Song Yanqing was a little funny: "I'll buy some presents then."
"They'll love whatever you buy," Joe said sincerely
Song Yanqing's identity, will not give low, and Mu family how can not hate song Yanqing.
That is to say, song Yanqing winked at Abe, and he understood it.
Miss Qiao doesn't provide any information, so it's very easy for him to go out and inquire in the shopping mall.
For them, it's not difficult to do these things. The young master and miss Qiao go to deal with the affairs, and he happens to help the young master choose the gift.
The car stopped at the downstairs of Meng Chengyu's residence.
It's broad daylight now, and there are few people near the building. It's inconspicuous to park the car nearby. When song Yanqing and Qiao got off the bus today, they attracted a lot of attention.
They are used to this kind of vision and walk towards Meng Chengyu's home in the community.
Although Meng Chengyu didn't give the key, it was too easy for Qiao to enter the door.
As soon as they entered, they saw the square sarcophagus placed in the living room.
The coffin board has been lifted, which means that the sarcophagus is now opened.
Just two steps ahead, you can see the woman lying in the sarcophagus.
This scene is a bit of a challenge to people's endurance limit. It is the right choice for Meng Chengyu and Yang Qiulu not to come back.
Song Yanqing is somewhat puzzled: "why put her here? If you need a safe place to hide, I can provide it. "
"Both Yang Qiulu and Meng Chengyu are the holders of the time point. I put it here to see if she would have any conflict reaction with them. When Meng Chengyu saw Yang Qiulu, his heart beat very fast, which almost triggered Yang Qiulu's direct awakening."
Song Yanqing nodded to show that he understood, and then walked with Qiao today.
This gorgeous woman, still lying in the sarcophagus, wore a black tassel crown and a red robe, but it was not like a wedding dress.
4000 years ago, human civilization was just developing, so we should not have such a dress up.
But Joe himself existed thousands of years ago, and naturally knew that some things were only reburied over time.
When song Yanqing saw the woman in front of her eyes, her dark pupil suddenly sank.
A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was thousands of people kneeling down, the open land of yellow sand, the wind swept up thousands of miles of yellow sand, they all knelt down on the ground, solemn and solemn.
"High priest!"
"High priest!"
"With my life, with my blood, I offer to heaven! Hope that the high priest will be revived in a thousand years and rejuvenate the world! "
"With my life, with my blood, I offer to heaven! Hope that the high priest will be revived in a thousand years and rejuvenate the world! "
……
Boundless, serious and even sad.
A man, male and female, even old and young, knelt on the ground, prayed for heaven, and then cut his neck with a knife.
The red blood, like the most gorgeous and hot rose, blooms on the yellow sand.
The yellow sand howls all over the sky, just like the sad cry of a fierce ghost, instantly sweeps the whole earth, and the wind rolls up the yellow sand, covering all the shadows in an instant.
All these were buried under the yellow sand.
Song Yanqing frowned slightly and murmured, "high priest?"
Is this the past he saw?
Joe looked at him in a flash: "what do you see?"
It's a talent that can't be compared.
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