Chapter 2 Dreaming Machine
With the faint fire, Fan Li lay on the entrance of the cave, staring at the golden thing greedily. The golden thing was square, with some dust on the surface covering its light, but the golden light next to it was true.
Fan Li's blood was surging, his breathing was a little rapid, and there was a gold thing on his face. I didn't know that there were a mountain of gold, silver and jewelry in the coffin.
"The courageous ones are so brave, the timid ones are so hungry, the infinite scenery is on the dangerous peaks!" Fan Li couldn't stand it, so he ran away and went home happily to get a rope and flashlight. He put it on his waist, and a bamboo pole was inserted into the hole, and then he slipped down the bamboo pole.
As soon as the dim flashlight opened, it was shooting the golden thing. Now I saw it clearly at close range. This was the look of a book? Fan Li was a little disappointed, as if it was still a gilded book.
The dead man sitting on the coffin was wrapped in silver cloaks too tightly, and he could not see any inch of his skin. He didn't know what was covered with silver light, spotless on it, almost the same as the new one. Even the color was extremely bright, not as if it was old.
This coffin seems translucent, with a faint soft blue light, which can glow? Could it be a fluorescent stone? Such a big mouthful should be valuable, maybe it may be priceless. The eyes suddenly turned green, and the little heart was beating.
Fan Li took the bamboo pole and went to hook the book, but the bamboo pole was short and could not reach it. He gritted his teeth, untied the rope from his waist, boldly stepped forward, and the bamboo pole poled the book to the ground.
Finally, I was frightened and held the "book" in my hand. With a stroke of my finger, I found that the golden light was shining. The book box made of gold was slapped off the dust on it a few times, and a strange relief picture appeared on the cover. It was almost exactly the same as the Hehuan Buddha in an ancient Indian temple. The man sat cross-legged on the ground, with a woman sitting in his arms. His posture was strange, symbolizing that he was practicing a technique similar to the dual cultivation of men and women.
After weighing the gold book, it was very heavy, at least two kilograms. There was also a small jade lock on the button, which emitted a green light, crystal clear and extremely complex patterns carved on it. This was a small jade lock. Fan Li felt excited, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
The small lock twisted gently, and a crisp "click" sound was heard, and it actually opened. Fan Li suppressed his excitement and slowly uncovered the lid. A trace of golden light came out of the gap.
"Damn it! The golden light is dazzling, there are treasures inside! I'm getting rich! Wow... and golden words fly out."
Fan Li was confused by the jewel qi ejaculated from inside, and suddenly reacted and rubbed his eyes. "No! How could those curved words fly? Damn it! There is a ghost."
At this moment, when Fan Li was shocked, he suddenly felt a sound coming from behind him, and something fell to the ground.
Fan Li was shocked and turned around and saw the rope! A good rope actually broke and was falling down.
"Who! Who is on top? Dad! Old man! Fan Yunwu, are you on top? Fan Yunwu, don't scare me on top." He shouted, there was no response from above, and there was no movement.
Fan Li suddenly felt tired in his heart and said in a trembling voice, "Dad! Fan Yunwu, are you on it? If you scare me to death, you will be the last one... If you will be the last one, no one will give you a pension. The matter is a bit serious. Damn! I, Sun, you are the first to Banban, who is pretending to be a monster on it?"
But it was still quiet and there was no movement at all. Through the big hole dug out, it seemed that the sunlight coming in was fading, and the blue sky and white clouds in the sky were turning gray.
Fan Li suddenly turned his head, but the coffin was still there, but the corpse on it... Fan Li's whole body suddenly exploded, and the cold sweat made a inferior round-neck T-shirt soaked in seconds.
The silver cloak that wrapped around the body and face of the body was nothing. It had been opened a little, revealing half of its lifelike face. The skin was white and tender, moist, the eyes were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes seemed to have moved.
