"Oh, that's really a terrifying dream." Fuyao smiled, "But don't worry, this kind of thing is impossible. Those bugs can't survive in the air yet, and I won't disappear easily."

"Well, I think so. People say that dreams are the opposite. I must have thought too much."

"Since you know, what else do you want to sleep."

"Are you sleepy?"

"Somewhat, why, don't you want to sleep?"

"No, then you go to bed, I'm going to bed, too."

Qin Mengdie turned over again, turned her back to Fu Yao, but her eyes did not close. Even though he was by her side now, she was still scared when she remembered the scene in the dream.

While losing his mind, Fu Yao's gentle words suddenly came: "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Qin Mengdie was stunned: "Ah?"

Fuyao explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just saw that you seemed so scared that you dared not sleep."

Qin Mengdie hesitated for a moment: "...Okay."

Fuyao then got up, hugged his quilt and lie down on her bed, and explained patiently: "The weather is getting colder now, don't touch me, be careful to catch a cold."

The dead man had no warmth, and he was worried that he would freeze her. This thought made Qin Mengdie slightly moved. What was wrong with him tonight? How could he use different ways to treat her well?

In fact, he was not trying to treat her well, but she turned a blind eye to her before, but now that her knot is untied, she feels that everything he does is good, and even what he says is gentle.

She turned over again and said to Fuyao: "Fuyao, can I ask you a question?"

Fuyao just closed his eyes and was about to go to bed when she woke up: "Hmm? What's the problem?"

She was careful: "That...what would happen if you didn't reincarnate?"

Fu Yao lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling: "Just like now, I can only be a ghost."

Qin Mengdie thought about it and asked again: "Then do you think it's better to be a human being or a ghost?"

Fuyao was a little annoyed by her questions. She talked a lot tonight. She closed her eyes and asked, "What do you think? Don't you all say that life is the most precious? But there is no such thing."

Qin Mengdie's voice was weak: "Uh... I think it's good to be a ghost like you. Not only is it not afraid of the sun, but it can also freely enter and exit the Yin and Yang realms. There are no ghost messengers or Taoists to catch you."

Fuyao was a little interested in what she said. He immediately opened his eyes, turned his body to face her face, and asked, "I heard what you mean, do you want to be a ghost? Do you think it's fun?"

"This... I don't have this idea yet, but I still have to support my parents." Qin Mengdie quickly adjusted her position, "By the way, can ghosts fall in love? I have heard of different ways of humans and ghosts, and I have heard of the fact that humans and ghosts have not yet ended. I don't know which one is true. You have been dead for so long, right?"

Fuyao chuckled: "Do you want to fall in love with me? I heard that you have lived so old and have never found a boyfriend. If it were in our Tang Dynasty, you would have married and had children at your age."

Qin Mengdie was hit: "Go and go, I don't want to fall in love with ghosts. Do you think this is a TV series?" After saying that, she turned over and pulled the quilt to cover her head, "Sleep, good night."

Fuyao also lay flat again, closed his eyes and said, "Good night."

After chatting with Fuyao for a while, Qin Mengdie finally calmed down and finally had a good night's sleep. When she woke up, not only was the seat next to her empty, but the other bed was also empty.

She took her cell phone and looked at the time. Good guy, she slept until after ten o'clock in the morning. No wonder Fu Yao disappeared. I'm afraid even her parents were out at this time?

He rubbed his eyes and looked around. There was a post-it note on the bedside table, which was written in complex traditional Chinese words. It was left to her by Fuyao, saying that he had gone out with her parents to do business.

At noon, Qin Tianzheng and Fu Yao came back together. They did not find any connections to go into the ancient tomb. They could only wait for Fu Yao to find a way to take them in at night. It is easy to do something if there is a ghost.

After lunch, everyone went to take a nap because they had something to do tonight, but Qin Mengdie couldn't fall asleep again because she had been sleeping for too long in the afternoon, so she wanted to chat with her and ask about the situation in the ancient tomb.

Ghosts are originally species that are active at night, so they should naturally sleep during the day. Fuyao is already sleepy, but he still has to answer her various questions, and can't help but secretly scolding this woman for being too heartless.

She slept at night during the day, but he was busy at night and during the day. Can't she give him some rest time? He is a ghost, not a robot, and it's okay to charge it and charge it.

Seeing that he was not only impatient, but also a little tired, Qin Mengdie stopped the topic and asked him to rest. She was worried that it would disturb him, so she went downstairs to sit in the hall.

