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Silence spread in the cave, dripping water gently pounding on the hard stone wall, and the breath of the three of them was still so strong.

"It's you!" the corpse saw Lao Dao's slight sideways gaze, his face was still tense, after all, the head had been away from the corpse for too long, and some facial expressions were difficult to show for a while.

Lao Dao only nodded and said, "You promised me something to say!"

The corpse's cold lips opened, and a sigh rolled out.

"I was originally a Guangwu tomb cultivator, and my ancestors have lived next to the tomb for generations, although the stars have changed over time, but I have never been lazy.

But God knows if the descendants have selfishness, so in order to protect their descendants, the tomb repairers of the past generations will habitually build a way of life every time they build a tomb!"

"Survival!" Qin Lang exclaimed, the old man on the side smiled and said nothing, as if all this was expected by him, he continued to look at the corpse.

The corpse tried his best to squeeze out a wry smile, and then said faintly: "The so-called way of life is naturally that there are no traps laid down, let alone those murderous weapons, and even the perennial preservation methods have been considered in advance!"

"But the hardships can only be experienced by those who actually go in, it is a horror from hell, my brothers are destined to go, but not to return!" the corpse exhaled a cold breath.

"Although it can be said that it is a blessing for future generations, it is only a descendant, because no one is willing to reveal this shocking secret to others!" After speaking, the corpse looked at his body that was a little swollen from the drug as if he was laughing at himself.

"However, there is a curse on the way of life for future generations, and each descendant can only take out one treasure! If you take too much, I am afraid that you will stay in the tomb forever!" said the corpse, as if he had seen his companion die tragically after taking one more treasure greedily.

"It's horrible. But such greedy people deserve it, and if they are kept, they will bring great trouble to the tomb sooner or later!" the corpse added.

"So what you're taking is gold!" Qin Lang hurriedly asked.

"The sword was exposed, and I liked it when I entered the tomb. The corpse's eyes lit up as he spoke.

"But it's a fake!" the corpse then lowered its head, "but I still don't give up! I still want to make a lot ......of money!"

The corpse didn't continue, but Lao Dao and Qin Lang already knew what he wanted to express, but this just confirmed that this person was not killed by Lao Dao.

"Didn't you inform those companions of you?" said Lao Dao as if he had a deep meaning, and Qin Lang didn't say much.

Then, Lao Dao closed his eyes, changed his fingers and said a few words silently before suddenly opening his eyes.

Lao Dao looked at the corpse and said, "Where is the treasure map?" Obviously, he didn't have the patience to continue listening, and went straight to the point.

Qin Lang used the secret technique to inform He Yan and the others, although there had already begun to be a gap, but Jiuyao was Jiuyao after all, they were still a collective, and they were still like brothers.

"Say, where is the treasure map!" Lao Dao suddenly shouted when he saw the expressionless corpse.

"It's not impossible for me to tell you, but only if you have to take a treasure by yourself!" the corpse said weakly, but unusually firmly.

"You don't have to worry about that, just tell us where the treasure map is. "The old man's gaze is irresistible, but the corpse is even tougher.

"No, Baotu doesn't!" Qin Lang didn't know where the corpse came from such a strong will.

Lao Dao was startled, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth. "Do you know the consequences of not saying it!" he snapped his fingers, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand.

"It's a big deal, there are no bones left! Are there still few people who have died in our grave keepers?" Although the corpse tried to squeeze out a smile, it was very infiltrating.

"Okay, then let you enjoy it!" Lao Dao crushed the jade talisman in his hand, and then sprinkled it on the corpse, and a burning pain slowly penetrated from the outside in.

This scorching heat made Qin Lang feel dull, and the empty and cold face of the corpse gradually suffered, and then became hideous, and after a while, the burning pain began to invade the corpse's internal organs.

Some of the internal organs, which should have stopped functioning, began to turn rosy under the scorching sting, and then tiny cavities appeared.

A lot of blood flowed out of these hollows, with some dark red blood stains that made these organs seem to be rejuvenated again, "To say or not to say!" asked the old man fiercely.

Qin Lang looked at Lao Dao's hideous face, his heart also sank, he had already seen that Lao Dao was not one of those good kinds, from this discord to the current burning of corpses, Qin Lang, who originally thought he could see clearly, began to be a little hazy.

It turned out that Lao Dao had cast another veil of mystery in his eyes.

"Ahh

"Say it or not!" Lao Dao took out another jade talisman and began to sprinkle it on the corpse, and some of them fell directly into the jar, and the herbs in the jar were immediately steamed dry.

