In this world, there are many fathers and sons who should inherit it!

From ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, on this land of Yan and Huang, there have been thousands of generals and generals, and there have been generations of wealthy families in white clothes, and they have sat on the throne for hundreds of years!

But there are few tomb robbers like Chen Xiangyan who have passed on tomb robbing for 400 years, and the ancestor of the Chen family was also a figure of Xuanhe, but later generations can't learn his ability to be glorious for a lifetime!

I can only learn the path in his hand, this ability to deal with the dead!

In the past 400 years, the ups and downs of the Chen family have also been slightly prosperous, up to Xuangui, but every few decades they will always fall into this humble and inferior place again, pick up this unsightly business, and rely on it to survive!

Since more than 80 years ago, the Chen family had already given up this heirloom craft, but one day when Chen Xiangyan was about to clean up this unsightly thing, he discovered a shocking secret.

When he was sorting out the tomb robbery classics, he found a map of the cemetery left by Chen Feng, the ancestor of the Chen family, for his descendants, and there were a total of 21 cemeteries left for future generations.

"Elder Wang's side has found it?"

"Found it! here, nicknamed Old Ghost!"

Standing on a street outside the city, Chen Xiangyan, who had a bearded face, took the mobile phone handed over by Chen Ping, looked at the number in it, and dialed it out.

"Drip!Drip!Drip~"

"Hey~ old ghost, I'm the one introduced by Wang Lao, there's something that makes your eyes rise!"

"Okay, okay, see you later!"

Chen Xiangyan responded, he took a pen from his pocket, jotted down an address in his hand, and then casually threw his phone into the trash can on the side of the road.

"Let's go!"

Chen Xiangyan strode towards the side of the road, and Chen followed him calmly, his whole person was like Chen Xiangyan's shadow.

......

An hour later, in the vegetable market next to the city, Chen Xiangyan strode into it, and he took Chen Ping behind him to quickly walk through the market.

In the vegetable market, Chen Xiangyan quickly looked at the numbers of the sects on both sides.

Number 188, this is it!

Chen Xiangyan turned around and walked into it, and Chen Ping also slowly followed.

The owner of the shop stood up and said with a smile:

"Yo, what are you buying?"

"Buy leeks!"

"Leeks are sold out!"

"What about turnips?"

"It's sold out too!"

"Are these all your own vegetables?"

"What, do you want to see the vegetable patch?"

"I want to see it!"

"Okay, brother, someone wants to see our vegetable patch!"

The shopkeeper made a gesture of invitation to Chen Xiangyan, and Chen Xiangyan followed the gesture and walked inward, there was a door inside, and after opening the door, there was a small vegetable garden.

In the vegetable garden, there stood a young man in his twenties with a tiger head tattooed on his arm, and the young man smiled at Chen Xiangyan and said:

"This one, please!"

Following the young man standing in the vegetable garden, Chen Xiangyan and the others went out through the back door and got into a white van on the side of the road.

In the car sat three extremely sturdy men in black, led by Chen Xiangyan with two blindfolds.

"I'm sorry!

"Don't worry, I like the rules the most!"

Chen Xiangyan took the blindfold, handed one to the sixth brother Chen Ping, and then brought one directly himself!

Seeing that the two of them knew each other very well, the leader waved his hand and said:

"Let's go!"

......

Half an hour later, in an abandoned factory outside the city, Chen Xiangyan took off his blindfold, looked at the old man in Tang costume in front of him, and said with a smile:

"You're so careful!"

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, old ghosts, I have done too many bad things!

The old man in Tang costume in front of him smiled and said.

"I don't know if my brother has any good things, take them out and give them to the old man to palm my eyes?"

Chen Xiangyan didn't say anything, but took off a jade plaque from his neck, and he clamped the red rope at the end of the jade plaque between his fingers with his fingers, allowing it to shake between his fingers.

"Is the high-grade mutton fat white jade at the end of the Ming Dynasty enough?"

"Mutton fat white jade, I want to inspect the goods!"

As soon as he heard that it was a fine mutton fat white jade, the old man named Old Ghost smiled, and he beckoned to show him the jade.

"Smack!"

Chen snapped his fingers at Yan, and he smiled too, like the joy of a tiger before eating.

"Don't worry! Sixth, tell him about the rules!

For a while, the atmosphere condensed!

"You're here to smash the field?"

The old ghost smiled, he clapped his hands, as a local snake, his favorite thing is not only money, but also teaching others rules!

It's a pity that he miscalculated this time!

Chen Ping, who was beside Chen Xiangyan, stood up when he heard this, he didn't speak, just took out a leaf from his shirt, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently.

"Hum~"

It's a very strange twist and turn, like a scrawny man rubbing his sharp nails against a blackboard.

Dense!

Evil!

The hoarse rhythm is not at all like a person blowing out of leaves.

Chen Ping is the sixth in the family, and except for his eldest brother Chen Xiangyan, who is closest to him, even the rest of the family rarely stays with him.

His ancestors left a lot of methods, but just like his own yin character, he only liked those who were evil and treacherous.

For example: raise ghosts, raise Gu, kill people, rob tombs!

As the rhythm sounded, the black-clothed man who surrounded him only felt that there was a sudden darkness in front of him, and then there seemed to be something blocked in his heart.

It's like something is stuck in the blood, and it's blocking the blood outlet in the heart.

Bang!bang!bang~

Every time my heart beats, the blockage gets worse.

"Plop, plop, plop~"

The big man fell down one by one, and the old ghost suddenly panicked a little when he looked at the strange scene in front of him, and he sat in his position and asked tremblingly:

"You~ What are you doing here?"

The corners of Chen Xiangyan's mouth were slightly raised, and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then slowly lit them, took a deep breath, and spit out a smoke ring.

"Sixth brother, do you hear that? The old man wants to know what you have done! Respect the elders, try it for the old man, be gentle! Don't get killed!"

"Understood!"

Chen Ping raised his head, bowed lightly to the old ghost, and then picked up his own leaves and blew them again.

"Hum~"

An inexplicably strange voice sounded again.

"Ahh

With this strange rhythm, the old ghost screamed one after another.

"Stop!"

Chen Xiangyan, who took two more puffs of the cigarette in his hand, stopped Chen Ping's tune, he walked up to the old ghost, threw out a photo, and said with a smile:

"Now, I give you two choices, one is to find this box, and the jade card will be given to you in vain, which will be counted as your hard work!

Chen Xiangyan approached some old ghosts, spit out a smoke ring and smashed it into the old ghost's face, and said:

"Huh~ Let my sixth brother give you a good soothing muscle! This is the rule, choose one!"

Chen Xiangyan snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said, "Smart people always make choices that everyone is happy with, do you say?"

"I'll pick one!"