Copper Coins

The depth of the water was unexpected, and it was unexpectedly cold. Just between the fingers, Senhan Qi invaded the skin and bone.

Xue Xian was frozen by this cold water, and his mind was clear for a moment.

This evil barrier didn't figure out the situation, facing a fog of water in his head, and actually asked Xuan Merci through the golden beads without a face and face: "Bald donkey, how did I get into the water?"

The ghost knows.

Hyun Mercy is speechless.

The evil barrier was strange again: "How come you followed?"

Hyun Mercy: "..."

No ghost knows.

Xue Xian was among the golden beads, and naturally he had no worries. But with only one mouth, Xuan Mian has to drink a big mouthful of water. The frozen mouth is small and the personnel is small. The key is that the water is unknown to me. I do n’t know how to live or die. Let him drink this thing, it would be better to directly sink him to the bottom of the body.

Between words, Chi Shen had come to an end. Jin Zhu's speed was not reduced, and he crashed into the bottom of the pool.

Even though a thick layer of sediment was deposited on the bottom of the pond, and some cushioning, Xuan Merci's palm was still smashed with fingers. Whenever someone changed, maybe the phalanx had broken.

Xue Xianfan was stunned, feeling that something had been used as a flesh pad for himself, and he said something intently, but the burning sensation of heat kept gnawing his mind, and the constant tremor made him almost vomit. He rolled around in the mud like a head without a fly, and seemed to be driven by some thought, hurriedly looking for something.

However, once the sand is stirred, the whole deep water becomes muddy, let alone find something, it is good to not lose yourself.

"It's all muddy water, annoying!" Xue Xian spit out a word in his consciousness, his voice was irritable, and a little more suffocated than usual.

Where, where, where ...

He didn't even realize what he was looking for, but his words kept going around.

boom--

Every time the trembling impact sounded, Xue Xian became more impatient. The sand all over the ground was disturbed by constant vibrations, and the water color became increasingly turbid. Xuan Merci, who pulled back his palm, soon lost the trace of Jin Zhu.

Such a deep water, such an endless sink, no mortal can bear, even if it is Xuan Mercy.

Lu Yanqi first reacted. He escaped the hand knife of Xuan Merci, but he still did not escape the drowning feeling that he could not breathe. After struggling for a while, he poured a few drools, and then he gradually disappeared .

Then came Jiang Shining, who had turned into a paper skin. He was already a wild ghost and didn't need to breathe out. However, under the constant tremor and turbulence of the current, his thin paper skin was about to be soaked.

Finally, Xuan Mercy ...

Just as he frowned, his eyes darkened slightly due to dizziness, a very shocking noise suddenly heard in the sand not far away.

The sound passed through the dark, turbid deep water, echoing throughout the tomb.

For a moment, he fell into a drowsy mystery and was startled. For some reason, this mighty and long-distance sound had an inexplicable familiarity that made him feel like he had heard it somewhere. However, the moment the thought flashed, the dark deep water suddenly turned wildly. In the blink of an eye, a huge vortex formed, as if someone had suddenly cut a hole in the deep pool. The water of Manchi penetrated into it with great force, fast and urgent.

Not just mystic mercy, everything floating in this black water was caught in this whirlpool.

No one can resist the heavy drag.

When being dragged by suction and spinning madly, Jiang Shining thought sadly: It turned out to be good if it was soaked, the worst thing was that it was divided into five horses.

Not to mention the paper skin, even the big living people like Lu Yanqi and Xuan Merci are a little bit stubborn-every joint around the body seems to be pulled to the extreme, and the strength of the rotation is greater, and it will be dislocated.

The weird and clear groaning accompanied by the huge vortex of the huge waves, inexplicably has a very large and shocking momentum. Suddenly it gives people a feeling that this scene should not appear in such a burial chamber where five fingers are barely visible, but it should appear on the vast and boundless river and sea.

Dragon **** water ...

I ca n’t see anything tomorrow, but it ’s just a deep pool whirlpool, but Jiang Shining ’s mind does n’t know why he crossed such words. What ’s even more curious is that he just read it twice in the book. From Never really seen.

Before these ridiculous ideas were exhausted, he was drawn to the end of the whirlpool.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, Jiang Shining's eyes were dark and unconscious.

The aftermath of the big wave surging endlessly, buzzing back and forth in the empty tomb.

It didn't disappear until a long time, and the tomb was once again in extreme solitude.

The seven night pearls arranged on the top of the stone as the tianbei beidou are still sprinkled with a thin layer of shimmering light, faintly reflecting on the deep pool. I saw that there was no drop of black water that was originally unknown. In a short time, it was pumped clean, and the slender stone platforms connecting the two ends were blasted and smashed, lying sideways on the bottom of the pool.

The mud and sand that had accumulated on the bottom of the pool gathered in the corner, as if swept away by an impatient person.

The soft sand was swept away, and the bottom of the stone-textured pool was completely exposed. Somewhere, somehow, it was ripped open, the square stone was almost crushed, and it was lifted to the side, exposing the black soil at the bottom.

In that black soil, there was a translucent gold bead, trembling constantly. Several people around Jinzhu, lying or lying down, were pale and unconscious.

