"Sister Bing, is he your friend?"

"Hmm!"

"Then why doesn't he speak?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Bing looked at Wang Bu'er with a curious face a little puzzled, thinking to himself what interest you have in a big boy for men.

Wang Buji sneered, glanced at the hard and cool man, and said, "I just think that he didn't speak all the way, I'm afraid that he will be suffocated!" ”

……

Li Bing was speechless, ignored it anymore, and helped Chen Xiaoyu to continue walking towards the depths of the pitch-black passage.

The cool man with a clear face, a heroic and fierce face, a pair of eyes that emitted a sharp light, glared at Wang Buer, showed that contempt, did not speak, and continued to follow Li Bing.

"What are you staring at, isn't it just a little cooler, it's very good!"

Wang Buji glared back at the cool man with disdain, but he didn't drag the second goods at all. I was bored with myself, so I could only pout and stare at him, and continue to follow the team.

However, Wang Buji looked at the back of the cool man, his eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a trace of confusion.

Immediately, he followed everyone to Hu Fatzi's side and said, "Fat uncle, we entered this passage before, but there were other people who found out?" ”

Hu Fatzi didn't understand Wang Bu'er's question, but he said with certainty: "I discovered this way, so naturally I won't let others know!" How can you ask this? Has anyone followed us? ”

When the others heard this, their hearts immediately tightened, and they all looked at Wang Bu'er.

"I just think that I'm afraid that the people of the White Lotus Sect will also find this passage and keep up!" Wang Buji said with a smile.

"Probably not, before the stone gate of the passage was closed, I walked at the end, and I saw the young master of the White Lotus Sect fleeing in the opposite direction, and it was impossible to find it coming!" Chasing out the corpse is a senior brother of Han Zhiran, Song Gao said.

"Did you notice something wrong?" Chen Lubing looked at Wang Buer a little strangely.

Wang Buer chuckled twice and said: "No, it's just a concern, don't just care about the crisis ahead, but also pay attention to the back, don't be taken advantage of and help others count the money, don't know, keep going!" ”

After Wang Buji finished speaking, he hit the front again and continued to walk into the depths of the passage, ignoring the stunned crowd behind him.

They were indeed shocked by Wang Buji's words, and they were all confused, they didn't know what Wang Buji said, "Being used by others? What the hell is going on, for the puzzle, Han Liran, Lei Li, Zhang Tao and others looked at each other, and they all felt doubtful, and they were puzzled.

As everyone went deeper and deeper, in the depths of the dark and quiet corridor, a cold breath came to the face, under the illumination of the strong lights, the white dust was wandering, and a yin wind blew, "click", and suddenly resounded in the quiet and strange passage.

Suddenly everyone was shocked, and Wang Buji in front of him was stunned, he shone the strong light miner's lamp at his feet, but found that his right foot was stepping on a human skull and collapsed.

Immediately, he found that in front of the passage, the ground was covered with white human bones, and he didn't know how many people had died to leave so many bodies, not very complete wreckage, submerged in gray dust, weathered by thousands of years. These wrecks are white bones, and a musty and quaint smell is induced from these bones, which makes people's scalp numb and cold down the spine.

Stepping on the white bone wreckage, making that crisp, piercing sound of breaking bones, they didn't want to step on those bones, but helplessly, this five-meter-wide passage was paved with too many bones, and they couldn't move their feet at all, and they could step on it, crisp and piercing, which made everyone's hearts blocked.

They try to keep their feet light and do not crush the bones, for for these young monks are the most important of the dead, and it is disrespectful to step on the bones of the dead.

Wang Bueryuan's eyes widened, his heart was shocked, he couldn't calm down, he looked at those horizontal to seven or eight, the clothes were overcovered, revealing white bones, in addition, there were some rotten and rusty bronze tools sprinkled among them. These tools were all used in the excavation or construction of imperial tombs, and they were all buried in this terrifying passage with countless white bones.

It's terrible, how many unjust souls and lonely ghosts are buried in this endless passage!

Everyone didn't dare to imagine, their eyes were shocked and afraid, especially Chen Xiaoyu, she had that kind of terrifying state before, and seeing a white bone at this moment made her even more frightened, but fortunately, Wang Buji's tranquilizing talisman comforted her.

"Don't panic, this is a common occurrence in ancient tombs!"