A large vat of water began to boil, and the corpses inside immediately felt even more scorching, the surface began to redden, and the swelling that had appeared due to the long soaking was directly burned and roasted to only a thin layer of skin.

The mess of flesh began to fall off, and the inside of the vat became bloody in an instant, and the corpse's yellow teeth were exposed.

The roar in the cylinder made Qin Lang feel the trembling of the surrounding airflow, "If you want me to say yes, you have to promise me another condition!" Lao Dao immediately stopped the movements in his hand.

"Say!" the succinct word gave a sense of the old man's resoluteness, "I brought an attendant with me when I sold my sword, do you know?" said the corpse in a trembling voice.

Obviously, the scorching heat just now still hasn't passed, "I've seen that entourage!"

"Where is he?" asked the corpse eagerly, "you are very attentive, and the master and servant are very affectionate!" the old man laughed, and then he took out a pendant and said, "Do you recognize this thing?"

Qin Lang's eyes opened slightly, who was this familiar ornament who belonged to the entourage, Qin Lang also paid special attention to it that day, after all, this wooden dragon pendant was rarely hung.

"How is he?" the corpse's eyes immediately became hazy when he saw the wooden dragon pendant.

"Do you know his whereabouts?" the corpse asked again.

However, Jiang is still old and spicy, but Lao Dao made a request with a smile and a silent look, "You said, this is your condition and my condition!"

Qin Lang not only admired the old man's cunning.

"I say, I say!" The intense burning pain destroyed his body, but the affection between brothers destroyed his spirit.

The corpse hesitated for a moment and said, "The treasure map is in Xiaojiao Mountain!

After hearing this, a solemnity swept between Lao Dao's eyebrows, "Back to the Moon Mountain!" Qin Lang also exclaimed in his heart.

"Xiao Jiao Beiyue, Baotu!" Lao Dao looked at the corpse after thinking for a while, and it was obvious that the corpse at this time had completely lost the strength it was just now.

The secret in his heart has been said, he has no support, and if Lao Dao burns his half-dead corpse now, he will have nothing to do.

"He's fine!" Qin Lang's voice came, he admired the corpse very much, and thought that he was also a temperamental person when he was alive.

"That's good, that's my best brother!, I don't want him to be harmed in any way!" the corpse seemed to say to himself, but it was also like to say it to them.

"He's been looking for someone to kill you, you've seen the right person!" Qin Lang is also a person who values affection and righteousness, and he has a feeling of pity when he sees this person.

"This is natural, we tomb cultivators have lived in seclusion for generations, and it is difficult for us to come into contact with the world at all, so there is a lot less suspicion and vanity between us!" The corpse felt that Qin Lang had a natural affinity, and couldn't help but say a few more words.

These words were the expression of the corpse's feelings, and two lines of tears could not help but flow down the corpse's eyebrows.

"He's fine, and he'll be fine in the future!" Qin Lang looked at the corpse with a deep meaning, and said with a slight smile: "Trust me!"

The corpse nodded vigorously, Qin Lang was moved but more surprised, this corpse not only recovered its memory but also had such strong feelings.

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the side, the corpse seemed to have something to say, but when he saw Lao Dao's eyes, he still swallowed hard.

Lao Dao, who had been contemplative, waved his hand to lift the spell on the corpse, and the corpse's eyes instantly faded their brilliance, and the body fell weakly as if there was no pillar.

"Asu!" As soon as Qin Lang turned around, he saw Zixuan with worry written on his face, and then He Yan and the others behind him also entered the cave one after another.

However, they looked very embarrassed at this time, but they were still relatively lucky to find the entrance to the cave, where is the ghost mountain of thousands of miles in vain.

"Asu!" He Yan walked over to Qin Lang.

"You still call him Asu!" Liu Ling said angrily, obviously still angry with Qin Lang.

Changying's face was a little unnatural, if you want to say who is the most uncomfortable among everyone, it should be Changying, and her beautiful eyes are full of love for Qin Lang.

"Asu, Baotuna?" He Yan learned what Qin Lang had seen and heard in the message, and his heart also had a lot of turmoil during this period.

But after coming to the cave, he was even more shocked, he was outside just after the corpse spoke, and he saw it real, and the corpse summoning technique was something he had never heard of before.

"When you're done, follow me to get the treasure map!" said the old man briefly, and then walked out of the cave without stopping.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but after all, they still followed, and the cold night breeze blew everyone's clothes.

The darkness of the night enveloped the entire land of the sunken corpses, and the night wind roared like a hundred ghosts crying in the night, and no one knew what was waiting for them in the depths of the darkness.