Treating ghost servants as friends, Zhao Zishen heard of it for the first time. However, looking at Qin Yan's serious appearance, he felt that Qin Yan was not joking.

Zhao Zishen sighed and said helplessly: "Heavenly Master! Don't you know, my Hundred Spirits Soul Chasing Technique is very soul-consuming! It would be nice to be able to find the two of you! ”

In the end, Zhao Zishen waved his hand and said, "That's it!" That's it! I'm still a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the West! I just ask the Heavenly Master to do his best when he helps my grandson continue his life! ”

"That's nature!" Qin Yan immediately agreed.

Zhao Zishen nodded, and once again cast the Bailing Soul Chasing Technique, and found Murong Xuehan.

As soon as Murong Xuehan appeared, she hugged Qin Yan and said with a little choked up, "Master, are you okay?" That's great! ”

Seeing Murong Xuehan and Qin Yan so affectionate, Ma Jiao immediately coughed dryly: "Hey, hey, hey!" What do you do? Let's go! ”

Although Ma Jiao also knew that the adopted daughter ghost was for pleasure, and she also felt that Qin Yan must have clicked Murong Xuehan, but she didn't know why, seeing the two of them so affectionate, she felt uncomfortable.

Murong Xuehan quickly let go of Qin Yan's neck, and two blushes rose on his face.

Being hugged tightly by Murong Xuehan just now, Qin Yan once again felt the enthusiasm of the big-breasted beauty uncomfortable!

Being squeezed tightly by the meat ball, Qin Yan was a little out of breath.

His heart was beating faster because of the excitement, and Qin Yan was in dire need of a fresh breath.

But Murong Xuehan just spoke on your lips, blowing the qi she inhaled into Qin Yan's mouth.

Although Murong Xuehan's breath was fresh and fragrant, there was too little oxygen.

What Qin Yan needs now is oxygen.

Seeing that Qin Yan and Murong Xuehan were like experiencing life and death parting, Zhao Zishen shrugged his shoulders playfully, and secretly said in his heart, the young man's firepower is strong, not only playing with ghosts, but also playing with people, and he is not afraid of being sucked dry.

Zhao Zishen also thought that Qin Yan not only had a leg with Ma Jiao, but also had a leg with Murong Xuehan.

If Qin Yan knew what Zhao Zishen was thinking, he would definitely be extremely aggrieved, let alone playing, they hadn't even discussed it in depth.

Just as he was about to go up the steps, Qin Yan suddenly remembered something: "Master Zhao, can you use the Bailing Soul Chasing Technique to find out Zhang Di?" ”

Zhao Zishen shook his head: "My Gu snake didn't smell the soul smell of Zhang Di's three souls, so I couldn't find him at all, so we could only go inside and find him!" ”

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Yan knew that the eight Gu Snake people stood up just now to sniff the soul smell on their bodies.

On the pavilion, when Zhao Zishen saw the four words on the stone tablet, he couldn't help squinting his eyes and read word by word: "Trespassing-trespassing-death!" ”

Only then did Qin Yan know that the four words on the stele were the death of the trespasser.

In order to scare the tomb robbers, many tombs usually write some threatening words to make the tomb robbers retreat.

Zhao Zishen shook his head and said speechlessly: "These people don't know what they think, it seems that if you write it, others won't dare to rob the tomb." ”

Anyone who dares to rob a tomb, even if you write these words, the tomb robber will not flinch.

Whoever dared not rob the tomb, he would not dare to come down at all, let alone see this.

Bypassing the stele and getting off the pavilion, Qin Yan and the three of them came to the side of the canal about five or six meters wide.

Qin Yan never thought that there was an artificially repaired canal in this tomb palace, and there was still water in the canal, and the most important thing was that there were several coffins floating on the water.

These coffins were all bright red, and the candlelight reflected a dazzling red light on them.

Qin Yan raised his head and looked across the canal.

Not far from the canal stands a temple gate, and on the head of the temple gate hangs a plaque with three large characters written on it.

The font of these three big characters is exactly the same as the font of the stone tablet on the pavilion, and Qin Yan does not recognize it.

On either side of the temple gate, two small chests were erected.

The small box looks very strange, it looks like a coffin, but it is placed vertically.

Qin Yan had never seen a coffin placed vertically, so he wasn't sure.

"This is the front hall of the tomb palace, enter the front hall, and then pass through the nave and apse, you can reach the main palace of the princess." Zhao Zishen explained unhurriedly, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the two small boxes at the door of the front hall.

"There are no guards and guardians in front of the door, but there are only two small coffins, it seems that these two small coffins are not ordinary things, everyone should be careful."

As soon as Zhao Zi's mythical voice fell, the two small coffins suddenly sounded a "bang bang" sound.

Although this sound was only a few times, and it was not loud, it was still a little scary to hear it suddenly in the ancient tomb.

The "bang" sound of the small coffin just stopped, and more than a dozen coffins floating in the canal suddenly sounded "bang", not only the frequency was fast, but also the sound was loud, as if someone was beating desperately inside, trying to break out of the coffin.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the coffin inside the canal.

The lids of these coffins were pushed up from time to time, but as if they were bound by something, and then they were closed with a "bang".

"Not good! We disturbed them, and we had to hurry over the aqueduct into the front hall. Zhao Zishen said as he looked at Ma Jiao.

Ma Jiao nodded, took out three paper-tied horses from her arms, and recited a spell to ignite the three horses with soul fire.

The three horses neighed, and changed from palm-sized paper horses to normal-sized yin horses.

Ma Jiao was the first to ride on horseback, followed by Zhao Zishen.

Qin Yan had never ridden a real horse, let alone a yin horse, but when he saw that Ma Jiao and both of them were riding, he also followed and rode on the horse.

Waiting for Qin Yan to ride on the horse, Ma Jiao recited the spell and pointed forward.

The three horses immediately stood up, neighed loudly, and then stepped on the ground with their front legs, bent their knees, and leaped from one side of the canal to the other.

Qin Yan only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the whole person rose into the air.

Just when the three yin horses leaped over the canal, the sound of "bang bang bang" sounded one after another, and the lids of the coffins were immediately opened.

The lid of the coffin hit the belly of the yin horse, and the yin horse screamed sadly, and suddenly turned into a gust of yin wind and disappeared.

Red figures jumped out of the coffin, and they each stretched out their hands to grab the feet of Qin Yan and the others, and pulled them into the canal.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Caught off guard, Qin Yan and the three of them fell into the canal respectively.

A strong smell of blood suddenly came to his face and penetrated into Qin Yan's nose.

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Yan knew that it was not water that flowed in the canal, but blood.