The handsome man in the entertainment industry

Can the district chief be able to hold it down?

However, Jiang Zhenren is a direct descendant of the heyday of Jiangjiao, not to mention how many ways to reverse yin and yang, and he is especially good at stealing power and stealing luck.The so-called "borrowing life" and "changing life" and other sorcery that are still secretly circulated among the people are actually just some fragmentary wisdom in the descending technique.

Therefore, since he had the guts and courage to occupy the tomb of the vassal king, and created four companion tombs of "White Mountains and Black Waters" around it, he must be fully confident that he definitely has a way to suppress the luck of the original owner.

...It's just that this method, based on the life story of that "predecessor" and the horror of the four tombs of "Baishan Heishui" that Ruan Mudeng has personally witnessed, is definitely not a gentle and kind way. I don't know if these methods will cause me any trouble...

While pondering, the young man lowered himself down, carefully walked through a narrow gap, and crawled towards the depths of the darkness.

The passage that Ruan Mudeng walked through at this time was not a well-repaired tomb passage at all, nor even a man-made robbery cave, but a natural cracked tunnel formed under geological disasters such as earthquakes, mountain torrents, or landslides.

Xiao Xiao was seriously injured at the moment, unable to even speak, so naturally she couldn't count on it, and Monk Wu'an and the others only knew that Xiao Xiao's master many years ago, as well as Xiao Ning and Xiao Xiao's two brothers, had all followed suit. Through this slit, he entered Jiang Zhenren's tomb.

However, this is all a few years ago, and no one can guarantee that after all these years, this road will still work.

After actually climbing into the tunnel, Ruan Mudeng discovered that the passage was like an underground cave, and the direction should be towards the direction of the convergence of groundwater between the cliffs. The spacious place can walk independently, but the narrow part can only be bowed carefully. Squeeze through the ground, and there are many branches, and often a fork will emerge as you walk.

Whenever he encountered a fork in the road, Ruan Mudeng would stop and search carefully to see if there was any mark left by any of the three people who came in that year, which could be used as a "road sign".

However, it is now the rainy season, and the cave tunnel is very humid. The accumulated water in many places has even reached the depth of his calf, and even the stone walls are wet.

Under the erosion of groundwater for many years, even if someone had left any marks, it would have been worn away long ago.

Ruan Mudeng had no choice but to pull out his dagger, leave his own mark at the conspicuous place of the fork, and follow the principle of first widening and then narrowing, to find the way one by one in person.

Before he knew it, he had been here for more than ten hours.

Ruan Mudeng got out of another blind fork, found a relatively spacious and dry space nearby, and rested against the cave wall.

In such a dark, narrow, oppressive and humid place, drilling and climbing, and sometimes digging and clearing the passage with a shovel, even a person like Ruan Mudeng, who has practiced martial arts all year round and is physically fit, can't do it right now. Physical strength is also reaching its limit.

He took out a fairly dry towel from the waterproof canvas backpack, then untied the strap, took out the white fox on his chest, wrapped it in a dry towel, and wiped Xiao Xiao's half-wet hair.

"Sorry for making you wet."

Ruan Mudeng wiped his master's small pointed V-shaped face with a towel, and apologized apologetically.

After all, after struggling for so long in an underground cave full of water, no matter how careful Ruan Mudeng was, it was impossible for the big ball of hair tied to his chest not to get wet, and because of the long hair After getting wet, it is particularly difficult to dry. Now the fox's snow-white hair is all stuck together in clusters. When it is wiped with a towel, it immediately staggers, visually making the whole fox suddenly shrink a lot.

The tip of Xiao Xiao's nose was itchy from being rubbed by the towel, she took some effort to push her head out of Ruan Mudeng's wide palm, sneezed, then lay back listlessly, pretending to be dead and refusing to move again.

Seeing the weak look of the fox, Ruan Mudeng felt very distressed.

He dug out the medicine that Dr. Lin gave him from his close pocket, fed some to his master, peeled off two pieces of chocolate, melted them half-soft with the warmth of his palm, and coaxed the white fox to eat it anyway. .

After serving Xiao Xiao, the young man can take care of himself.

Ruan Mudeng casually ate some compressed biscuits and jerky, then poured half a bottle of water with his head up, sat for a while, felt relieved, picked up the big hairball on his knees, and used it again Putting the braces on firmly, and replacing the batteries of the searchlight fixed on the cap, he planned to continue walking.

