The magic barrier is a kind of gas that can be emitted by a very powerful ghost, and this gas is inky black all over, which can help the ghost find something in the yang realm, and it is even more dangerous to hurt people.

The already injured Carved Wood didn't have much strength to deal with these horrible things.

He twisted his head and glared at the fat man, his tone unmistakable.

Jade seal to me.

The fat man subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his bulging bag, which contained the jade seal snatched from the female ghost.

He Fatzi guards the bag to death, why are you so stingy? I'll touch a bright vessel and it's nothing, and the light won't go out when I touch the gold, so why give it to you! Everyone knows that fat people love money.

Dead fatty. Kemu squirmed his lips, and a slight cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mu Xichen looked worriedly at the black mist that would break through the barrier at any time, thinking that there must be a reason for carving wood to do this. So he hurriedly grabbed the fat man's hand and said urgently: There must be a reason why he asked you to do this, you give him that thing, otherwise maybe we will all die!

He Fatzi held on to his bag, and his whole person shrank into a ball. Mu Xichen stretched out his hand to grab it, but his hand was also hugged by the fat man.

This is quite like the character of a fat man, and he will never let go easily if he wants to do one thing. There are also rules for people to touch gold, and a few people don't touch gold when the lights go out, but he really clearly remembers that the lights are not out.

Although it is said that the gold touching faction has always been humane, it will leave something for the tomb owner, and only touch the best one or two to go. At a glance at the tomb just now, she knew that the owner was born extraordinary, and the jade seal in her hand was even more important.

If it is true as Lao Mu said, this seal must be returned to the owner of the tomb, and the fat man is unwilling to be killed. Since the tomb, he has experienced life and death obstacles, and he has lost his life by touching the gold, and the fat man will never agree if he does not bring out this valuable thing.

It's too late, let's go. Carved wood whispered, and hurriedly took a step back, he still couldn't deal with the thousand-year-old ghost Dao.

She's angry, get out of this thief's hole! The carved wood urged, and the sword was quickly sheathed. The heart was pounding, and it was one thing that would be so fearful for the second time when fighting Purple Hitomi.

He only felt that his vision was blurry, and his steps were staggering and unstable. Weakly pushed Mu Xichen, hurry up!

He held out his finger and pointed to the pierced hole, from where he must be able to get out.

There is no circuit on the top and nowhere to go down, when his life is hanging by a thread, Mu Xichen still pulled the fat man and ran into the thief hole, although there are still too many things in his heart that he can't put down, maybe he should really stop this time, and wait for the next time he is ready to come to this tomb for a while.

Fatty, go! The fat man was pushed into the cave by Mu Xichen, I don't know why, I always feel that this situation has put them in deep danger, and he looks at the dead carved wood uneasily, and the corners of his mouth curve a curvature: In fact, he is still kind.

Carve wood, let's go! He stretched out his hand and motioned for the carved wood to pull it up.

You go, I'll follow. He unintentionally wiped off the beads of sweat, and the skin on his body looked shiny and shiny.

Chenzi believes in carving wood, so he chooses to go forward, he doesn't want to cause more trouble to carving wood, he wants to prove that he is alive to get out!

A strong wind whistled by, almost knocking off the dust, his thin body and those resolute eyes were so incompatible, but they were so harmonious.

It may be that the eyes that give such a look should be possessed by such a person.

Some people say that people are always changeable, and as for what kind of change, it depends on their own creation.

Fat Run! He pushed the fat man forward.

The hole was small, and it was very difficult for the two of them to pass through at the same time.

He put his hand on the fat man's shoulder, but he didn't lag behind in his movements.

There was loss, restlessness, and anxiety in his eyes.

Fatty, if I can't get out alive

What do you think! In my experience, this cave is newly opened, and we still have a chance to get out before it is backfilled with sand.

He Fan subconsciously touched the jade seal in his arms again, the uneven texture and cold touch made him feel that this gift he gave himself was very heavy.

A pair of very sensual hands tightened again and again, for fear that he would crush this precious cultural relic until the tiger's mouth was numb and sore.

When I looked back, I suddenly found myself and Chenzi in the robbery hole, the thief hole was dark and secluded, they messed around and ran all the way out for a long distance, but no matter how you looked, you couldn't see the carved wood that was said to be catching up.

The old man's voice was muffled, if it weren't for the fact that he had taken the jade seal, they might not have encountered so much trouble.

Although he was confused as to why the carved wood would let them escape, he still guessed it in his heart, maybe it was because there were ghosts chasing after him, or maybe he did something he shouldn't have done to annoy the little tomb owner.

In short, He Fatzi couldn't stand them deeply in his heart, and when he found that there was no carved wood, the guilt suddenly became stronger, and the guilt was out of control.

He exclaimed: Why hasn't Carved Wood caught up yet?!

Mu Xichen was reminded like this, and finally reacted, and looked back suddenly, but there was nothing

Yes, what about carved wood? He said he'd catch up! He hasn't taught himself spells yet!

I kept being shocked in my heart, and Chenzi's brain was buzzing, and I suddenly didn't know what I was looking for or what I was doing.

