Jin Xiangyu walked into the tomb first, followed by Bai Ling and Shangguan Yu and his party.

The lampstands around the burial chamber are lit and illuminated all around, the burial chamber is not large, but it can be seen that it is well designed, the walls on all sides are well waterproofed, and the walls are painted with exquisite frescoes.

The murals are very well preserved, as is the custom of ordinary people, and the simple murals tell the complex and legendary life.

In the center is the main coffin, which looks old in color, but it is vaguely recognizable that it is not an ordinary wooden coffin, but a bronze coffin, with charm-like characters written around it.

Bai Ling looked at the tomb in front of him, a little surprised, people of this era are generally buried in earth, and there are very few water burials. Moreover, the burial chamber, the bronze coffin, and the rich burial goods around it do not look like the tombs of ordinary rich and noble families.

According to Jin Xiangyu's statement before, Mrs. Jin not only lost her use value at that time, but also went to her husband's favor, how did Jin Xiangyu, who was twelve or thirteen years old at the time, do such a particular tomb?

What's more, this eldest lady of the Jin family should have fallen out of favor at that time......

"Shangguan, do you recognize this charm?"

"I've never seen it, but this place is weird, Ling'er still has to be more careful."

Jin Xiangyu has been quietly worshipping in front of the coffin since she entered the door just now, and Bai Ling and Shangguan Yu stood quietly aside and stepped forward.

"Mother, my daughter took the liberty to disturb me today, in order to ask for ghost blood to save my beloved, and I hope that my mother will forgive me, bless my beloved, and recover my health as soon as possible."

Jin Xiangyu kowtowed a few times in a row, and then inserted the incense lit in his hand into the furnace in front of him.

Afterwards, Jin Xiangyu wiped the tears on her face, put away her emotions, and beckoned everyone to come over.

"Please, everyone, help me move the coffin aside, the ghost blood ginseng is right underneath."

Shangguan Yu led a few people and began to move the coffin, while Bai Ling went to see Song Yi, who was placed aside at the moment. Song Yi was in a coma all the way, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and when Bai Ling helped him check his pulse, his heart was full of worry.

Song Yi's body began to deteriorate.

Bai Ling picked up the kettle with the shoelaces with him, fed him some spiritual spring water, and then got up and returned to check the movement of the coffin. The most important thing at the moment is to get the ghost blood ginseng as soon as possible in order to save him.

The bronze coffin was very heavy, and several people did not shake it even a little with their efforts.

"Ling'er, this bronze coffin, something is not right." Shangguan Yu stood beside Bai Ling, his face a little solemn.

When he moved the coffin, he could clearly feel that the weight of the coffin was much heavier than it actually was, as if someone was desperately holding on to it underneath to prevent them from lifting it.

"I can also see that even if the bronze material is heavier, the strength of several people cannot be shaken in the slightest, so I am afraid that there is a problem at the bottom of it......" Bai Ling saw clearly just now that Shangguan Yu and a few people tried to lift it up and move, but the six strong men, plus Guan Yu's inside, the bronze coffin did not move at all.

"Sister Jin, you just said that the ghost blood ginseng is under this coffin?"

Bai Ling felt that this matter had something to do with ghost blood ginseng, so he got up and came to Jin Xiangyu, who was taking care of Song Yi, to ask.

"Yes, I deliberately dug a pit under the coffin and buried it, I won't be mistaken."

"That ghost blood ginseng was still attached to the rhizome at that time?"

"Yes ......"

Jin Xiangyu tried to remember, and her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled.

"Is it possible then, this ghost blood ginseng has started to grow again in the ground...... Bai Ling muttered to himself, returning to the coffin and carefully searching around.

I didn't look carefully before, I really didn't find that some of the lines on this bronze coffin were black and red!

"Shangguan, look at these patterns, why do I think, these lines seem to be moving?" Bai Ling knelt on the ground, looking at the gap between the coffin and the ground, and in a trance, she could even see the black and red lines moving along the carvings on the bronze coffin.

Bai Ling was distracted, and she didn't notice that a thin and long red vine began to move towards her under her feet, struggling out from under her feet, wrapping around her legs, waist, and finally climbing up her white neck.

Bai Ling only felt a tingling pain behind his ears, and his eyes went black and he fainted.

Shangguan Yu found that Bai Ling had fainted, and immediately rushed over to hug her, and at the same time found tiny black-red vines that pierced her neck.

The vines seemed to have tasted the smell of blood, and wanted to continue to entangle Bai Ling, Shangguan Yu took out a dagger and directly cut it in two.

Then, Shangguan Yu protected Bai Ling, jumped back a few steps with her in his arms, returned to a relatively safe place at the door, and then took out the water bag on his body, fed Bai Ling a few sips, and helped her clean her wounds.

After a while, Bai Ling opened his eyes slightly and saw Shangguan Yu's good-looking and worried face.

"Ling'er, Ling'er? How do you feel? ”

"I'm fine, it's just that my neck hurts a little ......" Bai Ling subconsciously reached out to touch the faintly painful neck, and then when he saw the blood red on his hand, he was instantly shocked and sobered up.

Shangguan Yu was nervous, and helped Bai Ling to check the wound on the back of her neck, but found that there was only a small red spot on the back of her neck, which really did not match the amount of bleeding.

"Ling'er, this ......"

"Shangguan, I'm fine, don't worry." Bai Ling stretched out his hand and gently patted Shangguan Yu's hand to reassure him.

"Sister Bai Ling, what's wrong with you? What was that just now? Jin Xiangyu was frightened by the picture just now, so she reacted and ran over nervously.

The people who followed behind him also came towards Bai Ling, their eyes full of concern.

"White girl, you're hurt!" Wu Yue walked through the crowd to the front, and when he saw the blood on Bai Ling's hand, he immediately asked nervously.

"I'm fine, don't worry, this red piece is not all my blood." Bai Ling stretched out her hand and let everyone see the blood red on her hand, this red thing looks like human blood at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the color of this thing is black, but the red in the black is unusually gorgeous.

Bai Ling moved her hand, feeling that the blood red was very sticky, and the skin on her hands tightened, so she felt uncomfortable and took the spiritual spring water in the kettle and washed it.

After washing with the spring water, Bai Ling's hand returned to normal, but the residual red in the text of the palm could still be seen. Bai Ling leaned in and sniffed it, it was mixed with the smell of rust and earth, and it was exactly what she thought.

"Shangguan, I think we found the Blood Ghost Ginseng."