Originally, Ruan Mudeng thought that the three-day time limit given to him by Wu'an and Wuzhi was quite sufficient, but when he actually went down into the cave, he realized that it would not only take time but also consume physical strength.

Especially staying alone in this dark and cramped environment with no light, no hope in sight, and no one to talk to, it really wears down people's will, but those with weaker minds may collapse in less than a day up.

But Ruan Mudeng still has his most important person in his arms at this moment - that is the master he can never give up, and will never give up, and he wants to save no matter what.

The sky and the earth, ten feet of soft red, the most precious thing he can think of, the only one that he can't give up.

So he didn't have time to be vulnerable, so he pulled himself together immediately, carved the character "two" on the side of a seemingly narrow corridor on the left, marked the direction of travel, and then got in without hesitation.

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Another two hours later, the time displayed on Ruan Mudeng's watch was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

And he finally saw "people" other than him under this dark underground.

If I had to describe it accurately, it was three humanoid corpses, and there were clusters of arrows piercing the ground in all directions.

Ruan Mudeng turned up the searchlight on the hat a little bit.

He always remembered the various mechanisms and traps in the tomb that Xiao Xiao had told him like ghost stories, and he didn't dare to approach rashly. come over.

The body of the corpse should be that of an adult man. It has been dead for many years. The flesh and internal organs have long since rotted away. Only some withered tendons are barely connected to the bones. .

It was wearing a set of unrecognizable coarse cloth bunts, which were in bad shape, and three or four arrows pierced through the clothes and stuck into the body, which must be the fatal wound.

The back of the corpse's head was still tied crookedly in a bun, and the withered yellow hair was wetly pasted on the white skull. In the flickering light and shadow, at first glance, it was thought to be black worms crawling out of the eye sockets.

This appearance, no matter how you look at it, does not look like a modern person.

Ruan Mudeng frowned, and after carefully observing the prostrate male corpse, he observed the other two from a distance.

These three corpses are all grown men, two of them are wearing bunts, one of them is wearing a cloth robe, and they don’t even have any personal belongings. of ordinary people.

The most suspicious thing for the young man was the posture of the three people when they died-the two corpses in bunts were all standing upright or lying on their backs or lying on the ground, and the third corpse dressed in a cloth robe was covered by two corpses. The cluster of arrows was directly nailed to the stone wall. Even so, its feet were still stretched out, and its hands were drooping. It seemed that it didn't feel any pain before it died, and it didn't struggle at all.

Ruan Mudeng almost immediately thought of the four human "sky lanterns" that he and Xiao Xiao found in the tomb with the character "Hei" in his brother Ruan Diyi's body half a month ago.

According to Xiao Xiao's analysis, those "sky lanterns" that were burned half of their bodies should be driven to the tomb by the method of expelling corpses, and then cast a spell to ignite them. broken down.

In other words, if the three corpses left here have the same origin, then it should be many years ago that someone used the same method to drive ordinary villagers into this "Tomb of Jiang Zhenren" in order to find the way for him up!

Thinking of this, Ruan Mudeng clenched his fists violently, his heart seemed to be churning with magma, and he could hardly restrain the anger and grief that was so strong that his blood vessels burst.

If it is said that among the three masters and apprentices of the Xiao family who went to this ancient tomb before, only Xiao Ning could do such a wicked thing of using villagers to make living corpses, and then driving them into the tomb to find the way for him , then hundreds of years later, the only person who will leave four "sky lanterns" and his brother's body in the tomb with the word "Hei" is "Bai Yiming"—that is, Xiao Ning after the house was seized. I am!

At this moment, Ruan Mudeng wished that "Bai Yiming" was standing in front of him now, he thought that he would pull out the dagger without hesitation and stab it towards his heart.

When he didn't know the identity of the other party, his unsuspecting love, gratitude and trust to "Bai Yiming", and even some envy and jealousy that were unknown to outsiders, all turned into the pain of being deceived and betrayed at this moment.

Even the hatred of the other party killing his only blood relative and hurting Xiao Xiao, fermented and swelled in the bottom of the young man's heart, making Ruan Mudeng, who has always been simple and kind, truly understand what is unforgettable hatred, and, until death Fang Xiu's killing intent.

Chapter 95, 04, Soul Relying [-]

Ruan Mudeng gritted his teeth, restrained the churning emotions in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and continued to think about the current situation.

If these ancients were shot by random arrows