The eerie loop of time made Bao Gucheng, standing at the edge of the grave pit, have a deep and distant look.
It was as though there was an invisible thread always pulling him here, yet preventing him from seeing clearly.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Keep digging until the coffin is open."
If his guess was correct and the people like Chen Long had indeed buried it again, then this grave pit arranged in a hexagram was far from ordinary.
No matter what, everything here had to end quickly; he had lingered in Qingcheng for too long, and he was a bit uneasy about the situation back in the capital of the Empire.
Opening his phone, he found that the phone watch of the little woman was on silent; checking the location immediately, it was at Imperial University.
The tightly furrowed brow finally relaxed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up a bit.
Unexpectedly, the little woman was well-behaved in class and didn't skip any lessons.
