Chapter 1218： 骷髅古卷 (1/2)

Hansen originally thought that Boa was pulling his hair in the back, but after reacting, he felt that it was wrong. Boa was in his arms, how could he pull his hair in the back.

Look at the snowball scared, suddenly feel the scalp numb, knowing that the big thing is not good, a fist to the back and smashed out, and with the fist turned, want to see what is behind him.

However, this boxing went out without any hindrance. Looking at the past and discovering that there was nothing on the top of the mountain, there was no one at all, and there was no shadow of other creatures.

Hansen suddenly got a glimpse, but immediately changed color. He quickly lifted Boa and said to Boa: ”Boa, do you see if there is anything behind me?”

Hansen thought it was the thing behind him and moved with him, so he didn't see what it was.

Boa climbed Hansen’s head behind Hansen’s head and said with a milky voice: “Dad, nothing.”

“No?” Hansen gave a slight glimpse of the snowball on the ground and kicked the snowball that was still there. “What did you see?”

The snowball was still trembling, and the shaking was particularly powerful. It pointed out the direction of the ancient tower and then looked like it was coming back to the soul. It climbed up and quickly climbed onto Hansen’s back. With Boa, he shrank behind Hansen and stole the direction of Guta.

Hansen frowned slightly and looked at the ancient pagoda, but he did not see anything unusual. The ancient pagoda was still the ancient pagoda and there was no change.

However, Hansen’s position can only see the side of the ancient tower. When thinking about it, Hansen slowly moved, but he did not get close to the past, just took a lap and wanted to see if there was any Nothing.

Hansen only spared half of it. Suddenly his eyes were condensed. The small door of Guta was originally blocked by a decaying gray wooden door, but now the wooden door has been opened.

And within the wooden door, he was sitting on the knees with a human form.

Now Hansen finally knows why he opened a small door. It turns out that the door is not for the past, but for the detention.

The plate sits there, just as high as the small door, and you can see exactly what it looks like.

”Isn't it just pulling my hair in the back?” Hansen had some hairy hair, and the hard skin on his body suddenly rose.

Hansen is not afraid of ghosts. There are more strange creatures in the shelter than ghosts. But if this thing is really going to pull his hair behind him, and he doesn’t even notice it, it is really terrible.

When Hansen was thinking about it, he suddenly saw that it was agitated. The snowball suddenly dared not to look at it and directly drilled into Boa’s arms.

The sly body really moved. Although it was just a white bone, there were some decaying clothes on his body. Under such a movement, the clothes were torn and the bones were poked out from the cracks in the clothes.

I saw the footsteps moving, and I came out from the small door. I had a rag of rags on my body. There was no green flame in the eyelids of the eyes.

Hansen naturally wouldn't be afraid of a shackle, just staring at it, and found that there was something in his hand.

It seems to be a scroll axis, rolled into a bundle and held in the hand, can not see clearly what the painting is, from the exposed part to see the texture, like a certain cloth, with a faint yellow old.