Yang Xiong was very annoyed at the moment, why did he carry it so much and follow the team to fish for oil and water, but he didn't expect to catch such an unlucky thing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at the red book in his hand, Yang Xiong's eyes showed irrepressible boredom and. A little fear.

Originally, Yang Xiong learned from the old man in the village that not far from the village, someone had found an ancient tomb that looked very old. Yang Xiong thought about it, there must be something valuable in it. I can't help but think from the heart.

His parents left early, and his relatives also left far away, so Yang Xiong's family background can naturally be imagined. It's really hard to have a life without money. If you can go inside to get a penny, maybe it will be sent, Yang Xiong couldn't help licking his lips when he thought of this. So I knocked on the side and found out the true location of the tomb.

However, a wave of cowardice came from Yang Xiong's heart, not because he Yang Xiong was timid, but because anyone would be more or less afraid of the cemetery. After all, it was a place for the dead, and besides, it was a tomb where the dead had been for a long time, so I couldn't keep it in there.

It is said that the village chief has reported this situation to the county, and it is believed that a large team of archaeologists will soon flock to this place. When the time comes, it's hard to reach out.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, damn, death is death, how can you make money without taking risks. Besides, they are all people who have been dead for thousands of years, and they are all dead, afraid of hair? Shaking his head, Yang Xiong nodded. So he went to do something.

I've never seen pork, and I've seen pigs run, Yang Xiong has the most time, and he hasn't read much of those tomb robbery novels, and he knows more or less what to bring. What Luoyang shovel, rat clothes or something.

It took a whole day to buy this place, and Yang Xiong followed the sunset back to his home. Panting, he put the things on his back in the middle of the ground. "Damn, I'm tired," Yang Xiong muttered.

Take a look. Things are really complete, what shovels, small chisels, but, what the hell are autumn pants? Yang Xiong looked at it and also had a black line, damn it, there are no mouse clothes here, you can only use autumn pants and autumn clothes instead, anyway, spring and summer, and it is not very cold at night. After saying that, he buried himself in cleaning up again.

At the time of the month, some of the semi-circular moons did not shine on this road. At midnight, everyone in the village went to bed early, only to see that the originally dark lights of Yang Xiong's house were turned on again. Cautiously poking his head out and looking around. As quiet as you thought. adjusted his breath before his whole body walked out.

In this way, I walked in the direction of the cemetery outside the village. As he walked, Yang Xiong couldn't help but look around. I'm afraid that someone will pop up from nowhere, and I will really be at a loss for words when the time comes.

In this way, I sneaked to the location of the tomb, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, there were originally people on duty here, but because it was late at night, it was estimated that they all went back to the ondol. Who would want to stay in this ghost place for one night, out of him, Yang Xiong can't think of a second kind of person.

Having said that, this tomb is close in front of him, but Yang Xiong's feet are like being filled with lead water, and it is difficult to move an inch. Swallowed my saliva, my good man, this is a tomb, and when I disappeared, I heard people talk about black devils, big rice dumplings or something.

Although it was people who scared children, it wasn't until they were there that they knew that the fear of youth had not disappeared with time at all, but was just quietly hidden, until this moment, all the fears that had been sealed exploded in Yang Xiong's brain.

The dark tomb is like a man-eating monster, as if once you enter it, you will never be able to get out again. The cry of the cricket is the best sound now, Yang Xiong closed his eyes tightly, and he was entangled in his heart, whether to enter or not.

Just as he was still here, a rush of footsteps made Yang Xiong nervous, and Yang Xiong hurriedly hid under the awkward mouth on the side, and made the autumn coat black in order to hide people's eyes. Easy to hide.

I only heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and saw that there were still a lot of people, there were five or six, and I saw that these people were all dark, their steps were vigorous, and the tools in their hands were even more than Yang Xiong had ever seen, connoisseur! Yang Xiong thought about it, but the nose of this group of people was also spiritual, and they actually found this place so quickly.

I saw a few people talking for a while and then began to work, I saw a person holding a small black shovel, looking around the tomb, only to find a point, and began to dig, don't look at the shovel is small, but the work efficiency is extremely fast, and after a while, a hole with a thick waist.

The man digging the hole glanced at the people around him and entered the hole himself. Several other people followed, only to see that they were tied to this rope between people, connecting them together, although it was thin, but it was very tough, and it must have been a special rope that had been processed.

