Eternal Gate

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The old shroud rushed all the way, but finally stopped.

Zhao was embarrassed enough. He was pulled all the way by the rune twine. Looking at the broken old trees and the broken boulders, he hit it, but wanted to break the rune twine. However, he didn't do enough, or didn't find the right way, and even got dizzy.

"It shouldn't be!"

The old shroud is already standing on a rock, holding a dilapidated compass in his hand, looking and looking, sometimes looking up, looking at the stars in the night sky, and muttering endlessly.

"Living or dead."

Zhao Yun looked at the direction of his body, his eyes bright and dim.

Earlier, he had heard clearly that the word "Fun" was quite majestic, and the fat Taoist priests in the Tibetan realm were so scared that they were so scared. One can imagine the existence in the ancient tomb...how terrible.

"You, aren't you a grave guard!"

The old Shroud asked while looking at the compass.

Zhao Yun shook his head lightly. Not only he was not, but most of them were not if Shui. Looking at the manners of the villagers, it was obvious that there was a tomb in this place. It can be seen that this tomb has existed earlier than the village.

"Come, take a break."

Lao Dao took the compass, sat down, took out the pipe, and smoked it, as if in Xiuxian'er, crawling with fright before, but at this moment it was like nothing.

Zhao Yun moved forward, still tearing the rune twine, but didn't want to stay here.

"Don't waste your energy, you keep making money." The shroud smashed the soot and re-stuffed the tobacco. "Later, grandpa will take you down. The robbery of the tomb also depends on the weather. At this hour, the relationship between the old man and the old man Very different, wait a minute, it's time to wait."

"I won't go, I have something to do." Zhao Yun smiled dryly, still pulling the rope, the tomb robbery is damaging to yin, if they hit the corpse and the corpse, they don't need to come out.

"You have grandpa, don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid if you are there."

"You really rarely see a younger generation who is as honest as you." Shroud said with a heartfelt voice.

"Junior is a true spiritual realm, so I can't help much."

Zhao Yun finally gave up, some regrets coming over, and she should have escaped earlier.

"Ordinary tombs, I don't need your help, this one! I really need to find a boy as a company." The old shroud yawned, and perhaps it was very boring. He actually talked to Zhao Yun about digging people's ancestral graves. The tomb is different from the tomb. The people who go to the tomb, the method of going to the tomb, the time of day... also have a lot of attention. In this tomb, the two people are the best to sit down, and they have to be tied with Yin and Yang ropes, um...also It's the rune twine that binds you. This is not an ordinary rope..."

Zhao Yun didn’t say anything. He didn’t listen to a word of the old shroud, and he wondered how to stray. To say that this fat Taoist is really a dedicated master, he studied thoroughly for the ancestral grave of a man. Tomb robbery is a technical task. Son, this one should already be an expert.

"Come on, baby, share one for you." The old shroud still said.

"I'm even more convinced that Senior... will kill people." Zhao Yun also sat down.

"The old man still has a very professional ethics." The old shroud curled his lips and took a sip of wine. "We are not the same as the corpses of the corpse clan. I only take the baby. I don't steal the corpse or kill."

"Then seniors are not afraid of me shaking out?"

"I saw this gourd." The old shroud opened a corner of his clothes, revealing a small gourd, "Inside, it is filled with water forgiveness. After drinking...I don't remember the going to the tomb."

"Senior hasn't given people a drink less these years!" Zhao Yun whispered.

"Compared to murder, this method is more harmonious." The old Dao stroked his beard deeply.

Zhao Yun was silent again, looking at the posture of the old way, the water of emotionlessness...he had to taste it.

The old way didn't say anything, and he just sat cross-legged, with his big fat face in his hands, against the moonlight, this guy wearing a shroud is very unnatural and creepy.

"Who is buried in the tomb?"

It took a long time to hear Zhao Yun's words, mainly because of curiosity.

"The ghost knows."

Shroud shrugged his shoulders. He had stolen the tomb for so many years. He didn't know which house he belonged to most of them. In his opinion, it didn't matter which house he had.