Hu Fatzi said lightly, his slightly chubby face, he couldn't see a trace of fear, to be precise, he was used to it, and it was no surprise to see it.

In order to ensure the secrecy of the imperial tomb, they can only be brutally killed, so that all the craftsmen and soldiers who built the entire imperial tomb, including all the eunuchs and concubines of the imperial family, all have to be buried as sacrifices, so you just see, which part of the craftsman is the craftsman, and when you get to the real Lu Wang Mausoleum, you will know what is called a mountain of bones! ”

Hu Fatzi said, it can be seen that his slightly chubby cheeks are beating, his heart is excited, and he immediately showed a lewd face, and the thief smiled: "These bones and corpses have already shown that the end of the passage is the real tomb of King Lu, let's hurry over!" ”

As he spoke, he stumbled on his clattering bones, shaking the bright miner's lamp and walking deeper into the passage.

Everyone was speechless, this thief fat man was really a good guts.

Wang Buji was full of emotion, looking at the bones on the ground, the white wreckage, proving the domineering of the ancient emperors. According to today's words, the emperors of feudal dynasties are all inhumane beasts.

If you die, you will die, and you will be buried so much, you are really a sinner who should be unforgiven even in the eighteen layers of hell.

Saying that, Wang Buer just sighed and complained, and when he was beckoning others to follow, he found that the fat man in front of him had stopped, and the slightly chubby body of the guy seemed to be trembling.

Suddenly, a strong yin wind blew in the face, with wild dust and white bones, raging in an uproar, and suddenly, so that everyone was completely defenseless, and was blown back a few steps, and the mouth and nose were full of bone dust.

"Not good!"

Wang Buji shouted, his mental power sensed that the crisis was approaching, he resisted the strong wind, and glanced at the fat man in front of him, not being blown by the yin wind, only to see his body trembling violently, and, what was even more terrifying, was coming up out of thin air, as if someone was choking his neck and lifting him up, struggling with his legs.

Wang Buer, who was shocked, wiped his eyes with both hands with sword fingers and opened his yin eyes. He has a yin and yang physique, and there is no need to open it deliberately.

Suddenly, he saw the situation clearly, it was a ghost that was doing something, a white ghost, hideous and ghostly, white and terrifying, its transparent soul body, both hands were pinching the neck of the fat man, and it was being lifted up, to kill him.

"Humph!"

Wang Buer snorted coldly, a little ghost who dares to harm people from the beginning, and even climbed on Tai Sui's head to, which is unforgivable.

So, Wang Buer stood up impressively, he stood up against the raging yin wind, his eyes were shining, and he directly took out a ghost suppression talisman and pinched it on the finger of the sword, and in an instant, he had gone to which ghost was in front of him, and he did not hesitate to shoot out the yellow talisman to suppress it.

"Edict!"

The ghost charm slapped directly on the ghost's eyebrows, making a piercing scream, and the town flew out, and in an instant, the ghost charm spontaneously combusted, incinerating the ghost into ashes and disappearing into darkness.

"What's going on!"

As soon as the yin wind stopped, Chen Lu Bing suddenly ran up, and saw Hu Fat Man lying on the ground swinging, his fat body trembling, his eyes widened, revealing his unprecedented expression of fear.

Just now, if it weren't for Wang Buji's action, I'm afraid he would have died.

"Let's open our eyes!"

Wang Buer said indifferently, he looked at the dark passage in front of him, and then he gasped, his face was gloomy and ugly, and his eyes were full of uneasiness and helplessness.

Seeing his ugly face, everyone felt bad, and they took out yellow talismans to open their eyes.

Suddenly, they screamed loudly, retreated in fright, their eyes widened, full of panic, their scalps were numb, their cold hairs exploded one by one, their backs were cold, their faces were uneasy, and their faces were difficult to see.

On the pitch-black passage ahead, a white mist rippled, and there, a thin white ghost, thousands of them, crowded the entire passage, and there was no end in sight.

They are all ragged, their souls are thin and transparent, their faces are pale, their eyes are pitch black, their eyes are cloudy and gray, chaotic, sluggish and willless ghosts, silently floating and standing all over the passage, as if they are like a group of paper-binding people, without movement.

"This ......!"

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the white ghosts crowded the entire passage in a daze, all of them were the clothes of the people in ancient costumes of the Warring States Period, and they were all lonely souls and remnants covered with a pile of white bone remains on the ground, these ghosts were trapped in this ancient tomb and did not get reincarnation.

