"Brother, how are you?" Fourth brother shouted from above!
"It's not good, the location is wrong. This is not the tomb, but it is only less than one meter away from the tomb. Let me try to open the door first." I pushed the tomb door hard with my hand! It can't be pushed as expected! But you can't explode here, the space is too small! Is there any ventilation equipment?
I fumbled for a while and decided to stick with the old method, because the tomb door is quite strong and will not collapse even if it is blasted!
The tomb door is a very important part of the ancient tomb. Through the tomb door, you can judge the level, craftsmanship, approximate age of the ancient tomb and a lot of useful information!
The tomb door didn't seem to be exquisitely made, so I didn't plan to keep it. I drilled a few holes with a hand drill and smashed half of the tomb door with a few hammers! We have to leave half for the archaeological team. When I entered the tomb, I was stunned by the sight in front of me. If I didn't tell you this, anyone who saw it would definitely think they had entered a treasure cave! The densely packed objects inside are either bronze or gold! I didn't even have a foothold, so I went down carefully, cleared a passage under my feet, and walked to the coffin. I opened the outer coffin with ease and found that the coffin inside was relatively shabby and looked like a stone coffin! This thing shouldn't even use good wood!
I don’t know what kind of stone it is. It’s extremely heavy. I pushed it several times but it didn’t move. I tried all kinds of methods but couldn't move it. I had no choice but to roughly estimate the amount of explosives and shoot it directly on the coffin lid. With a bang, the coffin lid turned out to be fine. Dust scattered in the tomb, choking me so much that I couldn't breathe!
How can this be done? There was no time to think about it, so I had to resort to a trick. I poured gasoline on the lid of the stone coffin! After it was lit, the temperature was estimated, and then when the flame went out, a bottle of water was sprinkled on it. Finally, several large cracks appeared on the coffin lid along the fire points.
After a few more hits with a hammer, the coffin lid was finally opened. I looked at my watch and saw that there were still two hours until dawn, so there was still enough time!
But when I looked out, I was so scared that my soul flew away!
The body in the coffin looked like he had just died. If this wasn't an ancient tomb, I would really have thought he was asleep!
Thinking of this, an idea flashed through my mind, and I opened the mouth of the ancient corpse. Sure enough, there was a green bead inside!
Just when I was excited, I suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind!
I touched the dagger at my waist, and then turned sideways! It’s not zombie rice dumplings! But fourth brother!
"You are crazy, scary, scary to death. Why don't you come down from the top?" I was really angry!
"There are so many police officers up there! We are surrounded!" The fourth brother was panting and exhausted from fear!
My mind is blank! I haven't told Hua Jianguo and Lao Suntou about this. Where are the police?
Can't figure out the situation!
What should I do? Just when my fourth brother was anxious and didn't know what to do, shouts came from the ground!
"People below, come up quickly, you are already surrounded! Stop struggling needlessly!"
My whole body was numb!
My fourth brother and I collapsed on the ground and didn’t know what to do! At this time, some pictures and information suddenly appeared in my mind!
A middle-aged man succeeded and returned to the small village where he was raised. Looking at his grandfather's old body, he burst into tears. Grandpa is also in tears. My son, grandpa is still in good health. It will be good to come back. Chen Xin helped her grandpa during the day, and washed his feet and made his bed at night. The grandpa and grandson were very happy, and they went to practice the exercises after grandpa fell asleep. Now according to the description in the secret book, I have reached the bottleneck of Qi refining, but why can't I form the inner elixir no matter what? If I can't form the inner elixir, everything is in vain. Unable to seize the heaven and earth, everything is an illusion. Thinking of this made Chen Xin extremely depressed. Coupled with the previous encounters and inner demons, blood spurted out from his throat. Breathing out and meditating again, Chen Xin himself is like a towering tree. Every hair and every pore is like a leaf, absorbing the energy of the stars, the universe and the bright moon. With every cycle and return to origin, the body is always in constant flow. Update, but as soon as it reaches the Dantian, a whirlwind passes by, the energy re-feeds the eight extraordinary meridians, and there is no trace of the inner elixir. well. Take your time, Erye probably hasn't formed any pills after decades of practice, I'm still too impatient. Too impatient. After saying that, he got up and washed away the sweat all over his body and went to sleep.
