The Tomb of the First Emperor in Changsheng City was heavily guarded at this time, and because Chu Fenghe was very busy, Bai Quan didn't ask him to pick it up, but took a taxi by himself.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by someone.

"I'm looking for President Chu Fenghe"

Bai Quan said.

"Chu Fenghe? Wait a minute"

Hearing that it was Chu Fenghe, the man paused and hurried in.

Wu Nian was also taken in quickly.

"Teacher Wu, you are here..."

After being taken in, Chu Fenghe quickly took Wu Nian in like an old friend.

"President, let's stop talking about greetings, show me quickly."

Wu Nian was worried and said to Chu Fenghe.

"Um... let's go"

As he said that, Chu Fenghe hurriedly brought Wu Nian down to the tomb of the first emperor.

In addition to the loss of the coffin of the first emperor, hundreds of terracotta warriors were also lost in the tomb of the first emperor.

Moreover, this person was very clear about the layout of the first emperor's tomb, and even knew which side of the tomb was thick or thick.

It is a transparent guess that it is very likely that the Youlun Cult has a layout plan of this tomb.

It's just that even they don't know the complete layout of this huge tomb of the first emperor, how did the Youlun Cult find it.

This makes them very depressed.

After going down, Wu Nian began to focus on investigating the residual ghost energy in the tomb.

It is definitely impossible to track it now, but after he collects the remaining ghost energy, he will probably know who made it when he encounters it in the future.

"How about it, can you find any eyebrows?"

Chu Fenghe asked.

"Not yet"

Wu Nian shook his head.

But at this time, he thought of an easier solution.

Maybe it can help this case.

It's just that he can't tell Chu Fenghe for the time being.

"I thought President Chu was looking for someone, but I couldn't find any useful clues."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a big belly looked at Wu Nian and sneered.

"Wang Pingzhi, what do you mean?"

Chu Fenghe frowned.

"What do you mean? President Chu, this matter involves a lot. Isn't it too childish for you to find someone who is not a ghost master, but a brat?"

Wang Pingzhi laughed.

"What level of ghost master are you?"

Wu Nian frowned, took the words and asked.

"No talent, A+ ghost master, only one line away from S"

Wang Pingzhi looked very proud.

He is probably the top ghost master among this group of ghost masters.

That's why he dared to ridicule Chu Fenghe among so many ghost masters. Compared with Chu Fenghe, he was only A.

"It's just an A+ ghost master, I thought how good it is."

Wu Nian said angrily.

"What did you say, boy?"

Hearing Wu Nian say this, Wang Pingzhi was not happy.

What is A+?

Wu Nian didn't speak, and suddenly a huge wing growing from his back appeared in front of their eyes.

"This is something only an S-level ghost master can do, and the ghost energy is substantiated."

"Who is this person? S-level ghost masters have never heard of this person."

"..."

Seeing Wu Nianhuayi's real wings, Wang Pingzhi's face was very ugly.

The ghostly aura all over her body was revealed inadvertently.

Wu Nian suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Pingzhi.

I saw that Wang Pingzhi's face was extremely ugly, and there was a black aura between his brows.

This ghost is very familiar.

"Who is guarding this tomb?"

After Wu Nian showed his strength, as expected, no one dared to make trouble for him.

"It's under President Wang Pingzhi"

Chu Fenghe looked at the embarrassed Wang Pingzhi and said.

"I'm sorry little brother, I was the one who couldn't see Mount Tai just now."

Wang Pingzhi lowered his clenched fist.

It's just that there is still a fierce light in his eyes.

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