Eternal gate

call!

The old man in Shouti raced all the way and finally stopped.

Zhao Guo was in such a state of embarrassment. He was pulled all the way here by the rune hemp rope. Looking at the broken old trees and the broken boulders, he was hit by them. He wanted to break the rune hemp rope. However, I didn't have enough moral principles, or I didn't find the right method, and I even got dizzy.

"It shouldn't be!"

The old Taoist priest was already standing on a rock, holding an old compass in his hand. He looked at it again and again, sometimes raising his head to look at the stars in the night sky and muttering incessantly.

"Alive or dead."

Zhao Yun was looking in the direction of his body, his eyes uncertain.

Previously, he had clearly heard that the word "go" was quite majestic. The fat Taoist priests in the Ksitigarbha realm were scared to death by it. One can imagine how terrifying the existence in the ancient tomb was...

"You are not the tombkeeper!"

The old Taoist Shouti asked while looking at the compass.

Zhao Yun shook his head lightly. Not only was he not the one, Ruoshui and the others were probably not the same. Judging from the expressions of the villagers, it was obvious that they did not know that there was a tomb here. It can be seen that the tomb existed earlier than the village.

"Come on, take a rest."

The old Taoist put away the compass, sat down, took out his tobacco bag, and smoked. Amidst the smoke, he seemed to be cultivating an immortal. He was so scared that he was crawling around before, but now he seemed to be fine.

Zhao Yun got better and was still tearing the rune hemp rope, but he didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Don't waste your efforts. You will continue to earn." The old man in Shouti knocked the ashes from his cigarette and stuffed the tobacco again. "Later, grandpa will take you down together. Tomb robbing also depends on the weather. At this time, what are your horoscopes with me?" It’s very inappropriate, please wait a little longer, the time will pass.”

"I won't go, I have something else to do." Zhao Yun laughed dryly, still pulling on the rope. Grave robbing is detrimental to moral integrity. If they run into a fake corpse or a zombie, they don't have to come out.

"Grandpa is here, don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid as long as you are here."

"It's rare to see such an honest junior like you." The old Taoist priest said with great sincerity.

"This junior is only in the True Spirit Realm and can't be of much help."

Zhao Yun finally gave up and felt a little regretful. He should have run away earlier.

"Ordinary tombs don't need your help, but this one! I really need to find a boy to keep me company." The old shroud yawned. Perhaps he was bored, and actually told Zhao Yun about the ins and outs of digging ancestral graves, " Tombs are different from each other. There is a lot of emphasis on the person who goes down to the tomb, the method of going down to the tomb, the time... In such a tomb, which two people are the most suitable to sit down, and they have to be tied with yin and yang ropes, um... also It’s the rune hemp rope that binds you, this is no ordinary rope..."

Zhao Yun didn't say anything. He didn't listen to a word of what the old Taoist Shouti said. He just thought about how to escape. This fat Taoist priest was really a dedicated master. He did a thorough research on robbing ancestral tombs. Tomb robbing is a technical job. Son, this person should be at the expert level.

"Come on, baby, I'll give you one." The old shroud man was still saying.

"I believe that senior...will kill people and silence them." Zhao Yun also sat down.

"I still have a very professional ethics." The old man in Shroud curled his lips and took a sip of wine. "We are different from those bastards from the Corpse Clan. I only take treasures. I don't steal corpses or kill people."

"Then senior, aren't you afraid that I'll hug you out?"

"Have you seen this gourd?" The old man in the shroud opened a corner of his clothes and revealed a small gourd. "It is filled with forgetful water. After drinking it... I will not remember anything about going to the tomb."

"Senior, I've been drinking a lot from others over the years, right?" Zhao Yun whispered.

"Compared to killing people, this method is more harmonious." The old man stroked his beard deeply.

Zhao Yun was silent again. Look at the old Taoist's posture, the water that forgets love...he has to have a taste.

The old Taoist didn't say anything and just sat cross-legged with his hands supporting his big fat face. In the moonlight, this guy wearing a shroud made people feel unnatural and creepy.

"Who is...buried in the tomb?"

It took a long time to hear Zhao Yun's words, mainly out of curiosity.

"The devil knows."

The old man in Shroud shrugged his shoulders. He had stolen most of the tombs for so many years and didn't know which family they belonged to. In his opinion, it didn't matter which family they belonged to, as long as they had treasures... he loved whoever they were.

Zhao Yun buried his head and considered whether to invite King Yin Yue out so that the old Taoist could see that the ancient corpse of the Tianwu Realm was also King Yinyue. Hong Yuan would have to be wary of him if he saw it!

You know, during the Warring States Period, King Yinyue's combat power...should be unmatched.

In the mountains and forests, the yin is getting thicker and grayer, and ordinary people would probably freeze to death here.

Zhao Yun took a look, took out a wad of paper money, and threw it away.

"Looking for death!"

The old man in Shroud raised his hand, and he collected all the paper money that had not yet reached the ground.

"Is there any significance to this?" Zhao Yun asked doubtfully.

"As I said, this is not an ordinary tomb. Don't scatter paper money randomly." The old Taoist put his hands in his hands. "The tomb is damaged and the Yin Qi is leaking. If paper money comes again, that guy may cheat the body."

"To be honest, this junior doesn't really believe it, it's so evil." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

The old man was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took out one of the paper money that he had collected earlier and threw it on the ground.

Woohoo...!

Suddenly, Yin Qi surged.

In addition, there was a whining sound, whether it was the strong wind or the wailing of a ghost.

