Murphy's face sank as water, and he stood beside me pouting.

I didn't have time to investigate why she was angry, my fingertips tapped the void in front of me, and the picture of Wen Tingfang's villa immediately appeared in front of me.

In the center of the living room, incense is swirling, and a thousand paper cranes fly out.

Wen Tingfang's eyes were uncertain, until the paper crane slowly unfolded and floated on the table.

After getting up and looking at the handwriting on it, Wen Tingfang was shocked, "Quick! Go and call the dustless Zen master and the grave exploration team, and immediately go to the tomb of Meridian Mountain!"

"Yes!"

The two women hurriedly went to get busy, and Wen Tingfang also hurriedly dressed and left the villa.

Whew, fortunately, Wen Tingfang was fooled.

My idea was to let Wen Tingfang take a hanging ladder from the position of the bronze door and dig the bronze plate diagonally up into the main tomb.

Wen Tingfang is different from us, he entered the tomb to seek wealth.

Seeing so much gold and silver treasure, he could never be indifferent.

Once we touch the treasure and activate two hundred living corpses, we can take advantage of the chaos to run out.

I hope this guy Wen Tingfang will give us some strength and don't make us wait too long.

I pinched my fingers and saw that seven hours had passed since I entered the tomb.

In the outside world now, it is about ten o'clock in the morning.

We were already tired and hungry, so we casually pulled a little hole in the pile of bones, took out compressed biscuits and mineral water, and simply dealt with a little food.

After eating and drinking, Murphy took out the blanket from his backpack, and the two of us curled up together to rest, back to back.

I slept in a daze for about four or five hours, and there was a clanging sound outside.

Murphy has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his five senses are much sharper than mine.

Before I could come to my senses, Murphy dodged and lifted up, clenched the Zhenyin Sword in his hand, and said vigilantly, "It's probably Wen Tingfang's people digging the Yongdao."

I rubbed my eyes, packed my backpack, and stepped on the stairs with Murphy, standing at the top of the floor peering through the cracks in the bronze plates.

With the sound of the bronze plate shattering, there was a dense sound of footsteps at the location of the corridor.

Soon, two men wearing black combat uniforms and holding various strange weapons in their hands rushed out of the corridor.

I counted, twenty in all.

These people wear peculiar masks and infrared imagers, so that even men and women can't see clearly.

When twenty people arrived, one of them shouted downward, "Boss, there's no danger."

Soon, Wen Tingfang and a fat monk wearing a yellow robe and carrying a jet-black Zen staff stood at the entrance of the cave.

The moment he saw the fat monk, his heart tightened.

Last time, when I secretly spied on Wen Tingfang with a spell, I was glanced at by the fat monk and was almost discovered!

The fat monk's body is full of energy, the heavenly court is full, and his eyes are bright.

This time, though, his gaze didn't fall on me, but at the collapsed coffin not far away, and the golden agate scattered all over the ground.

The greedy light in the fat monk's eyes was particularly blazing, and he clapped his hands and said in surprise, "Money! It's all money!"

"Mr. Wen, we're developed now!"

Wen Tingfang looked around at the coffins, with joy in her eyes, but still a little worried, she asked, "Zen Master Wuchen, as far as I know, Ding Lei and the others have all died here."

"They didn't get these treasures before they died, which shows that this place is dangerous."

"In case we touch these things......

The dustless Zen master said nonchalantly: "Wealth and wealth are in danger, I don't dare to touch that or take it, then what kind of tomb do you rob, just visit the museum, it's not dangerous to be able to enjoy it."

"You!"

Wen Tingfang's eyes widened angrily, and then he sneered, "Since the Zen Master Wuchen likes it, just go and get it, I won't divide it."

The Dustless Zen Master was overjoyed, "You said it yourself

, can't you see me with too much money later, turn your face and don't recognize people!"

"A gentleman's word, the horse is hard to chase."

After receiving Wen Tingfang's promise, the dustless Zen master rushed over impatiently like a fly seeing.

He lifted the lid of the rotten coffin, grabbed the white silver ingot, pursed his thick lips, and kissed him fiercely.

"My little liver, little darling, you look so loving......

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The Dustless Zen Master is a capable person, but if he senses it carefully, he can not only find the danger, but also me and Murphy who are hiding.

He was greedy for money, and after all, he broke into a catastrophe.

Murphy asked quietly, "Do you think two hundred living corpses, as well as Wen Tingfang and others, who can beat whom?"

I stared at the living corpse whose joints were moving a little bit and whose bodies were gradually regaining their blood, and said expectantly, "It's better to lose both, so that we can benefit."

Click-

Click-

The sound of countless joints writhing in the empty tomb made people's scalps tingle.

A living corpse that has been activated once in a short period of time will move faster this time.

Soon, a living corpse opened its scarlet eyes, crouched down on its knees, and leaped forward, its body like a ghost in front of the nearest bodyguard.

It held the man's neck with one hand, and grasped the Heavenly Spirit Cover with the other, and twisted it with a click.

The bodyguard died immediately after bleeding from seven holes, and when the corpse reacted, everyone understood what was going on.

Wen Tingfang reacted the fastest, quickly retreated to the edge of the corridor, ready to jump at any moment, and commanded the group, "Prepare to shoot!"

Eight of them opened their backpacks and took out miniature submachine guns from behind.

After a piercing gunshot, the body of the living corpse was smashed with countless holes, but it did not affect the movement in the slightest.

A crowd of corpses stared at the muzzles of the guns, and soon ten more bodyguards died in the tide of corpses.

I was a little disappointed.

"The people Wen Tingfang brought are too wasteful, and they are not enough to make snacks for these living corpses."

"But...... It's a good thing that they can consume more living corpses, and we'll be able to deal with fewer in the future."

The dustless Zen master hiding on the edge was surrounded by four living corpses.

"Give the Buddha and I'll get out of the way!"

The iron Zen staff swept across, and after a thick and muffled sound, a full five living corpses were swept away.

At this time, the seemingly clumsy and obese Dustless Zen Master, a harrier turned over and placed it in front of Wen Tingfang and the others, looking up to the sky and shouting, "Luohan Bell!"

When—

In the void, a huge golden bell woven from Buddhist mantras wrapped the remaining eight bodyguards, as well as Wen Tingfang.

The living corpse grabbed the protective cover of the Luohan Bell, making the rune light light uncertain.

Judging from the dustless Zen Master's struggling expression, he could probably hold on for about a minute.

The dustless Zen master approached and stared at the living corpse with teeth and claws, and said with a changed face, "Mother, I'm scared to death Buddha Master!"