I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Stop scratching, it's cold and you'll hurt yourself," Jieyuhua stopped her.

"Tianzhen, what are you touching?" The fat man was also a little itchy, but he definitely shouldn't be like Wuxie; he might have touched something.

"I don't know anything..." Wu Xie recalled that he had always been accompanied by people on all his trips. The only place he had stayed for a long time was the spot where Xiao Ge had just disappeared.

"It's frozen," the young man confirmed, glancing at Wu Xie's hand.

"It's just a difference in constitution. After walking on the snowy road for so long, it's natural to feel itchy when you come in. The sulfur smell here is so strong. Maybe you encountered some sulfur when you were climbing. After a while, you'll feel a burning sensation. When the itching and burning sensation come together, you can't tell whether it's itching or pain."

"Mine is the same." Ling Xiao shook his hand, showing the back of his hand to everyone. There were many large and small bleeding spots on it, which looked more than Wu Xie's. If Wu Xie hadn't scratched it, Ling Xiao's would definitely be more severe than Wu Xie's.

“It wasn’t like this just now…” Xie Yuhua looked at the child’s hand nervously; he had clearly checked it carefully just now.

"That's normal, the smell is stronger here." Hei Xiazi said that he also had a few spots on his hand.

It seems that after going around the circle, only Xie Yuhua's hands were free of bleeding spots, and even Xiao Ge was not spared.

He was the only one who never took off his gloves from beginning to end; Zhuangzhuang had taken them off when he was moving stones.

"Aren't you itchy?" Wu Xie pulled Ling Xiao's hand. He knew how uncomfortable it was, but Ling Xiao seemed to feel nothing at all. As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao pulled his hand back.

"It itches, so it's best to touch it, but don't touch it everywhere. However, ingesting a small amount of this stuff can have aphrodisiac effects, so it's a good supplement. But too much can be poisonous," Ling Xiao said.

Wu Xie's face flushed slightly. Why did Ling Zi blurt out everything? Who's using a good person's grave to boost their virility?

"The key point is that it's poisonous. Alright, put on these gloves. If you feel uncomfortable, go and rest for a bit. We'll clean up this mural." Xie Yuhua handed Wu Xie a pair of gloves.

Sure enough, peeling back the surface of the mural revealed colorful patterns. The mural was very vibrant, using a lot of blood red. Under the unpredictable light source such as a flashlight, it shimmered with a glassy color, as if the entire rock was seeping out blood.

“This should be a scene of war between the Wan Nu Emperor of Dongxia and the Mongols. This person should be the Wan Nu King himself.” Cheng Yu shone his flashlight on a fat man in strange clothes sitting in a carriage in the picture.

Ling Xiao turned his head toward Cheng Yu and clenched his fist.

“This painting should depict the war that led to the downfall of the Eastern Xia Kingdom. This is the army of the King of Wannu,” Cheng Yu said, pointing to the soldiers dressed in furs and armor.

"The army here, which is far larger than Wan Nu Wang's army, is the Mongol army. This war is a foregone conclusion. They can crush the Eastern Xia Kingdom in terms of numbers."

Amidst the flying arrows and stones, the fat man stared at the faces of the Wannu people: "Why do these people from Dongxia Kingdom all look like women?"

"Is it customary for women to fight in the Eastern Xia?" Wu Xie was also curious, but the people in the painting were all exquisitely beautiful, looking extremely delicate, which formed a stark contrast with the Mongols opposite.

"No, when Grandma told me about dragons, I specifically looked into the Eastern Xia Kingdom. There's a legend in the Eastern Xia Kingdom that you never see old people; everyone is young, and even when they die, they look young. I found it unbelievable at the time, but the world is full of wonders, and even dragons exist, so this kind of legend shouldn't be surprising." Cheng Yu tried to find a reason to convince himself, and he clearly succeeded at the time.