"In an ancient tomb a hundred miles to the west." The middle-aged woman glanced at the bamboo slip in Zuo Dengfeng's hand, and then stretched out her hand to the west.

"Take me there." Zuo Dengfeng left his seat and stood up and carried the wooden box.

The middle-aged woman saw Zuo Dengfeng's serious expression, and the heart she had just put down lifted up again, and she cowardly went out with him.

"No need to send it, let's go back." When Iron Shoes saw the two of them leaving the house, he immediately stood up from the door and waved at the middle-aged woman.

Zuo Dengfeng raised his hand to beckon Thirteen, and lifted the middle-aged woman to the ground and flew westward.

"What are you doing with it?" Iron Shoes followed, turning her head to look at the frightened middle-aged woman.

"Find an ancient tomb." Zuo Dengfeng replied casually, he was holding the middle-aged woman in his left hand, and Thirteen was on his right shoulder.

"Ah, digging graves again." Iron Shoes spoke in amazement.

"It's like I've dug a few times." Zuo Dengfeng frowned and spoke, this bundle of bamboo slips is undoubtedly Wu Qingzhu's handwriting, Wu Qingzhu is Wu Xinyu's master, she has too many doubts, according to Wu Xinyu's life, her master does not need to eat, why does this person not need to eat, why did he throw away the young Wu Xinyu ten years ago without saying goodbye, these things have always troubled Zuo Dengfeng, and now with Wu Qingzhu's clues, he naturally wants to find out.

Although the yellow-haired fox can transform into a human body, it has not survived the catastrophe, and it cannot control the air volley without the catastrophe, so Zuo Dengfeng can only carry it forward, and it will prompt the direction by opening its mouth, and the time of a hundred miles away from a cup of tea will rush to, according to the prompt of the yellow-haired fox, the two of them fell on the edge of a basin surrounded by four peaks.

This basin is not a basin in the broad sense of the word, because it is not a sunken terrain, but it is very flat compared to the surrounding peaks, and it is more than ten miles long from north to south, narrow from east to west, five or six miles, and is overgrown with spring flowers, which are shrubs that can bloom, and the branches are very long, intertwined with each other, covering the top of the area completely.

Spring flowers can be seen all over the country, some people will plant this plant on the grave of their relatives, after growing up, it is like an umbrella cover covering the grave, which has the effect of protecting the grave from rain, in addition, this plant is full of fragrance when it blooms, and the yellow flowers are not bright, which is very auspicious.

"Amitabha, the old man is out and waiting for you." The iron shoes just fell and ran away, the fox spirit here is very heavy, do not ask you to know that there are a lot of foxes hidden under the umbrella cover entwined by the spring flowers, foxes have many natural enemies in nature, tigers, jackals, leopards, and even black bears will hunt them, and the dense spring flower branches here undoubtedly provide them with good protection.

"Master, go to the east." Zuo Dengfeng put down the middle-aged woman and said that the east wind was blowing at this time, and the iron shoes ran to the west mountain.

As soon as the iron shoes heard this, he turned to the east, and Zuo Dengfeng pointed to the big tree not far behind him.

"Go in and tell your kind, and get out of here within half an hour, or don't blame you for being burned." Zuo Dengfeng said to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman agreed again when she heard this, and once again appeared in her original form and drilled into the spring flowers more than two feet high, Zuo Dengfeng swept back obliquely, and came to the big tree to breathe, the fox's breath here is still very heavy, but Zuo Dengfeng did not run to the peak where the iron shoes are located to dodge, he has to wait here for the yellow-haired fox to come back and recover.

Zuo Dengfeng sat on the branch of the tree and looked at this area, and at the same time pondered, this is located in the northwest of Hunan, nearly four thousand miles away from the Qingshui Temple in Kunyu Mountain, Shandong, how could the bamboo slips written by Wu Qingzhu appear here.

There is also the bundle of books in his hand, although the color and style are similar to the bundle of bamboo slips that were burned by Qing Shuiguan, but the bundle of bamboo slips in his hand is older than the bundle that was burned, and there are already signs of bending and crisping, although he can't judge the specific writing age of this bundle of bamboo slips, but it is roughly estimated that this bundle of bamboo slips has a history of at least thousands of years, could it be that Wu Qingzhu lived thousands of years.

These questions are not in line with common sense, Zuo Dengfeng's heart is full of questions, but he is not overly anxious, because as long as he finds the ancient tomb where the bamboo slips were unearthed, all questions will be answered.

At this moment, Zuo Dengfeng's heart was not only doubtful, but also a little warm, Wu Qingzhu was the master of Wu Xinyu, as long as things related to Wu Xinyu made him feel cordial, the standard love house and Wu.

Just when Zuo Dengfeng frowned and pondered, the spring flowers began to be restless, people talk about beasts and beasts, and the yellow-haired fox had already issued an alarm to the foxes who lived here, and the foxes began to move.

The foxes here are all ordinary yellow grass foxes, not very big, foxes in estrus in the spring, summer is when they nurse their offspring, generally male and female foxes with a group of small foxes, there are also cubs in their mouths, foxes are many, a litter of seven or eight, two big foxes can not finish at a time to divide many times, half an hour later is still in the mouth one after another, Zuo Dengfeng although the heart is anxious and not in a hurry to set fire, but wait for the fox to go away, before bringing the pure yang gauntlet to set fire to clear the obstacles.

