After a brief exchange of information, the experience of the two is similar, and the luck of the resentment is a little better than Feng Zhiping's in comparison.

The resentment was built on a golden spiritual boulder, wider than Feng Zhiping's stone pillar, and found a spacious enough cavity to accommodate it at the beginning.

After that, the two of them were the same, hitting the mountain, breaking the ground, slowing down all the way, the difference was that the ghost was against the sky, and his stone took him all the way straight to the bottom of the mine, and half of the hole he was allowed to be exposed outside, and he climbed out without much effort.

Of course, he didn't have a good time, the power of Ruijin was not easy to mess with, and it was on par with the power of fire.

Thanks to the deep foundation of the grudge cultivation, many years of suppression made his physical body imperceptible, not congenital is better than congenital, just in terms of physical body, the ordinary early stage of the innate is inferior to him, so he survived against the power of Jin Xing that invaded the body, the internal injuries are not serious, and only a monk's robe cannot be saved.

Because it is in the old mining area, and there are no tools such as mine hoes, so they can only find a loose mine road to start with, and there are not many ways to choose.

However, his luck was good, the earthquake shook part of the mine road but also shook a lot of brick walls and stone blocks that closed the road, and it didn't take much effort for him to find the rammer road upward, and groped his way here.

Feng Zhiping was speechless, thinking that he should be called a grudge.

The same starting point, the same hardships, why is people's luck so good, is it because they have less experience or are they not enough?

Or if you have nothing to do in the future, you can also chant two sentences of Amitabha Buddha to see if you can really be lucky with the Buddha.

Feng Zhiping thought about it seriously, and the secret path was still forgotten.

He is a person who has seen immortals, and the fat immortals are wearing Taoist robes, if he annoys the immortals and takes back the sword seed, then there is really no place to cry.

Forget it, I'm still alive anyway, isn't it a little miserable, the result is the same, it's good to be alive.

I didn't know Feng Zhiping's miscellaneous thoughts, and he was still chattering about how miserable and tired he was, so it took a long time to stop, touch the spitting stars on his mouth, and turn his head to look at the half-built brick wall.

"Hey, this seems to be an emergency shelter under the mine, come, let's dig together and see if there is anything useful in it. As he spoke, he reached out to plane.

Feng Zhiping hurriedly grabbed his wrist: "Don't move, there's nothing we want in it." ”

"Have you found it?" Seeing that Feng Zhiping's expression was wrong, Yu Yan looked at the brick wall and looked puzzled, "What's inside?"

"Alas, this is a burial cave with a group of poor people. ”

Feng Zhiping sighed heavily, and told the cause and effect in a heavy tone.

The resentment listened carefully, his expression became more and more solemn, and after Feng Zhiping finished speaking, he said the Buddha name, and reached out to dig the masonry again.

"You...?"

"I'm going to overtake them. "The grudge kept on his hand, and said solemnly, "Since it is a wrongful death, the resentment must be very heavy after so many years, I have to calm their resentment and appease their souls, so as not to disturb the living." ”

Feng Zhiping was stunned: "You mean ghosts? Are there really ghosts in the world?"

"The little monk hasn't seen it, but the little monk knows that they really exist, and they are here. "The ghost nods his heart," Chaodu is to rest the deceased, and it is also to comfort the living, no matter whether the ghost recognized by the secular people exists, there is no doubt about the ghost in everyone's heart. ”

Feng Zhiping realized: "If you believe it, you don't believe it, but this is what the eldest brother means?"

"Yes, but not exactly. ”

The ghost said solemnly: "Whether the ghost exists, the little monk has not seen it, so he dare not assert it, but the resentment exists, and the Blood Knife Sect's Zhen Sect's peerless "True Self Blood Demon Codex" and their blood knife can only be completed by relying on a large amount of resentful blood nourishment." These people died tragically, and they have been sealed for many years, and the backlog of resentment must be very heavy, and it is unknown whether they have turned into anger. You and I are both masculine bodies, and we have the support of Yuan Li, so we are naturally fearless, but ordinary people can't, and rash contact is likely to be caused by resentment into the body, so the little monk must go over and disperse the resentment here, so that they can act in the future. ”

Feng Zhiping heard it in a fog, but he also understood that the monk was doing the right thing, not a fake trick.

At this time, the resentment also demolished the last brick, and unlike Feng Zhiping, he demolished the brick wall to the end, leaving only the last layer of thresholds across the hole.

Squatting down, he took a closer picture with a torch, stared at it for a moment, and nodded his head with resentment.

"Sure enough!"

"What's wrong?"

Feng Zhiping was puzzled and squatted to the side.

"Look here. A brick surface exposed from the peeling mud of the grudge, "See? This is a rune, used to suppress souls, although it is a little different, but this rune is indeed from the Daomen, and the one who shot it is an expert." ”

Feng Zhiping took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw that there was a carved texture on his mind, like a pattern and a deformed text, which was quite similar to the ghost painting talisman sold by the warlocks who walked the streets and alleys.

The difference is that the warlocks in the rivers and lakes are basically liars, and the talismans they sell also deceive ordinary people, and the talismans here are corroborated by the grudges of this Buddhist disciple, which is indeed miraculous.

"It seems that those who did evil back then were also worried that their grievances would leak out and disturb others, so they asked the masters to take action to suppress this place. Alas, I don't know which way of the Taoist friends, even this kind of work is accepted, I will go to the falling moon to watch and ask, this is their Taoist business, I am inconvenient to interfere, but I can't just forget it. He stood up with righteous words.

