MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 992 Hey, little ancestors!

The Chongsheng Temple is being renovated, so the three people first moved to another small temple. The master is highly respected. This face is still there. It dispels the original monks here. The master personally arranged a circle to protect. The flesh of the three people, then the three men sat cross-legged.

"Amitabha, follow the barren."

After that, the master closed his eyes and saw the blue smoke rise from his brow position. The soul of the steam, invisible and tangible, is a very high realm, but also a state of great fearlessness and great inaction.

Su Yuhang's soul came out of the flesh and waited for a while to be rich, and then the souls of the two followed the master's blue smoke to the crack in front.

"Hey!"

When passing through the crack, there was a great pulling force around the whole. Because the rich and the rich had not yet proved, the master and Su Yuhang both held the rich and left. After a quarter of an hour, the soul of the three people passed the crack safely.

Immediately, the souls of the three people turned into their own body shape.

Above the head, it is the mysterious starry sky arrangement. At the foot, it is the pattern of the ten-party hell. Maybe, the Daqin warlocks who laid the battlefield two thousand years ago will not think that their one time will lead to **** in the later generations. All kinds of legends, even this legend in terms of fantasy, far exceeds the old Qin Empire.

Xu Fugui bent down and perceived the ground with his own soul. This is an emotional ground, because there have been countless bloods, and a terrible killing has happened here.

Wealth does not know what the final outcome is. It is the army of Qin Jun who was completely annihilated here, or whether they succeeded in annihilating a group of listeners who came.

But no matter what the ending is here, everything that happens here will not have any effect on the final outcome.

In other words, the story here is summarized as "I have been here, I have fought, I have sacrificed."

The master puts his hands together and meditation on the heart. He is doing a super-degree, but it is clear that this super-degree does not have much effect, because there is no real soul in existence here, and the remaining thoughts have gone through two thousand years. After tempering, it is not said that the turn of the turn can be achieved.

Su Yuhang’s gaze is here. In fact, he should be the most liberal person among the three, but in fact, it seems that Wen Qing’s kind of thing will only appear in people who like to show off in half a bucket of water. Just when the rich and the masters are hurting the past and the present, Su Yuhang is more stable, which is more practical.

He is looking for, he is observing, this ancient battlefield, which is called hell, will have something he needs.

a little less,

The master ended over and Xu Fugui slowly straightened up.

The three walked side by side and walked through this ancient battlefield.

There are not many corpses, because this ancient battlefield is not completely isolated, so I don’t know how many miscellaneous things have been sucked in for two thousand years. I don’t know how many things have flowed out here, but each distance can still be I saw some broken fingers and broken weapons.

"At the beginning, it should be won," the master analyzed. "So Qin Jun cleaned the body of the robes after the victory."

Xu Fugui nodded, it should be like this, because according to the traces left here, at least a dozen big-level audiences in this battle have been killed here. In fact, the number may be more, and Qin Jun sometimes does. In the way of the military array and the number of people to fight each other casualties, so if the defeat here, Qin Jun's body will certainly leave a lot, even if two thousand years have spread out a lot, but look at a small number of wrecks here without accident If Qin Jun was here, it should have won.

But a partial victory can't change the ending of the whole situation. After all, the three people present know that the big-level audience seems to be precious, but for broadcasting, it is nothing more than a batch of manufactured products on the assembly line.

Apart from the ruins of the battlefield, in fact, there are still some messy things here. It may be because the chance coincidence was sucked in by the cracks, there are sculptures similar to Greece, and there are also oriental ornaments.

But there is not much value here.

Su Yuhang felt a little disappointed, and there was quite a feeling of being defeated by happiness.

The master and Xu Fugui came with the mentality of “outing”, which is similar to the visit to the historical museum, so the utilitarianism is not very strong. The two stopped and stopped to see and touch, and felt that it was a kind of enjoyment.

Suddenly, Su Yuhang stopped and he pointed his finger at his feet.

"There is something below, it should be a coffin."

“Is there a coffin?” Xu Fugui came together with great interest. To be honest, although there are many kinds of things in hell, there have been no real boutiques. The three still hope to have some other gains.

The soul of Su Yuhang was released, and a piece of dust rock beneath it floated away, revealing the surface of the stone.

