Vol 3 Chapter 143: erase

Chapter One Hundred Forty Three
Just after putting away the jade bottle containing Peiyuan Dan, Shen Shi heard Huang Ming suddenly whispered in front of him, and then saw his white skull flip over his palm, and an object was already a little shorter from there. Most of the debris flew out of the pile and flew directly into his hand. ☆,
It looked like a jade box, about half an arm long, but the color looked rather dull and dull, and it seemed to be an ancient artifact from a long time ago. There is also a yellow talisman posted on the jade box. Shen Shi glanced at the rune pattern on it. It seems that it should be similar to a common forbidden talisman, usually to isolate the internal and external atmosphere, and is used to preserve spiritual materials. One kind of stuff. Judging from the folds on the edge of the talisman, it was obviously an old thing in the past years.
In a blink of an eye, with a "pop", this inconspicuous jade box has flown in front of Huang Ming. Huang Ming stretched out his hand to grab it, and the five pale bone fingers were in that dim Against the backdrop of the jade color, it looks strange.
For some reason, Shen Shi suddenly felt that Huang Ming's expression was a little strange.
According to the previous statement of the kobold monster, this jade box is likely to contain Kaluo leaves, which is a very important treasure for Huang Ming, and can even reach the point of reshaping the flesh and jumping out of reincarnation. Although Shen Shi still can't see what's wrong with Huang Ming's physical body, and what is the so-called jumping out of reincarnation, but logically speaking, such an important treasure is in hand, it should be a great joy. .
However, Huang Ming didn't show any ecstasy on his face. Although the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, there seemed to be a smile, but the smile seemed to carry a bit of inexplicable bitterness. This old monster, who had lived for tens of thousands of years in the underground palace of the Demon Race, stared at the jade box for a long time, and then sighed slightly.
The yellow sleeve slipped down, and after his palm retracted back to the clothes, he even disappeared with the jade box.
He just stood there quietly, his gaze was a little blurred, he seemed to be looking at some elusive place, stunned, as if he was thinking of something in the past, and he did not move after a long time. Shen Shi stood there and waited for a long time, and found that Huang Ming had not been moving. He couldn't help but whispered, "Senior?"
Huang Ming's body shook slightly, as if he had awakened from a memory. After a moment of silence, he let out a breath and slowly turned around. Seeing that Shen Shi was still standing on the spot, he nodded slightly, and at the same time stepped to the stone platform with the golden coffin in the Demon Emperor Hall, and at the same time said in his mouth: "You come here too, I have something to ask you. "
Shen Shi hesitated and said, "Senior, my friend, she still..."
Huang Ming didn't look back, but said indifferently, "She won't get in the way."
Shen Shi was a little helpless. He glanced at Zhong Qinglu, who was still lying on the ground but his complexion was not too bad. After thinking about it, he followed Huang Ming and walked back to the stone platform.
The light radiating from the golden coffin fell on Shen Shi again. It didn't look dazzling, and it was gentle in the magnificent aura. However, Shen Shi's mind quickly remembered that not long ago, when he was standing on the side of the golden coffin, a strange sound suddenly came out from the coffin, although Huang Ming was later suppressed, but Shen Shi didn't dare to despise the golden coffin in the slightest.
Who knows what monster is hidden inside?
Huang Ming, who walked to the golden coffin, looked a little tired and didn't care about being decent. He sat on the ground beside the golden coffin, leaned against it, and waved to Shen Shi, saying:
"Come on, right, I don't know what your name is yet?"
"Shen Shi." Shen Shi walked a few feet away from him, answered, and looked around. After hesitating for a while, he always felt that if Huang Ming sat on the ground, he would be a little bit unwilling to speak to him condescendingly. Okay, so in the end he simply sat down aside.
Huang Ming nodded lightly, then raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a gentle tone, and said, "Can you tell me, how did you get and practice this Yin and Yang curse?"
Shen Shi's heart was shocked. The Yin-Yang curse was one of his greatest secrets. He had never confided it to anyone before. It stands to reason that he could not just be asked like this. However, the person in front of him is obviously different from everyone in the world. Huang Ming only saw his biggest secret when he first saw him. In this way, it seemed that there was nothing to hide.
So after hesitating for a while, perhaps he still has a very complicated feeling about this Huang Ming, curiosity and awe, which made him want to believe him involuntarily, so he finally spoke.
Since when he was a twelve-year-old boy, he found the small black pot at the old stall in Nanbaofang, Liuyun City, Shen Shi started talking slowly, including several years later on the Herring Islands. In the Demon Island, it was sent to the Demon Realm by the miniature golden fetal stone formation, where he lived for three years and inadvertently got the second "Heaven Curse" of Yin Yang Curse.
Shen Shi’s age is not too big, but he has experienced many wonders and experiences far better than most ordinary monks. In the process of speaking, he is also by the way the human race and monster race in the present-day Hongmeng world. The current situation, including the vicissitudes of life in the past ten thousand years, gives Huang Ming a rough outline.
Huang Ming has been listening quietly, his eyes are focused and calm, and occasionally a bit of melancholy, as if thinking of something in the past from Shen Shi’s account, there is a touch of melancholy, and sometimes, the corner of his mouth There will be a sudden smile, as if in his past life, there was also a beauty worthy of his memory and joy.
The low and calm words echoed by the golden coffin in the Demon Emperor Hall, time flowed silently, as if the time of the past ten thousand years was solidified again in this empty hall, which made people confused. Sighing, rejoicing, remembering.
At some point, Shen Shi's voice stopped. After a while, Huang Ming sighed and said softly, "It turns out that it has been ten thousand years..."
After being quiet for a while, Shen Shi suddenly smiled bitterly when seeing Huang Ming sitting there, shook his head, and muttered to himself again in a low voice, saying:
"A few of them... or erased my name."