"We're here!
We're here!" Mo Yitong shouted as she threw her clothes straight into the sky.
A happy smile appeared on her face.
The few people behind Mo Yitong also began to cheer happily.
The azure sky and white clouds finally arrived at the legendary ruins of the ancient building.
Mo Yitong jumped up and down in joy.
The scorching sun burned people's skin.
Mo Yitong sat on the ground with her companions.
The golden sand was slightly hot.
Mo Yitong looked at the front deeply.
The smile on her face gradually faded away and then disappeared.
She suddenly stood up with a sad look.
The so-called prosperous and prosperous Loulan Kingdom was now so desolate.
There was sand everywhere, and she couldn't even see a plant.
If it weren't for those historical records, she wouldn't have thought that this place would be a beautiful charging plain thousands of years ago.
She couldn't help but sigh.
Mo Yitong turned around to look at her companions who were on their expeditions.
She sat on the floor, exhausted, and cried out in pain.
"I'll look around first.
You guys rest first.
It won't be so hot in the evening..." Mo Yitong said as she walked forward step by step.
The person behind her might be too tired, but she only opened her mouth noiselessly.
After walking about two hundred meters, Mo Yi Tong felt that there was something flickering in front of her.
Driven by curiosity, she nervously walked into the shining place.
There was nothing special.
It was just golden sand.
Mo Yitong thought to herself.
Just as she was about to turn around and return, she realized that there seemed to be something unique in the sand.
"Is it an ancient currency?" She muttered to herself as she squatted down and used her hand to gently touch the object of the original form.
It was a golden circle, slightly bigger than a normal ring.
What was this?
Mo Yintong wanted to take it back and ask his companions.
However, as she stood up, she heard a creaking sound, similar to the sound of her grandmother's old wooden door being opened when she was young.
Her heart skipped a beat, wondering if it was some kind of trap.
She looked down and realized that there was a square hole under her feet.
The ancient wooden cover emitted a moldy smell.
It turned out that the ring of the original form was the ring of opening the hole.
She sighed at the wisdom and culture of the ancient people and slowly squatted down, leaning against the hole and watching it carefully.
It was really a search in vain.
She smiled happily and stood up to shout to her companions, "Hey!
There is a hole here.
Come and see it!
Look at the hole!" The people who were already exhausted and rickety on the sand heard Mo Yitong's words and their interest was instantly piqued.
They excitedly ran over and looked at the cave that had been discovered by accident, revealing looks of surprise.
"I really didn't think that there would be results!" A male cried out in alarm.
"Yes, yes, what hole is this?
Is it an ancient tomb?
Could it be left by the grave robber?" "It doesn't look like it.
Which grave robber made the hole so beautiful?
You see, there is a pattern on your plank?" "What pattern is that?" Mo Yitong half-knelt at the entrance of the cave.
She took out a magnifying glass and a small brush as she swept away the sand and examined it carefully.
"It seems that a man and a woman are dancing..." "No way?
I think it looks like safflower and green leaves..." Mo Yitong said softly.
"Let me see..." A slightly obese boy came over.
"Ah!" Mo Yitong felt as if someone had squeezed her.
With a shout, she fell in and fell to the ground.
Mo Yitong rubbed her forehead and it hurt so much.
She saw that her fingers were also lacerated by an unknown object, and were bleeding drop by drop.
"Mo Yitong!" Yi Tong seemed to have heard someone from above calling her.
Her voice was weak as she looked up.
There was only a bright spot on it.
Her heart was thumping.
Oh my god, I actually fell from such a high place.
She had no time to care about how I fell, so she agreed and quickly got up to find a way out.
"Yi Tong..." It seemed that there was someone still shouting, but her voice was weaker than before.
She raised her head again and seemed to see that the spotlight was getting smaller and smaller.
"What's going on?" Yi Tong exclaimed in her heart.
"Am I descending?" She subconsciously looked at the dark walls around her.
It was dark and gloomy, so she couldn't tell.
However, there was a slight breeze around her, so she could be sure that she was descending.