Fan Li was shocked and frightened. He looked at half of his face and found that it was a female corpse with a stunning and delicate face? Or a beautiful and extraordinary female corpse who had defrauded the corpse?
This is indeed a female corpse wearing an ancient blue Taoist robe. It doesn't seem to be dead at all, but it's more like sitting on the head of a coffin practicing some kind of magical skills, quietly understanding the secrets of heaven, with extraordinary demeanor and a variety of demeanors, revealing a sense of majesty that no one can enter.
Fan Li didn't dare to show his anger. He stared at the female corpse who was most likely to be a zombie, quietly holding it, his hands trembling, his legs trembling, and his nerves were tense to the extreme. If there was a slight sound or abnormal movement at this time, Fan Li's fate would be very miserable, and he was very likely to be mentally broken, either becoming a mentally ill or an idiot.
In this moment, golden light flashed in the tomb, and the metal box in my hand, with a light sound, wisps of curved golden characters flew out, standing in the air.
Almost subconsciously, when Fan Li saw the words hanging in the air, he was dizzy and his eyes sting. A strange feeling came from deep in his brain, "trance".
This feeling is incredible. It is hard to imagine that it is impossible to imagine that people can still feel this feeling. If it weren't for the trance of their brains, Fan Li would have gone crazy.
Dozens of golden earthworm patterns slowly compatible in the air, an extremely complex and weird golden pattern appeared in front of you and emitted dazzling golden light.
"Gudong"
The metal box in his hand fell to the ground, and Fan Liru arrived like a pool of mud...
I don’t know how long it took, but Fan Li suddenly heard the sound of a woman laughing in his ear. The sound of laughing was very crisp and sweet, like the spring breeze and the spring water was ding. It was the voice of a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Hehehe..."
Fan Li smirked, sucked the corner of his right mouth, sucked back the saliva that was about to flow out of the exit corner, and murmured, "Ahhaha, have you had a spring dream again? I dreamed of Bingbing last week, this time it should be Feifei... I'd better have a solid dream, change one a day, it's not the same, it's all the kind of beauty who harms the country and the people. I want to come who will. It saves the entire courtship process of deceiving me, so worry-free."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a woman blowing, and a white light flashed in front of him, and the breath of Xianglan was thrilling. At the same time, he felt a chill in his body. Something was draped on his body. He looked in a daze and suddenly had a milky white robe on his body. Before he could react, a sweet and slightly playful voice came from his ears; "Fan Li? Young Master Fan! Do you want to die or live?"
Fan Li felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, and it was a bit troublesome to open them completely. He thought to himself, "Mr. Fan? Damn! I am acting with that big star who is fascinated and worthy of life. I also put on an ancient robe. This dream is level and has a level."
He said with a smile, "Of course I want to live. Beauty can die under your pomegranate skirt. Even if it dies, it will be better than living."
A white and tender hand with a little transparency twisted Fan Li's ears and smiled sweetly, "Not bad! Very good, although it's not handsome, it's enough. I finally haven't waited for a thousand years in vain. Hehe, he's smooth and slim, full of water. If you don't dare to die under my pomegranate skirt, I'll see if I don't take you off."
"Ouch! Ouch! Ears...ah...beauty! Please be a lady. This is not how the show is performed. Now I am teasing you, not you teasing me. Ah...it hurts so much!"
The beauty twisted hard, Fan Li screamed in surprise, shook her head, and finally opened her heavy eyelids. Just like a newborn baby, she saw a bald beauty in a milky white robe twisting his ears and not letting go. However, this scene was very hazy, and the beauty's face looked a little blurry.
Fan Li took the woman's hand away, rubbed her eyes, shook her head, and smiled, "Hehe, Yilin? You seem to be the little nun of Yilin, hahahaha, when did you think of me as a nun? You changed your career." While saying that, he reached out and touched the beautiful woman's bald head in a vulgar way, and rubbed her hard a few times.
Chapter completed!