Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Fortunately, Zhang Haixiong's words worked. When they heard the blood was about to flow out, they finally looked down at the golden ground as if in a trance. A sad whimper instantly came from Zhang Shouxu's throat, and his stiff body finally began to move. When he raised his foot, the golden mud fell from the soles of his shoes. The mud was so soft that he made a pit with every step.

Zhang Hailou, who was still covering his wound, also looked dazed. While he was still looking at the ground, Zhang Shouxu's movements made him subconsciously step up and follow. His hands were always covering her neck, where the blood was still flowing out. When her body began to get cold, that place was the only place where she still had warmth, and it was also the last place where her body temperature would disappear.

The crowd had originally gathered in a circle, but when Zhang Shouxu and Zhang Hailou walked towards the glass coffin, they spontaneously moved to both sides. Many of them stubbornly stood where they were and refused to move. Only when the people beside them gritted their teeth and pulled them back did they stagger and make way.

Is this their punishment for deceiving others? To make them witness their loved ones being buried in the coffin?

She is so cruel...

It all looked like a grand funeral, with more than a hundred people escorting the deceased. However, the funeral was very simple. Apart from a beautiful glazed coffin, everything around it was black. Instead, the road where the crowd walked was dyed gold, but this gold was actually left by the new owner of the coffin.

Wu Xie, Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yuchen, who were also standing on the edge, all had their bodies stiff. They were standing not far from Fatty Wang and the others, and their hazy red eyes were following Zhang Shouxu, Zhang Hailou and the people between them.

This was the first time they saw her, the first time they saw her true face, and similarly, it was also the last time they saw her.

How did it become like this?

How could this person, whom they thought was their sister, their other lover, become...how could this become!

Were they really wrong? Shouldn't they have lied to her?

Wu Xie looked at the dazzling gold on the ground, his Adam's apple rolling slowly.

Even though there were many people gathered there, the gold was still so dazzling that it stung his eyes.

She is so beautiful, just like herself, stunningly beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people lose their minds. But, how could such a beautiful, gentle and kind person be forced to commit suicide by them?

As if something in his heart was hurt, Wu Xie suddenly raised his hands to cover his face, and his legs thudded to his knees on the ground. He looked like he was injured and in pain. He bent down and curled up, his whole body trembling. Faintly, one could hear his rapid, suppressed breathing and sobbing.

Why did the person who accompanied him through the most painful period and saved so many lives end up like this?

How could he accept this?

Hei Xiazi and Jie Yuchen on the side did not disturb him. They were also feeling very uncomfortable, and it was good enough that they could stand still.

Coming back here, Zhang Shouxu, holding the child, did not walk fast, even a little slowly. He glanced at the crowd around him and looked at the beautiful glass coffin in front of him. He felt like he was stepping into the deep sea, his mouth and nose were covered by sea water, and he gradually couldn't breathe.

To put his lover into the coffin with his own hands is a hundred times more painful than to send him to hell.

Although Zhang Shouxu's pace was not fast, they finally brought her to the coffin. The lid of the glazed coffin had been opened long ago, and there was even a soft white cotton pad and beautiful everlasting flowers inside. Everything was exquisite and beautiful, but in the eyes of these tomb robbers, it was even more terrifying than the wooden coffin containing the bloody corpse of a rice dumpling.

Zhang Shouxu looked at the coffin, and his hands, which had been holding the person steadily, began to tremble uncontrollably. Zhang Hailou was not much better off either. His hands and arms were already covered with flowing gold. The moment he approached the coffin, his hands suddenly lost strength and slid straight down from the wound. Inertia caused the golden liquid on his hands to splash on the coffin and the ground like flowers, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Zhang Qiling, who had been following closely beside him, seemed to have lost his soul, with only his body still moving. He looked at the person in Zhang Shouxu's arms, then at the coffin next to him, his face expressionless.

Being placed in a coffin was a scene he was very familiar with. As the head of the Zhang family, he had lived for more than a hundred years and had helped to place countless people in coffins. But now, he could not accept the scene before him.

When Zhang Shouxu finally bent down and placed the person in his arms very gently into the coffin, people around him could not help but let out suppressed and distorted sobs, and the sounds were suppressed to the extreme.