"Oh my God, my life is about to end!" Yi Tong finally calmed down a little.
Closing her eyes, she was prepared to die.
After a while, "Dong!" Her feet felt a little numb and her body leaned forward.
She slowly opened her eyes.
In an instant, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
It was just like the palace.
The golden walls and the golden roof were painted with colorful paintings.
Mo Yitong slowly walked over and found a picture of the victories of ancient people's parties and some unknown dance by a beautiful curly-haired girl.
"Wah..." Mo Yitong was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
At this moment, she had long forgotten her own safety.
Her companions were calling her, and she was watching this glorious scene with all her heart and soul.
Mo Yitong walked up and down and realized that the place was like a maze.
She did not know where the exit was, but kept walking, but she did not see any exit or anything similar to the place in front of her.
She walked for a while with great courage, and suddenly, another scene appeared in front of her.
It was like a separate room with dozens of big boxes inside.
Yi Tong deeply felt that this was the Imperial Mausoleum, otherwise, it would not be so glorious and grand.
She walked to a box, opened it with her hand gently, and it was filled with gold, silver, and jewelry, and it was shining brightly.
However, Yi Tong did not pay attention to these jewelry, but stared at a round object with the size of a jade plate.
She picked it up and looked at it carefully.
It was the same face and the rear design, and in the middle of the circular was a square hole, which was similar to the shape of the ancient copper coin.
It was just that at the four corners of the square, there seemed to be something carved on it.
Yi Tong touched it gently and accidentally, a drop of blood dripped on the corner of the square...
In an instant, the sky was dizzy and the earth was spinning...
"It hurts..." Mo Yi Tong frowned and rubbed her forehead with her hands, then slowly opened her eyes.
She was stunned again.
It was dark around.
She was lying on the straw, and somehow there was a smell.
Mo Yi Tong pinched her nose and slowly sat up, observing everything around her.
The dark walls were potholes and not flat.
There was a window on it, surrounded by wooden strips and iron chain.
Mo Yi Tong felt familiar with it.
After thinking for a while, she suddenly stood up and shouted, "Is this an ancient place?
A prison?" She subconsciously looked at her clothes.
It was not a denim T-shirt she wore when she came here for expedition.
Although her hair was messy, it was very long, as if it had been tied up with a cloth strap.
She patted her chest, sat on the ground and thought...
She remembered that she first fell from the cave, then went down to the tomb, and then touched the jade plate-like thing, and then, blood...
"I understand..." Mo Yitong mumbled.
She knew that she had time-traveled, and the reason for this time-travel was most likely related to something that was similar to the jade plate.
"However, this is not the time to consider the transmigration.
She looks around.
This is a cell.
How can I get into a cell?
Is it possible that my body has done something illegal and then transmigrated to suffer for her?
This is unfair.
I must go out." She stood up and found a broken green brick in the corner.
She beat hard on the chain on the cell door and shouted, "Come on, come on!
Let me out!
Let me out!" "Let me out!" Mo Yitong used all her strength to yell loudly.
Eventually, the sound of shattered footsteps could be heard.
Mo Yitong raised her head and a group of people walked over from afar.
Leading them was a tall man who was dressed in blue and held a knife in his hand.
Behind him were six men dressed in grey.
"Let me out!
Big Brother, what crime have I committed?
Do you guys want to catch me?" Mo Yitong had watched a lot of costume dramas, so she knew that she couldn't speak too harshly at this time.
After all, she was in the prison.
"What are you yelling for?
You're just a murderer.
If you're not guilty, we'll let you go.
Just you wait!" A rude man raised the whip in his hand and swung it at Mo Yitong.
Fortunately, the wooden door blocked the whip, otherwise, no one knew how badly Mo Yitong would have been beaten.
Mo Yitong shrank back as she looked at the leader of the blue-clothed men.
Her expression was cold, but her gaze was gentle.
She looked at him silently for a while before saying calmly, "If you feel wronged, then tomorrow's court will be held in justice.

Stop yelling.
Save your effort.
It's useless." After saying this, she waved her right hand.
