Grave Robber: Go crazy!You call this going to the grave?

Gongshuqing followed the old man into the house with a nod and followed the old man.

Gong Shulan hesitated for a while, and finally chose to stand at the door and wait and see.

"Public loser?"

A surprised voice came from inside, Gong Shuqing was taken aback, and the joy flashed across his face:

"Ye Cheng!"

Yes, the two people sitting inside are Ye Cheng and Ling Ran.

Moreover, the two have been sitting here for a long time.

Ye Cheng picked up his cup and took a sip of tea, but from the corner of his eye he glanced at Gong Shulan standing at the door.

The panic on Gong Shulan's face flashed, but he stood at the door and glared at him angrily.

"strangeness."

Ye Cheng was a little puzzled, and lowered his eyes to think.

Although this person looked very timid on the surface, he didn't even dare to enter the door, and he looked timid.

But the aura around him was fierce, if he was afraid, he would definitely not have such a strong aura.

Moreover, when Ye Cheng noticed this, the aura was suppressed and not revealed at all.

is a master.

But why does the master pretend to be like this?

Before Ye Cheng could figure it out, Gong Shuqing asked:
"Why are you sitting here?"

Ye Cheng immediately understood what he meant as his eyes drifted to the flame of the red candle.

He shook his head with a smile and said:

"There are good and bad illusions."

……

Rewind the time to an hour ago.

Ye Cheng and Ling Ran walked to the end of the passage and found a very narrow tomb.

In the middle of the tomb is a well-preserved scroll.

Ye Cheng stepped forward to unfold the scroll, and saw that the scroll was very long, and after unfolding, he could have a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers.

"A map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

Ye Cheng was taken aback, this thing is also a legendary thing, it is said that many rare and exotic beasts are sealed.

It's just that before Ye Cheng took a closer look, the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was shining brightly, floating in mid-air!

With a sound like a burst of bubbles, the surrounding scene changed instantly, making the two of them stunned!
Green mountains and green waters suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Cheng stretched out his arms subconsciously, blocking Ling Ran behind him.

"Everyone who comes is a guest. No one has visited this place for thousands of years. The two little friends are rare visitors."

A hearty voice sounded, and a thatched hut suddenly appeared in front of him, and an old man with a white beard came out of it.

Ye Cheng's vigilance did not disappear at all. Hearing this man's eloquence, he said along the way:
"Who is your Excellency?"

"Just call me Wuming Old Daoist!"

The white-bearded old man laughed loudly, opened the door of the thatched cottage, and bent slightly:
"Welcome the two little friends to the humble house. If you don't mind, why don't you come in and have a drink?"

The Wuming old man exudes a reassuring aura all over his body, and the smile on his face is full of goodwill.

Ye Cheng frowned, and it took a long time before he suddenly smiled, and entered the door of the thatched cottage unceremoniously.

Ling Ran trusted Ye Cheng unconditionally, and when he saw him enter the door, he followed him straight away.

It's just that when the nameless old man came in and sat down, the first sentence was not very friendly:

"Little girl, your fate is a bit strange."

"Do you know that you don't have much to live for?"

Ling Ran's face changed, and Ye Cheng looked at her incredulously, and said:
"She is alive and kicking now, how can she look like she is about to die?"

The Wuming old man no longer had that smiling look, looked at Ling Ran very seriously, and said:

"No, she is dying, her soul is unstable, her pulse is not stable, this is the rhythm of her dying."

"Little girl, listen to me and spend less of your copper coins."

Ling Ran stood up abruptly.

Her face was frosty, as if she had been agitated so much, but in the end she put on a smile again.

"Thanks to the old gentleman's teaching, I will consider it as appropriate."

Ye Cheng frowned.

Ling Ran is such a good teammate, he really doesn't want to part with it, so let's find a time to ask what's going on.

Ling Ran's appearance clearly knew her situation.

Unexpectedly, the Wuming old man didn't intend to stop at all. After stroking his beard, he looked at Ye Cheng.

"You are the opposite of her. Your soul power is strong, and it should have been broken before."

"Later, I don't know how it was complete. Would you like to teach me?"

Ye Cheng was taken aback by these two words. He was broken before, but now his soul power is strong?
There seems to be something wrong with these two sentences!
Could it be that he is the Ye Cheng of this world, and his soul is only complete after transmigrating, is this what he looks like now?

The Wuming old man smiled again, turned sideways and shouted into the air:

"Old lady, can you make a pot of tea?"

I saw a stream of air coming through the air, the paper on the window shattered, and a teapot landed firmly on the table.

The Wuming old man seemed to be used to it, and he took out three cups like magic, and poured three cups of tea.

It's just that there are still some unhappy mutters on the mouth:
"Can't you pass it through the door, I have to paste the window paper again tonight..."

call out!
A stone came through the air and hit the nameless old man directly on the head, making a clang!
The nameless old man fell silent for a moment.

A slightly old female voice came from the air, with a bit of anger in her tone:

"Let me hear you taunting me behind my back again, and go to sleep on the mountain!"

Ye Cheng and Ling Ran, who were watching all this, showed stunned expressions at the same time.

Ye Cheng was even worse, he didn't even feel that there were living people other than the old Taoist within a few miles around.

The old man smiled wryly, rubbed his head and said:
"I'm laughing, I'm laughing, try this tea?"

Ye Chengduan took a sip, and felt that the aroma of the tea was refreshing, and one sip made the whole body feel comfortable.

After drinking the tea and looking at the portrait, Ye Cheng pursed his lips and said lightly:

"Old man, why are you in this map of mountains and rivers of thousands of miles?"

The old Daoist was taken aback for a moment, he couldn't help but smiled, and stroked his beard again:

"I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who know the map of mountains and rivers in thousands of miles."

"Old Daoist, I came in to guard voluntarily. As for why I voluntarily, it's not something you need to know, little doll."

Ye Cheng squinted his eyes, and his radar told him that there are no strange beasts in the Shan Hai Jing here.

That is to say, in this picture of mountains and rivers, apart from the old Taoist, there is only that unknown old woman.

Ling Ran lifted his windbreaker and sat down, with a little interest on his face, he said:

"Is it about your wife?"

"The voice just now belonged to your wife, if I expected it right."

The old Taoist's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice:
"Little girl, as I said before, don't use your copper coins."

"Do you think it's a good thing to spy on the secrets of heaven, but you don't care about your body so much?"

"If you go on like this, it will be a trivial matter to lose your soul!"

Ling Ran suppressed her smile, stared at the unknown old man for a long time, and then said:
"Everyone has their own things to insist on. The old man should understand me very well."

"After all, it's not a good thing for a wife to be forced to become the Turing of Mountain and River Map."