I felt someone walking around next to me, and I touched myself, and the touch was a stinging feeling, and I felt weak and uncomfortable, but I couldn't open my eyes.

Is it Li Liang's brother?

I struggled weakly, but I couldn't open my eyes, and my mouth couldn't open anymore.

Some harsh voices can be heard in my ears: "It's a thousand years... Personality... God..."

The last bit of consciousness is starting to blur...

Having said that, the side led by the tomb owner was really eerily silent, and the three of them wandered in the tomb without touching a single mechanism.

The eerie graveyard began to seep water, and gradually the sound of water dripping down could be heard.

Mo Qing stopped all the way, looking left and right. The little attendant followed Wang's pace indifferently. But the tomb owner didn't dare to relax a little, and he couldn't figure out the cloudiness of this ghost.

Liao Zijun retreated one after another, these two monsters were completely beyond imagination, no matter how they fought, they couldn't be killed! Even if they had broken their hands and feet, they could still stand up and keep attacking. As long as there is a slight distraction, you will be gouged out by these two monsters.

Liao Zijun moved more and more slowly, avoiding the attack of one, but was hit by the other and was knocked back a few steps. As soon as I looked up, I saw that the four hands were approaching with sharp claws, and suddenly I felt dizzy, my heart tightened, and it was over...

Suddenly, blood splattered and all four arms were broken, and the two monsters were kicked out.

It was the wood that arrived quickly: "Young Master, where are you injured?"

Liao Zijun was supported by wood, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and said, "What about them?"

Mu replied, "Young Master Qin is moving in the opposite direction, and the others have not yet fallen. ”

Liao Zijun looked at the two monsters with severed hands and stood up again, frowned and said, "Damn!

Mu immediately protected Liao Zijun behind him, picked up a bronze sword next to him, and said, "Young master, be careful, they will hand it over to me." "I don't have the same ability as Gongzi Qin, but I already have an idea in my heart.

After a while, the scene was a little bloody, the wood divided the two yin puppets into five pieces, and Liao Zijun glanced at the corpse, which was still wriggling after death.

Liao Zijun said indifferently: "Let's go." He continued on his way. Mu Tou followed behind and asked, "Isn't the young master going to chase after Gongzi Qin?" Liao Zijun replied, "No." ”

The two of them walked into the passage one after the other, and behind the passage was an iron-wood bridge between the cliffs, the board bridge was very long, and some faint moonlight sprinkled down, but they could not see the starry sky when they looked up.

Mu Tou said: "Young master, the little one will explore the way first." ”

Liao Zijun nodded and said, "Be careful!" Watching the wood step on it, the iron chains swayed and squeaked.

The wood didn't look down, and I remembered what my grandmother said, crossing the bridge without looking at the soles of my feet, crossing the road without looking at the grave, and kneeling and knocking three times and nine times at a glance.

After a long time, Liao Zijun heard three cicadas from the opposite side, so he stepped on it with confidence, walked over quickly, and joined the wood.

Mu frowned and said, "Young Master, it seems to be a dead end." "There were walls all around and there was no going out.

Liao Zijun stretched out his hand to touch the cold stone wall, and suddenly there was a sound in his ears, and the wooden meteor strode over to see that the wooden bridge was broken!

Liao Zijun said calmly: "Don't panic, there must be a way out if the back road is broken, the graves of the ancients are not like now, dig a pit and bury it." ”

Hearing this, Mu Tou also felt that it was very reasonable, what the young master said was what he said, and he also reached out and groped on the stone wall.

On the other side, the tomb owner stood there a little impatiently, watching the man walk leisurely and slowly, this speed... The snails are faster than him! I couldn't help but cry out: "Are you trying to save people? So slow!"

Mo Qing glanced over, the tomb owner was silent, and the little follower glared at him fiercely, how can you control the master!

It took an hour to complete a tomb road, and the tomb owner was helpless, and he couldn't help but doubt, could he be suspicious? Next, seeing him follow himself as he wished, he dispelled this idea again.

After turning around, he finally arrived in front of a tomb, and the tomb owner pushed open the door, walked in and said, "This Taoist priest usually lives here, but now he has gone out." ”

The little attendant entered first, looked here, and saw that there was no one in the house, so he came out and reported: "Master, there is no one inside." ”

Mo Qing walked in and saw that there were just some things from her daughter's house in the house, and it seemed that the Taoist priest was a woman.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", the door of the tomb was closed, and the little follower was injured by a yellow charm and fell to the ground, frowning and saying: "Master, that ghost has betrayed, this subordinate can't open it." ”

Mo Qing looked at these furnishings and reached out to pick up a strand of hair on the bed, which was Xue'er's. It seems that going around and around is back to square one, perhaps, there is not such a big place here at all.

The tomb owner outside the door smiled coldly and said, "Hmph, fight with me!" However, before he finished laughing, he saw that the tomb door in front of him was shattered, his smile froze, and his wide ghost eyes were full of fear.

In front of me, there was a sound of "bang bang" in my ears, and things were broken one after another, and the five small turtle steles placed here were shattered.

As soon as his eyes lit up, the candle flame spontaneously combusted, Zhang Xue was tied to the cross, and Liao Zijun, Mu, and Li Liang formed a circle around Zhang Xue, and the four of them were unconscious.

The woman smiled strangely, and behind her stood a row of puppets, and her voice was hoarse: "I didn't expect that there are ghosts who can see through our deception." ”

The tomb owner lowered his head and came to the woman's side, but was knocked to the ground by a yellow charm of the woman, and the pain was terrible, she scolded: "Useless thing!"

Mo Qing's cold voice: "What are your intentions, the so-called curse is just your Gu, this Wang Er Village does not have any underground wealth, where did you get these things?"

The woman's cold voice said: "There is no underground wealth here, but there is treasure! As long as there is this girl, everything is mine!" The puppet beside him became entangled with the thousand-year-old ghost.

Mo Qing said, "How did you let her go?"

The woman said strangely: "Let her go?" I have been looking for thirty years before I found such a superb personality, which was born in the lunar year and the moon. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "If you die, I will let her go." ”

The little follower was anxious, and shouted: "Hugh is rude! The subordinates will die for the master! Master, you still have a great cause to accomplish, you can't!" kicked away a yin puppet, angry that these things are hard to beat and die!

The woman stood in the dark, her long hair was draped down, she couldn't see her face clearly, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, walked towards Zhang Xue, stepped on Liao Zijun's body with one foot, as if walking on the ground, her thin hand pinched Zhang Xue's little face, and said coldly: "Have you thought about it?"