After some time, Grandpa Chen Xin became seriously ill in old age. After being admitted to a geriatric hospital, I was extremely busy. I worked during the day to make money and stayed with my grandpa at night. But then my grandpa suddenly suffered a stroke and couldn't move one of his legs. Chen Xin stayed with Grandpa 24 hours a day. Chen Jianguo spent all his money, and the doctor treated Grandpa Chen Xin like the God of Wealth until one day.
Chen Xin always had an indescribable feeling when she looked at her grandfather that day. He was so flustered, and the hospital couldn't set up a formation. The nurses probably called the police just from those materials. Chen Xin could only guard her grandfather. At three o'clock in the morning, the surroundings suddenly became extremely cold. Chen Xin was so excited that she stood up and looked in the direction of the door with an ominous premonition. Slowly the people in the ward became blurry. A figure slowly appeared. This man was stooped and his face was sunken. He was wearing a black rag covering his body. He slowly approached Grandpa Chen Xin, and Chen Xin felt bad. Yell, who are you? What to do? The man raised his head sharply. Looking at Chen Xin in surprise, who are you? How can you see me? I am under criminal detention. This man's time has come. I want to take him to where he should go. After saying this, I yelled at Grandpa Chen Xin, "Search for the soul of the disaster. Your life span has expired, so why don't you come with me quickly?" After speaking, Grandpa Chen Xin's chest softened, and a wisp of light and a wisp of white air came out from his nostrils. The ray of light transformed into Grandpa Chen Xin and followed the man, while the wisp of white air drifted away. The rickets turned around and the door of the ward was distorted and blurred again. It was about to leave. Chen Xin's eyes turned red, and she shouted, stopped for me, and rushed forward. The rickets turned back and glared. Chen Xin's legs hurt and she knelt down. Then he used a very ugly sound like an old radio. Ignorant junior, I am the Ten Kings of Mingjing, the Oriental Jade Emperor, under the throne of Qin Guang, do you dare to make a mistake? At this time, the prison guard was also a little afraid of Chen Xin, so he directly used the biggest name to suppress Chen Xin. In his opinion, a Taoist would retreat after knowing the difficulties, and it depends on the owner to beat a dog. He didn't know that Chen Xin was at best a random cultivator with good luck. He was not from a professional background. Not to mention the gods from all walks of life in the three realms and ten directions, even his ancestor had never had any incense from him. Chen Xin is a typical newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Before the rickets could finish speaking, the energy of heaven and earth was circulating in Chen Xin's meridians. He remembered that he had read a skill in the secret book, and he rushed to get lucky, and a burst of black energy gathered in his hand. He hit the rickets. Before the rickets could dodge, he shrank his body and flew directly into the twisted door. His last few words were still floating in the space. You are dead. . .
Chen Xin looked back at her grandfather. The dim light did not return to her grandfather's body. Instead, she stayed there like a piece of wood, staring dreamily ahead. What's going on here? Chen Xin was anxious for a moment and didn't know what to do. At this time, the door suddenly opened, and several nurses and doctors rushed in. The doctor shouted, "After the God of Wealth dies, you should all go to the operating room to be on duty." As grandpa was pushed into the emergency room, the ghost who looked like grandpa also followed in. It's just the white air floating out, I don't know what it is, but it never comes back. 10 minutes passed. The doctor told Chen Xin that her grandfather went to save her life but suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Lost language, movement, and many abilities in daily life. Chen Xin sat paralyzed on the ground, what on earth is going on? Who can tell me? What exactly is going on?
