Huang Wanrou came to the broken door and turned her head to look at Old Man Yan, "Old Yan, what's wrong here?" ”

Old man Yan frowned, looked at the extremely abnormal pointer, and hesitated, "The yin qi here is too heavy, I'm afraid that many people have been martyred." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wang Haibo glanced at Old Man Yan with disdain, and sneered: "This kind of tomb is not allowed to kill hundreds of people, if you are afraid, go up, don't be crooked there." ”

Old man Yan's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he endured it again.

Huang Wanrou saw that he didn't speak, so she smiled, "Okay, it's almost the same, if you don't go in, the sky will be bright." ”

Wang Haibo curled the corners of his mouth, squinted at Old Man Yan, and took Zhou Yan to take the lead and walked in.

Old man Yan pursed his lips and followed behind with his junior brother and uncle and nephew, in the dimness, no one noticed, and a trace of coldness flashed on his wrinkled face.

Shi Lan looked at the entrance of the cave with a faint gray smoke, hesitated for a moment, and took a step behind her, Huang Wanrou looked at her calmly, although she didn't speak, Shi Lan just knew that she meant to let her go ahead.

Shi Lan shrugged her shoulders and followed Yao Jinpeng, who was walking behind.

Huang Wanyi pulled Leng Qingyue to walk at the end, behind the palace.

A group of eight people walked in the dark corridor, the miserable white searchlights illuminated the road ahead, and the murals carved on both sides of the walls showed everyone a magnificent but colorful picture under the light.

The tomb is very wide, and there is still plenty of room for both of them, and the walls on both sides are full of figures decorated with gorgeous costumes, concave and convex reliefs, extremely realistic expressions, and bright and dazzling colors, which are decorated with vivid murals, making people almost have the illusion that they are going to walk down the wall.

The tomb road is very quiet, and everyone's footsteps on the ground will bring out an empty echo, which makes Shi Lan, who is entering this kind of place for the first time, very nervous.

Wang Haibo, who is at the front, has been carefully tapping the wall with a short shovel, accompanied by the sound of empty 'bang', Wang Haibo will listen to the stone wall for a while.

The most common defense method for the tomb with a long history is the mechanism technique, which is Wang Haibo's housekeeping ability, and his purpose in the front battle is to break the mechanism in the tomb and clear the obstacles for the people behind him.

I don't know how long I walked, but the surroundings were always calm, and there was no usual arrow protection in the cemetery, which made everyone's mood relaxed.

Zhou Yan was even in the mood to comment on the murals on the wall, if it wasn't for Wang Haibo to stop it, she would probably have to cut off a piece and keep it as a souvenir.

On the other hand, Old Man Yan kept silent, and the small flashlight shone on the compass, as if there was something worthy of his attention.

Shi Lan and Yao Jinpeng followed behind Old Man Yan, and when they saw this, they tilted their heads and glanced at it, the pointer on the compass was like a malfunctioning fan, constantly turning back and forth.

Shi Lan subconsciously picked up the flashlight and glanced around, and found that the black smoke had turned into a thin mist, lingering on everyone's side in a hazy manner.

Shi Lan was startled, a large cold sweat broke out in her vest all of a sudden, and she felt the cold and cold air that made people shudder through her clothes.

After walking for dozens of meters, there were two forks in the road in front of them, after everyone stood still, waiting for Wang Haibo and Old Man Yan's decision, Wang Haiqing is good at organs, and he is not proficient in this ability to distinguish the direction, fortunately, Old Man Yan eats this bowl of rice, so everyone's eyes are looking at him two, but it is better to gather on Old Man Yan.

At this time, Old Man Yan's expression was extremely grim, and he stared at the compass for a long time before directing everyone to go to the left.

Entering here, Old Man Yan is the leader here, and everyone also looks at him.

Shi Lan was no exception here, still following the steps of the person in front of her, but after taking two steps, she felt that it was just a blink of an eye, and the front was covered by fog, and Yao Jinpeng, who was originally following her, suddenly disappeared at this moment.

The surroundings were so quiet that it was as if entering a vacuum, Shi Lan's heart was flustered, and a cold sweat immediately broke out in his vest.

Taking a quick breath, she used her flashlight to shine around in a panic, only to find that the black fog around her was terrifyingly thick, and the walls on the side had condensed black water droplets, and they continued to flow down the walls.

Shi Lan subconsciously stopped, the water stains at her feet slowly spread towards her, Shi Lan couldn't help but take two steps back timidly, and shouted in a low voice: "Old Man Yan." ”

The tomb was empty, and her shouts pierced through the tomb and sent out bursts of echoes, which made her creepy for a while.

Although Shi Lan has entered several worlds, her experience is still not enough after all, plus she has always dealt with people, and it is the first time for her to deal with ethereal and unpredictable ghosts.

Shi Lan's hands began to tremble, and his legs were as weak as noodles.

She didn't know anything about the ancient tomb, and the fur she once knew was useless to her at the moment, and the knowledge that the original owner had learned was interrupted because of the interruption of reception, and she didn't know how to deal with ghosts, and her understanding was really limited.

"Don't panic, calm your breath and concentrate on it, chanting the chaos trick in your heart," just when she didn't know what to do, a male voice of a jade bead hitting the jade plate sounded softly in her ears, so cold and indifferent, but so familiar.

Shi Lan must be in her heart, the corners of her mouth that were deflated rose slightly, and after a pause for a few seconds, she asked tentatively: "Hao Ze?" ”

"Yes," the male voice replied lightly.

Shi Lan couldn't help grinning anymore, as if she had seen a relative, the sense of belonging made her feel that Hao Ze was not as indifferent as she thought, even if he was cold to her.

Shi Lan closed her eyes, listened to Hao Ze's words, and silently chanted the method that she didn't know how many times she practiced every day, and soon she felt that her body was light, and when she opened her eyes again, the black fog around her stepped back a few feet at some point.

Shi Lan looked at the empty surroundings and was a little dazed: "Hao Ze, are you still there?" ”

"I'm here."

Before the words fell, Shi Lan felt as if there were water waves floating in front of him, and Hao Ze's figure loomed out.

"Why are you here?" After solving the crisis in front of him, Shi Lan began to be in the mood to gossip.

Hao Ze's dark eyes had a deep meaning, "This mission has something to do with me, I'll come and take a look." ”

Shi Lan blinked incomprehensibly, and muttered to himself in his heart, he is a high God Monarch, how can this have anything to do with him?

"Shi Lan ......" Huang Wanrou's call came from afar, Shi Lan glanced at the dark tomb and frowned in disgust.

Hao Ze looked sideways at the dark tomb, always with a hint of coldness on his cold face, "Be careful of this person, she has malicious intentions towards you." ”

Shi Lan nodded obediently.

Looking at her soft and cute appearance, Hao Ze only felt that his heart was soft, so he advised: "Be careful." ”

After saying that, it slowly disappeared.