Yin Hu was listening to Gu Shiyin explain the purpose of her visit.
Suddenly, he seed to rember sothing and touched his pants pocket.
Gu Shiyin reached out intending to push his hand, but awkwardly stopped midway and quickly retracted it: "What’s wrong, Brother Hu?"
"Just now the phone seed to vibrate, I thought it was turning on."
So that’s how it is.
Gu Shiyin breathed a sigh of relief, casually saying: "Even if it turns on, there’s no signal here, Brother Hu, my phone and laptop are out of battery as well, can’t find any information."
Yin Hu rubbed his hands together: "No problem, accompanying you in your business is more important. Why haven’t you said what you’re here for?"
Gu Shiyin cautiously said: "I don’t know how Mr. Bo’s surgery is going over there. I should be helping out, and there are just so dicines here..."
Yin Hu shook his head: "No need to worry. With Miss Xi there, miracles happen."
Although he also didn’t understand what’s so powerful about Miss Xi, she really is mysterious and awe-inspiring.
But hearing this, Gu Shiyin felt quite uncomfortable.
Yin Hu was basically her hardcore fan, yet he held such admiration towards Xi Zuzi. What’s the use of such male fans?
Not to ntion...
Yin Hu didn’t know about Bao Gucheng’s imprisonnt. If he found out, he’d surely suspect that she leaked the information.
She couldn’t allow such a situation to happen.
Dropping the Ma Jia identity is minor, but exposing herself to Bao Gucheng is major.
She wanted to take care of this useless man in this tomb.
Gu Shiyin smiled faintly: "Miracle, huh? Brother Hu, I think we’re fated to be here, which is the miracle. Do you know whose tomb this is..."
Yin Hu was very curious: "Whose tomb? Such a masterpiece, more grand than those Emperor’s Mausoleums, I really can’t guess..."
His attention was drawn once again.
Unexpectedly, instead of Gu Shiyin revealing the answer, she suddenly scread "Ah!", seemingly stepped on sothing, and was frightened into Yin Hu’s arms.
Although she wasn’t heavy and not very strong, such a sudden leap towards him, especially from an uphill slope downwards, caught Yin Hu off guard. He reached out to support her but ended up being knocked backwards.
A few steps behind him were sharp Bell Stones, tumbling back ant piercing through the heart.
But his back was towards the stones, his eyes only on Gu Shiyin, not thinking about the danger behind.
The little crow behind the stone slab scoffed: "Really stupid!"
Then its pointed beak opened and closed, tossing a feather out.
The feather floated swiftly onto Yin Hu’s arm and with a gentle flick, it exerted a force akin to ten Gu Shiyins.
Imdiately altering the angle of Yin Hu’s collision.
Originally, he should have fallen backwards, but instead he tilted to the right side. Though he hit the ground heavily and got dizzy, he was not in mortal danger.
Gu Shiyin wasn’t so fortunate.
Without Yin Hu’s support, she lunged forward straight. Despite desperately evading and balancing midway, there was no avoiding her forehead hitting a sharp Bell Stone.
Her temple was pierced, blood flowed down half her face, terribly frightening!
The little crow clicked its beak in disdain: "So ugly..."
It fluttered its wings and flew back to Xi Zuzi’s side, reporting everything that happened there.
Xi Zuzi remained languid and indifferent.
Fu Xiqin teased: "Oh, Brother Jin is so compassionate, saved a life, huh."
The little crow spat: "Who saved that fool? Just rewarded a brief life because he knew Ancestor is divine. But following that venomous woman, even nine lives wouldn’t be enough."
Fu Xiqin was sowhat puzzled: "Brother Jin, how did Gu Shiyin know about this tomb?"
The little crow: "Who cares, as long as that old thing from East Sea doesn’t co. We Ancestors don’t need to flee, we can just eat and drink here at ease."
Xi Zuzi, who had been lazily silent, suddenly parted her crimson lips slightly: "Who said Ancestors need to flee?"
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