Whoa......

In the darkness, a series of cacophony sounded.

"It's really bad luck!"

Zhang Biao held the fire fold and looked down, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

But it was a skull, half-submerged in a puddle, and he kicked it out.

This tunnel kept going down, and although there was a map, it was in the dark for a long time, and even he couldn't be sure if he had gone off the road.

In particular, there are a lot of dead people in it.

Along the way, at least hundreds of various mutilated skeletons were seen, some of which were beheaded, and some of which were inserted with rotten weapons...

Although the information on the map was deliberately erased, according to his guess, it was involved in a rebellion case when Emperor Jing.

Now it seems that it should be right...

At present, the situation is urgent, Zhang Biao can't take a closer look, cheer up, cover his nose and continue to move forward.

This tunnel has been sealed for a long time, and there are many dead people, and the air is extremely dirty, with a musty and damp smell.

A gloomy place, full of miasma.

Zhang Biao didn't dare to stay longer, quickened his pace, and after a while, he came to a fork in the road.

Holding up the fire fold and looking at it, he was immediately disappointed.

According to the map, this should lead to an old official's house in Chonghuafang, and the exit is in the garden.

After Chonghuafang, it is the boundary of Yujing South City, and the defense is relatively weak, and there is no danger.

Unfortunately, the shaft above has collapsed. Even the right fork in the road is blocked by rocky sludge.

Zhang Biao was helpless and took out the map again.

By the faint light of the fire, the fork on the left can lead directly to the vicinity of An Zhenfang, but without a detour, it has to pass through the center of the Bagua Trapped Soul Array.

There are some large and small outlines, which can be vaguely seen as military camp layouts, and they are also connected to ancient mines.

Follow the Visionary Eye message:

"This map, hidden by people with intentions, erased from history, and countless people died because of it, people can't help but think that the secrets hidden in it ......"

The Lianhua Sect has the inheritance of ancient cultivators, and they were involved in the rebellion case back then, and they hid it in Yujing City for a hundred years, most of them for this secret.

Zhang Biao knew that his strength was still weak and he was not suitable to participate in these secrets, but the matter had come to this point, and he could only move forward.

The further you go, the more bones there are in the tunnel.

Zhang Biao also raised his vigilance.

This kind of place where the dead gather may be entangled with the spirit world, and evil things will haunt it.

Fortunately, since the killing of Xiao San, even in this dark tunnel, the ghost turned into by Grandma Wu has never appeared again.

I don't know how long I have been going, but my eyes suddenly open up.

This is a small cave, and there is no candle flame in it, but Zhang Biao was shocked in his eyes and hurriedly retreated.

As far as the eye could see, there were dense bones, stacked on top of each other into mountains, green phosphorus fire flickering, dim and gloomy, as if entering a netherworld.

Zhang Biao swallowed his saliva and turned his spiritual eye.

This time, it's particularly obscure.

Yujing City Skeleton Camp (Yellow Pin Level 4)

1. In the ancient military camp battlefield, the bloody atmosphere of killing was accumulated, and tens of thousands of soldiers were poisoned and smoked, unwilling to die, forming an ominous place.

2. It has become entangled with the spirit world, becoming an entrance and an enchantment, and the ghost of the resentful Yin soldiers wanders in it...

3. A large amount of corpse gas is deposited, blending with the earth's leyline yin qi, and becoming a place for raising corpses...

4. The poisonous mist is mixed with corrupt flesh and blood to form a ferocious evil, and those who enter by mistake will be hallucinated and poisoned to death, and will alarm the ghost of the Yin soldiers...

5, Nine Dead Jedi, don't step into...

Special mother's!

Zhang Biao sweated on his forehead and hurriedly retreated.

No wonder the Lianhua Sect wants to hide for a hundred years and excavate, once this ghost place is entered, I'm afraid no one will be able to get out alive!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Biao turned his head and ran.

It seems that the city center is not to be entered, but fortunately, the tunnels are in the shape of gossip, and there are other passages that can be avoided by detour.

What Zhang Biao didn't notice was that not long after he left, a layer of black mist surged up from the bone camp, filling the entire cave, and then gradually falling.

In the mountain of bones, there was a strange noise.

Click, click...

………………

Before you know it, the time has passed.

Huaizhen Fang, Chongyang View.

A few little Taoist children are weaving knots in the backyard.

The autumn stove festival is approaching, and the slightly richer fang market will hold a temple fair, so naturally you can't miss the opportunity.

In previous years, the blessing knot of Chongyang Temple was the most popular, and if you worship in front of the statue of the god for a few nights, you can sell at least three copper coins, which is also considered an entry.

Whoa......

Suddenly, there was a noise in the backyard.

The Taoist children looked at each other.

"There are thieves!"

A few people were not afraid, picked up brooms and dung forks, and rushed towards the backyard.

The backyard was originally a wasteland overgrown with weeds, but it was later said that everyone was led and opened up into a vegetable garden.

The price of Yujing City is expensive.

They are not as good as those rich monks, and they can only save a little.

When I came to the backyard, there was no one inside, except for the hundred-year-old well, which was dripping with water stains...

Under the wall in the distance, Zhang Biao no longer hid, jumped with his strength, hooked the soul rope roared out, and jumped on the wall with a swing.

