The corpse's epidermis was pale and swollen, and a high, bulging pustule oozed a yellowish unknown fluid.

The joints are very stiff, and there are many long green hairs growing deep in the wrinkled skin, which is suspected to have been soaked in water for a long time.

"Found the body of a senior."

After repeated observations, he immediately reported the situation to the command center. At the same time, raise your arm and take a picture of the body in front of you for further confirmation by the command center.

On the banks of the Nanjiang River.

In a hidden tent at the back of the group.

"Bang..."

"Whoa..."

Looking at the picture that came, a middle-aged man with a hot temper and a hemp rope on his body slapped the table angrily.

The simple wooden table collapsed in an instant, and it was torn apart by the great force.

"Brother Wu, rest your anger."

"Other things can be settled later, but don't forget the goal of our trip, that's the number one priority!"

Seeing this, the others immediately stepped forward to comfort him, for fear that he would act recklessly and sabotage the operation.

The man surnamed Wu waved his hand to signal that he was fine, and after a moment of silence, he said, "After the Nanjiang Ancient Tomb is handled, I will go to Fusang on a trip." ”

"Yes, but you have to bring Sister Yun, with her over there, you won't be found by Fusang Onmyoji when you vent."

On the main seat, an old man hunched over and on crutches slowly walked to the front of the picture, his presbyopia clinging to the screen.

As soon as the old man spoke, the command center was suddenly silent, and even the angry man surnamed Wu shrank in place like a quail.

And in the deep pit of the Nanjiang River, the team member is trying to take the body away.

"Whew..., it's okay."

The team members mustered up their courage and grabbed the corpse's calf, just as he was about to succeed.

The storm has changed dramatically.

The sky was covered by clouds, and under the light of the flares, the surging and tumbling inky clouds were visible.

The earth rumbled, and a majestic ancient tomb slowly emerged from the surface. The shape of the ancient tomb is like a palace, with eighteen steps finely carved, and two jade pillars in front of the tomb door are carved with dragons and phoenixes.

At the top of the tomb, there are two lifelike reliefs, constantly puffing dark purple gas. The gas spreads until it fills the entire crater.

"What's going on?"

"What's the situation?"

……

This scene was unexpected by everyone, and after receiving the order from the command center, several strong men in the sky hurriedly cast spells to disperse it.

The wind howled, and the unexpected situation was quickly resolved, but it was too late.

"Hee, hee, hee, hee......"

After coming into contact with the strange gas, the ominous sedan chair was filled with oozing laughter, as if celebrating the rebirth.

The laughter kept echoing, and dozens of sedan chairs were happy

The sound condensed into a spiritual sound wave, which skipped the crowd and rushed straight towards the city.

Just when the sound waves of the ghost's laughter turned into were about to wreak havoc in the city.

I saw that the old scholar was standing alone at the top of the radio and television station. The right hand holds an ordinary wolf brush, and the left hand is in the air, as if there is an ink inkstone.

The wolf's brush swiped through the air, and the scriptures in the radio sound were pulled by it, gradually absorbing into the wolf's hair.

The old scholar looked at the menacing sound waves, raised his pen to write in the void, and at the same time said disdainfully at the corner of his mouth: "Zi Bu is strange and confused. ”

The son is silent, and the strange force is confused.

Seven big characters appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of the sound waves, sifting and cleaning up layer by layer like a filter.

"Hee, hee, hee, hee......"

The sound of laughter woke up many citizens, but most of them fell asleep with scolding. A small number of people who were curious about the source of the sound went back to sleep after searching for it to no avail.

Not a single person had a nervous breakdown.

When laughter contains fear, despair, sorrow, and horror...... And so the negative emotions are cleared. There was nothing special about it except for the sound point.

"Hmph, that's it."

The old pedant smiled disdainfully, turned back to the radio room, and sat on the high platform with his eyes closed to recuperate, guarding against a sudden attack on the ancient tomb.

In the command center, everyone was relieved when they saw this, and the matter finally did not get out of control.

In the middle of the battlefield.

Seeing that the spiritual impact did not achieve the effect of the reservation, the sedan chair all rose into the air, and strips of bright red satin flew out from the bottom of the sedan chair.

The terrifying coercion distorted the space, and everyone's hearts thumped. I saw that the red rope tied the hands and feet of everyone in the hole, and kept dragging them towards the sedan chair, no matter how much they struggled, it was to no avail.

Several seniors sitting in the sky all looked at this scene with cold eyes, and they had no intention of rescuing them at all.

Zhou Li stood on the shore, looking at it with the same expressionless face, without saying a word, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

At the same time, a manju sawa emerges from the leg of its trousers, and the Hungry Ghost trait activates, digging deep into the ground.

Damn.

In this operation, there are definitely big problems.

Although Zhou Li is a little confident in his strength, it is better to leave a way back.

After the sedan chair devoured the living flesh, the sedan chair continued to squirm, and finally discharged all the rotting corpses in the original car.

The corpse fell to the ground, and the team, which had been standing silently on the bank of the river, jumped down the pit one after another. Take out a few planks from the backpack, put them together into a simple coffin, and carefully place the body in.

When they were about to go ashore, the sedan chair had already been digested, and the scarlet silk flowing with blood flew towards Wu Ping'an and them.

"Gossip: Leaving the Palace."

