"Yes, Boss Tong, you have to hurry up and find a way, you have a lot of dreams at night! Now that this air-raid shelter has been exposed, Wushuang will definitely send someone to explore it again after he goes back." ”

"The old man first finds a way to break the feng shui here, let the yang energy suppress the yin energy, and then we will do it. Jianing, throw Daddy's bag over!"

What the Golden Point Master is best at is the art of Feng Shui, Tong Sixi may not be able to fight backwards, but the Feng Shui in the broken ancient tomb is what he is best at. However, he didn't understand the secret methods and rules of the Touching Gold Sect, which was also the reason why he had been trying to get a thousand tricks.

What do you do to make the most money? The northeast is the root of the Qing Dynasty, and the tombs of many princes and nobles are hidden in the Xing'an Mountains. Among them, the danger is no less than that of this small Japanese tomb, compared to which it is a small witch, a small tomb of several decades has stumped him, a golden dot master, not to mention a dragon fight? A very inconspicuous burial jade in the fighting room is six figures when taken out casually.

The master is eccentric! The art of touching gold has been lost, even if it is not passed on to himself, why is it not even taught to his own son?

He could never guess the good intentions of his master Wu Gongyao.

He took out a flare bottle, the bottle contained the extremely smelly black dog blood, he dipped the brush twice in the black dog blood, and drew a few very strange symbols on the sarcophagus lid, the symbols were not Hanzi, not Sanskrit, not Manchu, like ghost words twisted and twisted to make people unrecognizable.

Then he took out a bronze mirror, the back of the bronze mirror was engraved with a golden dragon, the real face was not completely smooth and smooth, and there seemed to be rows of dense tadpole text protruding from the mirror. He placed the bronze mirror in the opposite direction towards the head of the sarcophagus, just as the mirror face was facing the coffin head, and then lit a candle between the coffin head and the bronze mirror. The candlelight was reflected on the bronze mirror, reflecting a golden light on the head of the coffin, and inside that golden light was the Sanskrit of the Western Regions.

After doing this, he sprinkled a lot of grains around the sarcophagus and spread a large piece of red cloth over the loose grains of rice.

"No matter what happens for a while, the three of us standing on the red cloth can't move outwards in the slightest. He said.

As soon as they were ready, Bai Su and Tong Jianing's eyebrows furrowed into a Chuanzi, they had never seen Tong Sixi use this ability to make a difference in the ancient tomb before, and now it is equivalent to fighting, no one knows if the golden point technique can be applied to the inverted bucket, if something really goes wrong, the three of them will have to finish playing.

Tong Sixi said: "Bai Su, you are a woman, you are forbidden to take women in the inverted bucket, and women are yin, so it is easy to provoke those unclean things, but at the moment I can't do without you, in case of accidents, I have to think of some ways for you." He took out a piece of yellow sheet paper, and while looking up at Bai Su's handsome appearance, he quickly drummed in his hand.

After a while, this piece of yellow sheet paper was folded by him into the shape of a paper man. He asked Bai Su to smear his finger blood on the paper man's head and dazzle it.

I don't know if this old man usually specializes in practicing this craft or that there is a problem with the yellow table paper, it was a very ordinary yellow table paper, after Bai Su dripped the blood of his fingers on it, the paper man immediately glowed, if he didn't look carefully, he thought that these blood-red eyes were living people. Tong Sixi felt that the strangest thing in the entire tomb was the Japanese katana, if something would pose a threat to them for a while, it must also come from it. So Tong Sixi put the paper figure that replaced Bai Su under the katana. The paper man folded into yellow table paper stood motionless on the ground with his two feet, his eyes were full of the look of a living person, as if he was a real person of Bai Su, and even the charming look in his blood eyes was even more attractive than Bai Su.

"Boss Tong, this ...... Is this really okay?" Bai Su was a little incredulous, especially feeling that this paper figure was unreliable.

"Huh...... If Miss Bai Su is not at ease, she can leave now. ”

"My Bai Su has a beginning and an end to everything, since I promised to help you finish this deal, how can there be a reason to give up halfway?" Bai Su didn't believe in Tong Sixi, but he believed in his own Orchid Sect's strange skills.

"Jianing, push!" Tong Sixi ordered his son.

Tong Jianing was suspicious, and glanced at his father, whose eyes were full of confidence, as if he had already been caught.

He clasped the low end of the coffin lid with both hands, gritted his teeth, lifted a breath of true qi in his chest, and pushed it out with a loud shout. In the end, he was born in a practicing family, but he was stronger than Bai Su, the little lady, and the heavy sarcophagus lid was pushed open little by little by his brute force, making a rumbling sound.

Just as the lid of the coffin was about to be pushed open to reveal the internal space of the coffin, suddenly the three of them felt a trace of coldness behind them again. Tong Jianing was frightened and quickly stopped.

"You continue!Don't stop!Daddy here!" Tong Sixi raised the dragon descending wooden cane in his hand to block it. Since ancient times, the dragon wood has the miraculous effect of driving away ghosts and suppressing evil spirits, and it is precisely because of this that it is difficult to find.

The evil wind blew, blowing the paper figure standing on the ground crookedly, it moved back and forth, and then regained its calm, and stood on its feet.

Suddenly, just when the three of them thought they were done, the Japanese katana stuck in front of the coffin flew out of the ground, and the sharp blade slashed through, and the paper figure on the ground was cut in two by the lazy waist. It's so dangerous, fortunately, Tong Sixi was ready to find a stand-in for Bai Su.

When the katana was pulled out of the ground, it moved in the air as if it had come to life, and it was shaped in the air with the hilt down and the blade up, and if it weren't for seeing for believing, it would even be mistaken for a fierce guy holding a sharp weapon.

The sharp blade slashed down towards the three people in front of the coffin, and its sharpness had been seen before, and I was afraid that it would become two before it could dodge. Bai Su closed the fox's eyes tightly, bet, there is only one bet, I hope Tong Sixi's golden point technique can shock it.

She closed her eyes for a long time, only feeling the wind around her, but she didn't feel the pain of her body skin being hurt by the sharp blade. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the katana floating in the air had stopped less than a foot in front of the three of them. It was as if the red cloth under their feet was an invisible safe area, covering the three of them, and the ghost blade could not be recognized.

"Jianing, why are you stunned? Quickly open the coffin and pour all the remaining black dog blood into it!" Tong Sixi shouted.

Tong Jianing was a brute force again, and directly lifted off the head of the heavy sarcophagus cover, and then sprinkled all the remaining black dog blood into it.

I don't know if it was the black dog's blood that really drove away evil spirits, or if the ghost blade lost its short life for some reason. The moment the black dog's blood spilled into the coffin, the Japanese katana also fell to the ground and remained motionless.