I'm catching monsters in Liaozhai

"oops--"

Xu Lang is walking on the mountain.

His feet suddenly became empty.

He didn't even have time to shout before he fell downwards.

Then it hit the ground with a "bang".

"Oh my god, it hurts me so much."

Xu Lang almost fell to death.

Fortunately, the backpack on his back helped him bear most of the impact.

A good while.

Take a breath.

Xu Lang began to look at the surrounding environment.

It turned out that he fell into a pothole.

Look up.

Faint light shone down from above, and after visual inspection, the hole was about ten meters long.

"My dear, I am so lucky and lucky. I can't fall to my death even if I fall from a height of nearly three or four stories. But what's the use? After three months, I will still die..."

Xu Lang secretly called him lucky, but then he sighed heavily, his face full of bitterness.

He is twenty-five this year.

A social beast of modern civilization.

He is also a martial arts enthusiast.

It is the age to contribute to society and the motherland.

However, God's will played a trick on people. Just some time ago, he felt unwell. When he went to the hospital for a check-up, he got the news that was like a thunderbolt.

He has cancer.

Advanced liver cancer.

He was not reconciled.

Checked again.

But the end result is still the same.

In this era where the word "cancer" has become a color change, this is undoubtedly his death sentence.

That day, he sat in front of the hospital all night.

He thought a lot...

Finally, he decided, that was it.

Since God has sentenced him to death, what can he do as a mortal?

Humans will never be able to defeat this day.

Even if he is treated, it will only last a few more days.

A serious illness can crush an ordinary family.

He didn't want that.

He didn't want his parents to lose him and be saddled with a lot of debt soon.

He divided the money he earned over the years into two parts.

A large part of it is left to parents.

It was not easy for his parents to raise him for so many years. This part of the money is to repay his parents for their kindness in raising him.

Although, this little money is far less than one ten thousandth of the kindness of raising a child.

But, this is the only thing he can do now.

As for the small amount of money left, he planned to take a quick trip to see the great mountains and rivers of his motherland.

It can be regarded as the fulfillment of his long-held wish.

Danxia Mountain.

It is his third destination on this trip.

It is obviously impossible to fall into this pit that is more than ten meters high and try to climb up by one's own ability.

Xu Lang's first thought was naturally to call for help.

But when he took the phone out of the bag, he suddenly discovered that the phone was seriously damaged.

Can't even boot.

Obviously, it was caused by falling down just now.

Although he was seriously ill and did not have much time left, Xu Lang did not want to be buried in this place.

With the help of the faint light, he began to look around carefully, trying to find other exits or methods that could help him leave.

"This is not a natural pothole."

Xu Lang was surprised.

He noticed a difference in the potholes.

There are actually blue bricks underneath this pothole.

It is surrounded by bricks and stones.

But because the soil from above poured down, many bricks and stones were buried.

and.

The pothole is not small.

In that darkness, there is still a way...

He lit the lighter and continued walking forward.

Everything in front of me is like an underground palace.

"This can't be an ancient tomb."

Xu Lang thought so.

Soon, his suspicion was confirmed.

He saw a stone coffin placed in the center of the empty tomb in front of him.

He walked up to the coffin, cupped his hands towards the coffin, and said, "No offense, sorry for bothering you."

However, he did not push the coffin away, but looked to the side of the coffin.

joke.

If you disturb the dead man's dream, he will be struck by lightning.

Beside the coffin is a carved stone book.

The stone book is open.

In the center of the stone book, a rusty sword stood straight.

"What's written on it?"

The stone book is densely packed with ancient characters.

Xu Lang barely recognized the most eye-catching characters on it: The Great Heart Sutra.

Xu Lang had no interest in continuing to study those ancient texts, nor did he care what the Great Heart Sutra was.

His eyes fell on the corner of the tomb.

There were bottles and cans piled up in a mess.

Xu Lang picked up a porcelain bottle and gently wiped off the dust with his hands, revealing the smooth and smooth body of the bottle.

Don't think about it.

Absolutely a treasure.

I looked at a few more, and they were all the same.

Although Xu Lang doesn't know much about ancient artifacts, one thing he knows is that the older something is, the more valuable it is.

Especially this smooth as a mirror porcelain bottle.

He is seriously ill now. If he sells such porcelain bottles and jars, wouldn't he have money to treat his illness?

Who wouldn’t want to live well if there was even a slight chance to survive?

Xu Lang felt that this was God's favor to him and he could never live up to it.

"When you leave, pack it up and take it with you."

Xu Lang made up his mind.

Then he continued to patrol.

but.

To his disappointment, he did not find an exit.

As time went by, the terrain of this ancient tomb sank and it was buried deep underground. Even if there was an exit, it was buried.

He was again under the pothole, where he had fallen.

But...how should he climb up a pothole more than ten meters long?

He thought that he could cut a hole in the wall and use his strength to climb up.

Xu Lang rummaged around in his backpack and found no sharp weapon that could cut through the wall.

He returned to the tomb again.

He came to the stone book.

Going to pull out that sword.

This is a great tool.

"ah--!"

He tried his best, but could not pull out the rusty iron sword.

and.

In the process of drawing the sword, he used too much force and accidentally cut his hand. The skin was torn and the blood was flowing.

Xu Lang quickly pulled off a piece of cloth from his body and bandaged it.

What he didn't notice was that the blood from his scratched hand was sliding down the iron sword, dripping on the stone book, and then being absorbed...

Followed by.

An extremely bright light suddenly appeared, bursting out from the stone book, and finally formed a pillar of light.

The rusty iron sword suddenly shone brightly.

Dazzling.

Xu Lang was surprised and stared blankly at the vision in front of him.

He didn't know what was going on.

"Om-!"

In the golden light pillar, there was a sudden vibration, and there was a huge suction force.

Dust and smoke are flying.

Although Xu Lang reacted immediately, it was still too late. He was sucked into the beam of light with a "swish".

The light beam disappeared.

Also missing were the stone book and the iron sword.

Everything is as if it never happened...