Listening to bricks is not an easy job, such a hall, there will be no less than 20 types of organs, and the tension springs set up under each ambush are different, a little worse or a little more powerful in the hand, it is the two heavens of life and death - moreover, this is only the entrance hall of the ancient tomb of King Huainan, according to this scale, hehe, there are at least three or more organs waiting for the tomb robbers, and now Guan Xiao completely believes the master's words.

It's just that Guan Xiao can't help, he can only take one step at a time, and he doesn't dare to make any sound - who said that the organ must be touch-type?

After walking for half an hour, the master and apprentice only walked more than half of the hall. Ding Yi had just passed the lampstand, and Guan Xiao was on the side of the wooden cow.

At this moment, Guan Xiao felt that a cold wind seemed to be blowing from the side, and the little guy looked up and was frightened!

The wooden cow in the master's mouth actually stopped, and smiled at himself with a split mouth, and the two glass ball-sized cow nostrils spewed a cold breath at the root of Guan Xiao's ears, and the two curved copper horns emitted a faint light, moo...... The strange cow let out a low cry.

No matter how bold Guan Xiao was, he couldn't withstand such torture, his hand shook slightly, and the metal stick almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Guan Xiao's hands and feet were agile and finally grabbed the metal stick, but in the swaying of the yak butter candle, a drop of milky white wax oil fell crisply.

At the moment when the wax oil landed, everything in the entire hall seemed to solidify in that moment, all the lights on both sides of the hall, starting from the entrance, corresponding, one pair began to be blown out by something I don't know what it was, this process only took dozens of seconds, and the hall was left with the candle in Guan Xiao's hand and the 12 lamps in the middle, and even more strange things appeared, until this time, Ding Yi's master and apprentice found that although the 12 lights in the middle were flickering, they did not emit the light they should have!

In the entire hall, only the yak candle in Guan Xiao's hand was still dancing with a peanut-sized fire. The yak wax is the special wax for the living Buddhas of the Budhanla Palace, and the wax seedlings cannot be blown out by the wind on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau no matter how fierce it is.

Ding saw it very clearly, a very vague black shadow, like the wind, swept from behind, standing in the shadow behind Guan Xiao, a child's head stretched out, with a green and fluffy face, and blew on the candle - the candle flame shook a few times, and it was extinguished.

The bronze casting hall was suddenly pitch black, only the 12 blue-black lamps in the center were beating from time to time, and as soon as all the blue light left the lampstand, it was immediately swallowed up by the darkness.

"Guan Xiao, don't move. Ding Yi hurriedly advised, if you step on the wrong step now, the two of them will definitely die.

Guan Xiao also saw a small thing in the corner of his eye just now and blew out the candle, he reacted quickly, and it was also a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, so he grabbed it with his backhand and grabbed an arm - cold, slimy, plush, the arm itself was slippery, and the special texture scared Guan Xiao a lot, and the arm shrank away suddenly.

Guan Xiao just felt that the arm was very thin, and if it was a person, it might be a child in his teens.

In fact, there is no need to remind Ding Yi, Guan Xiao's feet did not leave the copper brick at all.

As soon as Ding took out the lighter, he immediately saw that the little green-headed head appeared next to him, pouting and blowing on the lighter. However, the things in Ding Yi's hands are all high-quality products without exception, this lighter is still lost to Ding Yi by the European thief king, the 2008 Olympic commemorative zippo lighter, the global limited edition of 800, the fire performance is very good, not to mention that people blew it, and they are safe and sound in the Antarctic against the 14-level gale. Ding Yi is just in his early 40s, it is a good time for a thief, his hands and feet are more agile than Guan Xiao, the big boss looked at the small things that came out to make trouble in a row, raised his left hand and slapped it twice, and the little head screamed "bang" and disappeared into the darkness again.

With the lighter firelight, Ding Yi carefully looked at the square bricks behind him, and his heart churned: just now in the dark, the copper bricks on the ground really moved silently.

"What was that thing just now?" Guan Xiao saw very clearly this time, although the little green thing had a human shape, but it didn't look like a person at all when it looked closely, the body was very small, the arms were very long, the head and eyes were disproportionately large, there should be no clothes on the body, the body was not touching the ground at all, and it was floating around on the copper bricks, extremely fast.

Ding Yi stopped the rubber hammer in his hand, thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "Looking at the size, it is a bit like the boy corpse in the ancient Zhenyin cave, but it is not very like, even if the boy corpse returns to the soul, at most it will run around one way, and it is absolutely impossible to blow the lamp." ”

Ding Yi's brows furrowed suddenly: "Could it be ...... My master said that there are some masters of ghost control and corpse control in southern Xinjiang, and it is said that during World War II, there was a small sect of ghost control that all migrated to Hong Kong in order to avoid the Japanese. Therefore, after the liberation, there will be many ghost movies in the Hong Kong film and television industry, and even some actors will raise their own ghosts in order to become popular. ”

This one...... Guan Xiao's head was a little wooden: "Didn't you say that the cultivation realm is gone, why are you still left to raise little ghosts?"

Ding Yi simply sat down, lit the cigarette pouch, took a few puffs, and spoke slowly.