The six men behind her all turned around and walked out.
The blue-clothed man took another look at Mo Yitong and followed her out.
Mo Yitong thought to herself.
Although this blue-clothed man had a serious expression and a cold voice, her divine eyes seemed to have seen something different.
She couldn't even say what it was.
Mo Yitong suddenly shrugged her shoulders and said to herself, "What's the point of thinking so much?
Maybe I'll be faced with a head cut once I'm here.
I'd better think about myself..." She sat down on the ground and swallowed her saliva.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious before she started to shout again.
Her voice was burning with anger and she really wanted to take a sip of water.
At this time, there was another wave of footsteps, but they were not as broken as before.
It seemed that there was only one person coming.
Mo Yitong said with a click, "Is he here to kill someone?
It's not common in ancient times?" "Are you thirsty?
Drink some water!" A bowl of clean water was placed outside the cell unsteadily.
Mo Yitong thought to herself, "Could it be poisoned?
Don't drink it." "You don't drink?" "I..." Mo Yitong raised her head and realized that it was actually the blue-clad man.
His expression was still cold, and the corners of her mouth seemed to have lifted up a little.
Mo Yitong walked to the door and lifted the bowl through the gap.
She drank it in one gulp and wiped her mouth.
With a bright smile on her face, she said, "Thank you, Brother Guan!" "Haha..." The man seemed to be laughing, but his facial expression did not change at all.
He said, "Weren't you crying out for injustice just now?
Aren't you afraid now?" "What are you afraid of?
At worst, I'll die.
Maybe I'll be able to wear it back..." Mo Yitong said indifferently.
"What did you say?" The man in blue asked in confusion.
"Uh..." Mo Yitong suddenly thought that this person didn't know anything about transmigration, so she said, "I mean, I'm not afraid, because my lord will definitely give me justice!
I'm Qing Bai!" Mo Yitong smiled and looked at the blue-clothed man.
The blue-clothed man crossed his arms in front of his chest and nodded, "Yes." Then he turned around and was about to leave.
"You are leaving?!" Yi Tong called out.
"What's wrong?" "Let's sit down and chat.
Let's be friends!" Mo Yitong said with a smile.
She was naturally lively and passionate.
Anyone who saw her as a good friend would want to know about her.
"Haha..." The blue-clothed man laughed again, still without any expression on his face, and said, "When you prove your innocence, let's make friends again..." After that, he walked away quickly.
Mo Yitong curled her lips.
Who was willing to befriend someone who was about to be beheaded?
She shrugged her shoulders, stood up, and piled up the straws one by one.
Looking from afar, it really looked like a short bed.
Mo Yitong hummed a tune and slowly fell asleep...
"Wake up!
Wake up!" A rough male voice interrupted Mo Yitong's good dream.
Mo Yitong stretched and lazily asked, "What are you doing?" "My lord wants to interrogate you!" The rough man opened the cell door and used an iron chain to bind Mo Yitong's hand.
He gave her a hard push, "Let's go!" Soon, Mo Yitong walked out of the rowdy and stinky Libya and came to the outside.
The air outside was especially good.
A gentle breeze blew on Mo Yitong's face, making her feel extremely comfortable.
She turned to the runner behind her and said, "Big Brother, how many hours is this?
Isn't it supposed to be the morning court?
Isn't it supposed to be held tomorrow?" The runner sneered.
"Humph, what's wrong?
Are you afraid of death?" "Don't be afraid.
It's not a big deal.
Humph, I'm just curious.
Let's ask." "Hmph, you're the one who caused such a ruckus and alerted our General.
General, we'll definitely put you to trial today!" The runner said disdainfully.
Mo Yitong was secretly thinking that they would surely die.
Could it be that their physical body had really killed someone?
Then I would truly behead them.
If I didn't cut off their heads and sent them to the border area, wouldn't that be even worse?
No, I have to tell the truth.
I'm not someone from this era.
"What are you thinking about!
Let's go!
Don't delay the general's time!" The servant pushed her.
Soon, they came to the court.
