"The age doesn't match. I heard that it takes a long time for amber to form." The fat man pointed at the amber: "Look at that man still wearing a black robe. According to those foreigners, did our ancestors evolve into Even monkeys are not sure.”
"It's normal to encounter some evil things when you go to the tomb." Liang Tong poked the younger brother: "Do you think we are hallucinating?"
The little brother took out the ancient black gold sword, made a cut on his hand, and then spread the blood in front of everyone.
"It's not like a hallucination, my blood has no reaction."
"Maybe you're not level enough."
Liang Tong drew his sword, made a cut on himself, and sprinkled blood on the ground.
The next second, the amber in the distance began to flash red.
"It's useful. It seems to have something to do with you."
Aning stared at Liang Tong, is there anyone else like this guy inside?
"That's not necessarily true. It may be that my blood is effective now."
The younger brother shook his head: "No, I don't feel familiar at all."
"Do you think this is Journey to the West? Thunder and Lightning were not at home just now."
Liang Tong glanced at the fat man: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. I want to see what kind of monster this thing wants to be."
Then they immediately walked towards the center of the tomb. When the three of them saw this, they didn't worry about there being a mechanism in the tomb and hurriedly followed them.
The four people gathered in front of the amber and took a closer look at the corpse inside. They discovered that it was actually a female corpse. Her appearance looked the same as that of an ordinary person, and her appearance was dignified and majestic. Even a black robe could not hide her graceful and luxurious temperament. .
"My darling, with her appearance, how can she be a queen?"
The fat man's eyes were shining. Even if there was no other gain this time, just because of the female corpse inside, these people would have nothing to worry about for the rest of their lives.
"What are you thinking about?" Aning ruthlessly interrupted Fatty's fantasy: "This thing is so evil, how dare you touch it?"
The fat man's heart skipped a beat: "A man can't be rich without windfall, and a horse can't be fat without night grass. The fat man has seen so many evil things when he travels all over the world. No matter how evil he is, can your man still be evil? How about it, do you want to do it?" One ticket?"
Liang Tong looked at the fat man's gaze and nodded without hesitation: "Fuck! Don't say it can't survive. Even if it survives, I can make it die again."
"Look!" The little brother pointed to the textures on the amber: "The patterns formed by these textures are very similar to razor clam amber."
"It's indeed quite similar, but what does that mean?"
"If you look carefully, the appearance of this razor clam looks very similar to the female corpse inside."
The little brother gestured to everyone: "Remove the scales on the skin and remove the fangs on the mouth."
The three of them compared them in their minds and found that they were very similar.
"F*ck!" The fat man jumped back suddenly: "Are you going to turn her into a razor clam, or turn the razor clam into a human?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Aning held the dagger in his hand and stared at the female corpse in the amber: "There are seven ready-made razor clams in the tomb in front. If you really want to turn people into razor clams, why? Put her behind them.”
"Oh my god, this is not playing the fiddle in your crotch - that's nonsense. Fatty, I just want to make a little fortune, how can I get involved in this kind of thing?"
Liang Tong squinted his eyes slightly. This land was indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
"Stop talking." The little brother shouted softly: "The texture on this is changing."
The fat man stepped forward, and sure enough, as the red light stayed on for longer and longer, the textures on the amber began to slowly squirm, and after a while they formed a painting.
The four of them took a closer look, and suddenly a cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
In the painting, I saw four people standing at the entrance of the tomb. Three of them all looked like stick figures, but the last one was painted in extremely detail. Although other parts of the painting were completed, there were still many textures to outline. This last person.
"Liang Tong, isn't this drawing of you?"
The fat man's voice was trembling. Although he was asking Liang Tong, he had already made a judgment in his heart.
"I don't know, keep watching."
Liang Tong had no expression on his face and put away his playful look.
Seeing that Liang Tong was actually serious, Aning's heart suddenly trembled and he hid behind Liang Tong, staring at Hu Hu with only his head exposed.
The fat man quickly followed suit and hid behind the younger brother.
After a while, the textures stopped moving, and a ferocious evil ghost was seen holding a sword, ready to come out. The sword was also engraved with the word "Daji".
"This is us."
The fat man's voice was hoarse. Although the painting did not accurately outline the appearance of several people, it was the same as when they came in. Even the blood stains of the two people had textures to imitate them.
"It should be." Aning pointed at Liang Wangjian: "Is it called Daji?"
Liang Tong nodded, still expressionless. After discovering that this sword could confuse people, he named it 'Daji' out of spite. However, even during the Warring States Period, few people knew about it. As for him, After his resurrection, he never mentioned it once.
"But why is Liang Tong an evil ghost?"
"Are we stickmen?" Aning rolled his eyes: "Fat man, do you think Liang Tong is an evil ghost? What good does it do to us?"
The fat man shuddered: "No, this painting must be inaccurate."
"This is just the impression the owner of the painting has on us." The younger brother shook his head: "Look carefully, the painting is still changing."
The four of them held their breath and concentrated, and saw that the texture continued to squirm, and the speed became faster and faster. After a while, a new painting was outlined.
A stick figure and an evil ghost stand side by side in front of the amber, with two other stick figures hiding behind them. This painting is clearly visible on the amber.
The painting was short-lived and the textures quickly spread out and rearranged themselves into new paintings.
There were still four people gathered in front of Amber, but the evil ghost held a sword and scratched his hand. Blood flowed from the wound and fell onto Amber. The fluorescence of amber gradually disappeared, revealing a slender evil ghost.
"Hey, this is your relative." The fat man became bolder and no longer hid behind the little brother. It would be easy to deal with them if they were all evil spirits. He didn't believe that this guy inside could still beat him?
Liang Tong's face remained expressionless from the first painting. It wasn't until he saw that there were evil spirits inside that he suddenly had a flash of understanding. They took different paths to the same destination, and they seemed to be on the same path.
"I am the only child of our clan. Keep reading and you will understand."
Sure enough, the painting continued to change, and the slender evil ghost fell into the arms of another evil ghost.
"You two are a couple!?" The fat man was stunned: "Fat man, I have only heard of baby relatives and child brides. What do you think these are? A love that spans countless centuries?"
"Shut up." Aning held Liang Tong's arm: "Do you have any impression of her?"
Liang Tong shook his head: "I'm not a little brother, keep reading. I want to see who guaranteed this matchmaking for me."
The texture continued to change, and this time it took an extra long time. All the textures on the amber were mobilized, and the appearance of a hotel was gradually outlined.
"This is the Crescent Hotel."
Aning has also stayed at the Crescent Hotel for a while, and he can tell at a glance that the texture outlined is the Crescent Hotel.
Liang Tong patted her shoulder, telling her to calm down and continue reading.
After a while, the painting was completed, and six people were seen standing in front of the Crescent Hotel in two rows. In the front row were two little evil spirits, and in the back row were the two evil ghosts plus two stick figures.
"This, this is?"
The fat man couldn't understand.
"These are the two of them, as well as Aning, Sheng Shengnan, and the two children."
The little brother's eyes moved slightly. This thing can actually predict the sound of a sound far away in the Crescent Hotel?
"Fuck, there's another one?"
Aning didn't say anything, but held Liang Tong tightly.
At this moment, the texture on the amber suddenly spread out, and then countless red lights floated out, like fireflies, illuminating the tomb.
"You guys stand back."
The three of them did not hesitate and immediately stepped back six or seven meters.
Then Liang Tong raised his sword and slashed at Amber.
"You are so good at prophesying, did you predict that I would kill you?"
