. Smallreadbody img{padding:0px; margin:0px 12px 12px 0px;}p span{cursor: text;}hr. Myhr{border:0; height:1px; background-color:#009900; clear: both;}div. My{} "My name is Fan Xiaojian, the middle word cannot be omitted." Buried in the uninhabited primitive jungle, the seven-story underground temple of the mysterious ancient temple, what is hidden in the gold box? "... Is this a god? It must be a ghost!" Fan Xiaojian's hair stood on end. Yu Heng couldn't help but hold his forehead, "If it's just a ghost, then things aren't too bad." "I've been cursed by resentful souls, eaten by residual spirits, and chased by evil ghosts." Fan Xiaojian started the car, "Sister, I've never chased down evil ghosts before. Well, let's try this time." "…Editor-in-Chief," Yu Heng followed the car, "Let's go to Liaojiafen to interview local residents." Notes: ◇Slightly supernatural but not scary. All history and religion are pure nonsense, and those who believe in me cannot get eternal life. ◇Newbies are a little stupid and are slow to follow the mainstream trend of Jinjiang. If there are any weird spots or imperfections, please feel free to enlighten me. ◇Exclusively published, no reprinting is allowed; if you hold your hand high, it will be safe to turn back. If anyone has forwarded it, delete it and use it as fertilizer. ◇Try to update every 7th, 17th and 27th, HE can wait. If the manuscript box is not empty, it means I haven't written yet. Author's Column: Click in to read other articles, collect the author, and get Jinjiang Blessing (?) Certificate of Appreciation: ◇Cover Design★ Xia Chu, thank Xia Chu for his attentiveness, consideration, and tolerance. ◇Thanks to the friends of Cucurbitaceae and Pumpkin for their meticulous whipping, torture and first draft of copywriting.