Tomb Raider: I have a coffin-opening crit compensation!

Chapter 140 Return, go to Yunlan! (four thousand chapters)

Baqi listened to the voice in the sky and fell silent.

"I am Baqi right now, so just treat me as Baqi. Why do you people from Kyushu come here?"

In words, Baqi didn't seem to reject the old Taoist in purple robe very much, as if he regarded him as a fellow.

"It's not like the children have no place to vent their anger, so bring them here to vent their anger." The old Zipao said with a smile.

The onmyoji at the side choked speechlessly, what are they doing here to let out the fire, they are not some kind of magic weapon to extinguish the fire.

"It turned out to be because of what happened back then. At that time, sorry, I was suppressed here and couldn't help." Baqi said in silence for a moment, and he couldn't stand the action of Jiaopen back then.

The old man in purple robe seemed to have thought of something, but he didn't say anything. He glanced at the soaring flames in the night.

After a while, Fang Ye and the others started to move.

A group of people led those companions who unfortunately died here, rode on tall horses, and walked to the agreed place.

The same is true for those four elephants, the sound of mighty horseshoes sounded again, ready to leave.

An hour later, all members of the Fire Team gathered in a wilderness. Fang Ye sighed helplessly as he looked at the corpses carried by the other teams.

Seeing that Fang Ye and the others had arrived at their destination, the purple-robed old man in the sky spoke again.

"Baqi, it's better to get out of trouble this time. Of course, some people can do whatever they want. Let's go first and come to chat with you next time."

The digital power walked in the air, slowly walking towards where Fang Ye and the others were.

As for the few onmyojis brought up by them, they were thrown down by the old Taoist directly, and their lives were up to them.

"I have met Daoist Lingxu, Venerable Linghe, the third master,..."

The Tinder team saluted respectfully when they saw the big men coming.

"This trip, not only you, but us old guys feel much more comfortable. Unfortunately, if it weren't for the fear of the sleeping old guy underground, we would all want to end. We will come here every 20 years from now on. , Practice well with them."

Daoist Ling Xu said, after seeing those corpses, his face showed sadness.

"Hey, let's take them back and bury them decently. They are heroes, and they should be remembered as heroes in history."

Several powerful people behind them all recited scriptures of passing away for their mouths to help them reincarnate.

"Children, let's go, we've changed it back too." Daoist Lingxu said gently, swipe across with one hand from top to bottom.

The space in front of him seemed to have been cut with a huge opening, and after he broke it left and right, it formed a passage that could pass people.

Fang Ye and the others rode into it under the command of Daoist Ling Xu.

Inside is a long passage with a dazzling light at the end.

Fang Ye and the others continued to move forward, and finally reached the end. Taking a step forward, they found that they had returned to the ancient ferry.

They quickly spread out to make room for those who came after them.

Gradually, all the fire squads came out of the passage, and the last ones came out, all of you.

After a brief summary, this operation is officially over. After everyone prepares to bury the dead teammates together, they return separately.

Soon, next to the ancient ferry, everyone set up a tomb for them to worship for all those who came to the ancient ferry to find the burial ground.

As for their corpses, they still have to return to their respective homes and be buried with their ancestral land.

Of course, the tomb at Gudukou is just a ceremony belonging to the fire team, and the real burial needs to be led by Taoist Ling Xu.

……

A week later, Fang Ye and the others returned to Yanping City after attending the funerals of those people.

In the villa, Fang Ye was thinking about what Daoist Ling Xu said to him before leaving.

"Son, go to Yunlan, the water moon mark on your body, and some things you want to know are all there."

Thinking back on this sentence, after Fang Ye hesitated for a long time, he finally decided to listen to the Taoist priest and prepare to set off for Yunlan.

"Old Hu, tell me, if we go to Yunlan, should we take Shirley Yang with us?" Fang Ye asked with a smile.

If he remembered correctly, Xueli Yang needed the muchen bead from Xian Wang's tomb if she wanted to get rid of the mysterious mark on her body, and it was also in Yunlan.

He planned to go to Xianwang's tomb first, get some things, and arm himself.

Anyway, Daoist Ling Xu didn't point out the direction for him, so it's better to start exploring from the places he knows.

When the fat man on the side heard this, he looked at Hu Bayi with teasing eyes, wanting to see how Hu Bayi would react.

When Hu Bayi heard this, he felt a little unnatural, "Why are you taking her? We went to Yunlan, isn't it for the Water Moon Mark?"

When Daoist Ling Xu said this, Hu Bayi and Fatty were also nearby, so he knew why Fang Ye went to Yunlan.

