Chapter 417: . Silly people have silly blessings [1]

Longzhong Tomb: a fool has a fool 【1】
Almost everyone understands that Di Lin alone is more reassuring than two or three mercenaries. [26nbsp;]
Su Yudan lay down next to Di Lin and clothing, and turned out the jade die from her backpack. If she hadn't seen it from Di Lin last time, she almost forgot about it. Today Su Suiya encountered another difficult situation similar to that of that time, and suddenly remembered this thing again.
She carefully looked at Di Lin and found that he was looking at the other side of the tomb intently, and then bowed her head and asked silently: Is there any way we can go out? Where is the door to go out?
After quietly asking questions, Su Yumu stared closely at the dull jade butterfly.
A few seconds later, something that surprised her happened, Yudie flickered, and a line of words slowly appeared.
This thing still works!
However, Su Yudan, after seeing the line clearly, vomited blood almost silently, which read: Yes, let it die.
It is the last sentence in the Black Leather Diary ...
Su Yubin was grinding his teeth, considering whether to threaten to drop the jade die. He suddenly had a humid heat in her hand, looked down, and finally licking the back of her hand while the little Taisui, who was not in the sleeping bag, was licking the back of her hand. His eyes were looking at him, as if to express his comfort.
Su Yumian sighed and continued to make persistent efforts, silently asking: Is anyone in the graveyard monitoring us now?
Jade Butterfly flickered, and a word soon appeared: Yes.
Su Yudan was surprised, and pulled the sleeping bag down without revealing his traces, squinting and looking around. The grunts of people sleeping one after another, the three candles placed in the tomb just burned one-fifth.
Everything is normal, and few people are awake, except for those who are asleep, there is no half figure around.
Emperor Lin, Su Yunu suddenly found that Emperor Lin also had his head down, was he sleepy? Perhaps such a tough person would also be trapped. Su Yudan watched his head hanging down for a while, intending to sit up instead of Emperor Lin Shou for midnight. At this moment, the flame of the candle in the middle of the house suddenly tilted, as if there was a wind blowing through it.
Su Duanwai is a shocker, something is wrong! How can there be wind in the tomb?
Her hand quickly reached out the gun, and then reached out to push Di Lin, but before the hand was reached, the candle in the tomb suddenly disappeared, and the darkness filled the tomb and surrounded everyone.
The voice was crisp and ethereal, and it rang abruptly in the darkness. For a moment, Su Nanwu's mind was blank, and then a slender hand stretched out, holding her arm vigorously, with a slight coolness.
Su Yumian recovered, and grabbed the people around her with her backhand, knowing that Di Lin was awake, and her rapid heartbeat suddenly eased a lot. The next second, Su Yumian discovered that what came from the air was not the familiar question.
The voice is gentle and melodious, like songs and songs, like songs and songs, unspeakable and beautiful. However, in this dark, cold and decaying tomb, this wonderful sound is even more creepy.
Moreover, with such a big movement, it is impossible for everyone else to fall asleep, but in the dark tomb, except for the sound, you can never hear anything else, it is so quiet and terrible.
Su Yubin stiffly leaned on the edge of Emperor Lin, and found that he couldn't even understand a sentence, and it was not like the old saying at all. This is too weird, is it the language of the ancient Western Zhou Dynasty?
That voice is not fixed in one place, ‘he’ is still moving!
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