Liu Erguang took the people back, leaving only a few tools.

Tianlei and I gave Wuwen a hand in the mud, and Wuwen's voice became more and more determined.

"The stench is getting more and more pronounced."

The paddy field was dug out at least three meters, and the shovel suddenly made a crashing sound.

Tianlei turned to look at me, "I've dug up something hard."

We immediately hurried up, and within a few clicks, a blue-black slate had appeared in the mud.

Tianlei threw the shovel in his hand, knelt on the stone slab and knocked it hard a few times.

"What the hell? Treasure?"

I took off my coat and carefully rubbed the slate until it finally showed its true face.

Painted on it is a pattern called taotao pattern, which can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

At first, it was just an ornament for the nobility, and then it gradually appeared in funerals.

Could it be that you really dug up the grave?

Wuwen reached out and touched it, muttering, "It's not like metal."

"Bronze or iron will rust, this place is buried deeply, and there are paddy fields planted on it, so it shouldn't be so clean."

I looked sideways, and there was a black matte reflection on it, and there were honeycomb holes on it.

I seem to know what it is.

As I picked up the shovel, I shouted, "Get out of the way."

"Ding!"

I picked up the shovel and slammed it forward, and the head of the shovel immediately turned into a C-shape, leaving only a white mark on the black board.

I scrubbed the marks carefully, revealing something that looked like gold dust.

I guessed that right!

"It's stone."

Tianlei looked at me suspiciously: "The stone has been soaked for so long, the structure inside must be loose, and it can still be so strong?"

"It's Ugane."

I pointed to the ground and explained, "This thing is also called gold-clad stone, and it likes humid environments, and the wetter it is, the stronger it becomes."

Turning my head, I looked at Tianlei and Wu Wen, "Wu Jinshi, gluttonous pattern, what did you two think of?"

Tianlei smiled and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't ask me, I don't understand this."

Wuwen pondered for a long time: "Evil corpse."

"Why?"

"Ugin traps evil corpses, gluttonous and devours all kinds of disasters, this is what is said in the funeral scriptures."

Wu Wen lowered his eyes and looked at the black gold stone: "The things in this must have caused a stir and were later suppressed by the masters."

At first, I just thought that Wuwen knew the rules very well, so I thought about taking him with me.

Several events occurred one after another, which made me more and more impressed with him.

"Tianlei and I will take the handle and get this coffin out first."

Turning my head, I looked at Wu and asked, "You contact the family and send some people."

"Let's do it."

Turning around without asking, Tianlei and I cleaned up the mud around us.

Ten minutes later, a coffin larger than a double bed appeared in front of me.

No questions asked: "Our people will be here soon."

"You two are watching here."

Turning my head, I found Liu Erguang again and called all the tigers and dragons in the village.

The Taoist priest came very quickly, and after ten minutes, everyone had already arrived, plus the villagers of Wangzhuang, there were at least forty or fifty people standing at the scene.

The Taoist priest who led the team was really Hui'an, and he stood out in the crowd with fat meat.

I walked up to him in three or two steps: "Can you use your ghost control spell during the day?"

Hui An's face showed a touch of disdain: "Why don't you say that you are a layman."

"It's all said that the Qingwei faction practices ghost control techniques, and it's not a ghost at all! It's Da Luo."

the groove.

Da Luo is the head of the eight protectors of Taoism, and his status is second only to the Thirty-six Gong Cao.

I asked with some skepticism, "Are you asking for the real thing?"

"That's—that's certainly not."

Hui An cleared his throat a little embarrassed: "It's the incense in the temple."

Tsk, I'm overestimating.

The incense thought is a touch of divine power left in the temple by the righteous god, and it is not even a doppelganger.

But it should be enough to deal with an ordinary imp.