Without her whining around, Fuyao slept very well. When he woke up, it was almost dark. Poor Qin Mengdie sat in the lobby on the first floor for an afternoon, and his phone was out of power.

After dinner, the four of them gathered together to plan the specific itinerary for the evening. When they were almost done, they left the hotel and drove to the tomb. There were people guarding them twenty-four hours a day.

Because of the guard problem, Qin Tianzheng went to find a relationship and wanted to go in and investigate openly. When they came, they had research results and were easy to talk about, but his backstage was not strong enough.

It doesn't matter if there is no background now. They still have a omnipotent ghost. As long as they cast an invisibility spell, the guards with naked eyes will not be able to see them. There is a ghost at home, like a treasure.

As soon as he got off the car, Fuyao cast an invisibility spell on the three of them, concealed their bodies, and then took poison pills on their own. Finally, he walked towards the ancient tomb and easily walked through the two tomb doors in front.

According to Fuyao, there are four tomb doors in this tomb, which means there are two tomb doors that have not been opened. So how can they get in? It’s very simple. Isn’t Fuyao still there? One wall-walking technique can be done.

The third tomb chamber is actually an empty tomb, with nothing inside. Fortunately, the tomb robbers did not come in, otherwise they would be disappointed. They worked hard to open the tomb door but got nothing.

Looking at the omnipotent and handsome ghost in front of him, Qin Mengdie's eyes suddenly became gentle. Why didn't he find that he still has so many abilities before? Is he a new learner? Is it impossible?

Of course this is impossible. Other people's abilities have always been there. She has no place in her heart, so she can't see these things in her eyes. There is a saying that goes, but the lover's eyes are like Xi Shi.

I don’t know how long I was stunned, but Fu Yao’s voice suddenly sounded: “Hey, what are you stupid? We are going to enter the fourth tomb chamber, it will be very dangerous inside, so be careful.”

A word woke up from the dreamer. Qin Mengdie quickly came to her senses, smiled awkwardly at Fuyao, and then followed him carefully, and soon walked into the fourth tomb with Qin Tianzheng and his wife. In the tomb, there was a coffin made of unknown material, which was densely covered with black things, as if they were still squirming, which looked very disgusting, and there were burial objects on the ground.

"Isn't this just a rotten corpse insect?" Qin Mengdie took a few steps back, pointed to the black things and asked Fuyao, and then said, "Fortunately, I don't have intensive phobia, otherwise I would have vomited to death."

"Well, these are rotten corpse insects, but they cannot get into your bodies." Fu Yao reminded, "But if they cover your mouth and nose, they can suffocate you to death." Qin Tianzheng and Zhang Suyun were holding flashlights, magnifying glasses and other things to check the burial objects. Upon hearing this, he quickly glanced at the coffin, and their eyes were filled with disgust and fear.

Their purpose was to study the things here. As for the coffin matter, Fuyao and Qin Mengdie would naturally deal with it. So they didn't look at it. They were really lazy and easy to do it.

Fuyao said again: "This ancient tomb is also from the Tang Dynasty. I have checked it. The coffin is a woman. I feel that there must be something here that can open the passage between the yin and yang realms and send us to a certain ghost town, but I have been searching for it for a long time and I have not found it. I guess you have to come and find it."

Qin Mengdie asked in confusion: "Even you can't do it, why can I do it? Do you think of me so much?" She said and laughed, as if she had helped Fu Yao.

Fuyao gave her face and said, "Yes, I just look down on you so much. Otherwise, why don't you ask others for help but want to find you? Less nonsense, so come and help find the entrance quickly."

"Good." Qin Mengdie smiled so hard that she opened her mouth and took the opportunity to ask, "Since only I can help you, I have to be kind to me in the future, otherwise I won't help you if I beat you to death."

Qin Tian was looking at his woman and suddenly felt a little strange. What was wrong with her? Today's behavior was so weird, like a person who had changed. Was it a ghost? It's impossible. With Fu Yao there, I can't tell anything, it's not as powerful as a ghost. Zhang Suyun smiled secretly, saying that it's better to know the girl than a mother. Why did Qin Mengdie suddenly change her attitude towards Fu Yao? She knew it clearly, but her daughter fell in love with a ghost. Is this really good? The couple were addicted to the burial objects that were the last Tang Dynasty, and they didn't have much thought to care about their daughter. Anyway, Fu Yao was there, so they should hurry up and study these cultural relics.

For tomb robbers, burial objects mean wealth, but for archaeologists, they represent value that cannot be measured with money. This is a question of thought and will not be explained here.
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