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Chapter VIII: The frustrated man in black!

Chapter VIII: The frustrated man in black!

At this time, Hanzhe began to exert his essence of drama. Tai’a had been put away long ago. Hanzhe’s right index finger was placed on the palm of his left hand, and he smiled slightly and said, “I’m afraid it won’t be long, that’s going to sleep. The man in black is going to turn back!”

“Oh? I don’t think he dare,” Long Lin also became interested, because according to their estimation, these people in black should be able to hold on for a day or two. In fact, the two of them are still a little late. But this is not a big problem, and the two people who have brought enough water and food are naturally not panic, and some have time to play with them.

“I don’t dare to, in the end, the human nature comes out,” Han Che stared at the big wood sleeping on the ground, as if he wanted to see the other person through, said unhurriedly.

“That said, but you have to know that this Onmyoji is really capable. I don’t think he dare to do anything with Onmyoji. The clothes man is the head, don’t ask me why I know, this is a woman’s intuition,” Long Lin said slyly.

“Return the instinct of a woman,” he smiled, “Let’s do it, it’s the same as the truth, I also think he is the head, you see the onmyoji in his eyes, I will go, sad and melancholy, It’s completely a grieving woman’s expression, it’s so ridiculous to laugh at me!”

Long Lin covered her mouth and chuckled, but that was the case.

Damu lay on the ground and couldn’t sleep. The cold feeling spread all over his body, and his stomach was a little hungry, but he was almost out of food. Hey, Damu sighed and looked at Anbe Yunshan again.

Anbei Yunshan sat on the ground, his head pressed to the ground, his hands were on the ground, and his hands were on the ground. He didn’t know what he was talking about. Oki licked his chapped lips, shook his head, and closed his eyes again. .

“Look, you see, in the final analysis, I still admit it,” Long Lin saw Da Mu’s appearance, excitedly pulled the cold sleeves, and pointed at Da Mu.

“Yes, yes!” Hanzhe said helplessly, complaining in his heart, how could this be more calm? Shouldn’t I get up long ago and then fucking fuck?

The two of Hanzhe looked at the black-clothed people like Da Mu with the idea of ​​watching a play. On the other hand, the black-clothed men on Da Mu’s side watched Da Mu sleep on the ground one by one. It was just that they all fell asleep, the man in black fell asleep, and Anbe Yunshan was still kowtow.

“Damn, all succumbed?” Hanzhe almost didn’t call out. Later, when he realized, he shut up immediately, and then looked at it. The Damu and others inside did not respond, so he was relieved.

“If you are trapped in it, you will probably succumb,” Long Lin said with a smile, “I don’t know how long these people have been trapped. It seems that all of them have exploded in their mentality.”

“Isn’t it, I bowed my head to destiny, especially the Onmyoji, this f*ck is no longer as simple as bowing my head, this is a kowtow.”

Fang Guan Yang Wudi: “Ah, I want to hold the throat of fate, oh sorry to go to the wrong set, ah, I want to lower my huge forehead to fate!”

Going out black octave: “It is already succumbing to the warmth of reality, oh no, the cruelty of reality.”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “Horrible, you guys, just look at it, and I commented, hey, it’s really miserable, but it looks really exciting.”

The thunder in the sky shook: “Anchor, remember to bring more water and food in the future, a lesson from the past, a teacher of the next, look at this group of people in front of you, it’s really miserable.”

…

Hanzhe was dumbfounded, and responded, “Can I say that what I bring the most is water and food, and this time I also brought a spare set of clothes. I just remembered the last time I was saddened…”

Room manager Yang Wudi: “Oh roar, there seems to be a story in it, why don’t I know.”

Going out black octave: “It’s kind of interesting, I suddenly became curious about the anchor’s story. I don’t need to watch this group of people, but I can’t help but listen to this story.”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “Hey, you guys are afraid that you forgot that the anchor ran out in the Shihuang Digong last time, and the clothes were gone for the later stage shirts.”

The thunder in the sky shook: “It seems to be such a truth, hey, it’s not right, how can the style of painting change suddenly, let’s say we are not discussing whether the group of people in black will turn back?”

…

He curled his lips in a cold rut, “I’m still discussing a spirit. Didn’t you see that they are all waste materials without fighting spirit? I think it won’t take us too long. This group may not be able to hold up for the first time. .”

“Should be, then, are we just watching them like this?”

“Um, Miss Long, do we have more places to go now?” Hanzhe asked rhetorically.

“Why not? It’s just the left side of the fork road, not here. Let’s look back and look to the right.”

“Uh, that’s okay, but I’m afraid that there will be changes here, otherwise we will wait?” He said that he looked at the time and added, “Look, it’s still early, two more For hours, looking at them, we can slip away if nothing changes, how about?”

“That’s it. It doesn’t make sense to stay here and watch these people. The most important thing now is to figure out the identity of the owner of the tomb. It has been two days since I came in and I have no clue at all.” Long Lin said helplessly.

Hanzhe couldn’t help but said, “What can be done? There are too few clues left in this tomb room, except for the Tang Thirteen Kai and Tang Dao, as well as the tomb bricks. Okay, there are enough, at least I know. This is the tomb of the Tang Dynasty.”

“Well, let’s not talk about this, wait, wait for another two hours, if there are no special circumstances, we will withdraw,” Long Lin said at last.

Hanzhe nodded when he heard the words, and said nothing.

Two hours passed quickly. During these times, most of the Mohist school’s organs were studying the Mohist Dao, and they passed the boring time. After all, this Mohist’s organ Dao was really helpful to the cold rut, in this tomb. Zhongzuo was able to play its due role, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at Damu and the others, and found that there was nothing unusual, which made Hanzhe completely relieved.

I almost looked at the time. More than two hours have passed. When I look at Damu again, I can’t laugh or cry. “I really fell asleep by this ratio. There is no one who is awesome.”

But isn’t it? This Omu’s shallow breathing, and a slight snoring appearance, is just sleeping soundly, and An Bei Yunshan is still praying for him.