"Kneel down!" The runner fiercely pushed and Mo Yitong fiercely leaned forward.
However, she did not kneel but said, "General, I am not the murderer.
I am not a person of this era at all.
General, please investigate carefully!" "Stop spouting nonsense.
Get down on your knees!" The runner behind him gave him another push.
Mo Yitong once again leaned forward, but she still did not kneel.
When she raised her head, she realized that there was only a table and chair in front of her, not a so-called general.
"Didn't you say that the general is going to interrogate me?
Where's the general?!" Mo Yitong turned her head and asked.
"I'm here!" Mo Yitong quickly turned around with a loud and majestic voice and saw a man dressed in golden armor sitting in front of her.
"General." "Kneel down!" The servant in the back saw the general and quickly knelt down.
Only Mo Yitong stood upright.
"Why aren't you kneeling?" The general asked coldly.
Mo Yitong raised her head and saw the blue-clothed man standing next to the general.
He seemed to be using his mouth to tell her, "Kneel down..." "I won't kneel!" "Why?" The general in front looked at Mo Yitong with a thoughtful expression.
"General, I'm not from this era, and it's impossible for me to kill anyone.
I was an adventure girl, and I came to the ancient Loulan ruins with my companions this time.
We were lucky enough to encounter the ancient Loulan Imperial Mausoleum.
I seemed to have touched something as big as a jade plate inside, and I felt a little dizzy.
When I woke up, I was lying in your cell.
I thought, I was time-traveling." "What nonsense?
You're time-traveling?
Why don't you say you've become an immortal?" A servant behind him questioned.
"Yes, this girl is probably out of her mind!" Another servant said.
Then, a burst of laughter came from the public hall.
"Shut up!" the general said majestically.
The runner behind him immediately took a few steps back and did not dare to speak again.
Mo Yitong raised her head and looked at the general sitting in front of her.
Cupping her fist, she said, "General, please investigate carefully!" The general didn't say anything.
He observed Mo Yitong's expression silently and pondered silently.
It seemed that this girl didn't lie.
She wasn't nervous at all.
This shouldn't be the case.
Moreover, how could a girl kill so many people?
But, time-travel?
This was something that he had never heard of before.
It sounded so bizarre.
After a long time, the general turned his eyes to the blue-clothed man beside him and said, "Left Zuo centrally, what do you think?" The blue-clothed man glanced at Mo Yitong and hesitated for a moment before replying, "General, your servant is foolish.
I dare not say..." The general's lips curled into a smile and said, "Why should I believe you?" Then he looked at the runner and asked, "What about you guys?
What do you think?" "Perhaps he's mad?
General..." "I think she was deliberately talking nonsense." "That's right.
It's impossible to travel through time..." The general nodded before shifting his gaze back to Mo Yi Tong and said, "Tell me, what right do I have?" "This..." Mo Yitong was at a loss for words and could only remain silent.
"You'd better stop arguing!
Someone, carry the body up!" The general shouted loudly.
"Yes, I am..." After a while, a corpse covered in a white cloth was placed next to Mo Yitong.
No matter how bold Mo Yitong was, she had never seen anything like this before.
When she saw the corpse, she quickly dodged a few steps.
She frowned as her heart started pounding.
"Tell me!
Why did you kill him?" "I...
I didn't kill anyone.
I'm not a person of this era!" Mo Yitong tried to defend herself once more, but she didn't feel convinced anymore.
"Hmph!" The general gave a cold snort and walked to the corpse's side.
He bent down and suddenly lifted the white cloth.
The green-faced corpse was so frightened that it let out an agonized cry.
"You said that you didn't kill people, so why are you so nervous?" The general asked as he stared at Mo Yi Tong's eyes.
"I...
I...
any girl who sees this will be...
scared..." "Hmph!
I think you're guilty!
Speak, why do you want to kill him?" The general's stern voice made Mo Yitong shiver a little.
She slowly turned her head to look at the deceased.
Suddenly, a strange scene appeared in front of her: The deceased, a strange person wearing a mask.
With one slash, blood would splatter all over the ground...