Together, the smell of the fox was more pungent, Zuo Dengfeng retreated a hundred zhang to avoid the evil qi, half an hour later, he circled around the fire, and extinguished the mountain fire with Xuanyin true qi, before this he didn't think that Xuanyin true qi could also extinguish the fire, this time it was the first time, the effect was very good, the spell was good, and the techniques were all figured out little by little, without the guidance and help of the ancestors and predecessors, he could only explore little by little.

The fire burned away the tangled branches and leaves of the spring flowers, and a clearing appeared below, and the clearing was densely covered with many holes, which were supposed to be the holes of the foxes in and out, but there were no obvious graves or tombstones.

"Real person, please wait, let the concubine go to find it." The middle-aged woman turned around and was about to go to find the ancient tomb where the bamboo slips had been brought out.

"Wait, there's no hurry." Zuo Dengfeng probe grabbed it.

The middle-aged woman didn't know why, and looked at him suspiciously, but Zuo Dengfeng just raised his eyes to look around the area and didn't speak.

Half an hour later, there was no smoke coming out of the clearing, Zuo Dengfeng raised his hand and signaled the middle-aged woman who was transformed by the fox to lead the way, there will be residual sparks and charcoal on the grass after the fire, this middle-aged woman has no shoes, Zuo Dengfeng is afraid of burning it, although he has killed countless people, he never oppresses the good.

The middle-aged woman went first, Zuo Dengfeng was behind, the iron shoes did not come, and as soon as he said that he wanted to dig the grave, he avoided it from afar.

The fire burned all the covering, and some scattered bones appeared on the ground, these bones have been whitened and crisped, and they will be broken when you touch them, because there was a fire here before, so Zuo Dengfeng can't determine whether the crispiness of these bones is caused by years of wind and sun or the previous fire, but the former may have a large surname, because there are bones here but there is no grave, which indicates that the grave has been leveled by years of invasion.

The whitened bones are scattered in a wide area, mostly leg bones and skeletons, these two bones are relatively hard, and they have been preserved for a relatively long time, according to the many leg bones and skeletons, many people were buried here at that time.

As for the only possibility of why these bones appeared on the ground, it was made by foxes, foxes are omnivorous animals, although they do not eat carrion corpses, they have another strange habit, they like to eat maggots on corpses.

It is very difficult to find an established ancient tomb in an area where there is no reference, the middle-aged woman did not go far before the original form appeared, but wherever it can get into the cave, it will drill into it to find out, sometimes from this hole will come out from another hole, this situation shows that the underground cave has been dug by foxes, which can lead to another clue, that is, this group of foxes have been living here for a long time, the longer they survive here, the smaller the possibility of these graves being stolen by humans.

As long as humans have not visited, the clues can be preserved intact, as foxes will not be interested in the burial objects in the tombs.

When the east was white, the yellow-haired fox finally found the previous tomb, shook his body into a human form, and pointed sideways to a place located to the right of the center of the basin and said, "This is it." ”

"Do you know what dynasty tomb this is?" Zuo Dengfeng threw the cloth robe to it.

"I don't know about the concubine." The middle-aged woman was dressed and spoken, and she had no concept of dynasty in her head.

"Do you know who's buried inside?" Zuo Dengfeng asked again.

"I don't know about the concubine." The middle-aged woman shook her head and spoke.

Zuo Dengfeng didn't ask any more questions when he heard this, but frowned and considered whether to dig up the tomb that the middle-aged woman was referring to, whether to dig it depends on whether the ancient tomb in front of him has anything to do with Wu Qingzhu, if the owner of the tomb is Wu Qingzhu's relatives or friends, digging the grave is disrespectful.

"When did you take the bamboo slips?" Zuo Dengfeng pondered for a moment and turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman.

"It's been too long to remember it really, at least for a hundred years." The middle-aged woman shook her head and spoke.

"The garments in your courtyard, and the garments on you, are obtained from here." Zuo Dengfeng asked again, the clothes worn by this middle-aged woman had the characteristics of the Ming and Qing dynasties, so Zuo Dengfeng had this question.

"No, there are people three or four hundred miles northwest, and these clothes were taken from the tomb there, and only the bundles of bamboo slips were brought out from here." The middle-aged woman replied.

Zuo Dengfeng frowned when he heard this, one of the three bundles of bamboo slips is the prescription left by Wu Qingzhu, and the other two bundles record the words of singing merit and praise virtue, using a small seal that is not very standardized, the small seal is a text that only appeared in the Qin Dynasty, and it was not replaced by subordination until the Han Dynasty, which shows that the age of the bamboo slip writing is the Qin and Han dynasties, and the content on the two bamboo slips is to praise how the two witches prayed for their own people before their deaths, how to heal the sick, and how to subdue the deeds of demons, which is very mysterious, but Zuo Dengfeng does not believe it, Because the Chinese people have always had the bad habit of bragging, and it is not new.

"How many graves are there?" Zuo Dengfeng stretched out his fingers.

"There are five in the east and west rows, and there are six columns and three in the north and south, and there are thirty-three." The middle-aged woman thought for a moment and replied.

"I'm tired of you drawing the arrangement." Zuo Dengfeng said to the middle-aged woman, who nodded and left, starting from the northwest to determine the location of each ancient tomb.

Zuo Dengfeng glanced down at the area in front of him where there was no grave, and then walked towards the northwest area, he had already decided to dig up the grave, and he wanted to dig all of them, and completely find out the identity of Wu Qingzhu.