This is the section of the Three Gorges Ba River, and the cruise ship is the ship of the Three Gorges Hanging Coffin Cultural Bureau.

Ye Fan heard it clearly on the cliff and couldn't help but ponder.

"Is there a hanging coffin of the Three Gorges around here? What is Anhuan doing here? Could it be that she was attracted to the coffin? ”

The Three Gorges Hanging Coffin is rumored to have been built by the Ba people during the Warring States Period, and the hanging coffin was built on the cliff to bury the deceased.

There are still many questions that plague the scientific community, and no one can explain them clearly, and it is very mysterious.

Ye Fan pondered for a while and didn't plan to pay attention to outsiders, he wanted to continue to look for An Huan.

But the people on the boat saw him and shouted, "Who are you?" What do you do standing on a cliff? ”

There are many martial artists on the ship, and there are two of them, so naturally they will not be afraid of Ye Fan who suddenly appeared.

Ye Fan arched his hand: "I'm passing by here, I'm disturbed." ”

He was polite, and an old gentleman from the Cultural Affairs Bureau said with a smile: "Young man, don't run around here, I know that you martial artists are bold, but this is the Three Gorges hanging coffin, which is very weird, be careful that you are locked in the coffin." ”

And this kind of thing?

Ye Fan gave his hand again: "Can the old gentleman give me a ride?" I want to see the hanging coffin. ”

Ye Fan was interested, he could be sure that the Chengying Sword was near here, but he couldn't figure it out within a radius of ten kilometers or even fifty kilometers, and it was really difficult for him to find it, so it was better to start with the hanging coffin, An Huan, as a resurrected instrument spirit, was probably also interested in the hanging coffin.

The old gentleman beckoned: "You be careful, you warriors can jump, but you can't fly, don't jump like birds." ”

Ye Fan nodded, jumped off the rock, and landed on the cruise ship.

A group of warriors all looked at him, as if they were a little suspicious.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to rob a tomb? Many people are talking about the idea of hanging the coffin, and we Three Gorges people are not easy to mess with. ”

One person asked, he was one of the only two divine strengths on the ship, and his strength was extremely weak in Ye Fan's eyes.

He must be in his forties, with a large skeleton, a beard, and the blood of a Sichuan man.

Ye Fan waved his hand: "It's not a tomb robbery, it's Ye Fan, I'm here to play." ”

"Ye Fan? It's a little familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere. A group of people talked about it, but they didn't know Ye Fan.

At this time, there was a complaint in the cabin, and a group of young ladies walked out, which suddenly made the atmosphere unharmonious.

All the warriors couldn't help but shut up, and a group of archaeologists didn't like it very much.

Ye Fan looked over and saw that they were all young boys, all of them with beautiful women, and there were more than 20 people.

This is so weird, this is an archaeological ship, how can a group of dandies pop up?

"Hey, Hu San, what are you arguing about? Don't let people sleep? ”

The leader of Brother Gongzi was dissatisfied, this person looked a little kidney-deficient, his face was a little white, and his temperament was very exaggerated, he hugged a woman with a big ass, and scratched it hard.

The rest of the sons were also angry, and they were woken up, with a sense of getting up.

The Sichuan man named Hu San was the one who questioned Ye Fan just now, and he apologized dryly: "Jiang Gongzi, I will enter the Bahe hanging coffin burial area immediately, everyone is preparing." ”

The old gentleman of archaeology also spoke: "Jiang Gongzi, you go on to sleep, and when we get to the place, we will ask you to come out and visit." ”

"Come on, your name is Deng Xuewen, right? The funds for your expedition were all given by my father, and the documents were approved by my grandfather. Let me tell you, we will go up to the hanging coffin to take pictures later, and your warriors will send us up, and we will be sent down after we have taken pictures. ”

Jiang Gongzi spoke domineeringly, without doubt.

His name is Jiang Xuanyu, his grandfather is the director of the Cultural Bureau, and his father is the CEO of a real estate group in Sichuan and Shu, so he can be said to have the right and power.

This time Deng Xuewen organized an inspection, and he still had to rely on Jiang Xuanyu's family to be accommodating, otherwise he could only watch the hanging coffin rot.

It is precisely because of this that when Jiang Xuanyu asked to bring a friend to visit, Deng Xuewen had to agree.

Now Jiang Xuanyu has to inch in, and he even wants to take pictures on the hanging coffin, everyone is shocked, Deng Xuewen immediately refused: "No, no one can bring a camera and a mobile phone, it will affect the hanging coffin." You can't go up to the hanging coffin, it's too dangerous, and it will destroy the hanging coffin......"

"Damn, isn't it just a bunch of coffins on a cliff? Affect a fart, don't say it, hurry up and start the boat! Jiang Xuanyu was furious.

