final.
The coffin still couldn't be broken up.
Because the spell was cast too forcefully, Yan Jiu's fingers twitched slightly. She silently looked at the red thread that seemed to be her natural enemy.
I don't know how Wu Jiu did it.
Even she couldn't open it.
Yan Jiu originally wanted to open the coffin.
She just wanted to touch Turanyi's bone structure to see if the tomb owner was her senior brother.
Looking back now, that probably isn't the case.
No matter how different this world is from her previous life, the timelines can't be that far apart.
Besides, there's no way she could have a sister-in-law who looks exactly like an ancient woman!
There's something else that's strange.
Why did Wu Jiu, who almost became her sister-in-law, say that she could finally rest now that she was here?
I have a feeling there's a huge pitfall!
Lang Zongyi stared at the coffin that was very attractive to him, and it took him a long time to calm himself down.
They then noticed that Yan Jiu's expression was quite varied.
Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and said, "You seem quite disappointed that you can't open it?"
Yan Jiu shook her head and said only, "What I regret even more is that I can't be sure if my senior brother is here."
This wasn't the first time Lang Zongyi had heard the term "senior brother" from Yan Jiu. He didn't quite understand, but according to the Special Bureau's investigation, Yan Jiu had been an orphan who had been neglected for the past eighteen years.
Where did this senior brother come from?
now.
Lang Zongyi recalled a problem that he had always ignored.
Who taught Yan Jiu his extraordinary magical skills?
He thought this way and asked this question.
Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi: "Master."
Lang Zongyi: "..." What a load of nonsense.
Yan Jiu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
She thought that having the "Northwest Archaeology Pass" would allow her to find her senior, but reality gave her a shocking surprise.
Yan Jiu had never been so frustrated.
It was as if the whole world was against her, making it impossible for her to easily reunite with her master and senior brothers.
Lang Zongyi heard Yan Jiu mutter: "Perhaps you can draw...describe their appearance. The Special Bureau has special files that can be investigated."
He only said half of what he meant.
He thought of Yan Jiu's unique painting style.
Then he changed his words.
Yan Jiu, who had been fighting alone all along, suddenly brightened up: "How come I didn't think of that!"
She picked up the branch from the ground.
He described and drew at the same time: "My master is very thin and always has a smile on his face, my senior brother..."
The stick figure is only half-drawn.
Yan Jiu cursed inwardly.
Damn it.
If she knew what her senior brother looked like now, would she need someone else to help her find him?
Lang Zongyi said sincerely, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Yan Jiu immediately went along with it: "It's really difficult for me, so, could you let me touch you..."
Lang Zongyi refused outright: "No."
Yan Jiu didn't understand: "Why?"
Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and remained silent.
There is an indelible shadow in his heart.
That is because he overheard in his childhood that he had the appearance of an evil spirit and might harm his family. Therefore, he cannot bear to see or hear anything about facial features or bone structure.
Yan Jiu was unaware of Lang Zongyi's thoughts.
But she didn't ask any further questions.
Everyone has their unspeakable secrets.
At worst, she can just keep looking for another opportunity to strike.
She didn't have a "newest senior brother candidate" either.
After the silence.
Yan Jiu looked at the coffin and said shamelessly, "The coffin is sealed tightly now. Wu Jiu is gone, so we can't give her any credit. Whose credit should this be?"
Lang Zongyi: "..." You can just say you want to steal the credit.
Yan Jiu understood Lang Zongyi's look and excitedly raised her hand: "Report, I want to steal the credit."
Having said all that, Lang Zongyi, who had never seen Yan Jiu with such shamelessness, was utterly helpless.
He nodded.
In hindsight, he realized that he seemed to be compromising more and more easily and was becoming more and more indulgent towards Yan Jiu.
This is inappropriate.
Lang Zongyi mentally disciplined himself and secretly resolved not to do it again next time.
To make her claim of credit more convincing, Yan Jiu symbolically drew a talisman on the coffin.
Yan Jiu said seriously, "I guarantee no one can open it."
Lang Zongyi breathed a sigh of relief.
He rubbed his temples.
After seeing the coffin, he always had a worry that he would eventually lie in it.
Now.
The coffin was sealed so tightly.
Those concerns should be dispelled... right?
Yan Jiu was thinking about the relationship between Tu Lanyi and Wu Jiu. These two people who were destined to have no relationship actually had such a big connection. Eager to uncover the story, she turned into a treasure-hunting rat and turned the two-story ancient tomb upside down.
at last.
Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi returned to their original spot.
This layer contains nothing but soil.
Yan Jiu exclaimed in surprise, "Is Tulanyi so poor? How come there's nothing of value in such a large tomb?"
Lang Zongyi simply said, "Even if you have them, you still have to hand them over."
Yan Jiu, who was already flirting with the edge of breaking the law, covered her ears and said, "I know, stop reading, Aunt Lang."
The person who unexpectedly became a mother: "..."
The two returned to the ground floor.
It feels like the earthquake just happened.
Yan Jiu looked at the ancient tomb, which was nothing but dirt and earth: "This time, the archaeologists should be crying."
Lang Zongyi rarely agreed.
Then contact the people at the Special Affairs Bureau.
There are still many things they need to handle.
Exhausted from walking around, Yan Jiu didn't want to move anymore. She wanted to leave the ancient tomb and find a place to rest.
The moment I stepped out of the ancient tomb.
The pale golden array suddenly lit up.
Yan Jiu watched helplessly as her soul was shaken out of her body, and then watched Lang Zongyi catch her as she fell.
Yan Jiu, who knew without a doubt that Wu Jiu was behind it, silently raised his middle finger towards the depths of the ancient tomb.
Then.
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