Forbidden place plays Sesshomaru, teammate Nine Uncle Baoer

Except for a few bone frames on the ground, there is nothing.

And there is another pair that has been kicked off by Sister Baoer.

"Kicked corpses?"

Qin Feng remembered what the bearded man said in a daze just now.

He slowly got up and walked to the skeleton to check it out.

"clothing?"

Qin Feng noticed that the clothes worn by the skeleton were exactly what he saw in his confusion!

"What's the matter, Brother Qin?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu also came over.

Qin Feng said: "This place is not clean."

As he spoke, he slowly looked around.

Wrath?
This is interesting...

It's a pity that I don't have natural teeth in my hands!
Otherwise, how could I let these young people disturb me.

Uncle Jiu suddenly remembered something at this moment, and said:

"When I just entered the tomb passage, I felt someone blowing in my ear! It seems that it is not an illusion!"

He came to the southeast corner of the tomb, where there was an unburned candle.

I don't know if it was an object hundreds of years ago.

This candle was left behind by the group of tomb robbers.

Uncle Jiu lit the candle.

The candle burned with a green flame.

Even though there is no wind, the green candle flames are flickering.

In the green light, the figures of Qin Feng and Jiu Shu were projected on the tomb wall covered with murals.

The figure swayed with the swaying green light. In the tomb, such a scene was so horrifying that it made the hair stand on end!

flutter……

Suddenly, the well-lit candle went out silently.

Uncle Jiu lit it again.

flutter……

gone again.

: "My mother, don't sleep, you will be paralyzed when you sleep! Watch the live broadcast."

It was already late at night, and the netizens who watched the live broadcast all day couldn't stand it any longer.

The surviving expedition found a safe place to rest.

The live broadcast screen is almost nothing to watch.

Those who are still watching the live broadcast in front of the screen are night owls.

But they are blessed this time, seeing live content that ordinary people can't see.

: "I'm going? Ghost blowing the lamp?"

: "Green light? Green line... Downstairs, keep singing!"

: "Sing a woolen yarn, it scares people to death and sings!"

: "Don't be afraid, with Uncle Jiu here, what kind of monsters and ghosts are so bold, and dare to send them to your door!"

While the night owls were bragging and farting, Uncle Jiu slowly took out the compass.

"Sure enough! It seems that their ghosts are still lingering."

Open the thimble, the compass needle spins wildly, and finally specifies a direction.

Looking up, it pointed to the coffin in the middle of the tomb!
Qin Feng and Uncle Jiu looked at each other.

Could it be that some innocent souls are hiding in the coffin?
Qin Feng put his hand on Fighting Ghosts.

Uncle Jiu also slowly took out the mahogany sword, holding a few ghost exorcising charms in his left hand.

The two of them came to the coffin and looked at it for a while under the dim light.

"It looks like a coffin from the end of the Yuan Dynasty."

Uncle Jiu is an expert in burial.

From entering the tomb passage to the layout of the tomb, one has already guessed the dynasty of the tomb.

Not to mention the murals in the tomb and the inscription carvings on the coffin.

It all explained the origin of the tomb, and even the identity and life of the owner of the tomb, he had a general understanding.

"Uncle Jiu is amazing."

Qin Feng sighed sincerely.

Uncle Jiu smiled, "They're all trivial tricks, not worth mentioning."

He doesn't rely on this line of work for his living. In the view of Maoshan orthodoxy, as the only surviving successor of Zhengshuo, this line of work is not the right way after all.

More importantly, digging people's graves to make money from the dead is always detrimental to morality!
"This old boy seems to be obsessed with becoming a fairy, and he doesn't stop even after he dies."

Uncle Jiu walked around the coffin and learned something about the owner of the tomb.

The old boy he was talking about was a great general at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

It's just a fairy who is obsessed with the legend of the Central Plains.

During his lifetime, he was miserably fooled by some fake Taoist priests who ate nothing. He ate some elixir indiscriminately, and his body was hollowed out in a few years.

The great general who had made great achievements in battle and had explosive force value had a miserable ending.

Before dying, the general executed all the Taoist priests who lied to him.

Then, an old Taoist was invited from the deep mountains with a lot of money to build this qi-nourishing tomb for him.

After hearing this, netizens stared wide-eyed.

: "I'll go, Uncle Ninth Cowhide, just the murals in the tomb and the inscriptions on the coffin, can you see so many things?"

: "Why do I feel that now the matter has become a battle between Uncle Jiu and the old Taoist priest who built this tomb?"

: "The fighting technique after hundreds of years is not bad, I like it!"

: "Haha, I didn't stay up all night for nothing tonight, it's very exciting."

"what?"

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu was surprised.

Qin Feng asked: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand, signaling Qin Feng to lean back a little.

"It looks like this old boy buried himself alive!"

"Buried alive?"

Even if Qin Feng was calm, he couldn't help being surprised.

How could it be possible for a person who pursued longevity and had a high position to lie in a coffin before he died!
Even modern rich people are very taboo about such things, let alone ancient times.

"Yes," Uncle Jiu was certain, "he listened to the old Taoist priest and wanted to try an evil method, using the tomb to gather yin and nourish energy, and then he might succeed with the help of magic tools.

According to the above statement, this general has brought a good treasure, which can help him become immortal! "

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm afraid I'm thinking too much."

Uncle Jiu took out a palm-sized gossip mirror from his treasure bag.

Then his hands flew up and he muttered words.

After reading the formula, he replied: "Yes, it is also his bad luck that he was captured by this mysterious city wall!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu sipped softly:
"Ah!"

He made seals with his hands, and the little gossip mirror clasped in his hands emitted a golden yellow light.

The yellow light shines on the coffin, and black smoke rises from the coffin.

In the black smoke, four translucent figures appeared.

They were forced out of their original shape, and immediately screamed and rushed towards Qin Feng and Uncle Jiu.

: "Troughing! Ghost! It's really a ghost!"

: "It's a real hammer, the recovery of Lan Xing's ghost energy is not far away."

: "It's too bad, go to the Taoist temple to burn incense, and invite a god to come back."

: "Amulets, incense ash, etc. are also acceptable."

: "Hey, hey, I heard that the boy's urinal is used to ward off evil spirits!"

: "Day... I didn't expect that after 35 years of practicing the unicorn arm, there are times when I hit the right one. Then I didn't accidentally make a fortune by selling boy urine?"

: "It's really miserable upstairs, the unicorn arm is so powerful..."

Qin Feng held Fighting Ghosts and Gods, and slashed out with a sword.

However, the oncoming ghost passed through the sword.

Except for a little shock, nothing happened.

"what!!"

Li Gui turned back again, straightened his arms, and pinched Qin Feng's neck.

"What's the matter? Doze off, who is screaming!"

At this time, sister Bao'er was woken up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Feng and Jiu Shu fighting together with four innocent souls.

"Yeah?! It's really a haunted house!"

Sister Bao'er stood up, sinking into her dantian.

"In and out!"