"Away from the fire, the volcano brigade, the fire and the wind, the fire and water are not healed. Mountains and rivers, feng shui, Tianshui lawsuit, Tianhuo Tongren. ”

The rough voice chanted the incantation, and the spell mark formed in his hand at the same time.

The fire shone in the inky clouds, and the sparks rose from the ground, and the blood-colored silk stained with the sparks burned to ashes.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee"

The sedan chair seemed to have been hit hard, and all of them disappeared into the ground, leaving only the strange laughter echoing in the night sky.

"Hoo ......"

Wu Ping'an kept panting after turning over ashore, turning his head to look at the simple coffin, and the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe came to his heart.

handed over the coffin to the soldiers who rushed over, Wu Ping'an wiped his face casually, and returned to his honest and honest appearance again.

Several seniors in the heavens stood in the direction of the eight trigrams, their breaths were linked to each other, and the sealing formation was strengthened again.

"Gossip: Qiankun, seal the heavens and lock the earth."

The blue vertical and horizontal lines appeared, the light became more and more vigorous, and the large net covering the sky gradually transformed into an impermeable light mask.

The mask took shape, and an old man appeared behind them.

The old man had a rickety back, a cane, and stepped on the void as if he were going up a staircase, and walked up to the air step by step.

He looked at the cultivators below him and said slowly, "I know that everyone has a lot of doubts in their hearts. For example, when a member of the first echelon is killed, why no one comes to the rescue. ”

"I'm here to answer your questions."

The old man paused, and then said, "Before that, I will introduce myself, so as not to think that I am fooling everyone. ”

"Director of the Lower Night Patrol Division, the official highest decision-maker in the Yanhuang cultivation world: Yao Chonghuai."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd, which had finally calmed down, rioted again.

"Yao Lao! No way! Such a big man actually has time to come to Jianghai City! ”

"It's a big deal this time, it can't be that Yan Huang is preparing to declare war on the whole world at the same time, right?"

"You have such a big brain, even if you want to fight, you won't declare war in Jianghai City. Ancient tomb..., this can't be the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, right? ”

"The fish that slipped through the net of nine-year compulsory education, the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is in Lishan, okay, your history and physical education teacher taught it?"

"Then tell me what's going on!"

"I don't know."

"......, get out."

"Cut."

During everyone's heated discussion, Zhou Li silently took out his mobile phone and clicked on the forum to view his life deeds.

Name: Yao Chonghuai.

Position: Unknown.

Age: Unknown.

Ability: Knife.

Biography and deeds:

In the thirties of the last century, Shenzhou sank, the people were displaced, and Yanhuang was oppressed by the Western powers.

When I went down the mountain to visit my relatives, I saw that the people were miserable. It is convenient for the Taoist to return to the customs, and constantly look for a good way to save the country and save the people, but unfortunately the good policy was not obtained, and Fusang took advantage of the Yanhuang War to declare war on it.

[Unknown]

In the forties of the last century, Master Yao sat quietly in the main hall of the Fusang Palace. All the cultivators of Fusang Country, no matter how strong or weak, dare not touch their tiger whiskers.

That's 10 years.

Fusang could only send secular troops, and the heads of all cultivators who tried to go to Yanhuang would be neatly placed at the palace gate the next morning.

In the past ten years, Fusang has never had an onmyoji, a psychic master ...... be able to leave the country.

One person, one knife, Jedi Tiantong.

(Special settings for the forum: only visible to Yanhuang cultivators.) ）

Looking at this series of unknowns, the corners of Zhou Li's mouth twitched unconsciously, and the speed of Manzhu Sawa was faster.

Yan and Huang tradition, the fewer words, the bigger the matter.

"Ahem"

The old man coughed lightly twice, and the bottom suddenly fell silent, only to see him slowly speak:

"First, this is not an ancient tomb, it is the library of the Yin and Yang family in the Great Qin period."

"Second, the members who were devoured by the ghost sedan chair before, we have absolute certainty to prove that they are all spies of Fuso and Stick."

"Of course, none of that matters."

There was silence for a long time, as if waiting for them to be mentally prepared.

"The world is going to be gone."

"If the ancient books are verified to be true, the world will be destroyed in the eyes of you and me, and no one will be spared."

"Sadly, the purpose of entering this library is not to test this conclusion, but to overturn it."

Yao Lao looked at Jianghai City not far away, his eyes were teary, and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"According to the clues currently known, the Classic of Mountains and Seas is true, and the Ten Directions Continent is about to return. Hundreds of continents collided enough to destroy everything here. ”

"If it's just that, communicating with the overlords of all parties will pay a little price, but it can also save most people."

"But it's crazy."

"All the strong people who can perceive heaven and earth will be infected by it, crazy and weird, desperately attacking all creatures with the characteristics of life bodies."

"Unsolvable, deadly."

The atmosphere of silence was pervasive, and the young men in their twenties were all below, their energetic eyes full of confusion.

A certain bold member, after organizing the language, took the lead in asking, "What does that have to do with this ancient tomb, there is an answer to the problem in it?" ”

Yao Lao nodded and said, "Originally, this matter would not have been made public."

"But seven days ago, the Night Patrol Division received a report that the bodies of the ancestors had been stolen in many places across the country. After a few days of touching and arranging, it was determined that those half-shemales in Fusang Country were itching to find trouble. ”

"After communicating with the leader of the Ghost Calculation Sect, there is a glimmer of life in the world here in Nanjiang."