Zhang Meng didn't remember how he finally got out of the old grave circle, but he could only vaguely feel that he was dragged out by someone. But he still couldn't believe the last thing he saw.

Ye Jiu was taken away by those Yin soldiers.

The legend of the Yin Soldier's soul detention is likely to be true!

But his ninth brother is obviously a person, how could he be taken away by the Yin soldiers?

Zhang Meng's heart seemed to have been pierced through a big hole, and the endless pain was spreading to the entire body, and this painful suffocation almost drowned Zhang Meng alive. Never, never, there is no escape.

Zhang Meng even regretted this trip to rob the tomb!

Because Ye Jiu's significance to Zhang Meng is no less than that of the father who is both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is the point of exchanging a person who is close to one person for another?

What's more, until now, the clues of a qiē are only a few fragments.

Raiko! Ye Jiu!

Zhang Meng didn't even know what to do next. Zhang Meng, whose tears had long since dried up, still couldn't accept the fact in front of him, and Zhang Meng's brain was in chaos at this moment. From time to time, a myriad of strange ideas pop up.

Not only Zhang Meng, but everyone else also fell silent. I've robbed so many tombs and seen countless demons and monsters, but nothing like this has ever happened. A fragmented clue turned out to break two people in a row. Lai Zi and Ye Jiu, the two people with the greatest ability would actually fold here one after another.

Especially Ye Jiu's matter is even more bizarre, no one believes that there will really be Yin soldiers in this world, according to the tombs they have walked through before, those Yin soldiers are just the failed products of immortality. Since it is an immortal failure, there are flaws, and Ye Jiu, who has always had a way to deal with these things, should be able to easily get rid of their entanglement. But the current facts are indeed missing Ye Jiu's figure.

Zhao San leaned against the old tree on the side and smoked a dry cigarette; Lady Na and Qingzhi looked at the sky in silence; Xiao Lou beside him didn't seem to believe that this qiē was sobbing silently; The fat man slapped himself again and again with remorse.

"I told you to be gluttonous!"

"I call you a ghost!"

"I call you the scourge team, and the partners!"

looked at the fat man who scolded himself and slapped him so loudly that no one stopped the fat man. Although this can't all be done thanks to the fat man, everyone knows that it seems that only in this way can the fat man feel better.

"No way!" Zhang Meng, whose head was in a mess, finally couldn't stand this kind of torture, so he got up and walked in the direction of the old grave circle that had just escaped: "Even if it's the Netherworld, I want to rescue Brother Jiu'er!" ”

Seeing that Zhang Meng was really going crazy, the old man in the felt hat who had been watching everyone hurriedly glanced at Zhao San, and Zhao San hurriedly grabbed Zhang Meng.

"I don't care if there is a netherworld or not, I don't care if there are Yin soldiers, imps, or Hades." In the face of Zhao San's obstruction, Zhang Meng roared loudly as if he had sworn an oath: "I must bring Brother Jiu'er back, bring it back...... Whining...... Come! ”

In the end, Zhang Meng, who couldn't cry, simply fell into Zhao San's arm.

"Third Uncle...... Ah......h

"I don't believe it's true!"

"Third uncle, you say, do you say this is a dream! Dream? ”

"Moe boy, cute boy." Seeing that Zhang Meng seemed to have been really destroyed, Zhao San hugged Zhang Meng distressedly: "You child has been affectionate and righteous since he was a child, don't worry!" Ye Jiu's baby will be fine. Saying that, Zhao San also glanced at the old man in the felt hat.

The old man in the felt hat knocked the cigarette ash in the cigarette pouch and pot knowingly, and nodded silently.

"Really?"

"Hmm." Zhao San comforted: "When did the third uncle lie to you?" Have you forgotten that Ye Jiu is not an ordinary person, his direct bloodline and fast snow knife are both sharp weapons to drive away evil and avoid evil! ”

"Then we're waiting for Brother Jiu'er, okay?" Zhang Meng said stupidly.

Looking at Zhang Meng with an eager face, Zhao San couldn't bear to refuse and nodded. In fact, Zhao San knew in his heart that if according to normal inference, Ye Jiu had already returned to the underworld last night. But there is an accident in everything, after all, Ye Jiu is a person who has experienced a lot of dangers, so this matter cannot be concluded until the body is found. What's more, Zhao San himself didn't believe that there was such a thing as a Yin soldier.

Time passed slowly, and the sun had just emerged across the sky. Behind him, the earth qi and dense fog in the circle of old graves in the deep forest have long since dissipated, and every qiē here is in full view.

But Ye Jiu was never seen.

As time passed, the despair in everyone's hearts began to creep in.

No one believes that Ye Jiu is just gone!

The old man in the felt hat looked at the big guy, seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked Zhao San: "Old brother, what do you say is the fast snow knife in the hand of that white-faced baby?" ”

Zhao San whispered: "That white-faced baby is actually a guardian. ”

"Guardians?" The old man in the felt hat frowned in thought.

"Although his ancestors are not illustrious families, but they are the originators of the tomb robbery world, and they have been stored for generations in order to protect a secret.

"This is a treasure knife!" The old man in the felt hat said in surprise.

"yes!" Zhao San also said abruptly: "If it weren't for this knife and his special bloodline, we wouldn't have made such a decision at that time." But who would have thought! ”

Listening to Zhao San mention the matter of Ye Jiu's bloodline again, the old man in the felt hat suddenly remembered something, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and asked abruptly, "What is the name and surname of that white-faced baby?" ”

Everyone was startled by the old man's voice. Zhao San was even more confused, but he still said truthfully: "Ye Jiu, the direct descendant of Ye Xian, the Jin Dynasty's Jin Lieutenant. ”

"The Ye family of South Ye and North Zhang?"

"Uh......" Not only Zhao San was stunned at this moment, but Zhang Meng, who was lost on the side, was attracted to attention: "Why, uncle has also heard of the name of Nanye and Beizhang?" ”

"It's more than knowing." The old man's unspoken words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"That ......"

The old man in the felt hat didn't rush to explain to everyone, but pulled Zhang Meng: "Go!" There is no way to wait like this, let's go over and look for it, and tell you that the most powerful thing in this old mountain forest is not the fierce beasts and ghosts, but the road here that really kills people. It's easy for outsiders to get lost in it. ”

Seeing the old man in the felt hat's explanation, Zhang Meng was overjoyed, looked up at the old man in the felt hat and asked, "Uncle, do you mean ......?"

Under the leadership of the old man in the felt hat, everyone surrounded the old grave circle for a long time, and just when everyone began to despair, Zhang Meng finally saw that familiar face again.

Ye Jiu was standing in place with a cute face!