Five minutes later...

"It's really... Tell you not to look at it, you still go to see it! I still have to carry you, a fat little chubby dun who is already fat, and I knew I wouldn't take you down! Or even let you stay in the city of Naxino, spend a few days stupidly without my supervision, and then let me go to school, read, and fill your brain with a little bit of wisdom! Just don't mess around here!! ”

A certain star was scolding and swearing on his back a pair of fainted bhikshu beasts with mosquito coil eyes, walking forward at the front of the procession, leading the way in the corridor, looking at his completely mad appearance, and the group behind him did not want to comfort him.

It's better to say that before that, this kind of thought was completely destroyed by Xingle following Wu Yong, or even something in Wu Yong's arms.

"Okay, okay, good boy, big brother, I'll take you out soon, good boy, don't make trouble."

showed a smile that he hadn't shown before, and even when he reunited with Xingle, he didn't see Wu Yong smile so cheerfully, and he was almost about to laugh.

How so? In this kind of laughter, there is the kindness of the big brother next door, as well as a strong and soft fatherhood, and even inexplicably contains a certain motherhood that should not exist, which can be said to be a natural nanny aura.

But the baby in this one's arms is a... If you don't believe it, you can go to Wu Yong's side and take a look.

“~~~！ ~~~！ ”

Like a real baby's cry, it screamed from Wu Yong's arms, from which you can't hear any malice and fear, only innocent innocence and joy... Just ignore that this baby's whole body has been covered with terrifying mercury spots, and even has a layer of greasy corpse wax on his body, his skin is lifeless, and his eyes are black, exuding a dead aura that cannot be ignored.

According to Wu Yong, this is a burial boy, a funeral custom of ancient people, because the means are too cruel, Wu Yong doesn't want to say too much, after all, people at that time, because of ignorance, the cruel things that were done were not acceptable to everyone.

The burial boy was a child who was not even ten years old at the time, and his body was buried in the soil, and after a hole was made in the top of his head, hot mercury was introduced, resulting in mercury poisoning, so that the corpse would not corrode, so the degree of preservation was beyond imagination, otherwise it would not have become a zongzi.

And Wu Yong also explained that in the tomb robbery industry here, it is collectively referred to as this kind of corpse that is overly intact in ancient tombs, but has been transformed, which is basically a resurrection phenomenon for some reason, a kind of existence that has no living consciousness and only instinct remains, you can call it the living dead, or zombies and zombies.

Of course, in the general perception of the West, zombies have a certain degree of contact, and they will inject the factors of their own corpse into the object of contact with themselves, causing contagious corpse transformation, that is, everyone knows that if they are bitten by zombies, they will become zombies, but here, especially the existence of burial boys, this kind of thing will not occur.

So basically, Wu Yong is not afraid of the danger that the child in his arms will give him, and he dotes on the little zongzi in his arms very much.

However, this burial boy met the bhikshu beast before, although I don't know why, this little zongzi will raise a corpse, but when he encounters such a burial boy, Wu Yong generally will not sit idly by.

At this time, Roy, who had never dared to step forward to approach Wu Yong and the two of them, asked with some trembling:

"Anyway, let me ask... You take this... What do you want to do when the little zongzi goes? Is there any purpose? ”

"I guess it had something to do with my childhood." Holding the little zongzi in his arms, Wu Yong raised his head and began to say:

"When I was younger, I used to visit the tomb as if it were a tourist destination, and although there were some things that I didn't really like, but... I always feel the excitement of challenging something, the high feeling of going against an entire era... It's really... It made me feel very comfortable. ”

At this moment, no matter who it is, they can see it, and when they see Wu Yong's face, there is an almost excited and morbid impulse, and they can't help but feel that their hearts are beating wildly, and that feeling is like watching a terrifying and dashing madman.

The sense of betrayal, life and death are put aside, just because of their own mood and impulses, no matter what kind of gods and ghosts, demons and angels, even monsters and gods, they all feel that Wu Yong will not hesitate to challenge this kind of thing for their own mood, and challenge this kind of thing without any regrets.

To put it simply, he is a monster with no taboos, and he has a sincere heart like a child, he doesn't care if you are a god or an ancestor, as long as you provoke him to be impulsive, he will definitely do it.