The master knelt down and carefully discerned it, then shook his head. "It’s another imported item. It should look like that of Central Asia. Look at the color carvings should be something on the ancient Western side."

This means that this coffin was not something left in the battlefield of the Qin Dynasty, but it did not know where it was absorbed.

Su Yuhang heard some disappointment, but he still used the soul to directly overturn the lid of the stone. No matter what, he had to open it and see it.

The stone sarcophagus was opened, revealing the truth inside.

A pretty woman is lying here silently.

Her face is well preserved, but in fact her existence has at least a thousand years of history, and its value has absolutely killed the so-called Loulan ancient corpse.

However, the three people of Su Yuhang did not come to the archaeological, so for them, the value is really small.

"Well, an ancient corpse, huh, huh........." After the completion, the master laughed again. "It is an ancient corpse that has been cursed by people. It is interesting and interesting. This female corpse has become stiff, but in this place though There is no direct constraint on the laws of heaven and earth, but the residual killings on this ancient battlefield are too heavy, she dare not wake up.

Now that we are three people, she is even more afraid to wake up, haha, she is sleeping. ”

The master laughed freely and freely.

Immediately, the master made a compassionate statement:

"Amitabha, this is not enough."

Xu Fugui nodded beside him. "Hey, there is something in this woman's stomach. Unfortunately, the year is really not enough. If you don't encounter it in this place, you can really add a nightingale when you change to the normal scene."

"That is the origin of the curse, the person who gave her a curse, usually a seed or a small bug. There are many similarities between the technique and the raising of the Miaojiang. But you said that you are rich. That's right, if this year is enough, it is a good taste to bring wine. Unfortunately, the vintage is still worse. It is a pity to take the wine."

At this moment, Su Yuhang’s face changed suddenly and said: “Beep!” Soon, Su Yuhang sighed again. “Forget it, it’s too late.”

After that, Su Yuhang waved his hand and the coffin cover flipped back again to recapture the coffin.

Su Yuhang’s face also looked a bit unsightly.

"What's wrong?" The master is somewhat unknown.

"Go look elsewhere." Su Yuhang said as he walked to the other side, he did not explain his own behavior.

"Let's find it separately. It's too much trouble for the three to get together." Xu Fugui suggested.

The master and Su Yuhang nodded, then the three separated.

About ten minutes later, Xu Fugui’s figure returned to here again. His crappy looks awkward, but also a little cute, like a good neighbor’s uncle, of course, Xu Fugui didn’t know him. This image was unified in 20 years as the next king.

Xu Fugui looked at the other side, his body shape was still wandering there, and Su Yuhang and the master had gone far, and he touched his chin with some worries.

"The trick to learn from the master should be useful? If you forget it, I and the true self, I don't care anymore. Anyway, this ghost place Su Yuhang is also a soul body, and there is a huge remnant suppression here. He should also I can't see which one is true and which one is me.

No matter what, let me know what my son is.

It’s amazing, little guy, I didn’t think about it, obviously you haven’t been born yet, but I can actually meet you in this ghost place. You will not be unlucky enough to become an audience in the future? Well, yes, your aunts are all listeners, unless they have thrown you away from the orphanage since childhood, or the probability that you are not affected by causality becomes a listener. ”

Xu Fugui continued to talk to himself while carefully preparing for squatting:

"It seems that this ancient battlefield enchantment is not so simple. The Qin dynasty warlocks of the year did have two brushes. This enchantment should be infinitely close to the story world created by the broadcast, and it can change between this and the outside world. Time flow rate."

Speaking, Xu Fugui opened the coffin cover carefully and did not make a sound. He knelt down and put his head to the top and carefully stared at the female body in the coffin.

"Hey, your dad, he is gone."

Xu Fugui's index finger puts a "beep" gesture on his lips. In his eyes, there is another soul in the female body at this time, or it is called another eye.

He thinks that it should be a baby, because it is still too difficult for the rich to imagine the appearance of Su Bai twenty years later.

I thought that I had seen my son in the early days when my son was still not born. The heart of the rich is really a bit of fun.

"Hey, your dad is gone, hehe......... Little ancestor, quick urine!"

Xu Fugui kept gently "squeaking" his mouth, imagining that he was licking his own son to give him urine.

He is happy to be in it,

Can not extricate themselves.