Ancient tombs are usually tombs that are hundreds or even thousands of years old. There are nine tombs in a row. There are countless evil spirits and corpses inside.
A twenty-year-old ghost like the ghost old lady is simply not qualified to be in the Jiulian Tomb.
In fact, not only is the old ghost unqualified, but even my master, to be honest, he is not qualified.
Entering the vast desert is a narrow escape. Besides, how easy is it to find the Jiulian Tomb?
Even if we find it, it is extremely dangerous for us to enter. There are countless evil ghosts inside. We are no match at all. Going in is just to deliver food.
Unless there is large-scale excavation and a little use of sunlight to release the ghost energy, there will be no accidents.
However, just the two of us cannot find a group of people to dig a grave in an open and fair manner!
Coffin Yang smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "Yes, it seems that my master did not accept you as his apprentice in vain. There are not only the two of us, but also some people. As for the danger...it depends on God!"
Coffin Yang said and sighed.
There was a bit of helplessness in the voice. I didn't know why Coffin Yang wanted to look for the Jiulian Tomb, and I didn't know what kind of treasure was hidden there that made Coffin Yang go and explore it regardless of the danger.
However, he is my master. Even if there is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire ahead, I will accompany him.
Coffin Yang is not only my lifesaver, but also the person who taught me survival skills. For such a great kindness, I must have no choice but to repay him with my life.
Coffin Yang asked me not to tell Lin Xueling about this, and just asked me to just go with him.
I thought about it and understood what Coffin Yang meant.
Even Coffin Yang herself was unsure of the dangers of the Jiulian Tomb. Lin Xueling's Taoism was not very profound. If she were allowed to follow, she might encounter unpredictable dangers.
I took my backpack and sword with me, so I didn't go back. Now that the spell was released, I didn't have to worry about Lin Xueling being in any danger.
Coffin Yang and I quickly left the hotel.
Coffin Yang seemed to have been prepared. At this moment, an open-top off-road vehicle was parked on the roadside.
After getting in the car, I sat in the passenger seat. I was not curious about off-road vehicles. Sitting on them was not comfortable.
I heard that off-road vehicles are quite expensive, but they don’t feel as comfortable as a private car to me.
Coffin Yang drove out of the town and entered the Gobi Desert. Coffin Yang seemed to be very familiar with this area. He drove the car without even looking at the map. He stepped on the accelerator and sped along. The friction of the tires made the back of the car jump. dust.
The coffin opened for about half an hour, and the Gobi Desert gradually turned into an endless desert.
Looking at the endless golden desert, I frowned.
There is no sense of direction here, no reference, and it is impossible to determine the location of the tomb based on the terrain.
How to find the location of Jiulian Tomb!
I asked this question to Coffin Yang, but Coffin Yang said that in fact, they had found the entrance to the tomb. It was only because of my call that they delayed entry for a few days. Now that my matter has been resolved, Coffin Yang can enter the tomb with peace of mind. Even the tomb.
When I heard this, I almost couldn't believe my ears.
Has Jiulian Tomb really been found?
How did he find it under the yellow sand all over the ground?
"Master, please don't fool me. This place is full of sand. How do you find the tomb?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, Coffin Yang actually gave me a mouthful, telling me to speak more if I could speak, and to shut up if I couldn't, and then explained to me.
"This tomb was not found by the master. Although we are Feng Shui masters, when it comes to exploring tombs, we are far inferior to professional people such as General Faqiu and Colonel Mojin."
When I heard this, I was immediately shocked: "What? General Faqiu Zhonglang? Captain Mojin? Aren't these characters in novels? Are they really there in reality?"
Coffin Yang was so angry at my questioning that he immediately grabbed my ear and cursed: "I asked you to study more, but it's a good thing you've gone to study in the latrine. You don't even know about Captain Jin and General Faqiu." ? These two have existed as official official positions. When you get back, you can read more books for me."
Coffin Yang scolded me, and then slapped me hard on the back of my head.
"Didn't I forget for a moment? Master, why did you hit me?"
I covered my head and was scolded before I remembered that General Faqiu and Colonel Mojin were founded by Cao Cao.
I remember that before, I used these two terms to describe Liu and Mo in my mind.
Coffin Yang was too lazy to talk to me. He opened the map and looked at it. Then he took the compass, looked at the direction, and continued to drive away.
The off-road vehicle drove in the desert for almost more than an hour, and a green scene gradually appeared in front of our eyes.
It's an oasis.
Coffin Yang drove the car to a tree, stopped the car, and strode forward.
I picked up the backpack placed in the back seat and followed Coffin Yang, my eyes observing the surrounding terrain.
The terrain is relatively flat, surrounded by endless desert. This oasis is not very big, only half a mile long.
It is extremely abrupt in the desert. I wonder what it looked like thousands of years ago. Was it a desert or a vast forest?
Coffin Yang took me for a few minutes, and several tents appeared in front of me.
Coffin Yang walked to the tent and knocked a few times: "Stop sleeping. It's already noon and you still haven't gotten up. You're still sleeping so peacefully in the wild. Aren't you afraid of wild beasts eating you?"
Then, I heard a series of rustling sounds coming from the tent.
Not long after, the tent opened, and a short, wretched-looking man walked out with a smile.
Then, a tall and stunning beauty emerged with a smile.
I saw men and women coming out one after another, and I just felt like...flowers stuck in cow dung.
When Coffin Yang saw the two people coming out, he looked around and asked, "Where are the other people?"
The short man replied with a smile: "Boss and the others said they wanted to give him a surprise, so they went to the grave first."
"What? Who asked them to go down? What kind of surprise is this? Do you want to use their lives to surprise me?"
The coffin exploded immediately.
The short man shivered from the roar.
The tall beauty's hands were like snakes, and she gently caressed Coffin Yang's body, and said in a seductive voice: "Boss, we persuaded you, but they didn't listen. Besides, their strength... is not weak either. How can there be a boss?" Is that serious?"
"Huh, isn't it weak? It's not weak. But in the Jiulian Tomb, they couldn't survive for an hour after they entered. Those little bastards really thought that they would be invincible after learning some skills."
After Coffin Yang finished speaking angrily, he looked at the short man and said, "Wu Chengji, how long have those little bastards been down there?"
Wu Chengji smiled dryly and said, "It's been more than a day."
After hearing this, Coffin Yang swayed, and the two people hurriedly supported Coffin Yang and helped him sit down.
"It's hopeless... They are all dead inside."
Seeing Coffin Yang's sad look, I couldn't help but advise: "Master, maybe they are not dead. We haven't gone down yet, so we can't say for sure!"
Coffin Yang sighed: "This, the possibility of survival is very slim. I took them out of the orphanage and gave them to a few old friends to help raise them. I thought I could give them a bite to eat, but I didn't To think that not long after I left the army, something like this happened."
"Boss, don't be sad. They also want to repay the kindness of the boss, so they can't wait to go in and take out that thing."
After Wu Chengji finished speaking, he didn't expect that Coffin Yang's face turned serious instantly, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything.
