Jin Shiyi's exclamation suddenly sounded behind us: "I didn't expect it to be a misty flower spirit, it is really rare in the world, and the third master of the spirit has good skills." "It turns out that this is Hua Ling, she is so beautiful. I looked at the woman in front of me and saw that she was not aggressive except for the stunned expression.

King Ling's tomb clasped his hands to his chest, "Senior brother, do you want to kill it?" ”

Ling Zheng stretched out his hand to block King Ling's tomb, and said lightly: "Mi Gu has appeared in human form, and there may be something to tell you." ”

What do you have to say? Is it about the thing in the tomb?

I was thinking like this, when suddenly a faint thought entered my mind, I was stunned, turned my head to Lingzheng and said, "Lingzheng, Mi said that she was afraid." "Under the mist, the neat lines of Lingzheng's face are handsome and charming.

Lingzheng instructed Jin Shiyi and King Ling's tomb to take a few steps back, and then pulled me in front of him: "First year of junior high school, you tell her, don't panic, I brought her here just to hope that she will guide us the way." ”

I looked at the misty flower spirit and smiled, and silently conveyed the meaning of Lingzheng to her in my heart.

Even if ordinary animal spirits and plant spirits cultivate into human form, they will not use human language to express their thoughts and thoughts, so even if we encounter a spiritual object, we do not understand that this is a spiritual object. In fact, everything in the world has spirituality, and there are spiritual beings around us all the time.

Mi Yu didn't speak, as I expected, just looked at me, and I felt her tremble a little, but finally quieted down, and in the blink of an eye turned into a small multicolored flower that fell in front of me. I stretched out my hand to catch it, and smiled at Lingzheng, like a child begging for candy, "Lingzheng, aren't people very powerful?" ”

Ling Zheng smiled lightly: "It's very powerful." ”

I asked, "Was there a reward for that night?" ”

Shen Yan said: "Tang Chuyi, why do you pretend to be that little at night in your mind all day long? ”

I snorted, "You haven't tasted the sweetness, wait for you...... Ouch! Lingzheng, why are you pinching people again, your waist is swollen by you, how can you use it at night? ”

Lingzheng: "......"

Jin Shiyi leaned into Shen Yan's ear and whispered, "Little Yan'er baby, do you want to use me at night?" ”

"You're fucking looking for death, aren't you?"

"Ouch, you fierce woman, how did I fall in love with you...... Ahh Don't fight, don't fight, it's a blessing to meet you from my three lives......"

It's quite interesting to watch me Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi play around.

When he looked at the tomb of King Ling next to him, he immediately burst into laughter.

The two of us are in love here, and the tomb of King Ling is lonely, will we be hurt by 10,000 points?

King Ling's tomb is also interesting, he looks handsome and extraordinary, and his occult skills are not low, except for his rough personality and domineering, everything else seems to be okay, why didn't he find a partner?

Jin Shiyi blushed and said to Shen Yan: "Hey, fierce woman, do we want to ...... at night?"

"Get out! Dead perverts! ”

"Don't you like me like that? …… Ouch......" Before Jin Shiyi's words were finished, King Ling's tomb suddenly took a coin from his arms and threw it at Jin Shiyi, Jin Shiyi reacted and dodged to the side, but he was still scratched by the coin, and his clothes were torn a small hole. Jin Shiyi was so angry that he scolded, "King Ling's tomb, Lao Tzu has an enmity with you?" I'm talking to my little baby, what are you messing with? Are you unwilling to see Yan'er snatched away by me? ”

King Ling smiled contemptuously: "You two are arguing so much that the uncle is upset. ”

Jin Shiyi was not convinced, and wanted to go up to reason with King Ling's tomb, Shen Yan hurriedly pulled Jin Shiyi and looked at King Ling's tomb fixedly: "Brother Tomb, it's not right for us to quarrel with you, don't beat Jin Shiyi, his kung fu is not as good as you, don't bully him." ”

King Ling's tomb plucked out his ears, "Little forensic doctor, if you quarrel again, the uncle will tear your neck." ”

Jin Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and was about to scold, Shen Yan grabbed Jin Shiyi's ears: "Just your kung fu of the triangular cat, you are not the opponent of Brother Tomb, be honest with me!" ”

"No, Xiao Yan'er, I ......"

"Shut up!"

"Oh."

Jin Shiyi was angry on both sides, and he was so angry that he couldn't do it, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he could only bow his head and sulk.

Lingzheng took my hand, "Let's go, let's go to the tomb." ”

"Hmm." I turned my head and glanced at you, and I understood and took the initiative to follow.

There are a total of nine gates in this ancient city wall, and we walked from the main gate to the side gate, and then continued to walk some distance. After walking for about ten minutes, I couldn't help but ask: "Lingzheng, there are traces of artificial repair at the foot of this city wall, if there is really a mausoleum, it will not be discovered long ago?" ”

Jin Shiyi smiled: "You don't know, right?" Let me answer this mobile book for you, have you heard of the tomb robbery that shocked warlocks in '98? ”

I shook my head: "I only remember that in 98, there was a big flood in Honghu Lake, and many people were drowned. ”

"That's a gimmick to cover people's eyes." Jin Shiyi quickly took over the conversation.