Under the cruelty of thousands of years, their thin and almost transparent souls seem to be as fragile as if they can dissipate at any time at the touch of them.

It can be said that this group of countless ghosts is too pitiful, they are all craftsmen in the Warring States Period, and after the construction of the ancient tomb and the imperial mausoleum, they are all buried here, which makes people sigh sadly.

"What should I do?"

Someone asked, I don't know how to deal with these ghosts, they all seem to be afraid of Wang Fuji, these people with strong yang energy.

"Ignore them, light the light, and get out of the way!"

Wang Buji said indifferently. So he took out a yellow talisman and recited the talisman silently, and suddenly the yellow talisman burst out into a ball of fire, floating above Wang Buji's head like a lamp, and the firelight shone brightly around him, preventing those ghosts from approaching.

But all evil things are born afraid of fire.

When everyone saw it, they all took out yellow talismans and lit them and hung them above their heads, Wang Buji gave Li Bing and the cool man some too, but the cool man seemed to be not afraid of those ghosts and refused Wang Buji's kindness.

didn't care about it, lit the lights for Li Bing, as for Chen Xiaoyu hadn't recovered from the fright, Wang Buer didn't open her eyes, so as to avoid this little girl being scared again.

Wang Buer, who was heartbroken by Chen Xiaoyu, took it away from Li Bing's arms with a smile and hugged him directly, his reason was, "I'll take care of her!" ”

Li Bing didn't say anything, knowing that the relationship between Wang Buer and Chen Xiaoyu seemed to be destined to be a couple, but he was a little dissatisfied with Wang Buer's obscene face and his actions.

"Dead scoundrel, go back and see how the old lady cleans you up!"

Chen Xiaoyu's face was delicate, and her soft waist was embraced by Wang Buji, and the whole person seemed to be crawling on top of him.

The most hateful thing is that this guy is still restless in front of so many people, which really makes Chen Xiaoyu's teeth itch and has the urge to explode his balls.

As soon as Wang Buer heard the cute and delicate in his arms, his tone was scolding with strange hatred, and he immediately made him dare not make any presumptuous actions, so he could only laugh a few times to please the beauty.

This guy Yanfu made everyone else envious, especially Chen Lubing, he was not to be left behind, he ran to Li Bing's side in a hurry, smiling with cow dung, but before he could speak, he was glared at by Li Bing and sent out a strong murderous aura, and he was forced to retreat and didn't dare to think about it.

"Show me the eyes, I want to see them!" Chen Xiaoyu said softly.

"You're not afraid?"

"Actually, they're so pitiful!"

"Okay!"

Wang Buer was helpless, I really didn't know if Chen Xiaoyu's sensing ability was harming her, every time she suddenly sensed the thoughts of those ghosts, it made her so shocked and frightened, and finally sympathized with the flood.

After showing Chen Xiaoyu the yin eyes, everyone began to move on. Sure enough, the ghosts that filled the entire passage showed the fear of being afraid when they saw the scorching hunting lights hanging above everyone's heads.

There was a roar of fear from ghosts, and they were all involuntarily, and they all took the initiative to give way to a main road for Wang Fuji and his party to pass.

Some of the ghosts seemed to be fearless, and they were so hideous that they rushed to haunt the king, but before they could get even closer, they were incinerated to ashes by the scorching light of the lamp.

Suddenly, the ghosts of the entire passage were frightened, and the restless panic crowded to hide, for fear that they would turn into ashes.

After tasting the terrifying power of the lights, the group made a smooth journey, and they stepped on the bones of these ghosts with a rattling sound, and in the dead and silent corridor, the long echo was strange and piercing.

Looking at the ghosts on the left and right showing that kind of frightened expression, Wang Fuji and the others did not take the initiative to provoke, and walked for almost half an hour, and in the depths of the passage, the ghosts gradually became scarce, and finally none of the ghosts were wandering.

However, a gust of wind swept in and accompanied by the sound of Marty stomping on the stone slabs, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.

I saw that in the depths of the dark passage, a white soul horse, carrying a burly, black armor, helmet, heroic face, holding an overlord gun, and a ghost with a thick soul body, kicked the horse.

The reins of the horse were hanging, and the neighing sound of the horse was neighing, and the faces of Wang Fuji and the others were shocked, their scalps were numb, and their backs were cold, and they came to a halt.

Ghost General!