After a while, it was already completely dark, and Qin Sheng finally found the cave with the compass, only to see that he couldn't wait to drill into it with a flashlight, as impatient as if he was going to drill a woman's bed.

Zhong Lixiu, who had been waiting for him for a long time, looked at him not far away, and wondered a little in his heart, could this person have any special habits for ghosts? Why are you so anxious?

After a slight pause, Zhong Lixiu also followed, there was a newly nailed iron nail at the entrance of the cave, and a rope was firmly tied to it, it seemed that Qin Sheng had climbed down the rope.

Looking down from the entrance of the cave, a faint light can be seen slowly moving downward.

After the light disappeared completely, Zhong Lixiu floated down slowly, and he didn't need to use tools such as ropes, it was very easy.

After reaching the bottom, Zhong Lixiu found that there was also a cave below, and there was a dark passage on the left side that could accommodate one person, which was very gloomy.

Zhong Lixiu walked in unhurriedly, the passage was very long, and the walls around it were damp and full of moss, but they were very neat, and it was obviously built by hand.

After walking for about ten minutes, Zhong Lixiu saw the dim light emitted by a lit candle, illuminating a stone room.

In the middle of the stone room, there is a decaying coffin, which is particularly eye-catching, it seems that this is an ancient tomb, no wonder it is so cold and damp, and Qin Sheng is standing next to the coffin, staring at the coffin with burning eyes.

Zhong Lixiu stood quietly in the distance, not in a hurry, and I don't know if Qin Sheng, who only had the coffin in his eyes, noticed Zhong Lixiu's arrival, anyway, he didn't look back.

At this time, Qin Sheng rubbed his hands, looking very excited, he carefully put his hands on the coffin board, and then gently pushed, the already rotten coffin board was easily pushed away by him, and the coffin board fell to the ground with a "clang".

I saw a dried corpse lying in the coffin, the shriveled black skin was tightly clinging to the bones, the hollow eye sockets and the two rows of neat teeth looked extremely oozing.

But Qin Sheng's expression was as usual, as if he was used to seeing this kind of scene, he bent down and stretched out his hand to grope for something inside the coffin, looking like an experienced tomb robber, not a ghost hunter.

After groping for a while, but he didn't find any treasures, Qin Sheng was obviously a little anxious, his breathing became short, and the movements in his hands sped up a little. Just as he was about to lift the body, a violent wind suddenly rose from the bottom of the coffin.

Qin Sheng was shocked, and hurriedly took a step back, and then a frightened scene appeared, only to see the extremely ugly-looking soul-attracting demon floating out of the coffin.

The white hair that was still in a shawl, and the cyan face that was hideous and ugly to the extreme, looked very similar to the corpse in the coffin.

Seeing this soul-attracting demon, Qin Sheng's whole person was like a lightning strike, his hair stood upside down, and his face turned pale, although he pretended to be calm, the sound of snorting violently and his trembling legs still betrayed him.

Zhong Lixiu felt angry and funny, Qin Sheng didn't claim to be the personal disciple of the head of Maoshan Mountain? Or the next head of Maoshan? Scared like this when you see a ghost?

Is it because this soul-attracting demon is so ugly?

The Soul Attracting Demon's erosive mouth that could not be called a mouth spat out a breath of green air, raised a pair of dry and black claws, made the standard action when a ghost pinched someone, and pinched Qin Sheng's neck.

With his life in danger, Qin Sheng pinched his thigh, regained some sense, and hurriedly took out a peachwood sword from his satchel and stabbed it out.

His peachwood sword was not like a mortal, a burst of golden light flashed, and the scream of the deadly ghost who was stabbed by this sword flashed to the side, and the terrible voice was particularly piercing in this airtight tomb.

A sword repelled the soul-attracting demon, Qin Sheng had a little confidence in his heart, knowing that he had a few catties and a few taels, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and chased after him with a peachwood sword.

But the soul-attracting demon is not a master to be messed with, and it is not comparable to ordinary ghosts, who have plagued and sucked the yang energy of several living people.

Just now when he was accidentally stabbed with a sword, the Soul Attracting Demon instantly became angry, it screamed, and the sudden cold air in the tomb even staggered Qin Sheng's blood.

"Little thief, dare to go to the general's territory to spread wild, damn it!"

The voice of the soul attracting demon hoarse to the extreme sounded, and it suddenly floated to Qin Sheng's back, the speed was extremely fast, the latter didn't react at all, and it was kicked out and flew out, and the peachwood sword fell to the ground in response.

Qin Sheng struggled to get up from the ground, and hurriedly went to pick up the peachwood sword, but unexpectedly, he was slapped by the soul attracting demon and spun around twice on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the slap slapped him in the face, and the snapping sound was very rhythmic and energetic!

The sad Qin Sheng didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and was ravaged by the soul-luring demon like a father beating his son.

But the Soul Seeker doesn't seem to want to kill him directly, but is constantly teasing him.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu fought with you!" , Being beaten like this, the anger in Qin Sheng's heart was also stimulated, he roared angrily, he thought he was going to jump up and fight with the soul-attracting demon, but he didn't expect him to roll on the ground with his head in his hands, and the speed of rolling was very fast, and he really found the gap and got the peachwood sword.

"Ugly, you're so deceitful!"

Qin Sheng, who got the peachwood sword, seemed to have regained his confidence, gritted his teeth and scolded, straightened his waist, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and used his strength to eat, which was a random slash.

Although his peachwood sword swung quickly, it didn't hurt the soul-attracting demon at all, it kept dodging back and forth, and even the thick mockery and disdain could be seen in the empty eye sockets that had no eyeballs.

It's like watching a clown who has lost his mind perform to his heart's content.

"Bastard! Don't hide, I'm going to hack you to death today! ”

Qin Sheng also found that he couldn't hurt the soul-attracting demon at all, and if he continued like this, the ghost didn't cut it, and he was tired first.

He scolded angrily, the movements of his hands sped up a few points, and he kept jumping left and right, swinging the peachwood sword, hoping to hack this soul-attracting demon to death with a single sword.

The Soul Attracting Demon understood his words, and did not continue to dodge, but found the right time to kick Qin Sheng's wrist, and the peachwood sword flew out again, and then, it pressed his head and pushed him out.

"Ah......h

Poor Qin Sheng hit his head on the coffin, and when he landed, his forehead was flushed, and his nosebleed flowed, and the sourness made him scream, and even tears flowed down his eyes.