Chen Xin went home to pick up the secret book and bought some items needed for the formation. He always stayed by his side, and he could only use his only moving finger to write some words on Chen Xin's palm to communicate simply. Chen Xin bought a Walkman for her grandfather to play music, news and listen to storytelling. 33 days passed like this. During this period, Chen Xin also studied the technique, and the black energy in his palm was transformed from the energy he absorbed every night. When you first get started, black energy gathers. As your cultivation level increases, there are three levels of black energy. At the lowest level, Chen Xin can only hold a small lump in his hand for less than a minute. Slowly, the black energy can slowly surround the enemy. Finally, In the strong state, you can turn into black light and kill the enemy's head within sight, but these can only be used against those who practice the Taoism, but cannot be used against ordinary people. Otherwise, if it is too strong, the Tao will disappear and the body will die. If it is too weak, it will destroy the foundation and fall into the trap. Reincarnation. Chen Xin sighed, "It is recorded in the book that it will take at least 3,000 years for it to be completed at my current speed." No wonder there are so few gods. There are not many people on this earth who can have such a good fortune. At the highest level, black energy can be transformed into swords, shields and other weapons, which is the top level of transformation. It's difficult. This is true for a technique that I am most familiar with. It's not easy to achieve success.
Suddenly, Chen Xin's eyelids twitched and he felt panicked. He thought to himself, "It's not good." He quickly raised his head to move his energy, but no, it was too late for the formation. In a panic, Chen Xin took out a squirt gun filled with child urine. The four dimensions of the hospital bed are covered with talismans. Come on, if I can't save my grandpa today, I will live in vain for the rest of my life. The door to the ward became distorted and blurry. A broken gong sounded. Two little ghosts came out of the door holding two flags. The left one held the soul, the right one held the ghost. A man beating the gong came out from behind. It was the rickety ghost that Chen Xin beat away. Behind him appeared four people with the appearance of ancient guards, their faces turning green. Two held shackles, two held chains. Finally, a figure appeared, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, looking at Chen Xin carefully. The rickety man stared at Chen Xin fiercely, and whispered in the Chinese tunic suit that I am the Soul Custor of the Underworld, Zheng Xiangyu, and this is my subordinate Yang Dawei. I had offended many people the day before and invited fellow Taoist Haihan. I don’t know where my friend is in that famous mountain. In a cave, where can I worship the immortal?
Yang Dawei? Looking at that rickety figure, how can it be worthy of being so big and majestic? . . Chen Xin was not in the mood to chat at the moment, and said loudly, I am self-taught, kill or behead him at will, if you dare to touch my grandfather, I will fight with you. After speaking, the water gun was pressurized, and the black energy gathered in his right hand, ready to take action at any time.
Zheng Xiangyu looked at Chen Xin contemptuously. I thought he was some kind of saint. It turned out that he was just a wild little bastard who refused to kneel down when he saw this messenger. After speaking, the four servants knelt down with a loud shout. Chen Xin roared: Kneel down to your grandma. Have a good time.
Okay, Zheng Xiangyu nodded. The staff of the Underworld who were injured last time are obstructing the Messenger of the Underworld this time. The old and new accounts will be settled together. Come and take it! The four officers waved their iron chains and shackles up, and Chen Xin's water gun fired as soon as it was fired. The four government officers screamed and slapped the children's urine on their bodies. It felt like boiling water was poured on the body. Chen Xin's gun turned towards Zheng Xiangyu and Yang Dawei and sprayed out, but a black mist in front of Zheng Xiangyu blocked the boy's urine. After a while, the water gun ran out of ammunition. At this time, the four guards turned into black mist and retreated through the door. Chen Xin knew that a difficult character was coming. The two brats waved the flags and Yang Dawei struck the gong. Chen Xin suddenly felt that the world was spinning in his head, his whole body was weak, and the black energy that had just condensed in his hands almost dissipated. Zheng Xiangyu took the first step, approached Chen Xin, waved his hand, grabbed the back of Chen Xin's neck, and said, "Come with me." As soon as Chen Xin's body softened, he looked at his body lying on the floor of the hospital. Yang Dawei picked up the iron chains and shackles and tied them to Chen Xin. Chen Xin felt as if she had been put in a plaster all over her body, and her body could not move with her own consciousness. Wherever the rickets used the iron chains, if they resisted, the iron chains would hit them. It feels like being hit with a knife, it hurts for a long time. . Yang Dawei pulled the iron chain, and Chen Xin flew into the twisted gate like a kite. In Zheng Xiangyu's hands, Chen Xin couldn't even move away and had no power to fight back. The two kid guys holding banners locked up Grandpa Chen Xin and took them away together.