"Last time in Jingjue Ancient City, I accidentally saw a similar mark on Shirley Yang, which is why she was so anxious to find the tomb of the ancestors." Fang Ye continued.

When Hu Bayi heard that Shirley Yang might also be attached with a strange mark, he was also a little worried, "Then, let's take her, she can still play some role."

Hearing Hu Bayi's answer, Fang Ye laughed heartily, while the fat man was downcast.

"Fatty, what did I say, hurry up, bring me 1000 yuan."

The fat man reluctantly handed 1000 yuan to Fang Ye, and said to Hu Bayi heartbroken, "Old Hu, I thought your thoughts were very noble, but I didn't expect you to be so vulgar. Alas, I am heartbroken!"

"I think you are heartbroken because of the 1000 yuan." Hu Bayi said with a smile.

He guessed why the two suddenly asked him this question, and the co-authors used this matter to bet on whether he would let Shirley Yang go with them.

Obviously, Fang Ye won the bet.

However, no matter what the answer was, Fang Ye would still take Shirley Yang with him.

But this time, Hu Bayi guessed wrong. If he had refused just now, he might not have taken Shirley Yang there.

After all, he really didn't like the man who came that day.

"Okay, then it's decided like this. We will set off in three days. Lao Hu, you go to call Shirley Yang. Fatty, you go to Boss Gu to exchange some suppressors for poisonous insects and fog. Some we got in the burial garden Ordinary treasures and antiquities can be handed over to Boss Gu, and he will handle them properly."

After the arrangements were made, Fang Ye turned around and walked to the basement of the villa. He wanted to see how far Professor Chen and the others had researched.

This time back, Chu Jian and Sa Dipeng also came. As for Ye Yixin, because of family reasons, he still couldn't come here, which made Chu Jian and the others regret for a while.

"Professor Chen, how is it? Is there any new progress?" Fang Ye asked with a smile.

If Professor Chen can succeed, then he might be able to own a large number of suppressors, and he can also customize the corresponding abilities by himself, becoming a master suppressor.

Professor Chen was also full of joy at this time, pointing to a machine and said, "We just made a new discovery. Through the collision of dark air particles, we found that the ability of a township can be transferred to a zero-energy machine." On the ballast."

"That is to say, we can change the shape of the weight, for example, transform the opinion statue into a ring weight, and the function remains the same."

Hearing Professor Chen's words, Fang Ye immediately began to think about the use.

Changing the shape of the ballast, although it doesn't seem to have much effect, can play an unexpected role.

For example, the ability of some large towns can be transferred to small towns, which can not only confuse the enemy, but also be easy to carry.

It is also possible to transfer the power of a small ballast to a large ballast, just like the chamber pot ballast, if it is replaced with a larger water tank, wouldn’t it be able to fill a lot of water at one time, without having to add water multiple times.

There are more uses waiting for Fang Ye and the others to develop.

He hurriedly said to Professor Chen and the others, "Professor Chen, when Fatty comes back, I'll ask him to send a batch of suppressors. You try to transform them into relatively small and portable suppressors. We plan to go to Yunlan in three days. Are you going?"

"Okay, just let the fat man deliver it when the time comes. However, our efficiency is not very high. After three days, we probably won't be able to convert too much. As for going to Yunlan, we two old guys will forget it, so as not to delay, let Chu Jian and the others go together Well, I can help you get something."

Professor Chen said that the last trip to the burial garden left him with lingering fears, especially when the black-haired old man appeared, he almost thought he was going to confess that he was there.

It's safer to stay here, and young people are more reliable in those things.

After Fang Ye heard this, he didn't say anything. Professor Chen didn't want to go, and he wouldn't force it. As for the conversion efficiency, it counts as much as it can convert.

After making arrangements for Professor Chen and the others, Fang Ye went to his room and planned to retreat.

It's time to change the debt owed to Shih Tzu.

Alas, I hope Shih Tzu can take it easy.

……

A car was driving on a somewhat narrow mountain road.

It was Fang Ye and his party above, and he took Fatty, Hu Bayi, Xueli Yang, Chu Jian and Sa Dipeng to Yunlan together.

They set off from Yanping City, the first section of the road was very easy to walk, and it was all asphalt roads.

But starting from Awara Mountain, passing through Wuliang Mountain, Dali, Diancang Mountain and Erhai on the way, we continued along the mountain road.

Some mountain roads have very steep slopes. When Hu Bayi was driving, he was very careful and kept his foot on the brake. He was afraid that if he was careless, he would rush down the mountain with the car.

