Zhan Qingfeng picked up the glowing bead, looked at it carefully, and said, "This looks like jade, but what kind of jade can glow?"
"Jade?" Ye Wuji rubbed the jade pendant around his neck. Could this be one of the twelve jade flutes? It can't be such a coincidence.
Ye Wuji took the bead and compared it with his own pendant. The two things looked insignificant separately, but when put together, he found that the materials were really very similar. However, the bead could shine, but Ye Wuji's pendant did not. Just as he was thinking this, the pendant also lit up, as if responding to the beads.
"It seems that it's not that we entered the tomb by mistake, but what is the connection between this tomb and you." Zhan Qingfeng said, "Are there any Miao people in your ancestors?"
"I don't know who my biological parents are, and how do I know if they have any connection with Southern Xinjiang?" Ye Wuji handed the bead to Zhan Qingfeng, "Take this bead, you know a lot of people. After you go out, you can make people Look what this is.”
Zhan Qingfeng thought for a while, took the beads and said, "That's fine."
At this time, suddenly there was a burst of clear laughter, and the laughter like silver bells echoed in the empty tomb. It was the voice of a little girl. If it appeared at a normal time and place, this voice would be quite cute, but in this tomb Appearing out of thin air, it seems weird and terrifying.
A little girl wearing a pink skirt, a bun on her head, and a pink face appeared in mid-air. There was nothing under her feet, just suspended in the air.
"Taking it without asking is a thief. You two really don't have any tutoring!" The little girl said as she jumped from the air, her little feet tied with silver bells stepping on the heads of Zhan Qingfeng and Ye Wuji. The girl's weight was as light as a leaf, but when her feet touched the tops of their heads, it was like a bucket of ice water poured down on them instantly, refreshing them.
"Who are you?" Ye Wuji clenched his sword vigilantly. Zhan Qingfeng turned sideways slightly and leaned against Ye Wuji's back.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not the owner of this tomb. Even if you steal something, I won't report it to the authorities." The little girl giggled, "Because, what else do I want from you?"
"Do you want this?" Zhan Qingfeng asked, holding the bead.
"Of course not, what do I need this thing for? Although the jade flute contains the secret of immortality, I am immortal, so what do I need that thing for?" The little girl's tone was light, but the message in her words was amazing.
"Don't look so surprised." The little girl sat down on an everlasting lamp. When she leaned closer, the flame of the wick of the everlasting lamp automatically went out. "Guess how old I am."
Putting aside the little girl's weird skills and the fact that she appeared in the tomb, she looked like a cute little child from Yuxue, only as tall as Ye Wuji's waist.
"About six years old." Ye Wuji said, "It looks like that from the outside, but your speech and behavior don't look like a six-year-old child. Have you practiced any evil skills that can maintain your appearance?" It is true in the martial arts world. There are some evil powers that can rejuvenate a person's appearance, but this rejuvenation is limited to the appearance, and the aging internal organs will still change over time.
"You guessed it wrong." The little girl smiled and clapped her hands, "I am one hundred and twenty years old this year, and the last person I saw here was Duan Qingxiu. I heard that he is some kind of martial arts leader, so he should Very famous. You know him, right?"
"Leader Duan?" Zhan Qingfeng asked in surprise, "When did you see him?" Duan Qingxiu, the first leader of the Wulin League, was said to have retired to southern Xinjiang after retiring from the world. There was no one in the Central Plains decades ago. Saw him.
"I have always been in this tomb and never left. How do I know how the time in the outside world changes?" the little girl said, "But today is such a good day that I met you." The little girl said, suddenly pointing her finger It twisted and deformed into the shape of an eagle's claws, grabbing at Ye Wuji's heart.
The girl's speed was not very fast, but for some reason, Ye Wuji couldn't move after just one look from her.