"Well, Master Yan, I listen to you."

Anzi nodded, excessive blood loss is very easy to have symptoms of shock, and he still knows this common sense.

After a trip from the ghost gate, Anzi successfully pulled her life back, and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Hei was seriously injured, Yan Tsai died, and if something happened to him again, the team really couldn't afford it.

Of course, the happiest person is Cao Qing, a man in his forties, Yan Jun saw him squatting on the ground and crying like a child before.

I found a few guys to send Anzi back to the camp first, and then let people collect Iwako's body.

"Uncle Cao, do you want to continue today?"

Glancing at Cao Qing, who seemed to be a lot older, Yan Jun couldn't help but step forward and pat him on the shoulder.

"Everyone is tired today, let's go to the grave tomorrow."

Looking at the tired and frightened faces around him, Cao Qing shook his head.

There are so many things that happened today, so much that even he can't hold it back, and the whole person has been hanging like a knife.

"Let's go up, we have more time left, and we don't need to rush this time."

"Okay, Uncle Cao, listen to you."

Yan Jun hummed, he completely understood Cao Qing's thoughts.

In fact, Yan Jun himself was tired, not physically tired, but from the soul level.

Glancing at the guys around him, except for a few old guys, the newcomers who went to the tomb for the first time were all subconsciously relieved when they heard Cao Qing's words.

Since everyone is tired, it is better to rest.

Along the way down, the group returned to the camp in silence.

After going back, Yan Jun went to see Anzi first, and he was already asleep.

Because his body was weak and could not withstand the bumps, a man went down the mountain to buy medicine for him to replenish his blood.

He didn't stay long in Anzi's tent before Yan Jun left, and the whole camp was completely different from usual.

Those figures who liked to toss and play all returned to their tents, and they desperately needed a rest to forget what had happened today.

As soon as he came out of Anzi's tent, Yan Jun suddenly saw a figure.

It's Cao Qing.

He sat alone in the middle of the camp where the fire was kept, a cigarette in his hand, and a cigarette butt thrown under his feet.

"Uncle Cao."

Yan Jun thought about it, but he still took the initiative to step forward and sat down on the grass opposite him.

"Oh, it's you."

Cao Qing didn't know what he was thinking, he was stunned, he didn't even notice when there was more people around him, or Yan Jun spoke up, and he came back to his senses.

Cao Qing looked up and saw that it was Yan Jun, subconsciously snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then asked, "How is Anzi?" ”

"Asleep."

"That's good, I'm afraid he won't be able to get through this hurdle."

Cao Qing sighed, reached into his pocket, took out the cigarette case, and lit it again.

"This kid is also considered to be fateful, but thanks to you, Master Yan, if it wasn't for you just now, Anzi might not be able to do it."

"That's what he got through, and it doesn't have much to do with me."

Yan Jun shook his head and reached out to Cao Qing to ask for a cigarette, but Cao Qing didn't say anything, just lit it for Yan Jun in silence.

"Uncle Cao, the tomb has also been lowered, so you don't have anything to tell me?"

Yan Jun put the topic aside.

What he is most concerned about now is the tomb of the King of Chu, after all, compared to Cao Qingzu's experience in the next fight, an old Jianghu like him must have seen a lot of things.

Like before under the tomb, Yan Jun only noticed the murals on the wall and completely ignored the altar, but Cao Qing was able to perceive the danger in the shortest possible time, this is the experienced way.

"Well, I can only make a simple guess now."

Cao Qing has indeed been pondering this matter, and he is about to become ill, but Lao Hei and Sanzi, the two capable generals, are not around at the moment, and he has no one to discuss together.

Hearing Yan Jun's question now, his attention was immediately attracted.

"Uncle Cao, tell me about it."

Yan Jun's eyes lit up, and if he could follow an old Jianghu like Cao Qing, he would definitely learn a lot.

"First of all, we can already determine the identity of the owner of the tomb, and King Chujing of the Ming Dynasty is correct, but there is one thing we can't ignore."

"Which point?" Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked back.

Seeing Yan Jun's humble look, Cao Qing's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of appreciation, just with Yan Jun's studious energy, he had to talk to him well today.

"There are two weird points about this tomb at present, one is the appearance of the corpse, and the other is the mural on the wall."

"The corpse fetus and the dragon qi are incompatible, I can say that in the land of dragon vein feng shui, it is impossible for there to be such an evil thing as the corpse fetus, but there is a corpse fetus that has been sleeping for hundreds of years under the tomb of the king of Chu, which makes no sense."

Yan Jun nodded and agreed: "Well, Uncle Cao, I also thought of this, but in fact, it can't be as evil as you said, the burial place itself is full of yin qi, since zongzi can appear under the tomb, why can't there be a corpse?" ”

"Master Yan, you are wrong about this, the corpse fetus is a collection of all the darkness and evil in the world, and its appearance is no accident."

"Okay, even if what you said is true, what is so strange about the mural?"

Yan Jun knew very little about the corpse.

But he had seen the mural from beginning to end, and now he could remember every detail of it as long as he recalled it a little, and no matter how much he pondered, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with the mural.

And the appearance of murals under the tomb is a normal thing.

As soon as Cao Qing said this, Yan Jun's mind dispersed.

"The mural is generally fine, but the content on it is wrong."

"What's wrong? Hey, Uncle Cao, hurry up, I'm about to die of you, say a word, pause. ”

Yan Jun was speechless.

"Okay, okay, I'm not here to guide your train of thought."

Seeing Yan Jun's impatient appearance, Cao Qing couldn't help but smile and said: "The mural should be recorded in the process of King Chujing's burial at that time, but there was a person in it, I don't know if you noticed Yan Ye?" ”

Yan Jun recalled, and then asked in an uncertain tone, "Is it the person who is dressed very strangely?" ”

"Yes, that's him."

Cao Qing clapped his hands vigorously.

Hearing Cao Qing's affirmation, Yan Jun's mind suddenly remembered the scene he had seen before.

A majestic man was summoned, and then people dressed in strange clothes appeared in the deep mountains and found a place of feng shui, and then more and more people appeared and began to build a cemetery for King Chu Jing.

After all the shots were in his mind, Yan Jun looked up at Cao Qing.

"Uncle Cao, this person should be a feng shui gentleman, isn't it normal to find a place for the dragon vein for King Chuzhuang?"

"Normal?"

Cao Qing frowned and asked, "When have you ever seen a Han person go to the tomb according to the Wu Clan's burial method?" ”

Witches?

Yan Jun's face changed.

Did Cao Qing mean that the strangely dressed person was from the Wu Clan? It's just that this so-called witch clan, what is it exactly?

"Master Yan, you must know that there were thousands of various tribes and ethnic groups in ancient times, many of which did not even exist in the book records, and gradually disappeared into history for various reasons, but it is undeniable that they once existed."

"The reason why I think that person is strange is not because of the clothes on his body, but because his burial method is obviously different from the traditional burial method of the Han people."

"You must know that the burial of the Han people must be completely in accordance with the rules recorded in the funeral scriptures, and not a single step can be broken, otherwise it will be a big taboo."

"But here, what I'm seeing is a much weirder approach."