"Come and see this."

Cao Qing called Yan Jun to him, and Cao Qing pulled up a Luoyang shovel next to him that hit the ground.

When the last shovel was unearthed, Yan Jun's pupils suddenly tightened, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

In the layer of soil that had been brought out, a stream of scarlet blood was seeping out of it.

"This ......"

Yan Jun only felt a cool breath rushing to his head from the soles of his feet.

Bloody corpses!

Seeing that scarlet blood water continued to seep out of the sand, Yan Jun's brows furrowed, and the person subconsciously took a few steps back.

All that's left in my mind is the word 'bloody corpse'.

Yan Jun finally understood why Cao Qing and Sanzi's faces were so ugly, and he even saw a rare fear in them.

There is a strange energy in this thing from the inside out, and anyone who sees this scene will be horrified.

"Uncle Cao, this is ......"

After taking several deep breaths, Yan Jun gradually calmed down, but his face still looked a little ugly.

"Bloody Grave ......"

Without waiting for Yan Jun to speak, Cao Qing sighed heavily and squeezed out a few words hatefully.

Bloody Grave!

These three words were like an inexplicable magic power, constantly echoing in Yan Jun's heart, and all kinds of complex emotions such as evil, weird, and dignified began to intertwine.

"Bloody Grave?"

"Well, Master Yan, in fact, I found out something was wrong under the tomb yesterday, but I only have a rough guess."

Cao Qing nodded, swallowed a large puff of cigarette heavily, and continued until a tingling burning sensation came from his lungs.

"In order not to cause panic, and yesterday the guys were all tired and exhausted, so I pulled the three sons to shovel the soil early in the morning to verify my guess."

"Unfortunately, there are some things that really can't be escaped." Cao Qing smiled bitterly.

He has been in the tomb for almost thirty years, but he has only seen less than three times in the bloody tomb.

And every time it is accompanied by incomparable danger, how many old men have folded on it, but I didn't expect him to encounter it again this time.

"Uncle Cao, what exactly is a blood corpse?"

Although Yan Jun knew about the blood corpse in the original book, he still wanted to know what was going on with the blood corpse.

"I haven't dealt much with the blood corpse, and I can only tell you one sentence, wherever the blood corpse appears, the blood must be tumbling and angry, and the blood corpse is different from the corpse and the zongzi, more precisely, it is the living dead."

The Living Dead!

Yan Jun's pupils suddenly tightened, and a thick cold air rushed straight to the top of his head.

"So today... Do you still go to the grave? ”

"Master Yan, there has been a huge change in this tomb right now, which has completely exceeded my estimates, I have to discuss it with my third son before giving an answer."

Cao Qing shook his head, since he saw the shovel of blood, his eyes had not stopped, and a strong sense of crisis had always followed.

So even if it was him, he didn't dare to go to the tomb easily at the moment, and the impression brought by the word blood corpse was too deep.

Twenty years ago, when I first saw the bloody corpse grave, twenty-seven people went down to the grave, and only five people came out alive, and two of them were left with lifelong disabilities, and they had to spend the rest of their lives lying down.

You must know that there is not a single novice in that team, all of them are that kind of old guys, but even then, the team was hit hard like never before, and more than two dozen lives were thrown away.

Their current team, not to mention the replacement of the old and the new, and Lao Hei is also seriously injured and can only be treated in the hospital.

Cao Qing really didn't dare to be too rash.

"Well, Uncle Cao, then I'll wait for your news."

Yan Jun nodded, he also understood how heavy the burden on Cao Qing's body was now, and it was best to give him some time to think about it carefully.

If there is a best way to have the best of both worlds, if there is really no way, no matter how dangerous it is, he will have to go down to explore the tomb of King Chu.

After saying hello to the two, Yan Jun turned around and walked straight towards his tent, and before he had gone far, Cao Qing and Sanzi behind him fell into an argument again.

Yan Jun frowned, and didn't say anything, this matter would be a headache for anyone.

After returning to the tent, Yan Jun's mind was full of the words Blood Corpse Tomb, and his already irritable heart was completely chaotic.

"Ding, does the host use the god-level lottery opportunity!"

Just when Yan Jun was upset and had nothing to relieve, a particularly familiar voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind.

It's the system!

"Sure!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting an Evil Breaking Pearl."

As soon as he entered the system, Yan Jun immediately heard the system's prompt tone.

Yan Jun's attention was all focused on the Evil Breaking Bead.

It was a bead the size of a pigeon's egg, wrapped in a layer of lapis gold, and it was carved with a heavy ornamentation, complicated and ancient, with a pure atmosphere on it.

The Evil Breaking Bead is a bit like a rune of the Dao Gate, but unfortunately Yan Jun can only recognize the word Evil Breaking after reading it for a long time.

"What is this?"

"Host, this is Maoshan's inheritance magic weapon Breaking Evil Bead, which can suppress all evil things in the world, it is a one-time consumable, and the power is huge, so please use it with caution."

Maoshan magic weapon?

Hearing these words, Yan Jun's heart suddenly jumped wildly, with this thing, wouldn't the killing blood corpse be captured?

With this Broken Evil Bead.

The situation that was originally completely unsolvable seems to have a breakthrough all of a sudden.

Holding the Broken Evil Bead tightly, Yan Jun's hanging heart finally fell back, and his irritability disappeared in an instant.

What kind of Maoshan magic weapon is this, this is completely a piece of reassurance.

After studying it for a while, he was a little reluctant to receive the Broken Evil Bead into his backpack, but he soon seemed to think of something, and took out the magic weapon with a worried face, and chose to put it in the system space.

The Evil Orb was too important for him to allow any problems when he didn't encounter the bloody corpses in the tomb.

"Ding, release the task: enter the tomb of the King of Chu and get the Yong clan inheritance artifact."

After placing the Evil Breaking Bead, a system prompt sound sounded in Yan Jun's mind again.

Only this time it's a mission.

The Yong family, inheriting the family weapons?

Seeing the line of words displayed on the task, Yan Jun's whole person instantly fell into confusion.

"Could it be that this Yong clan is the Wu clan that Uncle Cao said?"

Combined with Cao Qing's previous speculation, he soon had a new guess.

The person who designed the tomb for King Chu Jing must not be a Han Chinese, it can be seen from the traces in the burial, but Yan Jun has never guessed his identity and origin, and that person is like a fog shrouded in one after another, which makes people completely unable to see through.

Now Yan Jun knows.

That mysterious person came from the Yong clan, and there was still a family weapon of their Yong clan hidden under the tomb of King Chu.