Chapter 238: The Manchu Relics

Yuan Hong jumped down from the narrow hole first, and Zhang Yue followed closely behind, his arms tensed, supporting the cave wall so as not to fall too fast. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The hole grows wider the further down it goes, and the diameter of the entrance is just over a meter, but when it reaches the bottom, it reaches two meters in diameter. Zhang Yue's arms were wide open, so that he could barely hold on to the cave walls on both sides.

Finally, the two of them went down to the bottom of the cave and looked up here, and when they entered, the entrance was only the size of a bowl, and it was about twenty meters away from here.

The Yuan family would build a secret room more than 20 meters underground, I don't know what kind of secret they want to hide?

On the wall of the cave at the bottom of the cave, there is a small iron gate one meter high. The small door was riddled with rivets and had a few spots of dark red rust on the surface, but the whole door was still largely intact.

Yuan Hong took out a key from his waist, opened the iron door, and bowed down and walked in. Zhang Yue also walked forward with his body hunched. It's also a passage, it's pitch black, and you can't see anything clearly.

He took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and it didn't take long to see a small iron door appear in front of him. Zhang Yue didn't know why the Yuan family had set up so many obstacles, giving people the feeling that it was not to block the entry of outsiders, but to prevent the things inside from escaping.

"Zhang Yue, this is the biggest secret of our Yuan family, and only I, the head of the family, know, please be sure to keep it secret." Yuan Hong said to Zhang Yue while taking out the key.

Zhang Yue nodded.

Yuan Hong inserted the key into the hole, turned it twice, and slowly pushed open the iron door. Turning on the light, the chamber suddenly became bright.

In the middle of the chamber lay a huge stone, and a wrinkled old man, dressed in a shabby robe, with shriveled skin that looked like a dried corpse, and most amazingly, a long braid pressed underneath him.

"Is this a Qing Dynasty zombie?" Zhang Yue asked Yuan Hong.

"No, this is my uncle, now a living dead. In modern parlance, it's a vegetative person. ”

"You mean, he's still alive?" Zhang Yue's tone was a little surprised, this Manchu relict was still alive. Feel it carefully, this old man still has weak breathing, and his biological functions are not completely invalid.

"I guess that cultivating martial arts should increase a person's lifespan, and my uncle was a martial arts master before." Yuan Hong said.

"Alright, I'll bring you to meet someone, you can give me the scroll of the Law of Luck."

"No, it's a vegetative person." Zhang Yue shouted, Yuan Hong is too pitiful, such a vegetative person has no autonomy at all.

"I just said to bring you to this person." Yuan Hong deliberately set a trap on Zhang Yue and tricked him in.

"Count you insidious, I admit it."

Saying that, Zhang Yue threw the scroll in his hand to Yuan Hong, anyway, it was useless for him to take it, just give it to him.

Yuan Hong held the scroll in his arms, and if he had obtained a treasure, with this scroll of luck, he would be able to touch the threshold of martial arts. Even if you only reach the first realm, you are several times stronger than ordinary people.

"Can this old man let me tinker?" Zhang Yue asked Yuan Hong. After all, it is the ancestor of the family, in case it is damaged, and he can't bear this responsibility, so he should ask Yuan Hong's opinion first.

"Play whatever you want."

Yuan Hong's mind was all on the law of luck, and he didn't bother to care about Zhang Yue and the vegetative man.

Zhang Yue walked in front of this Manchu relict elder, and he didn't know why the people of the Yuan family shrank him on the stone bed with chains, and he didn't think too much about it.

This old man is still alive, which means that the soul is still attached to this body, and the body will decay and decay, but the soul will not, as long as his soul is detained, you can ask him questions.

In the past, Zhang Yue, as the pinnacle powerhouse of the immortal cultivation world, had many means, among which there was a trick called Soul Restraint, which could knock the enemy's soul out of the body. You can use this trick to knock out the old man's soul and send it back after asking the question.

Zhang Yue stretched out his left hand, then stretched out his right index finger, and then drew it on his left hand. As he drew the track, a golden rune appeared on the palm of his left hand.

Yuan Hong, who was on the side, was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Yue's miraculous means, he looked at the runes in Zhang Yue's palms in a daze, even if he glanced at it, he felt as if his soul was about to be pulled out of his body by the runes.

"Hey, are you looking for death? didn't cultivate, and dared to stare at it. Zhang Yue reminded Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong felt the power of the rune, and quickly turned around and took a few more looks, afraid that his soul would be pulled out of his body.

Soul Arrest!

The rune on the palm of Zhang Yue's left hand slapped on the old man's forehead, and he pulled it up hard, ready to use the power of the rune to pull out his soul.

However, just as he pulled, the mutation protruded.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light in his eyes, and a roar similar to a monster came out of his mouth, which frightened Zhang Yue and took a step back slightly.

"Look, I've awakened your vegetative ancestor." Zhang Yue said to Yuan Hong.

"Damn, why did you wake him up? Didn't you see our Yuan family chaining him to the stone bed? Just to prevent him from escaping. Yuan Hong scolded.

At this moment, Zhang Yue noticed that the old man's eyes showed scarlet blood, and a hazy blood mist floated up and down his body, and he opened his mouth wide and yelled, as if he was about to bite someone.

Hiss!

Zhang Yue gasped, he had seen this situation before. I still remember the last time an iron box was suppressed under the Palm Heaven Peak, and the box was detained by a middle-aged man dressed in late Qing Dynasty clothes, who was also extremely fierce, and was later thrown into outer space by Shou with the law of space.

Zhen'a's painting was also found in that iron box.

"Zhang Yue, what should I do? My uncle is a master of martial arts, and it won't be long before he can break free from the chains, and when the time comes, he will definitely kill us, drink blood and eat meat. ”

"What's the panic, with me, can he still eat you?" Zhang Yue said calmly.

"Then you should think of a way." Yuan Hong lost the majesty of the head of the Yuan family in the past, and he was in a hurry.

Zhang Yue walked to the old man's side, leaned his nose over and sniffed him, there was no corpse smell, indicating that he had not become a zombie.

Normally, even if you become crazy, you can't become in this state, this is simply madness. It's weird.

"Since it's not a zombie, then there's still a soul, let's pump your soul out." Zhang Yue said secretly in his heart. The human soul is the calmest and most honest, and unless it has been greatly wronged, it will become very violent, just like Han Xin did before.

He once again imprinted the rune on the old man's forehead on his left hand, like a magnet, pulling the old man's soul out of his body. (To be continued.) )