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"Xiao Menghan, my name, hello." Xiao Meng Han looked at the figure in front of his and tried to extend her hand.

The figure in front of Xiao Meng Han looked at Xiao Meng Han's hand, then looked down at his own hand, then opened his own finger, and tentatively touched Xiao Meng Han's finger, and then immediately released it. There were a few odd sounds rolling in his throat, and finally, he said two stiff words: "Cold Sand."

"Leng Sha, what's your name?"

Xiao Meng Han looked at the figure in front of her and nodded her head. She then looked at Leng Sha and asked, "Yours?"

Leng Sha shook his head at first, but after a moment of hesitation, he nodded his head again. However, he still appeared a little more alert. Occasionally, he would look at the unconscious Miao Siqing on the ground.

Xiao Meng Han finally understood that the reason he was on guard against her was because she had been knocked out.

Xiao Meng Han didn't know how to explain. She had a hunch that the cold sand in front of her must have some sort of special relationship with Er Duoteng. Or perhaps, they both had secrets that no one else could know, and this secret was the key to unlocking the poison in her and Miao Siqing's bodies.

Leng Sha reached out to scratch his head before turning his head to look at Xiao Meng Han. It was as if he was hesitating, but he finally made up his mind. He pointed at Miao Si Qing and made a walking gesture towards Xiao Meng Han.

"You want me to carry him and follow you?" Xiao Meng Han looked at the cold sand and pondered for a moment. Then, she turned around and carried Miao Shiqing into the coconut grove.

Many places in the coconut forest were dark and cold. The areas where the moonlight couldn't penetrate were dark, making it difficult to see one's own fingers. The cold sand made it seem like a fish in water, with no signs of tripping.

Xiao Meng Han followed Leng Ning's steps and walked unimpeded, not running into a coconut tree, and not taking a wrong step. If one were to look carefully, one would notice that Leng Sha's footsteps had a certain route, and every step Xiao Meng Han took landed on the footprints of Leng Sha.

Cold Sand heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. He turned his head to look at Xiao Meng Han in surprise. This coconut grove was not an ordinary coconut grove.

After walking for who knows how long, he finally stopped in front of an especially thick coconut tree and looked back at Xiao Meng Han.

Xiao Meng Han smiled sincerely at the cold sand, quietly waiting for the next move of the cold sand.

Cold sand began to beat about the tree trunk. If one did not pay close attention, they would not notice that a pair of pitch-black palms were slapping against the tree trunk in accordance to a pattern.

With a crisp sound, the middle of the tree suddenly split open. The inside of the tree was actually hollow.

Leng Sha reached his hand into the tree to feel around for a while. The black coconut forest in front of him suddenly changed into another scene. A small house appeared in front of Xiao Meng Han and co.

This huge coconut tree was right in front of the small house. There were some things planted around the house. Moreover, there was grass behind the house, so it was not coconut trees.

The moonlight shone down like water on the small house. A short table and wooden chair were placed beside the small house.

Xiao Meng Han knew that this table and chair had been here for decades. He followed Leng Sha to the front of the wooden house. Leng Sha hesitated for a moment before opening a door at the side of the wooden house, and pointed at it, indicating Xiao Meng Han to go in.

There were no lights, and the room was getting darker.

Xiao Menghan only saw a bed placed at the foot of the room. The bed was covered with some dried grass, and there was also something piled up at the corner of the room. Because it was dark and Xiao MengHan could not accurately guess what it was.

Leng Sha left after saying one word, "Sleep." When Leng Sha went out, he closed the door behind him and stood in the courtyard. He didn't go to any other room, his head was slightly raised, his gaze was like looking at the moon in the sky. Leng Sha was just standing there, who knows how long he would have to stand there.

Xiao Meng Han placed Miao Siqing on the bed, resting on the dry grass. He no longer needed to sleep outside.

However, Xiao Meng Han always felt that there was a mysterious and ancient atmosphere around here, just like the few pillars supporting the house. Xiao Meng Han used her hand to feel the engravings on the pillars, and although he couldn't see clearly, he felt that they were very long ago.

Miao Siqing woke up with a howl. She turned around and mumbled, "Grandma, I'm still sleeping. I don't want to sing Beijing Opera early in the morning."

"That's not Beijing Opera."

"If it's not Beijing Opera, then what's that?" He looked at Xiao Meng Han who was standing in front of him, and suddenly remembered where he was. He blinked his eyes as he looked up at the ceiling, and in the next second, he screamed out, "How did we die? Is this a grave or an underworld palace?"

The howls outside stopped because of Miao Shiqing's words. There was only the gradually calming sound of heavy breathing. It was the sound of cold sand.

Xiao Menghan had been standing by the window, staring at the cold sand in the yard. He turned around and glared at Miao Siqing. He then got up and pushed open the door and walked out.

Miao Siqing was completely baffled by the stare. This room looked like a tomb or an underworld palace. It had a round dome, and there were all sorts of strange patterns and decorations.

Miao Siqing had only seen this on television before in the tomb of an ancient emperor. When he saw that Xiao Menghan had left, he hurriedly stood up as well. However, when he moved, he discovered that the pain in the back of his neck was excruciating.

His actions were really ruthless, and he didn't know how to show mercy to the fairer sex. He was such a beautiful woman, yet he was able to knock her out so easily.

The cold sand outside was like a statue, quietly gazing at the light of dawn starting to shine in the east. He could not see the sun, but he could feel the warmth that made his blood boil.

Xiao Meng Han stood behind the cold sand for a while, but the cold sand seemed to have no idea about what was going on, and was staring at the east in a mesmerized manner.

It was quiet, there was a strange kind of silence in the air, the cold sand did not seem to hear Xiao Meng Han's words, it was still standing.

Miao Siqing, however, could not help but mutter, "Are you deaf?"

"Miao Siqing." Xiao Menghan's voice was much deeper and more dignified. She looked at Miao Shiqing with a cold and warning gaze. This was someone else's territory. The strong dragon even nodded his head in acknowledgment of friendliness.

Miao Siqing pouted and scratched his head. Couldn't he just grumble? What the hell was this place? Why would he be here the moment he woke up?

The cold sand did not react, only until the sun rose from the coconut trees in the distance did its body sway a little, and then it fell to the ground with a thud, snoring loudly.

"Sleeping?" Miao Shiqing's mouth was wide open. She had fallen asleep on the ground just like that? He pointed at the cold sand on the ground and looked at Xiao Meng Han in confusion. Could you tell me what's going on?

Xiao Meng Han probably hadn't been able to sleep well for the past few days, as this place was filled with strange things. He looked around and then started walking, he was sure that the history here was at least a hundred years old, and perhaps even longer. This made Xiao Meng Han very curious about this place.

Seeing Xiao Menghan's actions, Miao Shiqing immediately followed suit. She did not forget to look around and asked Xiao Menghan, "Do you think there will be treasures here?" I mean something more worth examining. "