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Chapter 142: Chongyang Relics

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Hua Twelve couldn't help but smile when he saw the water pool in the cave. If nothing else happened, the waterway into the ancient tomb should be here.

He turned around and said to Ma Chunhua: "We are here. You will go down first and I will come right after!"

This thing is just like tomb robbing, there is a lot of emphasis on who commits the crime first, and outsiders can't believe it at all. Even though Ma Chunhua is now his woman, who knows what is going on in her heart. If she takes advantage of him and tries to trick him, she will probably...

Enough to choke.

Hua Twelve thought well, but before he finished speaking, Ma Chunhua threw the package she was carrying on the ground, then knelt down and cried loudly: "Senior brother..."

As soon as the word "Senior Brother" came out of her mouth, Ma Chunhua felt that this title was a bit disrespectful now, so she cried and changed the title: "Ms. sir..."

But after calling her husband, I felt that it was inappropriate. She was just a concubine. If she usually called her like this, it would be fine. Now I was afraid that it would add fuel to the fire. I immediately fell to the ground crying and screamed miserably.

:

"Master!"

Then he burst into tears and said:

"Chunhua is really wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. I did have half-hearted intentions before, but the girl Chunhua was ignorant at that time. Now Chunhua is my person, and Bai Juan is still here. Chunhua has not sorry for me!"

As she spoke, she took out the Baijuan from that night and spread it out, only to see a dark red plum blossom on it.

Hua Twelve saw that her face was full of tears and her eyes were full of pleading. He asked in confusion: "Ma Chunhua, what are you doing? And I asked you why you can smell the stench these past two days. It turns out it's this Bai

Juan, such a hot day makes you stink!"

He said a little impatiently: "Hurry up and stop making trouble for me!"

Ma Chunhua cried: "Then senior brother won't let me die?"

Hua Twelve said in surprise: "Who told you to die?"

Ma Chunhua raised her head, with tears on her face: "Senior brother just said, you have reached the point, let me go down first, and you will arrive later. Isn't it that senior brother is thinking about what happened before Chunhua and wants to die with me?

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Hua Twelve covered his face: "Where are all these things!"

He put down his hand and took a look at Ma Chunhua's increasingly tall figure, and decided to forgive her. After all, she was so stupid!

Immediately he said angrily: "Hurry up, who said I will die for my love with you? If I die for my love, I will hug you and jump into the river when we cross the Yellow River, and we can even go into the sea together!"

"You're not bad looking, but I didn't expect you to be more beautiful. You've lived enough and I haven't lived enough yet. Hurry up and take out the oilcloth bag and sheepskin water bag I bought at the market. Let's go into the water and go to another place!"

When he said this, Ma Chunhua reacted, and she burst into tears and smiled. While she was digging things out of the package, she complained coquettishly:

"Why didn't I ask my senior brother before that you didn't tell me where I was going? Then I took them to such a remote and dark place and let them go into the water. Can you blame me for my random thoughts?"

Hua Twelve laughed at the side and said: "What are you calling me, senior brother? It was quite nice to call me "ye" just now. From now on, I will call you "ye". Come and call me "ye!"

Ma Chunhua rolled her eyes at her man charmingly, and called out softly and shyly: "Master!"

Hua Twelve asked Ma Chunhua to take out the two oilcloth packages he had prepared in advance and put all the things he had brought into them. He himself picked up the sheepskin water bag and blew it.

After a cup of tea, Ma Chunhua carried an oilcloth and an inflated sheepskin water bag with an anxious look on her back. Under Hua Twelve's impatient urging, she carefully entered the water.

Hua Twelve also carried an oilcloth parcel on his back and jumped into the water with a sheepskin water bag.

Sure enough, there was a water channel going downward under the pool. The two men held sheepskin water bags and dived diagonally downward one after the other.

Ma Chunhua hesitated and dived in the water for a while before stopping and not daring to move forward. Hua Twelve couldn't tell her to hurry up in the water, so he got angry and kicked her on the butt, which hurt her.

Only then did he move forward again.

After walking for a while, the water was already pitch dark, and it was impossible to see his fingers. Even if the two of them were within three feet of each other, Hua Twelve could no longer see Ma Chunhua's shadow.

After walking like this for about half a stick of incense, Hua Twelve felt extremely stuffy, so he put the spout of the sheepskin water bag in his mouth and took a few sips.

But at this moment, he felt his body hit something. He fished it out with his hand and found that it was a person. After touching it, he confirmed that it was Ma Chunhua.

But what made Hua Twelve feel bad was that Ma Chunhua was unresponsive at this time and was completely floating in the water.

Hua Twelve knew it was not good, he was drowning.

He held Ma Chunhua in one hand, sped up his feet, and strode forward with all his strength.

After walking for a while, just when he was almost starry-eyed and thought he was going to die here, there was a crash and his head burst out of the water.

He kept walking, took a few deep breaths, and strode out of the water with Ma Chunhua under his arms. Then he quickly laid her flat on the ground, leaned over and checked, and found that although she was not breathing, she still had a weak heartbeat.

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Hua Twelve felt relieved and quickly helped him start artificial respiration.

After a while, Ma Chunhua suddenly spit out a mouthful of water, and then began to spit out water and cry loudly.

"Okay, isn't it okay?"

Hua Twelve picked him up and held him in his arms, comforting him for a while.

Ma Chunhua then cried: "Master..., I thought I was going to die this time!"

Hua Twelve said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you to take a few breaths into the sheepskin water bag when you feel like you can't hold it in any longer?"

Ma Chunhua whimpered: "I didn't hold any of them, the water bag floated away!"

Hua Twelve was speechless. He was still a martial arts practitioner. If he hadn't caught it, this girl would have really died this time. He let Ma Chunhua rest for a while, and the two of them continued to move forward.

After leaving the water channel, the terrain went all the way up, and there was no light around. Hua Twelve could only move forward by touching the stone wall. It seemed that this was a semi-natural and semi-artificial secret passage.

In the darkness, Ma Chunhua hugged Hua Twelve's arm tightly and refused to let go. She didn't know whether it was because of fear or cold, but she asked in a trembling voice:

"Master, what on earth is this place?"

Hua Twelve thought for a while, and then told Ma Chunhua in the dark what happened between Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying.

Ma Chunhua is also the same age as Hua. She once had beautiful fantasies about love. When she heard that the lovers Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying could not get together after all, she couldn't help but sigh.

Hua Twelve said with a smile: "This is not the point. The point is that Wang Chongyang was the world's best martial arts master at that time. How could there be no secrets left in the Tomb of the Living Dead he built?"

Ma Chunhua is also a martial arts practitioner. When she heard the magic secrets, she immediately became excited and her body stopped shaking so much.

After walking for about half an hour this time, the two of them seemed to have approached a stone room with no way out.

Hua Twelve opened the oilcloth package, took out a large piece of butter wax that he had prepared in advance, lit it with a fire stick, and immediately illuminated the stone room.

There was nothing special around the room. Hua Twelve looked up and saw that the top of the room was densely covered with handwriting symbols. On the far right, there were four large characters "Nine Yin Manual" written in it.

When Hua Twelve saw these four words, they were so beautiful. He had read some novels about traveling to the 'Deer Cauldron' or 'Blue Blood'. The protagonist in the book was looking for the relics of the Double Ninth Festival, and they often said that they had been weathered for hundreds of years.

So much.

At that time, he did not believe that there was a well-preserved stone tablet in reality, and the writing was clear after thousands of years. There was no wind, sun, wind, frost, snow, or rain in this stone room, so how could it be weathered?
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