Feng Zhiping looked up at him, and he didn't say anything to ridicule him because of the atmosphere, but he still felt in his heart that the possibility of him taking the opportunity to justifiably harass the Falling Moon View was far greater than that of justice.

The resentment tore off the rotten cloth strips on his body, straightened the only remaining pants, put his palms together and meditated for a moment, suddenly bit the index finger of his right hand, and solemnly drew a Buddha seal in the center of his eyebrows and the middle of his chest. Number One

"Don't move here, I'll come when I go. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Feng Zhiping to ask, the resentment stepped into the threshold, carefully avoiding the corpses along the way, and sat down in the middle.

Feng Zhiping stood at the door and watched, I don't know if it was an illusion, it seemed that the wind was blowing in the cave.

No, not a delusion!

With the continuous chanting of the resentment, the wind really blew in the cave, the dust on the ground flew up, it looked gray, the strange thing is that both the wind and the soil are limited to the cave, the only remaining layer of red bricks on the ground is like an invisible barrier to seal the entire cave entrance, the dust hits it again and again, and rolls back again and again.

Damn, it's too evil!

Rao is Feng Zhiping was bold, and he couldn't help but take a step back at this time.

He has never been afraid of real knives and guns, he is really at a loss for this indescribable treacherous power, remembering that he was still in it for a long time just now, his scalp was numb, and the cold air surged out of his eyes.

The chanting of the resentment became faster and faster, the sound became louder and louder, and the yin wind and turbid dust raged wildly, but it couldn't be scraped out, and it couldn't blow the remains on the ground, so it could only rotate around the resentment at great speed, and the scene was strange and powerful.

After touching a stick of incense or so, the sand and stones in the cave were flying, Feng Zhiping could no longer see the resentment, and only two points of golden light loomed in the yellow vision.

It is the Buddha seal painted by the grudge, they represent the resentment and peace, Feng Zhiping wanted to rush in several times but only stopped when he saw two golden lights, he had a specialization in the art industry, he was afraid that he would not help.

Suddenly, the chanting stopped, the golden light was extinguished, Feng Zhiping was startled, and he was about to rush in to save people without thinking about it, when two loud words came out.

"Horn Mi!"

There seemed to be a lotus shadow in the yellow field of vision, and the speed was too fast, Feng Zhiping was not sure if it was dazzling, but the wind and sand in the cave did slow down.

"Moo!"

The two words were followed by another word, the words were clear and the voice was extremely loud, Feng Zhiping couldn't help but feel solemn and majestic in his ears, and the wind and sand were also shocked and suddenly stopped, time seemed to freeze for a moment, and the next moment the wind stopped falling, revealing a grizzled grudge.

The monk's face was very unsightly, as if he had fought a vicious battle, his whole body was sweating profusely, and the ground around him was soaked.

After a few breaths of relief, he stood up with great difficulty, walked out of the cave to avoid the footsteps of the corpse, smiled at Feng Zhiping, and suddenly fell forward.

"Master!"

Feng Zhiping hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

The resentment pressed his shoulder and stood up, and said weakly, "Why are you called a master again?" ”

Feng Zhiping didn't have the heart to argue, and said worriedly: "How are you, are you injured?

"It's okay, it's just a little out of strength and I'm mentally exhausted. ”

The grudge gave a reassuring smile, and then looked back at the cave with a solemn smile.

"There is a lot of resentment here, and it has turned into anger, but fortunately it was discovered in advance, otherwise ordinary people would have turned into bloodthirsty madmen if they opened it rashly. My Dharma is still shallow, and it took a lot of effort to dissolve the anger inside, and the other burial caves can't be opened, so we have to wait for us to go out, and I will send another senior monk to the Messenger Gate, and before that, we must not get close to here, especially ordinary people! There is also the Falling Moon View, this is the sin done by the people in their Daomen, and they must be responsible!"

Feng Zhiping didn't understand these mysterious things, but he also heard the seriousness, and nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at the mine road again, the darkness outside the light range seems to have a pair of invisible ghost eyes, even if he knows that this is a psychological effect, Feng Zhiping still can't stop his hair, and he will leave after the resentment recovers his strength a little.

The grudge came first, and took a lot of detours in the dark, and now that there is a torch, I can identify them one by one according to my memory, saving a lot of effort.

Just when the two of them were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they barely had the strength to move their feet, a broken wall appeared in front of them.

This wall has been touched before, because there is no light source, so I didn't find that the upper part of it collapsed, revealing a palm-wide gap, this time I just stopped by to check it again, but I didn't think that not only found the gap in the upper part, but also found other finds.

On the other side of the wall there was someone talking, the voice was faint, but it couldn't escape their ears.

"Someone, help, there are people here, come and save us!"

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless! Come on, the little monk is here!"

The two shouted, Feng Zhiping didn't know where he got the strength, jumped to the edge of the gap, picked up the mine hoe and began to chisel.

But he was so tired, and the wall was too strong, and he only opened a small opening after digging for a long time, and it took a long time to chisel out a size that could accommodate people.

But he had succeeded, the shouts and chisels of the two men attracting each other's attention, and moments later the light of the torches cut through the darkness on the other side.

Three men dressed as miners appeared around the corner with torches, one of the short ones wanted to go forward but was pulled by the two older ones, and the eldest one was forced into the corner with his head exposed, looking at this side vigilantly.

"Who are you? You, are you a human or a ghost?"