Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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Now, I can't see anything, it's like stepping on an ordinary place.

Was it restricted by the flames for thousands of years, thus consuming the spiritual energy it should have?

Yang Zimei looked around suspiciously.

Long Zhutian's expression seemed a little excited. He took Yang Zimei's hand and asked in a deep voice, "Will we reveal a new scene here?"

"Maybe."

Yang Zimei nodded, "Maybe I can also find the answer I'm looking for."

"Someone has entered recently!"

Grandpa Zhuge pushed aside a big stone and looked at the dark cave entrance inside and said.

Yang Zimei walked over and took a closer look. The traces at the entrance of the cave were very new, and there were traces of more than one or two people.

As they were talking, a voice suddenly came from not far away and said, "Haha, we're finally out! This damn ghost place!"

"Come out? Why is the soil so wet? Didn't you die from drought before we went in?"

Another voice asked dubiously.

"It doesn't matter whether it's dry or wet, it's enough for us to survive."

Another voice sounded.

"Hey, there's light over there!"

They saw the light of the night pearl on Yang Zimei's side.

"You're not afraid of death again!"

"As colleagues, we should go over and tell them not to go into that damn dead place. It's too scary and dangerous."

A slightly older voice said.

Before they could come over, Yang Zimei and others passed by.

There were about five people in front of me, all of them were in ragged and dirty clothes, with gray heads and gray faces, and messy hair, like people fleeing disaster.

When they saw the faces of Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian through the faint luminous pearl light, they shouted in panic, "Ghost!"

Then he moved his legs to escape.

Snow Lake's fingers drew a boundary.

It was as if they had encountered a ghost wall and couldn't get out no matter what.

Yang Zimei walked over and asked, "Ghost? Where is the ghost?"

"You...you...are a ghost!"

The five people lay limply on the ground, looking at her in great panic, their whole bodies trembling.

Originally, as a tomb robber, he was an atheist who did not believe in ghosts and gods.

However, when they saw the person who should be lying in the coffin standing in front of them alive, they had to believe it.

"Am I a ghost? Haha."

Yang Zimei laughed softly, "Why do you think so?"

The five people were stunned.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, Yang Zimei's complexion becomes more transparent and fairer, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her makeup is pink and jade, making her look more like a fairy.

What's more, the hairstyle and clothing are different from those seen in the coffin, but the face is very similar, and the man next to her is missing an arm.

"Then...who are you? Why are you here?"

An old man asked a little boldly.

"You don't need to know who we are. I just want you to tell me why I look like a ghost. What did you see inside?"

Yang Zimei blinked and asked

"We saw-"

When those five people recalled the danger that had just happened inside, they became horrified and couldn't bear to look back.

"Do you see anything like me inside? A mural? Or lying inside a coffin?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"Lying... inside the coffin... they look exactly the same..."

The man said tremblingly, pointing at Long Zhutian, "There's him too!"

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