Some roads are very narrow, and only half of the car can be passed. One tire of the car is barely stuck on the side. With a slight mistake, it also falls off the cliff.

Although some roads are easy to walk, there is always a long-distance vehicle blocking the front, slowly swaying in front, so Fang Ye and the others can only slowly follow behind.

On this mountain road, there are very few places where two cars can drive side by side. One car is in front, and the car behind cannot overtake it, so they can only follow obediently.

Because the long-distance bus ahead was driving very slowly, Fang Ye and the others were a little bored here.

Xue Liyang hugged a long log, closed her eyes and fell asleep, not knowing what she was doing.

When Hu Bayi called her that day, as soon as Shirley Yang heard that it was possible to get rid of the mark on her body, she ignored how Fang Ye and the others found out for a while, and immediately came to the villa excitedly.

As for the person who came with her last time, it seemed that they knew that Fang Ye and the others didn't like him, so they didn't let him come.

When Shirley Yang came out this time, it was better to talk badly, so she didn't let that person follow.

If it weren't for his husband's blood as a guide, Shirley Yang would have asked that man to go back.

Thinking about how to have an exciting fight with her every day is simply disgusting.

The fat man on the side was holding the handrail of the car with a pale face, trembling slightly. When he saw the daunting height under the cliff, he couldn't stop shaking.

At the beginning, I could barely speak a few words, but later on I really didn't even have the strength to speak. I leaned against the window and took deep breaths.

Fang Ye, Chu Jian, and Sa Dipeng were alright, but instead looked at the surrounding scenery wantonly.

The strange stone landscape, the rushing river, and the towering stone walls are like a landscape painting.

Finally, the long-distance bus drove to another fork in the road, which was not blocked in front of them.

Hu Bayi turned around a bend in the mountain, looked at the huge towering mountain in front of him, and was very excited.

The destination of their trip, Zhelong Mountain, is finally approaching.

After reaching the forest at the foot of Zhelong Mountain, Fang Ye and the others were dumbfounded. Their car was too big to pass at all, and the road below could only be walked.

Although Fang Ye remembered that he only went from here, he didn't expect that it was too narrow for a car to pass through. He had no choice but to stand there and wait for the locals passing by here to take them to the foot of Zhelong Mountain.

After about six or seven hours, they finally got a few people.

During these six or seven hours, everyone was bitten by mosquitoes everywhere. Even if they took out toilet water, they could only control it for a while, and those mosquitoes would come back soon.

"Great, I finally met someone. Hello folks, we are an archaeological team here, but we got lost here. Could you please take us to the foot of Zhelong Mountain?"

Fang Ye walked quickly to those old men, and took out the relevant certificates of their dragon-hunting archaeological team, showing that they were not bad people.

Most of the men begging for a living in the mountains are warm and honest, and after seeing the certificate Fang Ye took out, they immediately classified them as good people.

Enthusiastically introduced the surrounding situation to them, and assured Fang Ye and the others that with their presence, they would be able to send them to the foot of Zhelong Mountain.

Fang Ye and the others were very happy when they heard the news. Although the car could only be parked here for the time being, they were finally able to avoid being bitten by these mosquitoes.

If I knew it earlier, I should have found a suppressor that can repel mosquitoes, so I wouldn't have to suffer from these troubles.

Along the way, Fang Ye and the others chatted happily with several old men. Fang Ye and the others chatted about what they had seen outside, while the old men explained various magical phenomena in the mountains.

When they were chatting happily, several old men took out some red mushrooms from their baskets and said that they would invite Fang Ye and the others to eat the special products in the mountains.

When Fang Ye saw those red mushrooms, he recalled the popular jingle in his mind.

Red umbrellas, white poles, after eating, lie on the board, lie on the board, sleep in the coffin, and then bury the mountains together, cry and cry, relatives and friends come to eat, eat, have umbrellas, The whole village lies down together.

They really can't stand the kindness of these old men.

"It's better to eat less of these mushrooms, many of them may be poisonous." Fang Ye said tactfully, because there are many cases of poisoning caused by eating mushrooms.

Unexpectedly, several old men waved their hands in disdain, "Hey, what kind of poison can mushrooms be, it's just that those people haven't cooked them well. As long as they are cooked, they will be fine after eating."

Fang Ye was also speechless when he heard the words, he could only admire him, this is a true warrior.

A group of people walked through the rugged mountain roads, the dense forests, and the endless streams in the mountains, after walking for about a few miles.

They finally arrived at the foot of Zhelong Mountain.

I saw the only inn at the foot of the mountain, Caiyun Inn.

……

(End of this chapter)