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Holy...... The strip-shaped slab I just copied is the lid of the coffin?

turned his head and saw that the dried corpse inside had been turned over, and it was estimated that it was the scum of Shu Baitong. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a piece of clothing that has been torn to shreds for an unknown number of years, but it can still be vaguely seen from its traces that it is not a modern costume.

I don't have much interest in the dead, I just feel a little detrimental to yin morality. But it's just a little uncomfortable.

Looking up at the stone slabs on the top, the regular holes glow with a faint natural light. There are also these tiny dark spots on these spots. This is already in the belly of the mountain, and the light is definitely not coming in directly, it should be reflected countless times to send the sunlight down, so there will be those dark spots that are blocked by the debris accumulated all year round.

The light is not very bright, but after a period of adaptation, you can barely see what is going on in the cave.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Hum......"

Suddenly a whimpering cry sounded in my ears, and I looked back at the little girl who was so dirty that she couldn't see the color of her clothes. At this time, she was kneeling on top of the dead man, and when she saw me looking back at her, she was so frightened that she immediately closed her mouth, but her shoulders still couldn't help but tremble.

Born into a family of Guwu, I have seen killing since I was a child. For most martial artists with ancient martial powers, they don't have much compassion for ordinary people. Anyone who stands in the way of their purpose, or who neglects it in the slightest, is likely to be killed by them. Even the big families who talk about the narrow sense on the surface.

Of course, that includes me.

I remember the first time I killed someone when I was 14 years old, and there was a thug outside the school who stopped Momo from coming home. He ended up being beaten to death by my punch after punch.

But-

Maybe I'm not a good person, but I have my principles.

and those whom I have slain have deceived me, insulted me, and sinned against me. or to do unrighteousness.

Shu Baitong, there were rumors in Songming City that he was a cold-blooded man who killed his father and devoured his brother, and his six relatives did not recognize him. I didn't expect that it was not only killing people without blinking, but even sucking human blood and devouring human flesh. It is really heaven and earth that do not allow scum.

I took a look at the little girl, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and yet she had to suffer such a disaster, which was really sympathetic.

"Cry if you want to, I won't hurt you."

Glancing at her helplessly, I turned and walked towards the rest of the chamber to see if I could have any surprises. As for comforting her...... Hehe. This is not a TV series, and there are not so many awesome orators. In reality, not all pain can be relieved through words. In the face of some things, you can only bear it yourself.

Slowly, the thoughts spread out, enveloping a radius of about ten meters. Thoughts are such things as being invisible and invisible, as if they liberate the human spirit from the brain. Under the shroud of thoughts, any wind and grass cannot escape the eyes of the law.

Walk to a corner where a bonfire is lit, and it's still burning. The flames continued to sway in the direction of the wall, and it seemed that this was the vent of the burial chamber. There is a travel bag next to the campfire, open it and rummage through it. There were some snacks and water inside, as well as some equipment for field trips such as compasses and flashlights, and I didn't see a photo until I turned to the bottom.

This is a family photo, and the little girl in the middle is bright and moving, and she is cute.

"Alas......"

Silently sighed. With a flick of his right hand behind him, a pebble came out of his hand.

Rock!

Listening to the sound of the stones falling, I turned and picked up the girl who had fallen to the ground and placed her on the hay by the campfire.

Fortunately, I kept an eye on her and kept an eye on her. Otherwise, it will be another tragedy if it is shot with a stone.

I gently rubbed her temple when I hit her, and a true aura passed to prevent bruising.

Looking at the dirty, tear-filled face, I still felt a little soft-hearted. He took off his trench coat and put it over her.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is just too soft-hearted!"

Looking down at the strip of cloth wrapped around my chest, I couldn't help but curse myself in my heart. His injuries are not healed, and he still cares about this little brat.

But I just complained casually and picked up the flashlight I just found. The search for the burial chamber began in earnest.

In fact, there is nothing to search, and when you go down from the entrance, there is only such a passage, a burial chamber. I don't know if there's a dark room, after all, I'm not a professional grave robber.

Soon at the entrance to the tomb, two bodies were seen, both wearing the hard hats used by the miners. They were all fatal by Shu Baitong's claws in the chest. Then there are the tooth marks on the neck.

The power of the flashlight was not bad, and it immediately illuminated a mural more than ten meters long around the stone wall.

On the mural, there is no life experience of the deceased, and there are no ghost legends. Rather, it is two volumes of martial arts cheats.

With his unforgettable memory, he quickly imprinted all the context diagrams, action diagrams and words on the wall in his mind, and then sat back by the campfire and meditated.

The two volumes of cheats are a practice and a martial arts move that goes with it.

And this martial arts move is exactly the claw gong used by Shu Baitong! No wonder he felt a little bit of a doorway after being scratched. It turned out that he had learned it from this ancient tomb.

The name of the claw method is "Yin Eclipse Soul Claw". The claw wind is cold and cold, and after practice, it can be accompanied by yin and evil qi, and the evil qi enters the body, just like the corpse poison in the body, and the yin soul is possessed by the body, which is extremely painful.

It's another martial art full of evil spirits, but I think the "Hundred Refinements and Breaking the Extreme" I practiced can also be regarded as an evil skill. Especially after transforming into the Five Poisonous Evil Body, I didn't dare to let Momo see it, for fear that she would dislike me.

However, there is no good or evil in art, whether it is good or evil, it is all man-made. This martial art is combined with the toxins in my body, and it will be a big killer weapon in the future. Just what the doctor ordered.

Let's take a look at the volume of exercises, the scientific name is "Huangquan Gong", a first-class and superior exercise, after cultivation, the true qi in the body is cold and floating, and it is a dexterous type. And you can use yin qi to improve your cultivation.

Borrowing Yin Qi to improve cultivation?

A flash of doubt flashed through my mind, and after reading it carefully, I didn't feel a little surprised. This exercise can actually be cultivated with the help of the yin qi left by the dead!

According to the Yin-Yang family, there is indeed Yin Qi in this world. It is especially vigorous near the graves of the dead. But can this thing really be cultivated?

I thought about it with suspicion, and again in my mind I repeated the exercises, and before I knew it, a few hours had passed.

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