Of course, there is more than one Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal handed down from generation to generation, and Zhang Tianshi has at least nine inherited from previous dynasties. Coupled with the carving used by ordinary Taoist priests themselves, it is even more incomprehensible. But since people said that it was used by Zhang Tianshi to suppress demons, it must have been passed down by Tianshi himself, and it would not be a miscellaneous product! For a while, Wen Fei was about to drool out.

"You don't have to make up your mind! This is the ...... to stay here and suppress the demons," Chen Zhiyuan sued Wen Fei.

Wen Fei came to his senses at this time, and he was still thinking in his heart that maybe after so many years, the demon had already finished playing, so I could take away the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal...... Only people like him know how attractive this Dharma seal is.

The tomb isn't big, and it doesn't actually look like a real tomb layout. There was only one burial chamber, and there was nothing but these large iron coffins. I don't know where the suppressed demons and Yang Pingzhi are all imprinted?

Wait a minute, Wen Fei asked again: "Since there is a Yangping Zhidu Gong Yin to suppress it, what are the coffins here for?" He originally thought that this was some kind of feng shui circle or something.

"Don't ask me, I haven't learned any Taoism!" Chen Zhiyuan said angrily. After simply explaining the matter to Wen Fei, he wanted to lead Wen Fei through an inconspicuous hole in the corner of the tomb.

This hole is very low, but it is not as wide as the cement passage when I came, and it is very hard to walk in this kind of place. Luckily, it's not a long road, and it doesn't seem to be too dangerous. At least Wen Fei fantasized about a lot of dangers, and even how to react if he encountered them in this kind of hole......

Things in the world are often like this, good spirits do not work, bad spirits. As soon as Wen Fei thought of this, he heard a loud bang outside, and a lot of dust was shaken off the top of his head.

Wen Fei sighed in his heart, that cold. I can't wait to slap myself twice, it's really a crow's mouth. Chen Zhiyuan was quite decisive: "Hurry, go faster." Let's get out of this passage first!"

When Wen Fei heard this, he couldn't even resist in this narrow and cramped passage. I didn't know what was going on, so I could only rush forward desperately. When you get to a more spacious place, at least you can move your hands, and there is also room for manoeuvre, right?

Fortunately, the passage was not long, and the two quickly rushed out of the passage. This is actually a burial chamber again, not an earthen chamber. It was a little bigger than the place where the nine large iron coffins had been placed, and there was only one altar inside. But it was obviously destroyed, and there was nothing else that was eye-catching.

It can't be empty, right? Wen Fei was a little dumbfounded, he still wanted to see the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Yin! The flashlight shone towards the altar, and finally saw something on it. Wen Fei was taken aback, both excited and scared. It's like people love to watch horror movies, and the more scared they are, the more they like to watch them.

There was a dead man on the altar, no, it was supposed to be a skeleton. To be precise, it should be a black, yellow, and broken bone frame. It's actually standing.,Suddenly I looked.,It's really a little infiltrating.。 There's nothing else in it that stands out.

"Zhenghe ......" Chen Zhiyuan exclaimed, and he was about to grab it in a few steps. Wen Fei noticed that there seemed to be a person lying under the skeletal shelf on the altar, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Oops, it doesn't look like it's going to be good. Wen Fei shouted in his heart, and quickly stopped Chen Zhiyuan, saying, "Secretary Chen, solve the things behind it first, and then ......."

Chen Zhiyuan nodded, broke away from Wen Fei's hand, and took out a gun from his waist. Wen Fei was a little dumbfounded, but he heard Chen Zhiyuan say coldly: "I have a gun license, and I am legally holding a gun!"

Wen Fei smiled bitterly: "This demon shouldn't be afraid of guns, right? It's okay to scare people with this thing, but it's ...... to scare ghosts."

"Do you know a fart?" It was rare to hear Chen Zhiyuan burst into a foul language, and then heard him say: "Gunpowder was the first thing used by Taoist priests to drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts, and it belongs to the sun. There are still many remote mountainous areas, and there are still traditions. If something strange happens at home, hang a gun in your home to ensure that no matter how good the sneaky thing is, it will be scared away. And the gunshots are like thunder, more powerful than firecrackers!"

Of course, Wen Fei had heard of this kind of saying, but is it good for people to use powder guns? Modern firearms are so tightly loaded that no gunpowder can be exposed. What's more, the gunpowder formula in the current bullet is completely different from the ancient one...... Whether this will work or not, I'm afraid only God knows!

Thinking of this, Wen Fei looked at the big hole when he probed his brain, and there was no movement for a long time.

Maybe there was no danger outside at all, and the loud noise couldn't have been a coffin falling. That's why there's such a movement.

"Be careful!" Chen Zhiyuan shouted, as if he had seen something. The gun in his hand fired, and a huge roar reverberated back and forth in this small and closed stone room, and the sound was really loud beyond imagination. Then came the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the sound of a rapid retreat, scraping against the ground...... The sound grew quieter and quieter, and it was inaudible in the blink of an eye.

Wen Fei and Chen Zhiyuan both looked at each other, could it be that this scared the thing outside away? But this is better, it saves effort. I don't know what the danger out there is, but listening to the movement, I can be sure that it can't be a ghost, but something corporeal. And listening to the sound, the block should not be small.

Chen Zhiyuan was worried about his son, and saw the monster outside scared away. He took his gun and walked towards the altar.

Wen Fei hurriedly said: "I'll go, you come to guard this passage!"

Chen Zhiyuan didn't appreciate it, and said, "My own son, I will save it myself!" and walked forward.

Wen Fei also hurriedly followed, smiling bitterly in his heart, this Chen Zhiyuan is still angry! But seeing Chen Zhiyuan helping the people on the ground up, who is it not Chen Zhenghe?

"Are you okay?" Wen Fei stepped forward and cared. I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, at least Chen Zhenghe was not dead, he was still breathing and his heart was beating. It's just that Chen Zhenghe doesn't seem to have any injuries on the outside, but his face is blue and his teeth are clenched, but he doesn't know why he is unconscious. And how did this guy get here? Although he has the talisman drawn by Wen Fei on his body, Wen Fei doesn't think that the thing he drew can be so powerful. Although he invited the gods to descend at that time, it was still his own family's Jing Qi God who was consumed!

"Everyone has found it, let's take Chen Zhenghe out first!" Wen Fei was worried, he always felt unsafe in this place.