"Have you also heard that there is a Yuan Dynasty noble bucket hidden under the Yin Wind Valley?"

Wushuang was stunned. "Oh, there is an ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty under the valley? This is really the first time I've heard of it, is Battle's news accurate?"

Battle said that as early as before the liberation, the thieves knew that the ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty was hidden here, but at that time in the Xing'an Mountains, the fierce battle between the thieves of Changsheng Mountain and Little Japan was in full swing, and no one took the lead to fight backwards. It was shelved for a while, and later Dongmeng Xiangma had the heart to make this windfall, but Yinfeng Valley is now the territory of the Evenks, and he has communicated with the old patriarch several times without permission, and he does not dare to spoil the relationship between the two parties for many years.

"If the big cabinet wants to hit that ancient tomb, you still have to find the White Deer King, the Evenks once had a legend that the White Deer King cried out to all evils to retreat. There is no White Deer King, only afraid of ......"

"Hmph...... Battle, you're not honest, what Russian snow wolf, are you fighting with me? Shouldn't you also be here for the Yuan Dynasty's noble fight?Why are you borrowing the White Deer King with a gun?" Wushuang threw the single-barreled shotgun hidden under the saddle in front of him.

"This ...... Big cabinet, we don't know that you also have that ancient tomb in mind, or maybe you don't dare to rob you for business? But the grassland has indeed been making trouble with the snow mountain wolves these days, and Battle doesn't dare to lie. ”

Wushuang said, then your brother will accompany me to Yinfeng Valley early tomorrow morning, you and I will take what we need, I want to get rid of the corpse king, I don't want it to be the same as the Ming weapon. Take a break today and don't leak the news.

After returning to the house, Wushuang accompanied them to say a few words, and promised Dural to help find the White Deer King after sunrise tomorrow. And they all went back to their houses to rest, and all night they did not speak.

Early the next morning, the old patriarch's complexion was obviously much more energetic than last night, and people were able to walk around the ground, eat and drink, and thank Wushuang and Ma Ya a thousand times. The white-haired little beast hadn't woken up from his sleep until now, lying on all fours with his belly hanging on his belly and snoring on the gloomy wooden coffin board. Presumably in the dream, he was playing hide and seek with the fierce owner in that strange mansion.

"Brother, do you want me to send a few people with you......?"

"It's okay, it shouldn't hurt to have Battle in them, and in broad daylight, even if there are real zombies, they don't dare to show their heads. "Wushuang said goodbye to Dural.

The four of them had two people and one horse, don't look at the girl who was thin and well-behaved, but the children in the mountains, especially the descendants of the thieves, would ride horses, jump on the back of the horse, twitch the reins, gently kick the horse's back and shout: "Drink!" The proficiency of the riding skills even gave Battle a thumbs up.

The horses ran fast, especially in the mountains, and they were able to give full play to the horse's free and unrestrained characteristics, and the four of them shuttled between the mountains and woodlands, but they arrived at the mouth of the valley of the Yin Wind in half an hour.

"The big cabinet, here, here. ”

The four of them jumped off their horses and tied Ma Er to a tree.

Even if it is ten o'clock in the middle of the day, the Yin Wind Valley is full of Yin Wind and is bitterly cold, and this name is really worthy of its name. The mouth of the valley is not big, the terrain begins to decrease downward from the mouth of the valley, and a biting cold wind blows out from the valley of the yin wind, making people shiver.

"Strange, it smells of blood. Wushuang frowned, this smell of blood was not simply left by one or two animals after death, it was very heavy, as if there were countless souls buried here who had just died.

Since Battle dared to come to do this deal, it was inevitable, even if there was no Wushuang to help, even if he didn't borrow the White Deer King, Xiangmazi didn't have the habit of returning empty-handed. He brought a lot of people, and more than 20 of his brothers were ambushed around the mouth of the Yin Wind Valley last night, just waiting for him to bring back the White Deer King.

It stands to reason that wherever the horse goes, the bell on the horse's neck will ring so loudly that the companions will never fail to hear it?

Feeling strange, Battle bit his index finger and whistled, the whistle was sharp, and it echoed through the valley for a long time without seeing the figure of his companions.

The white-haired yellow skin slept well this night, it seems that this coffin board is more suitable for it to make a nest, and after being woken up by Wushuang in the morning, it is still lazy and does not want to move, and now it is napping on its shoulder. At this moment, the little beast suddenly struck a clever move and jumped off Wushuang's shoulder, his little nose shaking, squeaking, and led the four of them towards the bushes on the other side of the Yin Wind Valley.

Wushuang pushed out the bushes and poked his head out to see that he was dumbfounded, and the scene in front of him not only scared him stupid, but even the head of the ringing horse, Battle, who killed people and set fires, was so scared that he fell down. In the bushes, dozens of corpses were stacked horizontally, these corpses were hideous, their eyes were round, and their pupils still maintained the fear of death. The fingers of both hands were bent like chicken paws, trying to scratch something in pain.

"Big nephew, third child, dog, ah!!!!! who is it? who is it? You sue me! Who did it?" said Battle, roaring loudly, and rushed into the pile of corpses to see if there was any gasping among his companions. But none of the twenty-one companions survived, and all of them died.

The man named Yun Qiang who was with him was trembling all over, he was not only afraid, but also glad, if he hadn't followed Batel to the Evenki stockade last night, I'm afraid even he would have had the same result.

"Brother, you see, there are no fatal wounds on all the corpses, but there is only a small hole in the back of the head, and the brains are gone. Ma Ya examined the body.

Battle and Yun Qiang had completely lost consciousness, kneeling in front of their companions' corpses and weeping bitterly, praying for their companions, praying that the immortal heaven would bless the souls of these grassland children to ascend to heaven as soon as possible.

"Well, it shouldn't have been done by the corpse king, it might be a mountain ghost. Wushuang said.

"Big cabinet, you have to be the master for us! Today, I have to open the ancient tomb of the Yuanren and drag them out to whip the corpses, and I only hate it. Battle yelled.

"Battle, mourning is good. Calm down first, you settle the corpses of your companions first, and I'll go over there and have a look. Wushuang took Ma Ya to the other side of the Yin Wind Valley, observing the terrain and feng shui in the valley. It's daytime, and even if there's something to blame, I don't think anyone will dare to come out in broad daylight.

Yin Feng Valley is really a fierce place, this terrain is rare through the ages, the main valley is completely surrounded by the surrounding hills, the center is like a well, and the location of the valley mouth is more like the blood basin of a wild beast, if the living people wantonly break in, I am afraid that they will not be able to enter and exit. The surrounding trees were dense and lush, and the clouds covered the sun, and there was hardly any sunlight to penetrate into the valley.

"It's strange, didn't the Yuan people believe in feng shui after they entered the Central Plains? How could they build a tomb in such a place?"