Stir up the fine game that you have made with great difficulty to the point where you can no longer return to its original appearance, and even you are not allowed to overturn the entire chessboard, and take the entire chessboard as your own child's mentality, Wu Yong is such an existence.

Xingle likes to treat your chessboard as a chess piece in his own chessboard, while Wu Yong turns the chessboard into something else, and the chess pieces on it are even more taboo-free, as long as there is that meaning, they will act.

This is the mode of action of these two people, monsters that are absolutely difficult to control, not only strength, but even thoughts are monster-level freaks.

"The burial boy is a cruel act made by ancient people for the so-called feng shui and blessed descendants, and if I turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, do nothing, and don't do anything, my humanity will cry because of it, so ah, I want to take this burial boy out."

"It is my original intention to take it out and bury it in one place, so that it does not become a tool for an ancient man to sacrifice his whole life for a little bit of feng shui auspiciousness, and equally important... I want to destroy, destroy all the treatment that this tomb owner has brought with him, everything he thinks is his own. ”

Seeing that this guy had begun to hook the corners of his mouth, everyone couldn't help but take a step back in fear, the ancient tomb is terrifying, but for the ancient tomb, and even the owner of the ancient tomb is afraid of it, it is the terrifying impact of this guy, the ancient tomb may not be a good thing, but this guy in front of him is like this, as long as you are taboo, he will break the taboo.

There are no taboos among the taboos, Wu Yong, does it mean that 'heaven and earth are useless'...

However, at this time...

"Hey, Ah Yong, look at this."

"Huh?" Wu Yong saw Xingle in front of him who was carrying the fainting bhikshu beast on his back stopped, and he only stopped for a moment, so he stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xingle to see what could make him stop.

And what soon came into view was a stone bridge that was almost the same as the previous sea pool, but this suspended stone bridge, this time it was not a sea pool below, but a mountain of corpses piled up with dried bones.

Almost a whole mountain has been formed, a large number of bones that have lost their flesh and blood have been piled up here, only skeletons and bones are left here, just a glance, it can make people feel cold, how many people's lives must be buried here...

While everyone's faces were pale, Wu Yong looked at this situation, frowned suddenly, and immediately felt that the owner of this ancient tomb was almost the same as himself, and he was also a madman with no taboos, is a person who learns feng shui so ruthless...

"Did you notice that?"

"It's hard not to notice this, and even a smarter layman will be confused." Wu Yong gritted his teeth, he didn't expect this improvised tomb to be so tricky, this was a hot bucket.

"What's the matter, this burial pit?"

Malcolm sensed that Wu Yong and Xingle were emotionally wrong, especially the possibility of being full of mysteries, which could not make the two suspicious.

"You also know that this is a burial pit, so tell me what this burial pit is about."

This time, Wu Yong and Xingle didn't want to explain, so they left it to Malcolm to think about it himself, and Malcolm was surprised for a moment, and almost subconsciously said:

"This burial pit? Isn't this common, ancient emperors wanted to show their power, and used thousands, or even tens of thousands!!?... Halfway through the conversation, Malcolm immediately closed his mouth and looked at Wu Yong and Xingle in shock, because even he had discovered something very bad wrong, but rather an unforgivable mistake had occurred fundamentally.

"That's right, this is a burial pit that only existed when ancient emperors were buried, and this scale will definitely not be a fake... So here's the question... The guy surnamed Fu, how could there be thousands of burial pits in his grave? ”

Fu Linyi, a Feng Shui official of the fourth grade of the Tang Dynasty, is indeed very high-powered, but above him, there are more official positions higher than him, none of them have this kind of treatment, where did they come from any burial pits, or the scale of a generation of emperors, is this normal?

Unless...

"I now think of two possibilities, probably the only one that can explain this phenomenon, one is that Fu Linyi occupies the magpie's nest, that is, there was an ancient tomb of an emperor or a royal nobleman here, which was robbed by Fu Linyi, and then renovated, and finally lived in it himself; The other is..."

"Hey, Ah Yong, look at that!?"

Before Wu Yong could finish talking about the second possibility, Xingle suddenly saw a small red shadow passing over the stone bridge with a frightened face, and what he just saw, the visual data at that moment, made Xingle also shocked, is there such a thing here!?

And Wu Yong could hear the sound of Bo Yi flapping from his own hearing, and immediately looked at it, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted in his heart that it was not good, and quickly turned his head and said to everyone present:

"Hurry up and run !!"