Zhao Yun realized it, and Ma Liu picked up the paper money.

It was an eye-opener tonight. There really were such mysterious things in the world, but he still didn't understand. What was the relationship between paper money and corpse fraud? Or was it some kind of rule between Yin and Yang?

If Moon God was still awake, he would be able to give him a perfect explanation.

His family's Xiu'er was the ancestor who dug graves.

"Here, let me show you something interesting."

The old man in the shroud pulled Zhao Yun over, raised his hand and put it on Zhao Yun's eyes, and dyed two drops of water. The unusual water had a strange smell. It burned his eyes for a while, and then became cool again. The dye made Zhao Yun's eyes black. , Even if you have a heavenly eye, you will be disturbed by this water disaster.

When it cleared up, what I saw was a scary scene: people wearing armor and holding spears were walking past not far away, like soldiers fighting, neatly lined up in two teams, walking at a pace Unanimously and strangely, each of their shoulders was covered with dust, their expressions were dull, and their eyes were empty, like a walking corpse without any emotion.

"Yin soldiers?"

Zhao Yun frowned.

I am sure it is a group of Yin soldiers, carrying Yin energy wherever they go.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the opportunity."

The old man in Shouti took out the wine flask again.

Looking at this guy's demeanor, there's no surprise at all. It looks like... he's seen him once before.

Zhao Yun was relatively calm. He had seen ghosts, even the Yin soldiers. He was not as shocked as he imagined. What he was curious about was that the legendary Yin soldiers took advantage of the passage and actually existed. Was there no way out from the underworld? Borrowing the way to the underworld, or is there a war in the underworld, and are you rushing to fight it?

"The underworld and the yang world are intertwined at a certain time and in a certain place." The old man Shouti was showing off his knowledge again, "For these three or two moments, that piece of land belongs to the underworld... and also to the yang world. That's how it came about. The Yin soldiers borrowed their words, but in fact, they are still walking the path of the underworld, but they only appear in the human world. Most people can't see it, and even if they see it... they won't provoke them."

"What are those dark soldiers... going to do?" Zhao Yun asked immediately.

"I don't know." The old man in Shouti took out his pipe again, "I only know that wherever Yin soldiers use their way, there must be big graves; conversely, where there are big tombs, there may not necessarily be Yin soldiers using their way."

"It's really mysterious."

Zhao Yun murmured, wanting to run over and capture a Yin soldier for study.

However, just thinking about it, provoking the underworld is not as simple as damaging one's virtue.

When he looked, the Yin soldiers disappeared as they walked.

"It's time, let's go."

The old Taoist Shouti put away his pipe and headed straight into the depths of the mountain forest.

Behind him, even though Zhao Yun didn't want to go, he was still dragged over and tied by a yin-yang rope.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

When he came to the big hole again, the old Taoist jumped in without thinking.

Zhao Yun also followed suit.

It was pitch black down below, the yin energy was quite strong, and his energy and blood were as strong as his own. He couldn't help but shiver. He felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from the depths of the darkness, watching the cool breeze blowing behind him.

The old Taoist was a connoisseur of Taoist techniques. He sacrificed three fireballs and hung them in all directions to provide lighting. He found the passage to the tomb and walked all the way in, taking every step cautiously.

Zhao Yun followed behind, looking left and right.

This tomb passage is dry, but extremely cold.

Sometimes, you can still hear the rustling sound, like mice gnawing wheat.

When they reached a certain place, the old man in Shouti calmed down, picked up a stone and threw it forward.

"roll."

Suddenly, a cold snort resounded, the silence was majestic and cold.

Zhao Yun's expression suddenly changed, and he flew back. After retreating, he was pulled back by the old Taoist.

"Don't make a fuss."

The old man in Shroud stroked his beard and took a step forward.

Zhao Yun wanted to laugh when he heard this. The first time... you ran faster than me.

As for the word "get out", it was not spoken by humans, but a sonic device in the tomb. The purpose was to scare tomb robbers. However, the old Taoist magicians had special skills, so there were already clues.

Going further inside, there are ancient patterns on the walls.

Zhao Yun was watching all the way and couldn't tell which era it was.

Pound pound pound!

The old man in the shroud was not idle either. He carried his fly whisk and knocked on it all the way, as if listening to the sound to identify the position. There are so many talented people who pick up graves, and they can know the secrets in the tomb just by listening to the sound.

"Which dynasty pattern is this? Can you tell who is buried?"

Zhao Yun asked. He had read many ancient books but had never seen such patterns on the walls.

The old Taoist didn't respond. He suddenly stopped walking and stood still like a statue.

"senior?"

Zhao Yun pulled the yin and yang rope and called out softly.

The old man in Shroud slowly turned around, but his face was no longer kind. It had become ferocious and a little twisted. There was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his white teeth were exposed. No matter where he looked, he looked like a fierce ghost. , coupled with the shroud he was wearing, it looked even more terrifying.

Zhao Yun frowned and took a step back subconsciously.

The old man in Shouti was faster, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up.

"I believe you." Zhao Yun's face turned red.

We agreed not to kill anyone and silence them, but we haven't even arrived at the tomb yet, and now we're clearing the place?

Without thinking much, he waved a high-level explosive talisman in his hand.

However, before the explosive talisman exploded, he felt someone poke him.

When I looked again, he was still standing there steadily, and the old man in shrouds did not pinch his neck. He was still holding his fly whisk and knocking on both sides of the tomb passage. It was as if nothing had happened.

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