Nanzhi walked through this underground space, stopping occasionally, suddenly feeling like a tomb raider.
Unfortunately, after walking for so long, she still hadn't seen where the coffin was.
The further she went inside, the deeper the sense of isolation from the outside became, as if she wasn't walking towards a place that was farther away, but deeper.
It was the depth underground.
Su Nanzhi felt a bit annoyed thinking that she had only taken her eyes off Professor Jiang for a moment, and he had ended up going underground.
With such luck, how on earth did he manage to grow up?
Incredible.
It could almost be listed as one of the top ten unsolved mysteries of metaphysics.
The Buddha Beads around Su Nanzhi's neck became hotter and hotter, indicating that the person she was looking for was not far ahead, but at the same time, the ground beneath her feet also got softer, as if she was stepping on jelly, bouncy and elastic.