Due to habit, Chang Dong subconsciously said: "There is a hook needle on the scorpion tail, and it will look better if it is hooked longer."

"Is that true?" Ye Liuxi handed him the eyeliner and said, "Hook."

Changdong took the pen and said that the eyeliner was liquid. The tip of the brush was full of ink and the outline could not shake hands, otherwise the traces would be twisted.

He lowered his head and saw that her long eyelashes were raised and her eyelashes were moist.

A tick suddenly came from the car window.

When I pressed the window, it turned out to be Fei Tang.

He shivered from the cold, his collar was raised, and his face was so eager to bury it: "Brother Dong, Hui Ba and the others dug up a coffin today..."

It wasn't just digging. It was said that Kuoya and his companions had a fight, and they cut each other with iron mats. One mistake was made. The iron mat forced the gray-white Yadan earth platform to break the black inside, revealing a corner of the coffin!

"It was said that there was little manpower and the digging progress was too slow. I came back and decided, and went there overnight... I also showed me the painting on the coffin taken by my mobile phone and asked me what era it was. I secretly used Bluetooth to turn around. The style looked a bit like the portrait bricks of the Han Dynasty..."

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Changdong to see.

Once the picture is enlarged, the pixels will be despicable. In this way, people are all ink blocks with simple outlines. There is no detail to outline expressions, and all modes can only be expressed by the body.
Chapter completed!