It turned out that some tribes in the Xiuzhen realm went all the way south to avoid the war in the early Yuan Dynasty, and finally blossomed in Myanmar and Thailand. Among them, there are several disciples who may have come from the last generation of the Maoshan faction, and the spell of catching ghosts and raising ghosts in Maoshan has also been passed on, and due to the different customs of the local people, they have lost contact with Shushan, Quanzhen and other major sects of cultivation. Moreover, it is said that they gradually entered the demon path, and later Yin Poison Spells such as the Head Lowering Technique and the Soul Hooking Method all came from that area. And the green-haired little ghost just now looks very much like "Liu Linglang" - the soul of a child who died violently at about eight years old was cultivated with evil juice and stinky water for 21 consecutive days, completely subdued his heart, and then put it into a boy elephant carved from willow branches (must be a hundred years old sunken wood). The spirits of children who are about eight years old have not been discharged when they are born, their energy is high, their anger is relatively small, and they have a very strong heart of love for the world. Once tamed successfully, the ghost control master can control Liu Linglang to do everything with his mind outside of a hundred zhang.

After thinking about it, Ding Yi shook his head again: "That one just now is not Liu Linglang, the body is definitely not wooden, strange, it doesn't seem to be human skin." ”

At this point, Guan Xiao saw it openly, and the little guy took out the same tools as the master from his arms - this set of steps Guan Xiao would have known it a long time ago, but this time it was too dangerous, so Ding Yi did it himself.

The master and apprentice joined forces together, almost shoulder to shoulder, one defending and one exploring, and they also had experience in listening just now, and the speed was greatly accelerated.

As soon as he came out of the bronze brick hall, the oil lamps on both sides of the hall were lit up one after another.

This Liu An's tomb is really evil, Ding Yi and Guan Xiao glanced at each other, this ancient tomb is not like an ancient tomb, the treasure building is not like the treasure building, and the ghost land is not like a ghost land, I knew that this was the case, and I really shouldn't come.

In fact, Ding Yi's trip was too reckless. A huge Huainan King Tomb, who has stayed in Shou County for more than 2,000 years, Liu An is the originator of the Taoist alchemy school, if there is nothing to press the bottom of the tomb, such a large cemetery would not have been stolen long ago? Ding Yi is relying on most of the things on his body that the ancestors have never seen, and he knows a lot about Xiuzhen (in fact, it is too far away), and he wants to try it.

Out of the hall, it is a courtyard-style building, on both sides of a slip of copper bricks and copper tiles, the tile is a cloister at the moment, in the middle is a rockery, in front of the rockery is a lotus pond, the pool is rippling, there is a clear spring. There is also a dense bamboo forest on both sides of the lotus pond, and the bamboo leaves are automatic without wind, and there is a metallic sound when they collide with each other - it is still copper.

A cold wind flashed from behind, and the gray-green villain rushed over from behind, very fast, ran to the moon gate at the top of the courtyard, snapped twice, and the moon door opened the whole hole, and the villain turned around and smiled at Guan Xiao's master and apprentice, and beckoned, signaling the master and apprentice to hurry up and follow.

To be honest, by now, Ding Yi has regretted it very much in his heart, and it may be a good way to give up now. However, without giving up, after the villain pushed the door open, a layer of blue light faintly burst out from behind the moon door. In other words, the mystery is likely to be revealed in the next step.

"Xiao Xiao, this way, you wait for me here, I'll go and have a look first. Ding Yi turned around and discussed with his apprentice.

"That's not going to work. Guan Xiao shook his head repeatedly: "The ancestors taught us that one person is dead and two people are alive, so don't think about throwing me down." Besides, before liberation, I was a teacher at my age, and now we are in a cooperative relationship, so you don't want to eat alone. Guan Xiao tried his best to squeeze out a bad smile, but unfortunately, he was still young, no matter how much he squeezed it, he still squeezed out some fear in his heart.

Alas...... Ding Yi clicked his lips and sighed, okay, this apprentice didn't hurt in vain.

"Let's go, then. Ding Yi spewed out a mouthful of smoke dragon more than ten meters away, the little green ghost was looking this way, the smoke dragon just stabbed in the eye, the little ghost squeaked twice, and disappeared behind the door.

When they came to the moon gate, Ding Yi and Guan Xiao both put on special protective gloves for the army, and carefully pushed open the door, and the scene in front of them made the eyes of the master and apprentice widen!

Outside the Moon Gate, it turned out to be a square - more precisely, it is a circular sunken square, the area is huge, at least hundreds of meters in circumference, in the middle of the square, is a copper urn with a height of more than 20 meters and a diameter of 100 meters, and the urn is surrounded by a piece of white bones, at least more than a thousand.

"This is what you said about Liu An's tomb, right?" Guan Xiao asked Master in a low voice.

"Such a big guy, there is no second one in this world, right?" Ding Yi replied to the apprentice with a rhetorical question.

After looking left and right, I couldn't find the green-haired thing just now. The master and apprentice walked down the steps on the edge of the square, and before they reached the bottom, they suddenly heard what seemed to be a sound of falling rain, and the white bones and flowers around the copper urn began to shake, and an inexplicable aura of fear rose from the square!