Su Qiao quickly yanked Old Man Su roughly down from the bronze horse and hypnotized him.
"What happened to him?"
Jiang Han watched from the side, utterly stunned.
His usually expressionless little face now looked almost adorably blank.
"I hypnotized him."
After sealing away her memories, Su Qiao had once again become that forthright woman who disliked beating around the bush.
She did not fear others suspecting that she was a monster and simply said it outright.
Fortunately, Jiang Han had no particular qualms about such things.
"Hypnosis?"
Su Qiao gave a crude, simple explanation. "It's a technique from Medical Skills. At present, it's used more often in the overseas medical field."
"Oh." Jiang Han was curious when she had learned it, but he did not ask.
As for when she had obtained the flute or why she knew how to play it, he did not intend to ask about that either.
If she could play it, then she could play it. There was no need to dwell on it.
In any case, he knew that her hands were warm, that she herself was warm, and that she was not a ghost. That was enough.
Su Qiao gave the Golden Coffin one last look before taking Jiang Han and the unconscious Old Man Su out of the Main Tomb Chamber through another secret passage.
She then carried Jiang He's corpse on her back, intending to take it outside and bury it.
When they came out through the Tomb Robber's Tunnel again, it was nearly noon, and the sun was already high in the sky.
They had actually been inside for an entire day and night.
After finding a place to bury Jiang He, it was nearly dark.
As it happened, Old Master Su had probably been frightened inside, or perhaps