In a dark underground space.
The soil on the ground suddenly loosened, and then collapsed downward with a bang.
Zhang Ye and the other three were immediately disgraced.
The three of them crawled into the hole in the dark while scraping the dirt off their heads.
"Bah! Zhen Fan, hurry up! Light the lamp!" Zhang Ye ignored the dust on his face, spit out the dirt in his mouth, and shouted loudly.
A quarter of an hour later, Kuituo looked at Zhang Ye sideways: "Looking into the bag to get something..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Ye's old face turned red, and his beard couldn't stop it.
He stared at the box full of swords, shields and armor with anger on his face.
"The courageous Li Wenlin has hidden so many weapons. He really wants to rebel!" Zhang Ye was so angry that his liver ached.
The dream of getting rich was shattered without any warning.
"Brother, come and see." Zhen Fan suddenly shouted.
"Is there a baby?!" Zhang Ye, who had looked depressed just now, suddenly rushed to the corner with excitement on his face.
Quetta followed.
The three of them looked at the patterned stone ground under their feet, then at the tools scattered beside them, and looked at each other in confusion.
There are various tools, including hooks, candles, shovels, crowbars, bronze mirrors, red ropes, and a small box of black powder.
Zhang Ye's face was full of surprise: "Li Wenlin not only wants to rebel, but he also robs tombs?"
Immediately, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face: "Isn't this the opportunity to make a fortune?"
"The big tomb has been found, all the tools are there, and even the boxes containing the belongings are ready."
"This tomb-full of wealth, to us, isn't it just like exploring... woo... woo woo!"
Before he could finish speaking, Kuitu covered his mouth.
"Shut up!"
…
In the underground secret room of Tianyizhai.
Chen Mu stopped talking.
He narrowed his eyes, his courage gushing out. The muscles all over his body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a 1.9-meter strong man.
Cuicui looked amazed: "You are so powerful!"
Chen Mu ignored it and suddenly burst out with all his strength. He tried to raise his hands, but was soon suppressed by the power everywhere around him.
Cuicui breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Mu with even more surprise: "Stop struggling. Unless you practice aura, it will be useless."
Just when he was about to try again, he suddenly felt a comfortable feeling under his skin, like the itching sensation he felt when he just woke up.
At the same time, the skin changes rapidly and a hint of coolness spreads.
It's like a silk screen being woven together quickly.
Along with the changes, the invisible pressure around the body is slowly decreasing!
The confinement used to be like ice, but now it's like soft, sticky gel.
"Cloud Mirage Spiritual Armor Technique!" Chen Mu was overjoyed.
He quickly controlled his expression and looked gloomy.
In fact, he actively regulates his breathing and cooperates with the spirit armor technique to transform his skin.
…
At the entrance of Tianyizhai, Bai Miaojin stood quietly in the thick fog.
As soon as the figure arrived, he quickly broke through the thick fog and came. The two stood five meters apart.
"Sikou Qing, he's alive." Zuo Sheng put down the person he was holding and looked at the majestic figure in front of him warily, his sense of danger rising sharply.
Bai Miaojin looked at Zuo Sheng calmly, raised his hand and threw out two jade gourds.
Zuo Sheng tore his sleeves, caught the gourd in his palm, looked at it twice, and then wrapped it up in his arms.
"Are we cleared?" Zuo Sheng asked softly with a sigh of relief.
"It's settled." Bai Miaojin nodded lightly.
"Farewell!" Zuo Sheng clasped his fists, turned around and got into the fog, disappearing quickly.
…
"Just let him go like this?" Chengcheng walked out of Tianyizhai: "Aren't you afraid that he will reveal your secret?"
Bai Miaojin said calmly: "He doesn't have to, and he doesn't dare."
"Are you so confident?" Chengcheng said in a deep voice: "I only believe that the dead can keep secrets."
Bai Miaojin glanced at the sincerity: "No need to test, I won't touch him, let alone you."
"The relationship between Qingfeng Temple and us is older than you know."
Sincerity curled his lips and sneered.
Bai Miaojin ignored it.
Drag Sikou Qing into the room and place him side by side with the unconscious Shangguan Yu.
Then he took out a big yellow gourd from his cuff.
"This gourd?" Chengyi's pupils shrank. Isn’t this Wuyin’s portable magic weapon?
"I said that we have a deep connection with Qingfeng Temple." Bai Miaojin said lightly, and immediately opened the gourd.
Two white mist flew out of the gourd and penetrated into the two people's bodies.
The two unconscious people suddenly began to twitch violently.
Bai Miaojin turned to look at Chengyi and tilted her head to signal.
Chengyi looked at the two of them with a solemn expression, took out the Wuxin Bell and shook it suddenly.
With a bell ringing, two obviously larger balls of white smoke suddenly flew out.
Bai Miaojin immediately shook the yellow gourd and put two clouds of white smoke into it.
Chengyi's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Can any ordinary person resist Wuxin Bell?"
"No." Bai Miaojin shook his head gently.
Chengyi frowned slightly.
Could it be that I really made a mistake in my operation?
"I'm leaving." Chengcheng said.
"There is another person." Bai Miaojin turned around and said.
"You want to cheat?!" Chengzheng held the Wuxin Bell in his hand and stared at Bai Miaojin coldly.
Bai Miaojin looked at Chengyi calmly: "Are you sure you want to fight with me?"
…
In the underground space.
Chen Mu had no expression on his face and silently activated the spirit armor technique, hoping to make the binding force around his body smaller.
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he saw Cuicui constantly looking at him.
He immediately looked back calmly: "Why do you want to sympathize with the ghost?"
Cuicui still swayed her legs and said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of the story of Shuigui in folklore?"
"If you want to escape the shackles, you must have a substitute."
Cuicui shrugged her shoulders and looked up at the ball of black thread behind her. On her always cheerful and charming face, there was a rare hint of gloom: "I've been here for too long."
Chen Mu couldn't help but look at the ball of Yin Ming silk.
Through the small gap, a faint black and red light shines through.
Chen Mu looked carefully and saw a black and red smoke ball the size of a basketball, expanding and contracting inside, beating like a heart.
Is that Cuicui's true body? !
He was trapped here by Yin Mingsi and the Sifang Altar? !
"Am I not your original plan?" Chen Mu asked with narrowed eyes.
Cuicui smiled and said, "Meeting you is a complete surprise."
"I need someone of the same level."
"Ordinary cuties don't have that potential."
"Although I have specially cultivated it, after all, it is domesticated and has less potential than wild ones like you." Cuicui said with a smile.
"What if the symbiotic ghost cannot be extracted from my body?" Chen Mu asked tentatively.
He really didn’t!
"That's impossible. Wu Xin Ling is the best at swaying souls and controlling ghosts. She can't make mistakes." Cui Cuihun didn't care.
No heart bell? !
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
A long-standing memory suddenly appeared in my mind.
"If you don't understand the mystery, you will be confused. If you know how to plant a lotus in the fire, you can bring the white tiger home and raise it, and it will give birth to a pearl as bright as the full moon..."
Qingfeng Temple, Patriarch Hall!
I see!
"However, sincerely, it seems that he secretly used Wuxin Bell on me. As a result..."
"ha!"
At this time, two figures suddenly jumped in from the top hole.
"Is it him?" Chengzhi asked with an ugly expression.
Looking at the sincerity dressed in a Taoist priest's attire and holding a familiar copper bell in his hand.
Chen Mu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Hey!
Isn't this a coincidence? !
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