It's not others, it's the mercy of them.

After a moment, I heard a "guo", the trembling gold bead spit out water, breaking the deadly silence in the tomb.

This was followed by a rather sigh.

"Hey--" Xue Xian, who was nestled in Jin Zhu, exhaled a long breath, feeling that he was going to die alive.

When he was just making waves at the bottom of the pool, his consciousness was always blurred, only faintly felt that he broke open the stone bricks, crushed something in the black soil, and sucked it into the beads. At that moment, he had an indescribable pleasure, as if staring at things for a long time, and finally let him take a bite.

The feeling of panic was also temporarily suppressed.

There was only one thing that wasn't so wonderful-when Jin Zhu was sucking something in the soil, he was agitated, forced too hard, and sucked a pool of water clean.

At this moment ... a little panicked.

Xue Xian was rather miserable: the water did not enter his belly again, but was merged by Jin Zhu. Why was n’t Jin Zhu broken, and he was about to vomit? Is it a bit unreasonable? !!

As the ancestors hummed back and forth, Xuan Mian's fingers lying on the bottom of the pool moved and opened his eyes suddenly.

For some reason, the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were a little vacant, and it seemed that at that moment he had forgotten where he was, who he was and what he was doing. He stared at the Tian Bei Beidou on the dome for a moment, then suddenly turned over and sat up.

Xue Xian heard the movement, struggling to roll out of the black soil, and rolled along the stone bricks at the bottom of the pond to "Xuan Mian": "Bald donkey, please, can you have any rune paper that can digest food?" Row."

After asking, he looked up and waited for the bald donkey to answer.

Who knew that Xuan Mian stared at him for a moment, and Shen said, "Where's the evil barrier? Why hid in the gold beads?"

Xue Xian: "..."

Xue Xian: "..............."

Xue Xian: "……………………………"

No, what kind of ghost is this? !!

He wasn't rolling anymore, he was motionless like a mud pill, and stiffened into a stone, staring at Xuan Merci like a ghost: "What's your joke?"

Startled by Xuan Mian's remarks, Xue Xian didn't feel it, as if the water in a pool was digested in an instant. He hesitated for a moment, and mumbled around Xuan Meng, and rolled back and forth twice, looking at his appearance carefully, and said to his heart: Don't be flooded with water, what kind of water ghost will take it away?

Soon, he stopped on the ground beside Xuan Mian, and fixed his eyes on Xuan Mian's neck. Although the dim light in the burial chamber may make it difficult for ordinary people to move, for him, it is enough to see a lot of things.

"What is that thing on your neck?" Xue Xian asked.

I saw Xuan Mian's neck side wondering when a weird sign appeared, like a spider on his stomach. In Xue Xian's impression, there was indeed a small mole at the neck of Xuan Mian's neck, but it was by no means like this.

Xuan Merci heard the words, frowned and touched the side of the neck.

Just as his finger flicked there, the spider seemed to be opened by the temperature of the fingertips, gradually retracting its paw, and turning back into a mole.

Only then did Xue Xian find out that the so-called spider just extended a few thin bloodshots around the mole, like the spider's thin feet.

When the bloodshot disappeared, Xuan Mian frowned and closed her eyes. She stretched her hands and pinched her eyebrows, and seemed to be dizzy. Then he maintained this posture and remained motionless.

This reminded Xue Xian that when he was in Guiyunju, Xuan Merci was suddenly dizzy, and then he quietly adjusted his breath in a chair, and there was no movement for a long time.

He went back and forth a few times around Xuan Mian, and found that there was nothing weird except the little mole.

"What's wrong with ...?" Xue Xian has never seen such a situation on others, and for a while he couldn't figure it out.

After a while, Xuan Mian finally moved again. He rubbed his fingers against the temple, frowned and opened his eyes.

Xue Xianyang stared at his every move, and saw the bald donkey looking down, saying with no expression: "You can make waves without hands and feet. You should really take care of this evil barrier."

Xue Xian: "..." The bald donkey continued to choke.

As Xuan Mian said, he squeezed the other hand that had been hanging, loosening his bones one by one, without a loose one, he glanced at Xue Xian expressionlessly.

Only then did Xue Xian understand what the meat pad that had previously landed was. He reluctantly tolerated Xuan Merci's words just now, and when he scrolled twice, intending to ask the "spider mole", he suddenly glanced at the black shadow beside him.

It is a tall human-shaped stone statue with a round head and rough and evil features.

This is nothing, after all, it is common to have a stone statue in the tomb. But the stone statue broke half of its body when it fell on the bottom of the pool, exposing the core inside. If Xue Xian is not blind ...

That core was a man, a real person who did not know how long he had died.

Xuan Mian apparently noticed this thing, and he turned around and found that there were at least hundreds of such stone statues at the bottom of the pond.

Xue Xian suddenly thought that these things had been in the water for a long time, and all the water had entered his golden beads, and suddenly the whole dragon was bad.

When Xuan Mian rubbed his hands and stood up, when he was about to look at the stone statues, he heard the "汩汩" sound at his feet.

He looked at it strangely, and saw that the motionless gold bead was quietly bubbling water out, and maybe ... was sick.

Hyun Mercy: "..."