I make vases in horror world [Quick Transmigration]

Like a dead person, it can draw out the panic in people's hearts.

Zhang Zhaoqi seemed to be aware of his gaze, looking back at him with calm eyes, Qi An found that the ghostly scene just now disappeared like a flash in the pan, and Zhang Zhaoqi's black eyes were still as indifferent as a lake.

Qi An's long eyelashes trembled, and a trace of deep thought flashed across his delicate eyebrows. He continued to listen to Ge Da's dull and hoarse voice seemingly unintentionally.

"The peace gained by sacrificing the general is just a dream. The general who was casted by the secret method woke up from the torment, but found that the person he admired in his heart had passed away because of him, so—the general who had become a ghost. Because of guilt and Anger did something crazy enough for everyone to regret."

"What did he do? There is no record in the book handed down from his ancestors. I only know that the prosperous Lihuo Kingdom was in decline in an instant. Wars raged and wars broke out. The ancient kingdom that had ruled the mainland for many years became a wreck, and this palace also It was renovated, and the ancient books ordered people in our village to deliver three meals here every day, and they didn’t allow us to prohibit outsiders from intruding here. It is said that it was because the sleeping general said something—”

"The people he loves will come back here, and he will find his treasure again."

The ancient tomb was as quiet as ever. The pale green light of the night pearl silently exuded coolness and fluorescence. Layers of dust accumulated on the ground with some cracks. Through the narrow passage at the door, a gust of wind blew over and swept the dust into the air. .

Qi An couldn't help being choked and coughed a few times.

He covered his mouth and nose with his right hand and deliberately lowered his voice.

Zhang Zhaoqi stopped walking, and a piece of talisman appeared in his hand again out of thin air. With a light tap of his white index finger, there were slight black marks on the yellow paper under his finger. Before the talisman ignited, Zhang Zhaoqi suddenly frowned , took the talisman paper back.

The temperature in the corridor suddenly dropped, and then rose again instantly.

The dust that was flying wantonly in the corridor suddenly stagnated, and fell down in unison as if suddenly gaining weight. The wind was still blowing, but there was no dust to dance with it.

Pairs of eyes hidden in the dark kept turning closely following Qi An's movements. They hid their figures and hid themselves in the darkness, looking for the boy in the light almost morbidly.

The thin boy who was walking was wearing some wrinkled plain clothes, and whenever the wind blew, his clothes would flutter slightly.

The old wooden door was closed silently and in a strange way.

When Qi An and the others arrived at the agreed meeting place, Jin Huijuan and Wang Xiangqun hadn't come back yet, Qi An smiled at Zhang Zhaoqi a little shyly, and sat and waited for the other group to come back.

[An'an, the report is handed down]

The sound from the system was just right, just when Qi An had nothing to do.

[Um. ]

Qi An closed his eyes and browsed through his work report many years ago in his mind. What he didn't know was that during the whole period, Zhang Zhaoqi, who had always been indifferent, was quietly watching him from the other side. On his face, there was a slight ripple in his usually silent eyes.

Qi An roughly scanned his work report. He used to belong to the scumbag group. This [-]-word report said that the mission process mentioned now seems to be nothing new. Except for the target person, Qi An sees Lots of useless nonsense.

There was no mention of the general in this report at all, after a pause, Qi An's attention fell on the last sentence.

Way to escape from the world: After being selected as a funeral object, he fled to death.

funeral objects...

Qi An's eyes flickered slightly, and he retold the report and read it from beginning to end.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhaoqi asked in a cold tone.

He suddenly became very sharp, even Qi An's slightest move caught his attention and caused him to ask questions.

"Ah? It's nothing." Qi An smiled shyly if nothing had happened, showing two cute dimples, and after finishing speaking, he lowered his head slightly as usual.The black and smooth hair came into view, and Zhang Zhaoqi withdrew his gaze slightly darkly.

"You guys are back already." Jin Huijuan, who was walking, saw them, raised her brows, was taken aback for a moment and then felt helpless, "We found the key to the box and successfully opened the box, but—"

Jin Huijuan paused, and took out a stack of things from the box she was holding in her hand. Inside were pieces of yellowed rice paper, each with ink marks written by someone with a brush, "The words on this, We don't understand it at all."

"It can be said that even if these things are very precious, we can't get any useful information from them. Moreover, we didn't encounter a ghost in the process of looking for the key this time." Jin Huijuan frowned, "I thought it was because you went to find the key." It caused their dissatisfaction, so they all ran to find you, but judging from your appearance, it doesn't seem like something has happened to you."

"Our two groups have visited most of the palace together, how could we not have encountered a ghost." Jin Huijuan's tone was full of doubts, "Is it possible that these ghosts are all going to do something important? "

When Zhang Zhaoqi heard this, a strange look flashed across his eyes quickly, and he glanced at Qi An who was sitting upright from the corner of his eye, and there was some complexity in his eyes.

Unsurprisingly, Jin Huijuan found that no one was paying attention to her, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she abruptly changed the subject, "Then what about Zhang Zhaoqi and you? What news did you get?"

Zhang Zhaoqi glanced at her indifferently, and briefly explained the information they had heard.

His tone was flat, and he told the whole story in a straightforward manner.

"The person the general loves is buried in this ancient tomb as a funeral object." Jin Huijuan grabbed key information from it, "That is to say, the general's treasure is this rumored beauty."

Jin Huijuan does not doubt the veracity of this story.

Every event in the story can correspond to the five murals they saw shortly after they stepped into the cemetery. The well-built underground palace and the beauties who were chosen as funeral objects.

And the black air surrounding the screen eventually became the soldiers of Li Gui.