But my grandfather told her that this was to kill evil spirits and not to touch them casually.
"By the way, you can always see the outside world when you are in the ancient tomb, right?" Ru Xiaonan said, "What? There is no summer country in the history of our time?"
"Xia Guo doesn’t belong here because of the night"
"Don’t belong here?"
Green ink Yan took her to the jade platform "look there" and pointed his finger at the east wall.
Shining through his hands, Ru Xiaonan noticed that a lifelike stone statue was carved on the east wall.
"Like a … dragon?"
"Yes, this is the east side of the dragon guarding the gods." The green ink is faint. "Mr. Ruyuan once said that I am the incarnation of Qinglong Xingjun, so I can be reborn from here."
Ru Xiaonan’s eyes are shining in the dark. "So you are really the patron saint of my grandfather’s family for generations."
Qing Moyan smiled. "I don’t know if it’s a god. I know that after a thousand years, the demons of Xia State came back, where the world was plunged into darkness. Shifang Town was eroded by demons and came here from the original world because of the protection of the ancient tomb of the circle of magic."
"how many year ago was this?" RuXiaoNan eagerly asked.
Green ink yan had a "don’t remember for thousands of years? Or in ten thousand … "
It’s been too long for him to remember.
Suddenly a warm waist bowed their heads and saw RuXiaoNan hugged his waist.
"Fortunately, fortunately, you haven’t forgotten me after all this time."
Green ink yan backhand hug her in my arms "fool, how could I forget you"
He won’t forget who she is even if he forgets himself.
At the expense of spanning thousands of years, he has a purpose and she meets again.
Holding her blue ink face, she came to the front of the Qinglong stone statue.
The foot of the stone statue is engraved with complicated mantra patterns, and there is an oval hole in the center of the mantra.
"What is this?" RuXiaoNan finger tried poking there.
Blue ink yan hand took a photo, he also don’t see anything to two people walked a circle along the main tomb.
On the south wall, there are carved suzaku stone statues, on the west wall, they see the white tiger, and on the north side, there is Xuanwu.
"It turned out to be a four-spirit holy beast!" RuXiaoNan somehow also learned Yin and Yang from his grandfather and knew a lot about these.
Green ink Yan nodded "I seem to have heard from Mr Ruyuan that it is no wonder that the tomb was able to resist those dead when the demons invaded"
"The gathering of the four spirits in the whole ancient tomb should be a magic circle. They should have been built to suppress something." Ru Xiaonan pointed to the bottom of the Suzaku stone statue and said, "Look, there is also a small hole here."
Blue ink Yan’s eyes sparkled and I didn’t know what was going on.
"Rosefinch and basaltic stone statues are all broken." RuXiaoNan is a little uneasy. "If these stone statues are the cornerstones of the circle, if they are broken, the sealing power will be weakened. It’s impossible to say that the sealed things in the ancient tomb will run out."
"Just fix them, right?" Qing Mo Yan asked.
"It’s not that simple. This stone statue is not a street sculpture. Just carve one."
Two people turned in the tomb for most of the day, and it was already dark outside.
Qing Moyan went to the room to sort out his things.
RuXiaoNan took a shower and stayed in her little room in fear and trembling.
She didn’t prepare a separate room for Qing Moyan, and she was too small and the bed was single.
Blue ink Yan should not be sleeping in the room directly, right?
Lying in bed, she turned around like a pancake.
Go find him …
Hesitantly, she jumped out of bed and ran out in slippers.
The ancient house is very quiet at night.
Around, you can hear the wind passing through the forest, and the leaves shake like waves.
There is a light on in the room.
RuXiaoNan stretched his neck.
Qing Mo Yan sat there with his back to the door, fiddling with the desk and taking notes.
Ru Xiaonan wanted to call him, but suddenly she changed her mind. She walked over to see what he was reading.
This guy is always refreshing her cognition. It’s really a toothache to be a traveler like him and never be forced to act calmer than the indigenous people.
RuXiaoNan from behind his head.
See the screen is a lawyer consulting interface.
Hey? I really don’t understand why Qing Mo Yan should look at this kind of thing. Is it that Shao Qing’s occupational disease is doing strange things?
"Hey!" RuXiaoNan issued a strange.
Green ink Yan body did not move.
"Is there hot water?" He didn’t look back and asked, "Help me pour some."
RuXiaoNan collapsed face, this guy was not afraid at all.
Pour water, come over and get up to him with a shy face.
Blue ink yan eyes staring at the screen.
RuXiaoNan sat with him for half a day and didn’t see him talking to himself.
"green ink face"
"Huh?"
"Can you understand these?"
"hmm"
"What are these for?" RuXiaoNan curious to ask
Qing Moyan clicked the mouse. "Did your grandfather go through the formalities when he adopted you?"
"Uh …" RuXiaoNan froze. "How do you know …"
"Because there is no formalities, your identity will not be recognized by your uncle."
RuXiaoNan bitter face indeed as expected Dali temple shaoqing career is not white to investigate is his strength.
"What do you want to do?"
"Re-apply for your adoption"
"How is it possible that my grandfather is gone now? Besides, I didn’t do it before, and it’s even more impossible now …"