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Lin Wanwan thought she was getting a time-travel version of Lin Daiyu's script.
Walking three steps and taking five breaths in Changsha City, people from all nine gates took turns passing handkerchiefs to her.
Until the tomb collapsed one day, she coughed up blood and drew a talisman——
The entire ancient tomb was restored instantly, and even the corpse turtles lined up obediently.
Zhang Qiling stared at the phoenix tattoo on the back of her neck: "This is a forbidden technique of the Zhang family that has been lost for thousands of years."
Xie Yuchen looked through the genealogy and turned pale: "You are my great-aunt who died a hundred years ago."
The black blind man smiled and picked up her hairpin: "Miss, your hairpin... Is the key to the bronze door."
She held the coffin board and gasped weakly: "Who... Someone will help me pinch the middle part of the body..."
——
Later, the bronze door opened and there was silence for eternity.
She stood in front of thousands of Yin soldiers, with the entire nine gates standing behind her.
"I forgot to tell you," she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and chuckled, "I'm not here to take refuge, I'm here to guard the tomb."
Reader comments
How should I put it? The writing is very mysterious, but Wu Xie and Zhang Qishan are not from the same era. Even if it is a fanfic or a derivative, the original work should be properly respected. It is too confusing.
How should I put it? The writing is very mysterious, but Wu Xie and Zhang Qishan are not from the same era. Even if it is a fanfic or a derivative, the original work should be properly respected. It is too confusing.
It's strangely scary at night