As soon as the black and ugly short stick came out, it seemed as if the king of ghosts was approaching. In an instant, the sky was filled with whimpers, and countless ghosts that floated to the front, like a mouse seeing a cat, scurried and dissipated in the forest.
Not long after, the noisy woods returned to silence, and it seemed that even the coldness in the air had receded a lot.
Qiming's heavy breathing was obviously relieved.
"Tsk tsk, this stick is simply the nemesis of ghosts. My brother, when you return to Guang'an City, you must remember to find it for my brother. It's still the same sentence, money is not a problem!"
Qi Ming loves the mourning stick more and more, wishing he could snatch it into his arms and sleep with it in his arms.
Xu Yi had a toothache for a while, so he had no choice but to promise again, and then changed the subject, bluntly saying that it was getting late, and he wanted to rest as soon as possible.
Qi Ming gave another warning, and then sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
There are mourning sticks sitting in the town, it's really to punish the evil and avoid retreating. They have nothing to say all night, and the two of them sit until the sun rises to Dongshan, and then they get up.
The morning sun shines, although the forest is still lifeless, the cold air has receded a lot.
Not daring to delay, the two rushed all the way under the sunshine.
The more we went forward, the more cloudy the atmosphere became. After we penetrated for eighty miles, miasma gradually appeared in the forest, and even the sunlight couldn't penetrate it.
The two had no choice but to advance carefully all the way, just following the same pace, and finally passed through the miasma before sunset, and settled among a green mountain, and the mountain scenery in front of them finally became brighter.
The setting sun is like a furnace of molten gold, covering half of the green mountain peaks with the flowing gold liquid, and pouring straight into the clear green stream at the foot of the mountain.
The tired bird returns to the forest, and the white fish jumps on the waves. This handsome landscape finally casts a ray of light on the hearts of the two people who are full of haze.
Qi Ming stood by the stream, his eyes searching the mountain wall ten feet away, pinching the stems and earthly branches in his hand, and muttering something, suddenly, he jumped up, pointing to a height of more than ten feet, and one protruding from the mountain wall The steamed-bread-shaped earthen bun, cheered, "I found it, I found it, honestly don't lie to me, honesty don't lie to me!"
After going through untold hardships, he finally found his goal. Not only Qi Ming was overjoyed, but even Xu Yi, who was always tense, was also delighted.
"Since we've found it, you and my brothers don't need to be in a hurry. Let's rest and recharge our batteries. The white fish in the river is delicious. Catch some and sacrifice it to the Wu Zang Temple first."
After speaking, Xu Yi jumped into the river and grabbed with both palms. Not long after, more than ten huge white fish were thrown ashore by him.
Right now, his skills are extremely deep, his perception is astonishing, and he knows what he wants, and he goes into the river to fetch fish, waiting for something.
After peeling the scales, opening the belly, digging the gills, setting up a bonfire, and picking the flavor leaves, after a while, under the old banyan tree by the stream, and on a row of grills, there is a tempting aroma of fat wafting out.
The sun was setting, the sunset was like a dye, the green hills were getting warmer, and the smoke was slowly rising. The two of them ate delicious river fish and enjoyed the freshly cooked beauty's tears. They felt so comfortable that the 36,000 pores on their bodies opened.
After eating and drinking enough, the two rested under the tree, with a bonfire and a mourning stick, and the night was safe.
Early the next morning, the two climbed up the cliff and came to the dirt bag. Xu Yi took out the sonic flying knife, inserted it into the cliff, and set up two footholds.
Immediately, the two stood sideways on the cliff, bit their index fingers together, muttered words, and drew complicated formations on the slope.
Strange red lights penetrated the soil, and after a while, the slope began to crumble, revealing a black iron wall.
Landscapes and auspicious clouds were engraved on the iron wall. Xu Yi frowned. He had clearly seen this pattern before. This pattern is engraved on the token.
After half a stick of incense passed, the movements of Qi Ming's hands finally slowed down, and blood lines finally appeared on the lines on the iron wall. The complicated blood lines converged, and when the five blood lines in the middle converged into a star shape, there was a click. , the iron wall broke through a hole that only allowed one person to pass through.
The same name was overjoyed, he greeted, jumped in first, Xu Yi put away the sonic throwing knife, followed by jumping into the hole, the other side did not enter, there was a click, the iron wall closed, there was a sudden vibration, and another rock fell from the top, like Absorbed by a certain force, they gathered into a soil slope.
But at the moment when Qi Ming was drawing a blood line on the slope, thirty miles away, that is, at the other end of the mountain range, a three-foot-high black stone tablet poked out of the ground suddenly began to shake.
Not far from the stele, two large thatched huts were scattered slantingly, and on a stretch of flat brown land, two big men in green robes were sitting around the table drinking heavily, their brows full of resentment.
When the stele vibrated, the big man with the snub nose facing the stele first rubbed his eyes, then threw the wine bowl in his hand, kicked the wooden table, and yelled, "Brother, move, move, move!" The Soul Requiem Monument moved..."
Several figures jumped out from the two thatched huts, there were men and women, all dressed in green robes, and their steps were the fastest in front of their heads, like a big man with long hair in a storm, passing straight towards the lion-nosed man, heading straight for the black stone tablet, In the end, the stele was fixed three feet away, and tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes unconsciously. He looked up to the sky and murmured, "It's been seven years... Master... Xiong Kui led the brothers to hold on for seven years... Finally, the clouds will bloom and the moon will shine!"
Five men in green robes chased after the long-haired man, and the only handsome girl urged, "Brother, now is not the time to be emotional, we discovered this ancient tomb seven years ago, and we have worked hard for seven years. Don’t worry about any mistakes, let’s break through the barriers quickly!”
The lion-nosed man also said, "Excellent! We six brothers discovered this ancient tomb seven years ago, and it took two years to find this soul-repelling stele, but it was difficult to move it. The geography, as well as this extremely exquisite lock-yin formation, the owner of this tomb must be a shocking power! I guess that there must be a strong change in the yin energy in the tomb because of the change in the soul-suppressing stele at this moment. This is an excellent stele opening If the opportunity is missed, I am afraid that there will be no hope forever.”
The long-haired man clenched his fists, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said sternly, "Fifth, sixth, you said, why don't you know that you are a brother, but this tomb is no small matter. The person who chose to build the tomb in this extremely dark place, He must be a scheming and deceitful person. The master has taught him that he would rather steal a roadside tomb than a very dark tomb! Now this tomb is undergoing a sudden change, how do you know that something happened in the tomb, life and death are at stake, I have to be careful as a brother .”
"Brother, how can you retreat in front of the battle now!"
"Yes! Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky! How can seven years be thrown lightly!"
"If you don't get a lot of treasures, you will have a mediocre life. If so, it's better to die vigorously!"
The rest are all persuading, their voices are passionate and exciting!
Whoever sticks to it for seven years will gain in sight, and all risks and hidden worries will be left behind.