The voice was sometimes hoarse, sometimes sharp, and when Fang Lao heard that the car was driving faster, he couldn't wait to jump up and step on the accelerator!

Fang Feng was also so frightened that he was about to cry.

Although it was a night road, the road conditions were familiar, and soon they came to the high-speed toll station, and after seeing the toll collector, Fang Lao and Fang Feng in the car finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw the living people.

On the highway, strange things never happened again, there were more and more cars on the highway, and the tense nerves of the two were eased.

After the two got off the highway, they went straight home.

Hearing this, Chen Anran was also shocked: "The coffin has fallen? Where's the drop? ”

Obviously, they have said so much, only this sentence is the most critical, in fact, everything else is fine, only four words need to be said: the coffin is off. That's it.

Hearing this, Fang Feng also sighed and shook his head. "Who knows, at that time, it was important to sign up in that situation, who could care about where the coffin fell?"

"But ......" Fang Feng thought for a while, then looked at Chen Anran and said, "It should have been dropped on the road in Daxing Mountain." ”

"Daxing Mountain?" Chen Anran was taken aback, and a terrible thought surged in his heart. "Are you sure?"

"It shouldn't be bad, right? After all, that section of the road is the steepest. ”

Although he already had some ideas in his heart, this idea was a little too bold, and Chen Anran was not sure.

didn't say anything, Chen Anran pulled Zhao Yan back to the men's toilet, intending to talk to him about something in private.

"There's a problem." Chen Anran looked at Zhao Yan and said.

"Huh? What's the problem? Zhao Yan was a little confused by what Chen Anran said.

In fact, it's very simple, this old man is just a businessman, and he has no ability to protect himself from these ghosts and gods. And it's also a big boss with a wealth and power who goes out in person?

There may be some conspiracy behind this.

Chen Anran also had a big head, he had just returned from the primeval forest, and he hadn't figured out about the ancient tomb yet, so there was another coffin in line.

Isn't there a Daxing Lake in Daxing Mountain? Chen Anran said all his thoughts and analysis.

Daxing Lake is the city's tap water source, plus the yin qi incident on the foreheads of the crowd, what do you think of?

"Wouldn't it? You mean? After listening to Chen Anran's words, Zhao Yan suddenly realized, I have to say that Chen Anran's idea is indeed too bold.

"You mean, the coffin fell into the lake? The yin qi in the coffin entered the human body along the tap water? ”

"That's right!" Chen Anran nodded. "But it's just speculation, it looks like I'll have to go there to find out."

Zhao Yan also knew that this matter was important, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to report the situation to the above.

"It's too late, why don't we go and see it first?" Chen Anran knew that after the incident was reported, it would have to be reviewed and approved, and then the staff would be arranged, and by then, it was estimated that there would be a big mess.

Although Daxing Lake has a large amount of water storage, and the general yin qi diffusion speed does not play a harmful role, however, drinking a large amount of water will still cause accidents.

"Hmm... That's right, too. Zhao Yan seemed to have thought of something, and first said to Chen Anran: "You go back and bring some equipment first, and I will contact a professional to go with us." ”

Then he took out his phone and dialed a number.

Things became serious, Chen Anran didn't even have time to say goodbye to Fang Xue and the others, and went downstairs directly to take a taxi back.

There are so many things to do in this day, and when he is done, Chen Anran has to ask the housekeeper what is going on with the Maolan Karst Tomb, and the so-called underworld disaster.

An hour later, he finally returned to He Jiaxing's home.

There is no reason to return to the factory, Chen Anran thinks that the little equipment at home should be enough, and a mere lake can't be more dangerous than a primeval forest, right?

After returning home, He Jiaxing was still lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and it seemed that he hadn't gotten out of bed for a day.

After seeing Chen Anran come back, he immediately asked, "Finally back, have you eaten?" ”

Several questions came one after another for a while, Chen Anran didn't answer, just insisted on the equipment in his backpack, and after confirming that nothing was left behind, he replied with his bag on his back:

"You eat by yourself, I'm going to go out to deal with things now, and I'll be back later."

Seeing that Chen Anran was carrying high-tech equipment on his back, He Jiaxing also guessed that he would definitely have to deal with the problem of ghosts again, so he immediately bounced up from the bed and asked expectantly, "Then can I go with you?" ”

"No, you can't!" Without waiting for He Jiaxing to ask the reason, Chen Anran had already walked out of the room. "This time, there are people in the factory, or my boss, of course you can't go as an outsider."

