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

All eyes were focused on Ling Xiao's face, anxiously waiting to see if the so-called "Miao method" would bring about any changes.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Just as the fat man was about to ask "And then?", Ling Xiao, whose eyes had been staring blankly and unfocused, trembled very slightly with his thick, unfocused eyelashes!

This tiny change, like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, instantly stirred up ripples in everyone's hearts!

"It moved! It moved! His eyelids moved!" The fat man was the first to shout, his voice filled with unbelievable surprise and excitement.

Xie Yuhua's heart leaped into his throat! He instinctively tightened his arms around Ling Xiao, his gaze fixed on that pale face, and he even held his breath.

Ling Xiao's unfocused pupils, after a slight tremor of his eyelashes, seemed to move extremely slowly and with great difficulty...? Although the movement was so minute as to be almost imperceptible, it was no longer utter emptiness! It was as if a stone statue that had been sleeping for a thousand years had been infused with a faint trace of life!

Then, under everyone's breathless gaze, Ling Xiao's eyes, which had just seemed to have regained a bit of "life," closed without warning!

"Closed...closed his eyes?" The fat man's surprise froze instantly, turning into even greater confusion and disappointment. "What...what's going on? There was just a little movement, how did he fall asleep again? Blackie, this stuff from Miao territory...it's not a sleeping pill, is it?!"

Wu Xie was also stunned, completely bewildered. This reaction was entirely beyond his expectations. Was the medicine not working properly? Or was Ling Xiao's condition worse than he thought?

A Ning's eyes behind the mask became even sharper. She stared intently at Ling Xiao, who had his eyes closed, and then at the dark golden cylinder in Hei Xiazi's hand, as if assessing what effect this so-called "secret technique" had. Was it a prelude to awakening, or a symbol of complete descent?

The young man frowned even more, his gaze shifting back and forth between Ling Xiao's closed eyes and the object in Hei Xiazi's hand, as if sensing some indescribable aura.

Cheng Yu's eyes were filled with complex emotions: shock, worry, and even a hint of...inquiry? He stared intently at Ling Xiao's face, as if trying to discern something from that peaceful sleeping expression.

"Black Bear!" Xie Yuhua's voice trembled with barely suppressed rage as she abruptly looked up at the culprit, her peach blossom eyes swirling with a storm on the verge of exploding. "You'd better explain yourself! Why are his eyes closed?! What the hell is this thing?!"

Black Bear slowly backed away from Jieyuhua's almost murderous gaze. Then he put the dark golden cylinder back into his tattered pocket.

“Master Hua, what’s the rush? The Miao method is all about ‘guiding.’ That little bit of smoke from the ‘medicinal guide’ just now was a guide, to temporarily gather his scattered ‘soul’ and calm him down.” He tapped his temple with the finger holding the cigarette. “He’s not necessarily asleep with his eyes closed like that. Maybe… he’s in there having a tug-of-war with that ‘thing’? Or… he’s listening to us?”

Black Bear spoke fluently, his words even carrying a touch of mystical superstition, but his final words, "Listening to us," struck some people like a bolt of lightning!

The fat man suddenly looked at Ling Xiao, who was "sleeping" with his eyes closed, then at Xie Yuhua, whose face was ashen, and then at Hei Xiazi, who had a profound and unfathomable expression. His small eyes gleamed, as if he had grasped something key.

Wu Xie was also startled. Recalling his previous speculations with Fatty, and looking at Ling Xiao's current state, an uncontrollable thought popped into his head: Could it be... that closing his eyes is part of the plan? Has the "acting" entered a deeper level? No wonder he's in the entertainment industry, I really can't tell! No, I have to get into character too, I can't hold him back!

Jieyuhua was speechless at Heixiazi's words, her anger finding no outlet.

He bit his lower lip hard, tasting the blood, barely managing to suppress his turbulent emotions. In the end, he simply hugged the person in his arms tighter, as if trying to transfer all his strength and warmth to them, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a desperate weariness and stubbornness:

"...Keep going."