Coming out of the gate of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, Luoyang saw the crow at a glance. It perched on a banyan tree on the side of the road, and its inky eyes did not have a trace of whites, and the evil aura was awe-inspiring.

"Wow!" The crow crowed, flapped its wings and flew.

Luoyang walked in the direction it flew away.

The crow flew for a while and stopped, and when Luoyang approached, it flew up again, and then flew forward for a while, for fear that Luoyang would be lost.

In front is Lishan Mountain.

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor is built on the mountain, and the huge mound of sealed soil is like a hill.

Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei performed a poignant love story in Lishan.

The affairs of the princes of the Zhou You King Beacon Fire Opera also happened here.

The breath of history is scattered in the dirt and rocks here, and generations have walked and passed by, leaving no footprints.

In the long river of history, a generation of Tianjiao is only one grain of sand.

The sealed mound was getting closer and closer, and Luoyang suddenly caught a trace of aura, and the further he went, the more aura he had.

Luoyang raised his eyes and looked at the mound of sealed earth, and suspected that the source of aura was there, but he felt that it was not, because even if it was the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it was just an imperial mausoleum, built by people, and it did not have aura. The tomb has aura diffuse, and it can only be an artifact with aura in the burial goods. But what he captured was a natural aura, not the aura of an artifact, but a natural aura.

Luoyang's gaze moved to the big hill behind the mound, which was shaped like a horse.

That is Lishan, which has a certain role in the history of Xiaxiaxia.

"The source of the aura I captured should be on Mount Li." Luoyang made a judgment.

Qin Shi Huang built his mausoleum at the foot of Li Mountain, that is because this is a treasure land of feng shui, and whether a place is not a treasure land of feng shui, the most basic condition that needs to be met is aura. Ji rubbed the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, it must also be because this is a treasure land of feng shui and full of aura. Following this line of thought, there is an answer to why Ji Chong's evil spirit is so powerful.

If Ji Zhong is buried in a place where there is no aura, the spirit of his death will eventually dissipate one day, and where can he still come out to make trouble.

The crow perched in the mound, where the trees were so dense that it was out of sight.

Luoyang continued along the wide trail towards the mound of sealed earth, and there were statues on both sides of the trail, but they were all modern. A hundred years of humiliation, years of war, many precious historical sites and cultural relics have been destroyed.

The whole park is quiet, and there are no tourists.

Zheng Congrong said hello and that's it.

Luoyang suddenly stopped and glanced back.

A hundred steps away, a young man in a security uniform also stopped, bent down to tie his shoes.

Luo Yang sighed: "There are not a single tourist here, you are a security guard wandering around, and the blind can see that you are an impostor."

The young man glanced at Luoyang out of the corner of his eye, but found that Luoyang was still looking at him, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

"Go back, don't follow, it's dangerous." Luoyang shouted.

The young man turned and walked away.

It's not that his tracking skills are not up to par, it's the environment, there are no tourists here, and he can't hide.

Luoyang continued to walk forward.

Under a white marble monument, an old man is sweeping the floor with a broom.

Very strange old man, he was not wearing the orange overalls of a sanitation worker, but a black dark coat with black bloomers, and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet.

This is the dress of the Qin people, the Qin people are still black, and the costumes are mostly black, following the example of the Hu people to change the clothing design, that is, the jacket and pants, which is convenient for immediate combat and farming.

The old man's hair was gray, tied at the top of his head, and a black cloth was wrapped around his bun, which was also the hairstyle of the Qin people. He was short and thin, giving people the impression of being weak. But that's just a normal person's perspective, in Luoyang's eyes, this old man's thin body contains powerful evil energy.

The crow flew suddenly and perched on the old man's shoulder.

The old man turned to look at Luoyang, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his two eyes were as black as ink, without a trace of white.

The main Ji has reappeared.

But Luoyang fell into confusion, a person who had been dead for more than 2,000 years, how could he stand here alive?

Moreover, this old man obviously has a heartbeat and breathing, and it is not a void image.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Himeshige's shriveled lips let out an eerie laugh.

It was in such a short period of time that Luoyang got used to Ji Chong's crazy appearance, and he said, "What's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

Luoyang said, "You have been dead for more than 2,000 years, and your grave is being dug in Pit No. 4, but you are here."

"You're too young and you know too little about the world." Ji Chong's tone carried a hint of sighing, "It's a pity that God chose you and let you inherit the inheritance of the ancestral witch, don't you think you are unworthy?"

"You're worthy, but what I'm asking is why you're here." Luoyang said.

Ji Zhong looked at Luoyang, his all-black eyes flashed with a strange divine light, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Some people say that there are no two leaves in this world that look exactly the same, but the person who said this, did he compare all the leaves in this world?"

Luoyang was slightly stunned, he seemed to understand what was going on.