To tell the truth, He Jiaxing, as an ordinary citizen, should not know about the Ghost Hunting Arsenal and all kinds of high-tech things under normal circumstances, if the people in the factory know that Chen Anran took the initiative to tell him these secrets, he would definitely be punished.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the community, Chen Anran received a text message from Zhao Yan.

"At six o'clock in the evening, gather on Daxing Mountain."

After looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and there should be no problem in two hours to rush over, in view of the fact that the urban area was a little blocked, Chen Anran did not stay long, and took a taxi directly to Daxing Mountain.

The taxi money is one or two hundred yuan, Chen Anran sighed, and couldn't help but sigh. This special task is a task to save people, and no one will reimburse the taxi money?

After leaving the city, I went up the mountain road, although the road was a little winding and rugged, but fortunately I arrived at the mountain road next to Daxing Lake at six o'clock.

After a general investigation, Chen Anran stopped on the mountain road where he was most likely to fall, and the lake below the mountain could be seen at the outermost part of the roadside.

However, there were no slippery traces of the weeds on the cliffs beside the road, and if the coffin had fallen into the lake below, it would have left traces, at least the weeds and bushes would not have been unscathed.

Could it be that part of the road below?

Thinking of this, Chen Anran took another detour and took a detour to the lower mountain road.

As soon as he rounded the corner, Chen Anran saw two young men standing in front of the cliff not far away, bowing their heads and thinking.

Looking closely, one of them wearing glasses was Zhao Yan, and at this moment there was a man in a yellow Taoist robe standing next to him, who was holding a compass in his hand, as if he was muttering something under the mountain.

Could this be ..... Maoshan Taoist? I didn't expect Zhao Yi to know the people of Maoshan Sect.

"I'm not sure, or..."Brother Maoshan calculated and said: "Let's go to this tomb first, let's determine what kind of coffin it is, and then we can prescribe the right medicine." ”

Speaking of which, Zhao Yan also saw Chen Anran who rushed over. "Coming?"

Chen Anran nodded, and when he heard the words of the little brother Maoshan, he also guessed that he must have seen something, worthy of being a world-famous Maoshan Taoist, and he calculated everything with the compass in his hand.

"Did the coffin really fall?" Chen Anran asked, pointing to the traces on the cliff.

It seems that all this is the same as I guessed.

"That's right!" Zhao Yi nodded first, and then introduced each other: "This is my friend, Zhu Kai from Maoshan Sect. ”

"This is the deputy captain of our Ministry of Science and Technology, Chen Anran."

After the introduction, the two greeted politely, and then Zhu Kai got down to business: "The main thing is to figure out which type this coffin belongs to, then it's easy to do, just go into the water directly." ”

Hearing this, Chen Anran was puzzled again, what other types of coffins are there? Could it be that he was referring to the type of material?

Perhaps seeing the doubts in Chen Anran's heart, Zhu Kai smiled and then popularized science:

"It's not bad, there is a difference in the type of this coffin, but not in the material, but in the yin qi."

"Not all of the ghosts in the coffin must be powerful ghosts, so there are three types of yin qi."

First-level Yin Qi: The coffins of this kind of Yin Qi are basically some small ghosts who are not in the climate, and Yin Qi often only affects weak ordinary people, and a yellow charm can make the other party choke.

Second-level Yin Qi: This span is a bit large, if the Yin Qi of the coffin is Level 2, then the Yin Soul in the coffin has turned into a powerful ghost, and it is generally very harmful to ordinary people when they have spiritual intelligence, and it is also extremely difficult to deal with.

Level 3 Yin Qi: This type of coffin, that can be said to be the boss in the coffin! And there will be coffin fungi! The yin soul can also be commensurate with the ghost king, and there is no realm of the big clouds, and the ghost king is basically mortal.

"Therefore, we can't rush into the water to open the coffin." Zhu Kai's expression was still serious when he said this, which was enough to represent the seriousness of the matter. "Let's go to the tomb of this coffin first, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles."

Originally, Chen Anran thought that as long as the coffin was confirmed to be in the water, things would be easy to do, and he even had the idea of asking a crane to fish the coffin and it would be over!

Now listening to Zhu Kaiyi's explanation, Chen Anran realized that he was thinking about things too simply, and the pattern was too small!