Chapter Eighty-Six: The Truth About the Ancient Tomb

In the eyes of the Zhushan Daoist, He Fang saw a kind of bloody, emotionless blood, and then, he smiled: "Who said that the front hall can't enter now?"

“......”

"What do you mean?"

"Can you still go in now?"

Ah Que and her mother-in-law and others were stunned at the same time.

"Although, Ah Que made a mistake and bit me back, but I am a generous person and don't care at all. He Fang spread his hands.

"That's easy, why don't you go in and show us now?" said Ah Que through gritted teeth.

"Then follow me!" He Fang didn't explain much, and rushed directly towards the stone gate, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the front hall.

"Squeak squeak!"

It was as if the ghost fire mosquito had found a new target.

More than half of them began to rush towards each other, and the blue-green light reflected the faces of the people, looking extremely terrifying.

Like this...... ≡(â–”īšâ–”)≡

Ah Que and the others were taken aback.

But He Fang didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to rush forward, shouting while rushing back: "I have already led away the ghost fire mosquito, you don't take the opportunity to go in!"

“......”

"Hurry, hurry up!"

"The place on the left is empty!"

Although Ah Qi and the others didn't quite understand how he did it.

But how can it be said?

Because Wen Hong attracted a group of ghost fire mosquitoes, coupled with He Fang's rush, a narrow passage had been vacated on the left side of the front hall.

"Brother, be careful!" Zhushan Daoist was the first to rush in, and in just a few flickers, he entered the main hall from the entrance of the front hall.

And when Ah Que and the others saw this scene, they couldn't hesitate anymore.

rushed in.

"Leave me alone, you go in first, I will prove my innocence with actions!" He Fang shouted loudly while scurrying around, looking very dangerous.

“......”

Ah Que and the others all answered what Fang said.

Their eyes looked at Wen Hong, who was besieged by the ghost fire mosquito.

And Wen Hong had already fallen to the ground at this moment.

Even with the Oni Banner to protect him, under the crazy attack of so many Oni Fire Mosquitoes, his body gradually withered, and there was no way to survive.

"Let's go!" the mother-in-law gritted her teeth and rushed into the main hall.

Ah Que and the others immediately followed.

And at this moment, He Fang finally stopped.

As for the ghost fire mosquitoes that spread all over the front hall, they stopped in mid-air as if they had been immobilized by a spell.

"Sure enough...... Be...... It's you!" Wen Hong naturally understood when he saw this scene, but now he no longer has the strength to stand up.

Of course, he didn't ask where he was killing him.

The winner is the king, and the loser is the loser.

There are some things that you don't need to ask.

"How do you use this ghost flag in your hand?" He Fang stretched out his hand, and in Wen Hong's unwilling eyes, he took the ghost flag in his hand.

"......" Wen Hong didn't speak again, just gasped heavily.

"Don't speak, it's okay, I'll figure it out myself. He Fang smiled, and then put the ghost flag into the black pouch, and then his eyes looked at the ghost fire mosquito still in the air.

The second layer of the white jade gourd of the little bronze man can actually control the ghost fire mosquito?

How does this work?

He didn't think much about it for a moment.

But he had a faint feeling that the ghost fire mosquito in the second layer of the white jade gourd was very special, and it was definitely the king of the ghost fire mosquito.

So, did these ghost fire mosquitoes become his subordinates?

I don't know about these ghost fire mosquitoes......

Can I receive it in a black pouch?

He Fang tried it, and found that those ghost fire mosquitoes seemed to be very afraid to enter the black pouch, and it felt like they were going to die.

"Is it because of another space? Or is it because of the ...... inside the black pouch? No air?" He Fang shook his head and finally gave up.

But there was no way he could let these ghost fire mosquitoes stay in this front hall.

After all, after Xiao Loli and Dongfang Qin and others moved to the rescue, they would definitely come up.

Simply, let these ghost fire mosquitoes and those masked green snakes tear each other apart.

As soon as He Fang's mind moved, the army of ghost fire mosquitoes rushed out of the main hall and poured out towards the stone steps, but as for the result, he didn't look at it.

But it should hurt both sides, right?

Cleared the obstacles.

He also straightened his clothes, and then strode into the entrance of the main hall.

Actually, he knew very well that after killing Wen Hong, the people of Zhushan Dao should no longer trust him as much as before, but this is not important.

He and Zhushan Daoren are not in the same camp, and the battle is only a matter of time or time.

What he wants to do now is to use the Zhushan Dao people to solve the mystery that has not been solved in the Ghost Valley for eighteen years, and find the so-called immortal grass.

......

To He Fang's surprise, in the middle of entering the main hall from the front hall, there was a long corridor, and Zhushan Daoren and Ah Que and others were waiting at the entrance of the long corridor.

"Brother, it's really amazing!" Zhushan Daoist also said when he saw He Fang coming in.

"It's amazing, but it's not without danger, fortunately, my insect control skills have reached the point of perfection, and I can control the ghost fire mosquitoes that are besieging me in close quarters, and they can't hurt me in a short time. He Fang wiped his forehead, but there was not a drop of sweat on it.

“......”

Mother-in-law, Ah Que and the others all glanced at each other.

They naturally understand who is doing all this, but they have no evidence now.

The most important thing is that Wen Hong, who is now the only one who has seen He Fang's performance at the Immortal Trace Conference, is also dead, and the strength He Fang has shown has completely exceeded their expectations.

It is not wise to insist on a stiff situation in such a situation.

Endure!

Wait for your time!

When Ah Que and others were calculating in their hearts.

He Fang's eyes were attracted by the murals on the corridor.

These paintings are much more delicate than those on the "Long Vine", each of which is very delicately carved and smeared with a special colored material.

He Fang looked at it one by one.

The first painting depicts an old man collecting medicine, and in front of the old man, there is a plant that looks like a flower but not a flower, with nine green leaves, crystal like a jade.

But the strange thing is that the place where the medicine was collected was not in the mountains, but in a very barren place, surrounded by dry bones, which looked very cold.

"Is this the immortal grass, why does it grow in such a place?" He Fang was a little curious, and then continued to look behind.

The second depicts an old man kneeling in front of an old woman, looking very grief-stricken, and the old woman looks dying and seems to be about to die.

He Fang didn't understand too much, so he continued to look at the third one.

The third painting is of an old man teaching and educating people, with many children and young people kneeling in front of the old man, and a very large chessboard on the ground.

"Is it the Guigu Chess Palace?" He Fang continued to look down.

The fourth picture shows a man dressed in great ornamentation who comes to worship the mountain and offers countless treasures, followed by a large group of soldiers, all carrying longbows.

When He Fang saw this, he also had some guesses in his heart.

The old man in the painting is likely to be Guiguzi, and the gorgeous man who offered countless treasures on it is seventy percent likely to be Qin Shi Huang back then!

As for the fifth picture......

It's a little weird.

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