Yang Xiong, who was struggling not far away, looked at his rough tools and couldn't help but be speechless. I saw that the people all went in one after another, and only the last one was left to stand guard in front of the entrance of the cave. This made it difficult for Yang Xiong, who originally wanted to follow the cat, but it was obvious that he had a backhand.

Now Yang Xiong can only pray that those few people don't get too dark and leave a few for themselves, just like that, time passed slowly, and almost half of them had disappeared when they entered, and Mu Tian also waited in this place for half an hour. I saw that the sentry man also yawned.

Just as Yang Xiong turned around and stretched his waist, suddenly a strong wind rose, and the stones that blew up made Yang Xiong unable to open his eyes, only to hear a big movement on the other side of the tomb, "Go!" This is the Bloody Corpse Tomb, hurry up! ”

Yang Xiong on the side was confused, what is a bloody corpse tomb. It seems to be very awesome, but on the contrary, the sentry man is desperately dragging people out of the tomb. Yang Xiong looked at it, and he also saw that something was wrong. I saw that the originally hard ground around the tomb suddenly seemed to be boiled, bubbling and bubbling.

Yang Xiong rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, and when he looked closely through the faint moonlight, it was actually true! And it was blood-red, and a bloody stench came to my nose, and I saw that the guy next to me seemed to pull it out. Yang Xiong's legs suddenly weakened when he saw it, where is the person, it is clearly a blood-red monster.

"Hehe" A dull and weird laugh came out of the blood-red monster's mouth, and the sentry wanted to run, but it was too late, the bloody hand was like a sharp blade, and easily passed through the man's chest, and the plasma burst out, and he saw Yang Xiong's face not far away. The smell of fresh blood stimulates Yang Xiong's brain.

Yang Xiong turned around and ran, although his legs were already weak, but the instinct to survive made Yang Xiong still run fast. I saw that the blood-red monster turned around and looked in the direction of Yang Xiong's escape, and with a wave of his hand, a blood-red light swept towards Yang Xiong, and at the same time, another purple gold light from the cemetery also flew towards Yang Xiong.

The purple-gold light flew quickly, catching up with the red light, dispersing it and hitting Yang Xiong's body. However, Yang Xiong didn't care about observing, and his fear made him run towards home.

Pushed open the door of the house, turned on the light, didn't even take off his shoes, and went straight into the quilt, shivering. The lights were dazzling, and the shadow of the blood-red monster lingered in Yang Xiong's mind.

"I'll find you!" The dull and strange voice continued to echo in Yang Xiong's mind, and after a while, a deep sleepiness struck, Yang Xiong fell asleep unconsciously, only to see that after he fell asleep, the purple-golden light appeared again, enveloping Yang Xiong's whole body.

After a while, the red evil qi in Yang Xiong's body was forced out by this purple qi and disappeared into the air. This made Yang Xiong, who was trembling in his sleep, suddenly quiet. Purple qi poured into Yang Xiong's body again. And an old book that was red appeared in Yang Xiong's hand. It vaguely reads "Crape Myrtle Heavenly Dao".

This is the book that made Yang Xiong tired and frightened at the beginning, and early the next morning, Yang Xiong got up with a foul smell, and hurriedly washed early, so uncomfortable, his body was light, and he seemed to be able to jump on the roof. The skin seems to be much whiter than before.

After taking a bath, he discovered the existence of this book, Yang Xiong will not forget that terrible night, and naturally has a deep fear of the things of that night, thinking that this book is an evil thing. So they threw him in the garbage heap outside the door.

Originally, Yang Xiong thought that this matter would be over, but he didn't expect that he had a strange dream at night, only to see a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, using a golden brush to write all kinds of inexplicable and wonderful symbols in the air, constantly floating towards the top of his head. And he couldn't move.

When I woke up, I found that the book was actually placed on my left hand side. This made Yang Xiong a little surprised, and after going back and forth a few times, the book still appeared, and the Taoist priest still appeared in his dream.

Although the books are there, but every day, the book becomes a little thinner, and at this moment, Yang Xiong seemed to figure out something, and actually came up with a sentence: "It's fate, it's hard to escape, it's okay." This surprised everyone who said this, because Yang Xiong only had the first Chinese, where would there be any four-character idioms.

The more I read this book, the more I felt itchy, and I unconsciously took it in my hand, opened it, and watched it.