Xiaoyao has been communicating with her since she came in.

Probably because he was afraid that she would be too nervous, or that his sudden appearance would arouse her fear, so Xiaoyao kept telling her all kinds of jokes.

The humor can stay in the early childhood stage, and the effect of the jokes can be imagined.

In order to prevent herself from being swallowed up by the oppression brought by the darkness, she had to endure the "bombardment" of small medicines.

"Master, it's so strange!"

Lin Mengya couldn't hold it back and rolled her eyes.

Strange, she has already felt this way, okay?

Who would think of a big cat as a tomb beast, unless their ancestor was a cat slave who couldn't extricate himself?

The kind of person who dreams about continuing to pet cats after death.

"No, I mean the air here should be flowing."

Lin Mengya stopped.

She didn't notice it before, maybe because the air flow was too subtle?

The candle in her hand swayed slowly, confirming her guess.

This made Lin Mengya even more strange.

The ancestral mausoleum of the Gong family was built very luxuriously, and there were no ventilation holes at all.

She walked forward for about half an hour, and the darkness in the long and narrow tomb passage almost made her so depressed that she wanted to run away.

But after turning a corner, she saw light again.

It was an extremely precious and gentle look.

Although it is a bit dazzling, it looks exceptionally bright in the dark.

"This is"

She adjusted for a while before walking out into the sunshine.

Looking up, she saw something like a circular transom.

The light is shed from here.

She searched through her memories and couldn't remember seeing such a transom outside. Could it be that she had overlooked something?

There is no need for candlelight on the road ahead.

Not far away, a transom will appear.

Her steps became much brisker, and the smell of grass and trees in the air here became stronger.

It made her feel like she was walking on a forest path.

"Xiaoyao, can you locate it?"

Xiao Yao immediately displayed their location on the map.

The tomb passage that should have extended into the main tomb chamber now completely bypassed the tomb chamber.

If Xiaoyao's positioning is correct, here is actually the road leading to the back mountain!

The more she walked, the more strange she became. Could it be that the ancestors were afraid that people would steal it, so they built a fake tomb?

What's going on with those transom windows?

Soon, the tomb passage came to an end.

Because she has never been to Back Mountain, Xiaoyao's map is not detailed.

It's disconnected here.

And in front of her, another door also appeared.

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br> But this door is made of wood. The dark wooden door reveals the pure natural texture inside.

She stretched out her hand and pushed hard, but it still didn't move.

It seems that it still needs to be verified.

She looked at the wooden door and saw several scratches on it.

It looks very much like it was cut out randomly with a knife or an axe.

She subconsciously copied the entire picture into the system, but she heard Xiaoyao exclaim, "Master, there are several pictures overlapped again!"

Then, he separated all the pictures in an instant and sent them to Lin Mengya.

She had a photographic memory and quickly saw something familiar.

That's right! The first picture was what she saw in her mother's old clothes.

Whether it is mother's belt or shoes, this pattern often appears.

Although Shangguan Qing later secretly threw away many of her mother's belongings, this pattern can still be seen everywhere.

The second picture that follows is the clan pattern on her body!

A lingering red plum, even if it is simply outlined with a few strokes, the beauty in it can still be seen.

As for the last picture, it is a bit unfamiliar.

It was a seed, a seed that had sprouted and was about to burst out of the ground.

But for some reason, when she looked at the seed, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

She rubbed her eyebrows, wondering how she could have such emotions towards a seed.

"Master, each of these three pictures has several important points, and some are even somewhat repetitive."

She nodded to show that she had seen it too.

Stretching out her hand, she pressed the dots one by one in order from the first to the third picture.

Finally, a small depression appeared in the very center of the last seed.

She reached out her hand and pressed it gently.

Unexpectedly, a stinging pain hit her. She retracted her hand and felt helpless when she saw that the small bloody hole was much larger than before.

No wonder I have to like it, it’s really not as worry-free as the big stone cat before!

She hurriedly took a few steps back, and the wooden door opened at this moment.

"Meow!"

The rapid meowing startled her.

She thought it was an hallucination, until she saw that there were countless black cats, large and small, all looking in her direction. Lin Mengya felt her hair stand on end.

Could it be that she just stabbed the cat's nest?

She didn't dare to move at all, not to mention the cuteness of one or two kittens which made her heart tremble.

If faced with such a scale, if we attack her together, we may not be able to escape unscathed.

Cats are nature’s hunters

hunter.

What's more, it's a wild cat raised in the mountains.

No one on either side moved, and the group of black cats were also observing her.

"Ahem, that, I didn't mean to do that."

She explained weakly, but it was a pity that the person opposite could not understand her.

She regretted it extremely now. It would have been nice if Xiao Hei was here. At least, he could be her messenger.

"Meow-"

It has a soft and tender cry, and some milky sounds.

Then, Lin Mengya saw a little milk cat popping out of the group of cats.

The little guy looked like he had just been weaned and was no bigger than the palm of her hand.

The green cat eyes are very spiritual.

It tentatively walked to her side, then immediately stepped back, and then came out again.

After repeating it several times and confirming that there was no danger, he stretched out his soft little paws and hooked the corner of her skirt.

"Meow-"

The little cat tilted its head and meowed softly.

Although she was still scared, Lin Mengya, who was hit by the cuteness of the milk cat, could not hold back and gently picked up the kitten.

The soft and silky feel in your hands is simply the best in the world!
To be continued...