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Yang Zimei told everyone what the big black snake meant.
Of the people present, only Grandpa Zhuge had entered this place, so everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Illusion? Impossible?"
Grandpa Zhuge said suspiciously, "Everything was so real back then, I almost lost half of my life."
"Grandpa, were you injured?"
Zhuge Yue asked.
"Injuried?"
Grandpa Zhuge thought for a while, then suddenly froze.
That's right, I was in the tomb at that time, I experienced countless dangers, and I also received a few swords, which caused him to die of pain.
But after going out, it seems that there is no real sword wound on his body.
The injury seemed to only exist mentally, and there was nothing wrong with the body.
Could it be that it was just an illusion
He also thought of the few tomb robbers he met on the ground just now, each of them seemed to have only half life left, as if they had been seriously injured, but there were no blood donation marks on their bodies.
Could it be that they are just hallucinations
If all that is an illusion, then the spell is simply too powerful.
Grandpa Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei also looked blank.
She and Long searched day after day, after searching for so long, they finally came here, thinking they would discover their secret.
As a result, nothing.
why
She looked into the coffin for a while, and said to Long Zhutian, "Zhutian, since there is no corpse here, let's go in and pretend to be a corpse."
After speaking, she stepped into the coffin and lay down inside.
She herself didn't know what caused her to make such a decision, anyway, she just wanted to lie down.
Seeing her like this, Long Zhutian was also lying in another coffin.
Everyone saw them like this, startled, but didn't say anything, just watched.
"Xuehu, help us put the lid on the coffin."
Yang Zimei shouted.
Xuehu walked over and covered the two coffin lids.
"Xuehu, leave a little space, it will be so tightly covered that it will suffocate my brother and my sister-in-law to death."
Long Zhuiyue saw that Xuehu had covered the coffin lid so that there was no gap at all, so he cried anxiously, and then stretched out his hand to push it.
It's a pity that she doesn't have enough strength to push it away no matter what.
"Chasing the moon, it's okay, Xuehu cares about the master more than you."
Seeing that Long Zhuiyue was doing useless work, Zhenzi persuaded him.
Xuehu looked up at Sadako with admiration in his eyes.
It seems that Zhenzi still understands her feelings for Yang Zimei.
"I don't care about the wool, he wants to suffocate both of them to death. This coffin is made of stone, sealed and airtight, covered inside, without air, can people live? Xuehu, you won't hate because of jealousy, Just kill them?"
Long Zhuiyue shouted angrily when he heard that there was no movement from inside the coffin.
Xuehu remained indifferent, without arguing, just staring quietly into the coffin, his ears keenly grasping the changes in the sound inside.
Yang Zimei lay quietly in the coffin and closed her eyes.
She suddenly found herself very tired.
I was so tired that I wanted to just sleep like this forever, never wanting to move again.
It was like playing a movie in my mind, playing the events of her two lives.
In her previous life, she was tired.
In this life, it seems that she is even more tired.
In her last life, she had a goal, that is, to be able to eat three meals a day, to have good clothes to wear, and to see Min Gang once a day.
This wish is very humble, so it is easy to realize. Every day when a little is realized, she will be elated, like picking up a treasure.
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