"Qin Shuang!" I saw Qin Shuang shopping in the Didong Black Market for almost an hour, looking very happy. Weiyang became anxious.
"Don't waste time, go to the old black tomb."
"Old Black Tomb?"
"Follow the direction he points."
Half an hour later.
Qin Shuang turned into a street. The street was much darker and there was no noise. There were also pedestrians on the street. Everyone was wearing a black cloak. No one shut up. The whole street was quiet except for the sound of footsteps. .
There are not buildings on both sides of the street, but tombs. Although the tombs are hundreds of meters apart, they still give people a gloomy feeling.
Qin Shuang walked slowly down the street while observing the pedestrians. I found that those pedestrians seemed to have goals, and their goal was one of the graves on both sides of the street.
"That tomb?" Qin Shuang's divine consciousness said.
"Just find one, he doesn't know much about it."
Qin Shuang rolled his red eyes. It seemed that Wei Yang only knew about this place, and he didn't know much about where he was wrong. Qin Shuang came to a tomb, stopped, and looked at the stone tablet in front of the tomb. The stone tablet is engraved with eight characters.
Welcome, please touch him!
Qin Shuang stretched out her legs and touched something on the tombstone. Then she retracted her legs and put them in her sleeves, silently looking at the tombstone in front of her.
The tombstone began to squirm, and in less than a breath, a face appeared, with eyes, a nose and a mouth.
When the mouth opened and closed, no sound came out, but the sound was transmitted directly from the consciousness.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
Qin Shuang's heart took a breath. It seems that the street of Lao Hei Tomb, a high-end place in Dongdong Black Market, has done a good job of keeping it secret through spiritual sound transmission. No wonder there is no sound in the whole street
In this way, she can also ask some things that she doesn't want Wei Yang to know.
"Can I ask you some questions?" Qinshuang's spiritual consciousness transmitted his voice.
"Yes, the charges vary depending on the level of the problem." The tombstone also communicated with the spirit.
Qin Shuang knew that the tombstone was an immortal artifact. There must be a monk there in the tomb, communicating with him through the tombstone. Then he continued to transmit the message with his spiritual consciousness:
"Is there any research on my wrong soul?"
"Even if he didn't do research, they do have people who do research. Can you ask me my question?"
Qin Shuang nodded, and his spiritual consciousness said: "How to find the possessed soul?"
The nose of the tombstone and the face suddenly sniffed vigorously, and then transmitted the sound into the secret passage:
"If I were possessed by my soul body, my soul body would be so powerful that he wouldn't even be able to smell his breath."
Qin Shuang's heart sank and she asked, "Is there any way to peel her off or seal her?"
"have!"
Qin Shuang was delighted when he heard this: "What can I do?"
"Ten million immortal crystals are in the pipeline."
Qin Shuang took out a storage ring and looked at the tombstone. The tombstone said: "Put it in his mouth."
Qin's legs flicked, and the storage ring shot towards the mouth of the tombstone. The mouth opened, swallowed the storage ring, and then sent the sound to the secret passage:
"It only takes one Void Peeling Pill to separate the soul body from my body. One Void Peeling Pill costs 20 million high-quality immortal crystals."