"But where there is poison, there must be an antidote within ten miles, this is the harmony of yin and yang, the principle of mutual restraint, the tomb is damp and dim, it will definitely breed corpse gas, but in the same way, there will be an antidote to the elixir" to rejuvenate. Just when everyone was desperate, Uncle Qingsong stroked his beard and said in a deep voice.

Everyone's hearts were lit with hope, and Uncle Qingsong said again: "It's just that this "rejuvenation life" flows out in the cracks of the coffin, but the coffin of the ancestors of the Yang family is made of bronze, and there can never be a gap, let alone a resurrection." ”

In an instant, darkness reigned again.

"But we don't have a silver lining." Seeing that everyone lowered their heads, Uncle Qingsong stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Everyone's mood was made up and down by Uncle Qingsong, a moment of despair, a moment of hope, hope and despair, despair after despair, and life after despair, which can be described as more enjoyable than riding a roller coaster.

"Dad, you can say it if you have a way, it makes us feel like bungee jumping, and my little heart almost jumps out?" The fat man's eyes rubbed with tears, and he dragged Uncle Qingsong's sleeve and wiped his nose.

Uncle Qingsong lowered his head and muttered for a moment, raised his head and frowned, "Haisheng, you go over and suck up some of the ashes of the ancestors of the Yang family!" ”

What the? Let me suck the ashes, it's not a joke, is it? I opened my mouth wide and didn't come back to my senses.

"That's right, go and suck the ashes of the ancestors of the Yang family!" Uncle Qing Song affirmed again. At this time, Yao Wenju on the side suddenly frowned and said, "The ashes of this ancestor of the Yang family are strange. ”

Everyone's eyes looked at him, Yao Wenju glanced at everyone, and said: "According to common sense, the ancestors of the Yang family should have turned into a pile of ashes, even if the bones are still good, when the coffin is opened and the wind is seen, it should be scattered in the wind." However, the white bones of the ancestors of the Yang family are intact, don't you think it's strange? ”

It is indeed the case, if a person is buried, no matter how well the coffin is closed, it is impossible to preserve it as intact as the ancestors of the Yang family. Even if a white bone can be seen when the coffin is opened, it will never be as tough as the ancestors of the Yang family. Just now, Yang Shouyi actually lifted the skeleton with one hand, and when the skeleton was lifted, the limbs did not fall, which is incredible.

At this time, an important key came to my mind, that is, why did Yang Shouyi smash the bones of the ancestors of the Yang family into powder? Even if he really hated the ancestors of the Yang family, there was no need to deliberately fall like this.

Unless he knows something, that's why he wants to cut us off.

"Did you notice that when we moved things just now, the whole person was intact, no different from normal times. Corpse poison is a swift thing, even if it takes time to erode into the eight veins of the human Wonder Meridian, it will never drag on for so long, right? Yao Wenju frowned, and said again: "Unless, the ancestor of the Yang family has already fused the antidote to the corpse poison into his body. ”

"It's still a long fart, if you want to go down, everyone has to finish playing, just give it a try, Haisheng, you go out." As soon as the fat man finished speaking, before I could react, he kicked me out.

With a plop, I crossed a semi-circular arc in the air and pounced on the pile of ashes of the ancestors of the Yang family in a dog-gnawing mud posture.

"Damn, dead fatty, I'll beat you to death when I get out!" The moment I realized that I was flying into the air, I knew that I had been pitted by the fat man again. And everything happened too fast and too fast, and by the time I came back to my senses, my mouth had already eaten the ashes of the ancestors of the Yang family.

"Ahem......" I grabbed my throat hard, trying to spit out the ashes that I had eaten. I often hear people say that they smoke white powder or something, but I am not sucking white powder, nor sucking ashes, but eating ashes, which is really disgusting.

I grabbed my throat and tried hard to throw it up, but the next moment I froze. Because I didn't feel the slightest discomfort, on the contrary, my breathing became smoother and refreshed.

What Uncle Qing Song said was indeed right, the ancestor of the Yang family really fused the soul rejuvenation incense, the elixir that relieves corpse qi, into his body, leaving a glimmer of life.

It seems that we have all forgotten the identity of the ancestor of the Yang family, he is also a cultivator, but most of the cultivators have compassion, and there is a glimmer of life in the formation and spell casting, and they will never stop dying.