Is this really the only way?

They have waited for so long, is this the only outcome they can get?

In fact, there are still many people among the crowd waiting for a miracle, just like in the past, their beloved ones can always conjure up all kinds of magical things and save them all miraculously.

She is the miracle itself, so will there be new miracles happening?

There is still a spark in their hearts that has not been completely extinguished.

When the person was put into the coffin, Zhang Shouxu maintained a bent posture for a long time before slowly withdrawing his hand. His arms and clothes were also stained with a lot of gold, but he didn't care about it. He stared at the person in the coffin, and tears wrapped in blood fell drop by drop, dyeing her body and the cotton pad in the coffin with bright red flowers.

This is his lover...

When the girl was lying completely flat in the coffin, the wound on her neck began to gush out golden blood with body temperature again. Obviously, a lot of blood had already flowed out before, but it was still flowing out at this moment. Everyone watched as the white cotton pad she was lying on was gradually dyed golden, and even the everlasting flower next to it seemed to begin to emit a golden halo.

For the first time, they realized so deeply that there was so much human blood, enough to drown all of them.

"squeak……"

Little Fubao, who had been curled up on the child's shoulder from beginning to end, finally moved. He shook his little ears, climbed up again, and flew silently into the air while calling softly. The sharp and piercing squeaking just now turned into an extremely dead silence.

[Close the lid. This coffin can freeze time. Perhaps when Tiandao wakes up, He will have a way.]

There was not a single ups or downs in Xiao Fubao's voice, but everyone was slightly stunned. Then they all suddenly raised their heads and looked at it. The pairs of eyes that were originally dull suddenly began to glow faintly.

Yes, the Way of Heaven, they also have the Way of Heaven!

We don't know when Heaven will awaken. It could be decades, hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. Don't be too excited, and He may not be able to solve the problem.

Little Fubao didn't look at them. His gaze stayed on the person in the coffin, and his words were still extremely cold. But people didn't feel sad. Instead, they looked like children who had received candy, and their eyes began to sparkle.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! As long as there's a chance, no matter how long it takes, they're willing to wait!

Zhang Hailou, who originally felt weak all over, raised his legs and walked to the other side of the coffin lid almost in an instant. As soon as he grabbed it with his hand, Zhang Qiling next to him had already lifted it up. Zhang Hailou hurriedly helped to adjust the angle. Everyone watched the two of them carefully close the coffin lid slowly, leaving the sleeping person in the coffin covered with a light layer of glass film.

When the last crack was closed, the golden handprints left by Zhang Shouxu and Zhang Hailou when they grabbed the coffin gradually disappeared. The coffin actually had a self-cleaning function. Only the golden blood flowing out of the people inside was still soaking the cotton pad at the bottom, dazzling.

"Gulu..."

"Guji..."

When everyone was looking at the person who seemed to be sleeping in the coffin, two octopus-like creatures nearly half a meter in size were moving quickly under their feet. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the side of the glass coffin, and were clinging to the glass coffin, one on the left and one on the right.

We clearly agreed that if we want to hurt you, you have to step over our dead bodies first, but why did you end up hurting yourself?

"What should we do next..."

After looking at the person in the coffin for a long time, Zhang Shouxu finally spoke again. His voice was hoarse and low, as if his vocal cords had been scraped by a knife, and what he said made everyone's eyes flash with confusion.

Yeah, what can they do next?

Having lost their loved ones, they were like sheep without their leader, stuck in the same place, not knowing what to do.

Little Fubao looked at this scene, his dim eyes still calm. He looked at the sealed coffin and squeaked.

【Take my sister home, it’s too dark here. 】

Its words were like a lamp being lit. Everyone instantly had a goal and began to act in the blink of an eye.

They clearly didn't communicate, but they were in perfect harmony. The person in front lifted the coffin spontaneously, while the people behind dug away the stone (solidified molten lava) soaked in golden blood, leaving nothing behind.

They would never let anything of hers be lost.

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This will be a little faster, although I haven't figured out how to make Yueyue turn back hhhh, my head is bald.