My host is the thief six

Chapter 947 It's a fight!Can you be serious! (Finish)
It was not until later that Yan Ping understood the meaning of Yu Sheng's words.

Because he saw on Yusheng's tablet computer that those archaeologists couldn't find the north.

"What's going on? Why is the road here gone?"

"Impossible. The road must be here. I have just walked it not long ago. The road must still be here. I don't know why we can't see it."

"Do you think there is something else in this place that we don't know about? Or should we find someone to break through the wall of this place?"

"This place is a bit weird, why don't we go out first?"

The few archaeologists who appeared on the tablet had serious expressions on their faces, and they groped for the wall in front of them.

Of course, this is only in the eyes of those people. In fact, what is displayed on the tablet is still a dark passage in front of them, but they can't get in as if they have touched an air wall.

"how did you do it?"

Yan Ping held the tablet computer in his hand, looked at the picture on it, and was a little amazed.

"It's just a simple blindfold."

Yu Sheng rubbed Yan Ping's head, they sat together in the narrow coffin, Yu Sheng sat cross-legged, and let Yan Ping lie on his lap.

Yan Ping's figure is very illusory, even if there is a strong Yin energy around him, it seems that it can't compare with his own consumption speed.

This is exactly the same as his real world situation.

Yan Ping looked at the screen on the tablet, but suddenly the expression on his face changed, and he began to cough violently.

After a while, Yan Ping stopped coughing, his figure became more illusory, and he looked up at Yu Sheng, "Wen Ge..."

Those eyes contained a strong emotion of reluctance, and he held Yu Sheng's hand tightly, calling her name over and over again.

"Smell the song."

"Ah."

"Smell the song!"

"I'm here."

"Wen Ge, I like you so much..."

"Well, I like you too."

The expression on Yu Sheng's face was very calm.

Yan Ping smiled at Yu Sheng, his figure was disintegrated and soon shattered.

What he hated most in his life was human beings, but what he liked most was her as a human being.

He doesn't regret what he did, after all, if it weren't for this, they wouldn't have met.

Seeing Yan Ping's figure turn into dots of starlight, Yu Sheng took out a small bottle very calmly.

After packing up the debris floating in the air, Yu Sheng jumped out of the coffin, and under the gaze of the rice dumpling in the corner of the main tomb, a distorted space appeared in front of her.

Yu Sheng grabbed his belongings and walked in without any hesitation.

After she walked in, that distorted space disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Seeing this, the zongzi in the corner of the main tomb took two tentative steps forward, stretched out its bony hand and waved it at the original distorted space.

Didn't find anything wrong.

"Hey, this road appeared again?"

"Come in quickly, I seem to have seen a... What the hell?! Why is it a zongzi in this main tomb?"

"Quick, quick, quick!! Get the tools!!! Where's the black donkey's hooves??"

Zongzi:"……"

We don't know anything, and dare not ask anything.

A group of people approached the zongzi cautiously with a black donkey's hoof, "Don't...don't come here, we have the black donkey's hoof that you are most afraid of!"

Zongzi:"……"

Silently retracted into the corner where he was before, hugging his knees and not speaking.

archaeologist:"???"

(End of this chapter)