"Don't worry about yourself, hurry up and bring it over, we won't be able to hold it anymore." The fat man held on to the edge of the coffin and cried out in pain.

I didn't dare to hesitate, so I hurriedly picked up a handful of ashes and held them in front of everyone.

Everyone sucked these ashes into their stomachs like sucking white powder, and what made me speechless was that Yao Wenju sucked a little, and after removing the corpse poison, he wrinkled his nose and said, "Is there anything else, a little more?" ”

"Damn, this is not white powder, and it is no good to smoke too much. No, it's no good to suck white powder! I looked at Yao Wenju speechlessly, I would be addicted to sucking ashes.

"Don't say it, Haisheng, you go and move the things outside a little bit, and then take turns to change people out" Uncle Qingsong glanced at the tomb and instructed me.

I ran to the outside of the coffin, moved the jewelry outside the coffin and in the tomb back little by little, and when the weight was almost the same, then the fat man came out, and replaced them in turn, and finally replaced everyone.

Uncle Qingsong was in front, and the fat man was carrying Yang Shouren, who was heartbroken and had a dead face. I helped the crazy Ye Qi in the middle, and after Yao Wenju broke off, I followed the road of the tomb and arrived at the entrance of the cave outside the tomb.

"Actually, from the very beginning, I should have understood that the Yang family's tomb did not have any three evil monuments at all. These three congenitally carved Dao caves are the stele arrays of heaven, earth and man. Uncle Qing Song looked at the entrance of the cave behind him and sighed sincerely

The ancestors of the Yang family did have a way to reach the sky, and skillfully connected the three evils with the criminal master. The so-called Three Evil Monuments, in fact, coexist with the earth, as long as the spirit is not destroyed, the Three Evil Monuments will always be there. The so-called feng shui is only three, and the last words of the three jiazi of the earth luck may be that the ancestors of the Yang family did not want to consume the earthly qi of the spiritual land, so they warned future generations.

"Mr. Yao, please let you and Xiaoqiang go back by Brother Yang and Mrs. Yang, Haisheng and I still have some things to do after staying." Uncle Qingsong turned around and said to Yao Wenju

Although everyone didn't understand what Uncle Qingsong was going to do when he stayed, the fat man and Yao Wenju still carried Yang Shouren and Ye Qi on their backs and walked in the direction of Yang's house.

After everyone left, I asked Uncle Qingsong, "Uncle, what are we staying for?"

Uncle Qingsong didn't answer me, but said, "Just follow me." ”

We walked into the woods at the bottom of the mountain, and Uncle Qing Song took out two pieces of yellow sheet paper from his waist pocket like a trick, and one was torn into the shape of a paper man. The other was torn into a paper crane.

Then, Uncle Qing Song took out a small drop of hair that he didn't know whose it was, passed it through the paper man's mouth, and wrote his name that he didn't know who it was.

When Uncle Qing Song closed his eyes and recited the spell, I already knew what this spell was?

Paper crane soul hunting method? Using a paper crane to find the person you want to find is similar to the principle of Yao Wenju tracking the fat man in gray, but Yao Wenju's technique is a little weird and it is faster to use it.

However, who is Uncle Qingsong chasing now?

As the paper crane took off, Uncle Qingsong and I followed the paper crane closely and ran out. In the end, Uncle Qingsong directly carried me and followed the direction of the paper crane. Because I'm so tired, so tired.

Running all the way down the mountain, the paper crane stopped in the hands of Uncle Qing Song, called a taxi, and Uncle Qing Song ordered the driver to move forward with the rotation of the paper crane.

I couldn't help but take a nap in the car and fell asleep. There is no way, I have consumed too much soul power in the Ruyi Realm, and my spirit is already exhausted.

"Haisheng...... Get up," Uncle Qingsong patted my face.

"Ah, is it there?" I opened my sleepy eyes

"Not yet, let's get out of the car first" Uncle Qingsong paid and led me out of the car. It was only then that I realized that Uncle Qingsong and I had come to a remote village, and it was already night.

"Uncle, can you tell me, who are you looking for?" I raised my head suspiciously and looked at Uncle Qingsong's face. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I'm shocked when I see it. Uncle Qingsong's face actually showed a nervous look, and he was still a little hesitant and unbearable. It seems that I have grown so big, and it is the first time I have seen Uncle Qingsong show such a look.

Who the hell are we chasing? Such a big thing happened to the Yang family, and Uncle Qingsong actually left his body to chase him?