I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

At this moment, the tunnel they are in is like a monster with its big black mouth open. It is surprisingly dark. The searchlights have gone out at some point. It is so dark that the earth is under the bottom of a pot. The dark night sticks to every corner, the sky It was pitch black, and the original starry sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds at this moment. The sky was dark, the earth was dense, and the surroundings were dark.The trees in the hills were rustling, and the old man who had slept soundly at night suddenly woke up and let out a cry of "Wooooowahwah".

The nightmare of that night woke up.

Tan Cheng didn't remember how he escaped, nor what happened, but lying on the ground later, he vaguely saw the blue flame that burned Zhang Xiaomei to death, and beside the blue flame seemed to see The bright yellow, the bright yellow owner sneered at the ghost

"court death."

He didn't know where the glasses fell when he was running away. He couldn't see clearly or see through them. He could only see the bright yellow color as if he was approaching step by step with something. His subconscious mind told him that he had to run away, but his hands and feet But he lost all his strength, and when the bright yellow came to a stop beside him, Tan Cheng realized that it was holding a sharp sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed at his throat.

The dizzy head made Tan Cheng faint. Before he lost consciousness, Tan Cheng thought, I'm afraid, he is really dead this time...

The point of the sword was pressed against the neck of the already dizzy man, and he lowered his eyes to look at the face of this man, with strange clothes and extremely short hair, unkempt and extremely sloppy.

Slowly moving his eyes, he squinted at the few people curled up over there, all in the same attire.

Is it a prisoner whose beard and hair have been cut off?With a chuckle, it doesn't matter who it is, this does not affect his decision to kill these people.

With a light swing of the sword, he lowered his head and looked at the dead person whose head should have been cut off by him, but at this moment he was lying intact in front of him, and the sharp sword in his hand left a scar on the person's body. A shallow bloodstain.

The eyebrows were furrowed at that moment, but slowly opened in the next moment, and the sword in his hand was retracted, those smiling eyes stared at the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "How could it be so?"

The summer sun lost its gentleness in spring, shining hotly on the ground, and directly into the ward through the glass window, still smelling of pungent disinfectant and medicine. This coma lasted only half a day, and Tan Cheng woke up soon. From Wu Hai, I learned that Zhang Qishuo was seriously injured and could not be cured, and the death notice had already been issued.

After a long silence, Tan Cheng asked slowly, "Where are the others?"

"He Xing passed out just like you. He hasn't woken up yet. Brother Tang was injured a little, but nothing serious. The others were just frightened, and they are all fine."

"Zhang Qishuo...where is he now?"

Sighing lightly, Wu Haicai said: "His parents insisted on burying him in the way of his hometown and keeping him... So while he was still breathing, they chartered a car and took him back overnight..." Thinking of Zhang Qishuo's parents' gray hair, Crying so heartbreakingly that he almost fainted, Wu Hai clenched his fists: "His parents said that only a burial can keep his soul, and they don't have anything, so they just want to keep this in their minds, and wait for Zhang Qishuo to ghost him." You can go back home to accompany them during the festival.”

After so many days, Tan Cheng believed in the ideas of the older generation and ancestors.

It was only half a month, and they had lost two companions, Tan Cheng felt bad anyway.

Seeing Tan Cheng's dim expression, Wu Hai opened his mouth and said after a while, "I saw Zhang Qishuo when he entered the operating room. He..."

"how?"

"He said that he was not reconciled, that he didn't want to lose to you, and... his four-year research was given to you."

These words were like a blow to Tan Cheng's brain, and his eyes were red and wet with tears.

Zhang Qishuo was a classmate of his, and he was a very strong person. Although the two of them always disagreed and disagreed in some aspects, and the quarrels would always be continuous, but at least they recognized each other's ability.

He knew about Zhang Qishuo's research on the ancient tombs in Ninghua Village. It had been started four years ago, and it was also supported by special funds from the school and the state. The gold content can be imagined. Tan Cheng knew that it was Zhang Qishuo's dream. And he gave this dream to him...

"Zhang Qishuo is the only child." He raised his head, fearing that his tears would not be able to hold back, Tan Cheng took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "I guess I won't be able to start work in the near future. I, I will go to his hometown..."

Wu Hai seemed to have thought of something, but nodded without saying a word: "The police should be in Ninghua Village now, and they will probably come to look for us in the afternoon, so let's go tomorrow."