"Back then, I sowed seeds in a lot of women, and my offspring multiplied, and my bloodline has been passed down to me, and now even I can't count how many children I have. But he looks exactly like me, just this one, his body can adapt to my spirit, and I have actually been here for decades, I sweep the grave for myself, and I also sweep the grave for Yingzheng."

"Then how did you get to Bacheng?"

"The crow, it lives with me, it is my eyes and my wings." Ji Zhong sneered.

The raven standing on his shoulder cried, "Wow!"

Luo Yang understood: "So, this old man is equivalent to one of your clothes, you want to wear it when you want to wear it, and throw it aside when you don't wear it, right?"

"So to speak." Ji Zhong said.

Luo Yang sighed: "It's a pity, your offspring is not you after all, you are an evil spirit, you have aggravated his aging in his body, and his body can't bear you, he is dying, I'm afraid his body can't even be sown, what's the point of you in him?"

"It really doesn't make sense, so I have to kill you." Ji Shigeri flashed with a dazzling light.

Luoyang thought he was going to do it, but he didn't.

"You don't know how important your body is to a being like me, do you?" A sly smile appeared at the corner of Ji Chong's mouth, "Ancestral Witch Spirit, it can perfectly carry my spirit."

Luoyang was slightly stunned.

It was the first time he had heard such a statement, which meant that there was no need for any hatred or any reason, and that his ancestral witch spirit body was the treasure coveted by all evil spirits! This also means that from the moment he refines the ancestral witch spirit body and obtains the ancestral witch inheritance, he is the target of all the evil spirits in this world!

"At the beginning, I told you that the ancestral witch must die, but now you understand, right? Hey, hey, hey, hey......" Ji Zhong smirked.

Luoyang laughed: "I'm right here, how are you going to let me die, with your mouth?"

Ji Zhong reached into his arms, and when his hand was taken out, there was an extra bronze dagger.

Luoyang also reached into his trouser pocket and took out the Eye of the Feather Blade mobile phone.

On Ji Chong's shoulders, the crow exploded, leaned forward, and bent his legs, ready to attack.

The witch of youth against the witch of old age, the eye of the feather blade against the evil crow, the saber rattling!

"I've waited too long for this moment, let's take action, young Ancestral Witch, only one of the two of us can really live today, I will give you the tomb in Pit No. 4 in exchange for your Ancestral Witch Spirit." Ji Chong's momentum suddenly increased, and the evil aura soared to the sky!

Luoyang didn't answer, and his perception moved in all directions with the ancestral witch spirit body as the center, even if he passed

It was the flowers, trees, and even the ants in the grass that were under his control!

He didn't believe that Zheng Congrong and Hu Bufei had sent a young man to "keep an eye on him", so he needed to grasp the situation of the friendly army, and the situation of the friendly army would determine the direction and outcome of this duel.

Sure enough, when the super sensory perception was pushed to a hundred meters away, Luoyang sensed a familiar person.

It was Hu Bufei, who was hiding in a tree and had a sniper rifle in his hand. With the perception of real touch, Luoyang, who was a hundred meters away, even knew that Hu Bufei's right index finger had been charged, and the trigger of the sniper rifle had been under the pressure of his fingers, and he only needed to add a little more force for it to trigger.

The friendly army is already in position, and there is no pressure on Luoyang's side, because he killed this old man and Hu Bufei killed this old man are two different things.

"Don't worry, I have a question I want to figure out before I do it." Luoyang said.

Ji Chong snorted coldly.

Luoyang ignored him and spoke to himself: "You said that you want to take away my ancestral witch spirit body, but you have to kill me, the question is, if you kill me, don't you get a corpse, what are you going to do?"

"You talk so much, just destroy your spirit." Ji raised his hand again, and his thin hand held the bronze dagger, which was engraved with mysterious symbols and patterns, faintly glowing with green light.

Luoyang's heart moved, and he asked again, "What kind of witch weapon is that?"

"You die!" Ji Zhong shouted, and his short and thin body swooped towards Luoyang.

The evil crow attacked, and the crow came first, and the crow's beak as sharp as a hook pecked at Luoyang's eyes.

Luoyang kicked his legs, and the whole person shot backwards several steps away, turned around without waiting for his legs to land, and did not delay for a second after his feet landed, and ran in the direction where he came and went, shouting while running: "Help! Help!"

Ji Chong was slightly stunned.

This situation directly can't fix him.

But he was stunned for a second, and he threw a bronze dagger at Luoyang's back!

The evil crow also flew to the top of Luoyang's head again, and a pair of sharp claws grabbed Luoyang's Heavenly Spirit Gai!

Bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Ji Zhong, who had just thrown the bronze dagger, suddenly flew upside down, and a rain of blood fell in the air.