This is already the southern city, no one has set up a card to investigate, and there is no master to pursue, so in less than half a bag of cigarettes, Zhang Biao rushed back to Anzhenfang.

Jumping home from the wall, he checked the courtyard gate and was relieved to see that the hay on it had not fallen.

This little trick means that no one knocked on the door this morning.

After returning to the house and changing his clothes, he leisurely made a pot of tea and lay on a rattan chair in the courtyard, thinking about what was missing from this operation.

It was chaotic at the time, but fortunately it was planned in advance and no clues were left.

But there are countless public masters, and you have to be more careful in the next period of time...

killed Xiao San, but he had a heart disease, but Zhang Biao was not happy at all.

Yi Chonghui excavates the witch temple,

The Lotus Blossom Sect has been hidden for a hundred years,

There is an evil spell in the Li Mansion...

All kinds of clues show that the inheritance of ancient cultivators is only silent, hidden in history, but it has not been broken.

As the aura revives, so will these legacies appear in the world.

In the novel of the previous life, the cultivation sect will always accept a wide range of disciples, and those who have the opportunity will leap to the sky.

But Zhang Biao feels that this is not the case.

Before one enemy is against all and worldly forces are ignored, most of these lineages will be combined with power, gaining monopoly power and controlling spiritual resources.

He is alone, so he should be more careful.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao hurriedly got up, returned to the kitchen, and continued to boil the decoction...

…………

Practise, meditate.

Before you know it, it's time to deuter, and the sun is about to set.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

It's finally here!

Zhang Biao frowned slightly and opened the courtyard door.

Unexpectedly, it was not the silver medal catcher of the six doors who knocked on the door, but Wang Xin and Tie Shouming, both of whom had changed into new clothes.

Wang Xin was stunned and said: "Brother Biao, it's almost time, why are you still dressed like this?" ”

Zhang Biao said in a deep voice: "What are you doing when you change your clothes?" ”

"Concubine Hou Kunna!"

Wang Xin hurriedly said: "Didn't you say that you would take us to see a famous prostitute, Brother Biao, don't break your word." ”

"Oh, I almost forgot..."

Zhang Biao slapped his forehead, turned around and returned to the house, changed into tan civilian clothes, washed up, and suddenly looked heroic.

Along the way, Zhang Biao's heart became more and more strange.

He knew that the two of them were ordered by Uncle Wang, and looked at him in private, don't provoke the Li Mansion.

Now that Xiao San has been killed, the West Market is panicking, why do the two of them look fine?

But he was exposed, and he didn't want to ask too much, so he could only speed up his pace with doubts.

Hou Kun's home is in Yongpingfang.

Although it is also a southern city, it is relatively wealthy, and the residents of the square are also wealthy merchants.

The streets are neat and tree-lined.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of large mansions with three entrances, blue bricks and gray tiles, and pavilion gardens, which are not excessive, but also look very magnificent.

Weddings, also known as "dusk rites", are usually held at dusk and sunset, symbolizing the intersection of yin and yang.

Of course, marrying concubines is not so particular, but from a distance, a red lantern has been hung outside the door of the Hou family, and there are even more guests coming and going, and the congratulatory voices are continuous.

When Wang Xin saw it, his eyes immediately turned red, "Hou Kun, this guy, with the Yichong Association, seems to have made a lot of money." ”

Tie Shouming hurriedly whispered: "You don't say a few words, don't make trouble for adults." ”

Zhang Biao didn't care, and when he came to the gate of the courtyard, he happened to see Hou Kun personally greeting guests.

"Brother Zhang, thank you for your face!"

When Hou Kun saw it, his face suddenly burst into laughter.

He mixes well in Six Doors, but Zhang Biao's father is the former gold medal god, although he has a stubborn personality, but his background is much deeper than him.

Zhang Biao smiled and arched his hand: "Waiting for the head to be caught is overjoyed, of course we have to come and have a good time..."

"Sorry, sorry, it's late!"

As he spoke, a voice came from behind.

I saw a short, stocky man with a beard on his face hurrying over, and he was still wearing a six-door black uniform.

Of course, Zhang Biao knew this person, his name was Duan Fei, and he was the head catcher in charge of the area of Taipingfang.

This guy, in terms of collecting money and doing things, is not weaker than Hou Kun, and he is also notoriously black-hearted.

Seeing this, Hou Kun smiled and said, "Brother Duan, looking at you like this, could it be that the boy in Taipingfang is making trouble again?" ”

"Whew, don't mention it!"

Duan Fei shook his head and said: "Someone killed people on the street in the West Market, and left the bandit name of 'Tai Sui', which is extremely arrogant, and we have been looking for people all day long." ”

Zhang Biao's heart moved, "I killed someone over there, but the rivers and lakes have a grudge?" ”

"Yo, it's Brother Zhang."

Duan Fei smiled and arched his hand, "It's not a big deal, he died as a crutch named Wang One-eyed, good guy, he kidnapped a full twenty young children." ”

"Maybe it's a hairy boy who wants to be a hero, and he doesn't have a score for doing things, so we will be punished."

"Oh, I see."

Zhang Biao smiled, but his heart sank...