Fat Run! But the pace under his feet did not stop, the fat man was driven away by the stinky old man because of him, and it was because of him that he went to the tomb to experience life and death. The people he brought down will definitely be brought out alive!

Lao Mu, why are you pushing me so fast? Slow down, eh! Slow down! The fat man spread his hands and was stumbling to the ground, either hitting his head or hitting the stone with his toes. It hurt so much that he screamed all the way and ran all the way.

It turned out that the poor tomb robbers were still very lucky, and they wore the pipe three times in the lower three springs, and went all the way down without hindrance, and if they happened to meet them when they came down, they must have been even luckier.

Suddenly a bright light appeared in front of him, which stood out in the boundless darkness. The fat man reached out and grabbed it, and it was great! Finally able to get out!

At that moment, he was so excited that he left all his guilt and regret behind, turned around and pulled the dust and complained.

Fat man, I am a blessed star from the sky, otherwise how could I get out of this ghost place! He lifted his chin triumphantly, and the hat on top of his head was still in tatters, covered with stone sand.

He flicked his hat to his fingertips as he ran forward, and ran into the light.

Mu Xichen looked at the fat man who was relieved, and suddenly stopped far behind him, he smiled and waved back at the fat man's smaller and smaller back, until the black back was too small to shrink into a dot.

He put his hands in the shape of a trumpet and yelled at the point: Fatty! I'm going to have to bring the carved wood out!

After saying that, he ran back, stumbling back, and he didn't know how many times he had tripped and how many ashes he had eaten, but he still mustered up the courage to run back.

The fat man rushed out of the hole, but when he looked back, he couldn't even see Mu Xichen's figure.

Ah! That little cub shouldn't have gone back to find the carved wood!

He slapped his palm, and suddenly realized, and said why didn't Lao Mu follow just now!

In the blink of an eye, Mu Xichen had already run back to the original point, desolate everywhere along the way, and his eardrums were hit by his own footsteps and heartbeats.

He went from stumbling like a headless fly to trot thoughtfully, but he never saw a single shadow of the carved wood, let alone anyone else.

The further back you go, the thicker the black fog becomes. He pinched his nose and beckoned, as if he had opened some curtain, and walked deeper without hesitation.

He went out on his own, but there was no carving wood, so what was the point of running away! Carved wood must have been in trouble, he remembered the black mist, how terrifying that breath was.

If it was carved wood to block these things to let them escape safely, then they would not be able to rely on their own strength to get out!

The dust is unwilling, unwilling.

Be sure to look for the carved wood! That's the only thing he thinks right now.

The black fog was so thick that it was impossible to see far, and the dust didn't carry anything with him until he kicked something, and then stopped.

A hard object clattered down the steps, like the sound of glass beads bouncing on the ground.

A pale face suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sudden startle made his heart beat a beat, and he was relieved when he saw the comer.

This smell is very familiar, it is the strange smell emanating from the female ghost. But Chenzi was very annoyed, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: What happened to you carving wood?

All the naughtiness and liveliness of the female ghost before are completely missing, and her face is very white, so white that only one face remains.

Mu Xichen's stomach churned, and he retched with one hand on the wall next to him.

Questioned again. What the hell did you carve wood!

Her voice became ethereal and muffled, and she stretched out her claw that was about to rot, you stole my jade seal, I want you dead!

All to death! Die!

The female ghost was about to collapse into a handful of loose sand, but she still threw herself frantically towards the dust, and he fell back a few steps without standing firm on his heels, and stretched out his hand to block it.

The sand melted into the black, fascinated Chenzi's eyes, and swallowed a mouthful of black sand into the depths of laryngitis, almost choking out half his life.

Mu Xichen coughed loudly at the top of his throat, and when he grabbed it, it was still a handful of sand, a little sticky, and he didn't know what liquid it was.

But if you smell it carefully, the smell is **.

He beckoned, trying to clear the black fog in front of him. The female ghost did jump him just now, but fortunately, there was no danger, and I don't know why the female ghost turned into a plate of scattered sand anyway.

Carved wood! He shouted the name of the carved wood in a loud voice, and the sound kept echoing farther away, and the dust was dizzy to hear it, and somehow it became difficult to breathe.

He suddenly remembered, this jade seal is a female ghost, and it is used to suppress the ghosts of the nine-story demon tower, and now the fat man has left with the jade seal, I am afraid that this tomb will not be peaceful.

Originally, he had yin and yang eyes since he was a child, easy to see ghosts and gods, and easy to attract ghosts and deceive himself.

Without an umbrella, the dust walked in the dark tunnels with great fear.

Carved wood! He shouted again, choking on his waist, and the black mist became spicy, making the dust even more uncomfortable. He just wanted to find the carved wood and get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground behind him was very abrupt and clear in the extremely quiet environment.

Drip, drip, drip, the sound was close in front of him and far away in the sky, so that the dust could not figure out the exact source of the sound.

Carved wood, is that you? He frowned, touched the wall, and stepped on something soft.