The woman he was holding was also coquettishly blamed: "If you don't take pictures of us, what are we doing?" Don't you need to post on Moments? A bunch of. ”

The young ladies were very strong, and Deng Xuewen lamented for a while, so he had to agree.

The warriors were all angry, but they didn't dare to speak out, they actually worked for the rich.

Ye Fan leaned on the edge of the boat and touched Hu San next to him: "Isn't there a martial arts club in Sichuan and Shu?" How can a martial artist still let Brother Gongzi bully him? ”

Hu San became angry when he heard this, and said in a low voice: "Don't mention it, Sichuan Shu martial arts will have an egg, now as long as there is a master who breaks through the divine strength, he will immediately go to Jiangbei to Yanjing, even if he goes to Jiangnan, he will not stay in Sichuan and Shu." ”

"We have good scenery here, but the leylines are poor, resources are scarce, there are too few masters, and the warriors also have to eat."

Hu San's complaint caused the rest of the martial artists to resonate, and they complained that the world was unfair, and all the martial arts resources in the world were occupied by Yanjing and Jiangbei.

Then they asked Ye Fan: "Where is the little brother from?" ”

"I'm from Jiangnan." Ye Fan responded, and a group of people immediately envied: "Jiangnan is good, much better than us." ”

"I heard that something big happened outside Sichuan not long ago, and it was related to the king of Jiangnan, and now he is the king of eight states, and he seems to be a legendary innate master." Hu San exclaimed, and a group of people also nodded again and again, envious to death.

Ye Fan smiled secretly, has his reputation spread to Sichuan and Shu? But you don't even know my name, so you're too distracted.

"What Jiangnan Wang, Jiangbei Wang? No matter how powerful you are, you have to succumb to the power, and another day Lao Tzu will buy the king of Jiangnan, so that you can see the strangeness! ”

At this time, Jiang Xuanyu, who was brushing his teeth on the other side, said disdainfully, causing a group of young ladies to burst into laughter.

They are too knowledgeable, thinking that the warriors in the world are just like Hu San, and they have to work for money.

Ye Fan pursed his lips, he couldn't raise a trace of anger, these people were too frustrated, and they lost their identities if they didn't care.

He turned to look at the cliff in front of him, his expression becoming solemn.

The more upstream of the Ba River, the more quiet the atmosphere becomes, and it seems that thousands of birds have flown away here, and there are only green plants, which make people panic.

The people on the boat gradually stopped talking, and they all felt panicked.

Ye Fan's divine sense wandered in the Ba River, and he felt that the breath of the Chengying Sword was getting closer and closer, but after feeling it carefully, he felt that it was in another space, so he couldn't touch it.

Soon, the cruise ship turned a corner, and the river immediately narrowed.

The cliffs on both sides of the bank in front of them rose in vain, the walls stood thousands of miles, the plants were scarce, and some hanging coffins came into view.

This is the Three Gorges Bahe hanging coffin burial group, and there is a large hanging coffin at the end.

The river is surging, and the four fields are dead.

Deng Xuewen said uneasily: "Something is wrong, I came here once a few years ago, when the birds and flowers were singing here, it was not quiet at all, how can it be like a cemetery now?" ”

Deng Xuewen is an old scholar in Sichuan and Shu, who has seen a lot of knowledge and sensed danger.

Jiang Xuanyu and a group of young ladies were happy, laughing at everyone for being timid.

They took out their cameras and phones and took pictures.

There was a click, and some people even turned on the flash in broad daylight.

The dead silence was broken, and the movement of this group of people was very harsh.

Immediately after, there was a creaking sound out of nowhere.

It was like the sound of a coffin lid opening.

This sound made people's scalps tingle, and Jiang Xuanyu and a group of people were also startled, and they all stopped and looked at the cliff in amazement.

Many eyes look over to find the source of the sound.

Ye Fan frowned, and his gaze locked on a hanging coffin above the cliff on the right.

Half of the hanging coffin was embedded in stone, and the wooden coffin was close to weathering.

At this time, the coffin lid creaked, and the whole hanging coffin shook.

"What the hell?" Jiang Xuanyu exclaimed and retreated again and again.

Everyone was also surprised, Deng Xuewen sighed: "Don't make noise, what kind of animal should it be, living in the hanging coffin." ”

Deng Xuewen analyzed scientifically, and everyone shut up, however, the woman next to Jiang Xuanyu suddenly clicked with her mobile phone.

"It's so exciting, I photographed it, it stretched out its claws, what kind of animal?"

This photo broke the dead silence again, and the hanging coffin shook violently and rolled down directly.

In mid-air, the lid of the coffin was lifted, and a baby-like monster pounced on it, making a high-pitched scream.

"Shu ghost! Get back to the cabin! ”