But the Bagua tomb was originally an examination question left by the ancestors of the Mohist family, so it must be possible to plan—otherwise, how would you get the jade carving of a lady?

Facing the uncut iron coffin, Mo Jiu suddenly felt a little cold and annoyed.

"Bastard!" She didn't know who she was scolding——

"Juzi." Mo Wang stepped forward with a smile, "We have been in the tomb for three hours, if not, why don't we go back to rest and think of a way?"

He is the person who can't see Mo Jiu in trouble the most. At any time, he will always find out Mo Jiu's mood quickly, and use the fastest time to share her worries as much as possible.

Mo Jiu turned her head gratefully and managed to calm herself down.

"Alright!"

The opening was not going well, and something went wrong at the end of the day. Everyone changed from the previous ambitious spirit, and everyone was a little bit decadent.

By the time Yuguan walked out of the tomb, it was already dawn.

Compared with the blinding light in the tomb, the scenery outside made them feel refreshed when they returned from hell to the world...

Appeal!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put down their burdens.

After all, it is a blessing to be alive.

Mo Jiu didn't look at anyone, straightened the collar of his shirt, and walked out of Qianlian Cave without saying a word.That dignified face made her look more serious than usual.

Seeing this, the disciples exchanged glances with each other, and went to have breakfast in twos and threes laughing, no one dared to provoke Mo Jiu at this time.

A giant is a giant.

You can say anything to her when you are joking.

But once it really made her angry, the consequences would not be good.

Among the crowd, Xiao Changsi's wheelchair had not moved for a long time.

He looked at the back of Mo Jiu going away, the face under the felt hat, almost without emotion, and there was no more humor and jokes in the tomb, he paused, and only ordered Xi Xi.

"A bowl of white rice porridge, without sugar."

"Eh!" Kexi's pretty face was full of shame, "It's... from the shopkeeper, I put the wrong seasoning yesterday."

"Not even salt."

"What about herbal tea?" Chuangbei was more sensible than Jianxi, and he also glanced at the direction Mo Jiu was leaving, "Do you want to make a pot for Juzi?"

The wheelchair was pushed slowly, but Xiao Changsi did not answer.

After a while, in the quiet morning breeze, his soft "hmm" sound came.

Everyone ate breakfast in the dining hall, but Mo Jiu didn't go - she hadn't visited Zhiniang for a long time, and she didn't know what kind of nerves were twitching today. She went back to her room and changed her clothes, and she didn't even take a shower. After washing, he entered the "Zhiyuan" where Zhiniang lived.

Before entering Zhiniang's door, the childish voice of a child "babbling" came from inside.

This is the son of Song Ao and Peng Xin - Xiao Chonger.

Xiao Chong'er was not yet famous, and after the war with the Ping Kingdom, Song Ao disappeared before he had time to meet his own father.

(End of this chapter)