Hearing that low roar, Qin Fu, Mr. Zhu, and Chief Hu shuddered.

"Oh no! those guys sneaked in to grab the coffin fungus, and woke up the ancient corpses in the corpse house!"

Yang Pingzi hurriedly ran over, his face was extremely pale.

At this time, Yang Pingzi was holding a peachwood sword, and his body had already changed into a Taoist robe, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Senior Yangpingzi, can you handle it?"

Mr. Zhu said solemnly, as an agent of the Dragon Shield Bureau, he knew a lot about this aspect, and he knew the consequences of that monster once it escaped.

"My ancestors have had two Heavenly Masters, both of whom died in battle, and the poor Dao can only do its best, so you can prepare for the worst. ”

Yang Pingzi looked bitter, shook his head, and with a touch of determination between his eyebrows, he carried the peachwood sword and walked towards the corpse home.

Mr. Zhu and Chief Hu were in awe.

Knowing that he was invincible, he resolutely went and prepared to fight to the death!

Yang Pingzi's back at this moment can't help but remind people of Mao Xiaofang in film and television works, the eternal zombie Taoist.

Only Qin Fu's eyes flickered, as if he had stabbed some kind of basket, and his heart was empty.

Mr. Zhu groaned, immediately walked to the side, and took out the satellite phone he carried with him.

The consequences of this incident were so serious that he had to ask his superiors for instructions and ask for support as much as possible.

"Hey, Chief Liang, something is wrong, something happened to the corpse here in Cangxian County, Jiangzhou. ”

"What did you say?"

At this time, Liang Wei was in the imperial capital, coming back from work, preparing to go to bed, and suddenly received this call, as if he heard a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and his head was buzzing.

As a high-level figure of the Dragon Shield Bureau, Liang Wei knew in his heart that there had always been a time bomb buried in the mountains of Cangxian County, Jiangzhou.

The ancient tomb of the Song Dynasty had problems in the Ming Dynasty, but fortunately, the ancestors of Yangpingzi at that time tried their best to suppress it, and they finally sealed the place with great difficulty.

In the following years, it has not been peaceful there, but fortunately, Yangpingzi's ancestors have been guarding it for generations, and they have paid a heavy price to be stable so far.

"Senior Yang Pingzi has already gone to stop it. Mr. Zhu said in a hoarse voice, describing the situation just now.

"With the way of Yang Pingzi, there will be more evil and less auspicious. Liang Wei said categorically.

"So Sir Liang, you can quickly think of a way for us. "Mr. Zhu is really anxious.

Liang Wei was also anxious, scratching his head and thinking of countermeasures, he thought of the Yanhuang Heavenly Group, but at this time, the mountain is high and the road is far away, please ask the Yanhuang Heavenly Group to go, I am afraid it will be too late.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Liang Wei's mind, and he slapped his thigh and said: "Yes! I know a person who can subdue this monster, it just so happens that he should be on the Jiangzhou side in the past two days, you immediately mobilize all the intelligence networks, and be sure to find his traces." ”

Liang Wei thought of Luo Xianshi.

After the wedding, Luo Xianshi's father-in-law handed over a batch of grains in the Chenda Sealed Underground Palace to them, and I happened to hear Qiao Ye mention that after the marriage of the immortal master, he was going to Jiangzhou for his honeymoon.

Originally, the honeymoon after marriage of the young couple was none of their business, but Liang Wei didn't take it to heart, and just now he heard that something was wrong in Cangxian County, Jiangzhou, so he suddenly hit the number.

Hearing that the chief had a countermeasure, Mr. Zhu hurriedly asked: "Chief Liang, who do you want us to find, please tell me quickly!"

Now Mr. Zhu only hopes that Yang Pingzi can hold on for a little longer, and the person that Chief Liang said next will find out even if he mobilizes all the intelligence networks in Jiangzhou and digs three feet into the ground.

"Luo Xianshi!" Liang Wei blurted out.

"Chief Liang, I have heard of the name of this senior master, but can you tell me in detail, such as the other party's name, appearance, ......" Mr. Zhu was very anxious.

These strange people of Xuanmen wander in the rivers and lakes, and most of them like to use Taoist and legal names, such as Yangpingzi's real name, which is actually called Jiang Yangping.

Now only giving him a senior high-level number, and letting him go to Jiangzhou, which has a population of tens of millions, to find people, is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"The real name of the immortal master is Luo Yu, and I will send you a photo of my appearance later, remember! When you meet, you must plead with good words, and you can't use official authority to suppress each other......"

Liang Wei quickly introduced the information of Luo Xianshi, and at the same time sent the photo of Luo Yu on his mobile phone.

"Luo Yu ......"

Before I looked at the photo, when I heard the name, Mr. Zhu froze.

It's a familiar name.

Mr. Zhu turned his head and asked Chief Hu, "Is the person we arrested earlier named Luo Yu?"

Chief Hu has been engaged in criminal investigation work for a long time, and he has a very good memory of these details, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said respectfully: "Yes, that kid's name is Luo Yu, Mr. Zhu, do you need me to issue a wanted warrant for this person?"

Mr. Zhu's face trembled, he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and stuttered into the phone, "Liang...... Chief Liang, this Luo Immortal Master, I seem to have seen it too, I ...... We also arrested him as a grave robber......"

......

After being scolded by Liang Wei, Mr. Zhu quickly dialed Luo Yu's mobile phone, but the voice he heard was: "The phone you dialed is not in the service area, please ......dial again later."

Not to mention that the signal in Dacang Mountain is not good, even if there is a signal, Mr. Zhu can't get through Luo Yu's phone right now.

At this time, Luo Yu was already in the ancient tomb under the mound.

......

"What's the situation?"

Hearing the constant loud noises and screams in front of him, Luo Yu was a little strange.

"Those guys bought Qin Fu before, and as soon as it got dark, they came to fish in troubled waters, and now they probably provoked the monsters in the sarcophagus inside!"

The ghost corpse Taoist who followed behind him hurriedly told the truth respectfully.

Luo Yu looked up, his fairy eyes saw the sky outside through the thick layer of soil, and teased: "Tonight is after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night when the moon is the fullest, the ancient corpse will wake up and absorb the moonlight. ”

The ghost corpse Taoist said worriedly: "Listening to this movement, those thieves may have broken the seal set up by the ancestor of Yangping in a panic, and the ancient corpse is killing on a large scale, Immortal Master, do we still have to go on an adventure?"

"Why not?"

Luo Yu didn't care, and walked in front with his hands down.

The ghost corpse Taoist was awe-inspiring in his heart, it was an ancient corpse of the Song Dynasty, with thousands of years of practice, once he went crazy, he was much more violent than his half-step Vajra corpse, and he could even be on par with the real Vajra corpse.

The further you go, the more shocking the scene becomes.

There were corpses all over the ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and it was a mess.

At this time, the two of them heard someone in front of them wailing in pain, as if they were enduring some kind of torture.

Then Luo Yu and the ghost corpse Taoist rushed over and found that it was Yang Pingzi lying there.

This Maoshan Daoist was covered in bruises, and the wounds were already blackened, his face was blue, and cold sweat kept breaking out.

He leaned against the wall, holding the ground with a broken peachwood sword in his hand, baring his teeth, and constantly applying glutinous rice to the black wound, every time he pressed it, it would be like being burned with iron, and the pain he endured was simply chilling.

Eleventh Update!

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