"Shh......h Pitchers have ears. Shen Yan casually picked up a branch on the ground and knocked it on Jin Shiyi's head, "Second goods, you should be quiet for the old lady, say less, don't make Brother Tomb angry, you know?" ”

Jin Shiyi spat at the tomb of King Ling, "It's obviously a big guy who makes me angry, and you still help him." ”

Shen Yan glanced at Jin Shiyi with a sharp expression, Jin Shiyi smiled, and really didn't continue to speak.

We walked for another ten minutes and a ditch several meters wide appeared in front of us, but fortunately it did not rain, otherwise the ditch would have become a small river. It is said that in 98 years, in order to repair this collapsed section, a team of archaeologists dug a trench. - It seems that what they just said about robbing the tomb is not groundless.

Fortunately, there are not many tomb robbers now, otherwise there will be another uproar.

Ling Zheng led us here, stopped, and instructed King Ling's tomb to put his backpack on the ground, take out a compass and ruler, and begin to measure the direction along this horizontal ditch. Ling Zhengzhi stood there quietly, his eyes closed. The spirit is observing the wind, and he can judge the answer he wants by the direction of the wind. Even if the sun is shining and we don't feel the slightest wind, Lingzheng can determine the result by the small fluctuations in the air.

I once joked that if Lingzheng helped the police find the murderer, it would be done in minutes, but Lingzheng was punished for standing for an hour. Since then, I no longer dare to joke about Lingzheng's ability. Lingzheng was always wrapped in a thick fog, sometimes honest with people, sometimes mysterious, which aroused my strong curiosity and desire to explore. However, I didn't dare to explore too much, and I was too curious.

I don't know when my love and fear for Lingzheng began to take root and sprout.

Maybe it's from the moment I first met more than ten years ago, when I was young and afraid of Lingzheng, but now I'm older and love Lingzheng.

These two feelings linger and will stay with me for the rest of my life.

I was looking at Lingzheng's side face and making countless pink fantasies, but I was interrupted by a burst of scolding from Jin Shiyi, and turned to look dissatisfied, and found that he was holding half a gray brick in his hand. When he got closer, he saw that the weeds at his feet had been cleared by him, revealing a palm-sized stone with a pattern of Tai Chi Bagua printed on it. If you are not careful, it can be difficult to find in an overgrown area.

Could it be that this is the entrance to the tomb of King Chu? It's a little weird, I guess it's weird.

Shen Yan patted Jin Shiyi's shoulder and said, "Second goods, don't be so violent, look at the old lady and mine." Shen Yan said and squatted down and took out a piece of wire from her bag, one end of the wire was a circle, and the other end was a curved hook, much like the long hook used to fish for yellow eels. Shen Yan looked at King Ling's tomb, "Brother Tomb, is this okay?" ”

King Ling nodded expressionlessly, put the floppy disk in his hand in front of Shen Yan, and turned around to ask Lingzheng, "Senior brother, which direction?" ”

Lingzheng opened his eyes and said, "Yin side, two centi, water." ”

King Ling's Tomb nodded to Shen Yan again, Shen Yan hummed, then put the wire close to the black dot on the white side of the gossip map, took out a glass bottle from the bag, and poured a drop of liquid onto the wire. As soon as the liquid touched the wire, it immediately dripped onto the stone slab, swam around the gossip pattern like a snake, and after a few seconds, it was frozen in one place.

Shen Yan said: "Brother Tomb, the door is at the threshold. ”

King Ling's tomb was a little solemn, "Senior brother, the door is in the threshold, it is the northern ghost gate." This place seems to have been touched by people, is it a three-way way? Saying that, he looked at Jin Shiyi a few times, Jin Shiyi snorted coldly at the tomb of King Ling, looked up at the sky and did not speak.

Lingzheng stepped on a place with his foot, paused, and called me: "On the first day of the new year, pinch the Qingming ruler well." ”

"Uh-oh." I said in my heart what are you doing with a Qingming ruler at this time? And there are no enemies. However, I was still obedient, took out the Qingming ruler, and clasped my hands horizontally, "Lingzheng, why do you want me to take the Qingming ruler?" I teased, "Can this ruler pass on my spiritual power to you?" ”

King Ling's tomb gave me a blank look: "As long as you have this little spiritual power, you don't want to give it to Senior Brother for nothing." Senior brother is afraid that your small body will not be able to withstand the yin qi in the tomb, and if you hold the Qingming ruler, he can take over the killing intent for you. ”

I asked, "What is the killing intent in the middle of the can?" ”

"Do it." Ling Zheng coldly spat out two words.

Dark clouds rolled up in the sky, and from among the clouds came the sound of thunder and lightning, as if it was going to rain. A gust of wind blew a small grain of gravel into my eyes, and I hurriedly closed my eyes to rub it. As soon as my hand left the Qingming ruler, a piercing pain hit my whole body, and I clenched it again in a hurry. Presumably that is the killing intent in the camp that King Ling's tomb said, it makes people so uncomfortable. - Because of the instantaneous pain just now, my tears flowed out, but by mistake it just washed away the sand and gravel in my eyes, and I felt a lot more comfortable.

"Boom!"

A blast of thunder shook the sky, and the surrounding grass and trees were suddenly blown around, and many of them hit me, but they didn't feel pain. I squinted my eyes to see, a black gas rose from in front of King Ling's tomb, and before it reached chest level with King Ling's tomb, Ling Zheng held the golden dragon pestle high and pressed it, and the golden light was like the sun, stirring the black gas into a whirlwind. The wind was blowing stronger and stronger, enveloping us, and I could barely stand still.