Zhao Yun buried his head, considering whether to invite the Yinyue King out, so that this old way of seeing and knowing, the ancient corpse of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and he was still the Yinyue King, Hong Yuan had to see it, so he must be afraid of three points!

You know, in the Warring States Period, the battle power of the Yinyue King... should be unmatched.

In the mountains and forests, the yin qi is thicker and grayer, and most ordinary people can freeze to death here.

Zhao Yun took a look, took out a wad of paper money, and threw it out.

"Looking for death!"

The old shroud raised his hand, and he took all the paper money that had not landed.

"Is there anything to be particular about?" Zhao Yun questioned.

"As I said, this is not an ordinary tomb. Paper money can't be scattered randomly." The old Tao took his hand. "The tomb is damaged, and the guilty spirit is leaking. If you come to paper money, the corpse may be cheated."

"To be honest, the juniors don't believe it very much, it's so evil." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

The old way was too lazy to talk nonsense, he took one of the paper money he took away and threw it on the ground.

Oooooo...!

Suddenly, Yin Qi surged.

In addition to this, there was also a whining sound, and I didn't know whether it was a violent wind or howling a ghost.

Zhao Yun realized it, and Ma Liu picked up the paper money.

Eyes are opened, tonight is really eye-opening, there is such a mysterious thing in the world, but he still doesn't understand, what is the relationship between paper money and corpse fraud, or is it a certain rule of yin and yang?

If the Moon God was still awake, he would be able to give him a perfect explanation.

Xiu'er of his family is the ancestor of grave digging.

"Come on, show you something interesting."

The shroud old Taoist pulled Zhao Yun over, raised his hand to Zhao Yun's eyes, dyed two drops of water, unusual water with a weird odor, it burned into the eyes, and then became cool again, the dyed Zhao Yun's eyes were blackened. , Even if you have the eyes of the sky, you are also troubled by this kind of water disaster.

Waiting for the clear light before us, what we saw was a scary scene: there were people wearing armor and holding war spears, who walked not far away, like soldiers in battle, neatly lined up in two lines, all at the same pace. Unanimously, and strangely, each of them had their shoulders covered with dust, and their expressions were dull, and their eyes were hollow, like a walking dead with no emotion.

"Yin Soldier?"

Zhao Yun frowned.

Make sure it is a group of Yin soldiers, and they will carry Yin Qi wherever they go.

"The Yin Soldier borrowed."

The old shroud took out the hip flask again.

Look at this guy, there is no surprise, it seems...I have seen it once.

Zhao Yun is still calm, he has seen ghosts, even the Yin Soldiers, not as shocked as he imagined, he is curious that the legendary Yin Soldiers actually existed through the way, is there no way to go in the underworld? Borrowing the way of the sun, or is there a war in the underworld, is it rushed to fight?

"The underworld and the sun are intertwined at a certain hour and in a certain boundary." The old shroud is showing off knowledge again, "like these three or two moments, that land belongs to the underworld... and it belongs to the sun. The Yin Soldiers said by saying that, in fact, they are still walking on the road to the underworld, but they appear in the underworld. Most people can't see it, and even if they see it... they won't provoke it."

"Those Yin Soldiers...what are you going to do?" Zhao Yun asked immediately.

"I don't know." The old shroud took out the pipe again. "The old man only knows that wherever the Yin soldiers borrow the way, there must be a big tomb; on the contrary, where there are big graves, there may not necessarily be the Yin soldiers."

"It's really mysterious."

Zhao Yun murmured, eager to run over, catch a Yin soldier and study it.

However, I just think about it, provoke the underworld, but it is not as simple as damaging the yin virtue.

When he watched, Yin Bing disappeared as he walked.

"The time has come, go."

Shouti Lao Dao collected the pipes and went straight to the deep forest.

Behind him, Zong Zhao Yun didn't want to go, but was dragged over and tied by the Yin-Yang rope.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

When he reached the big hole, he jumped down without even thinking about it.

Zhao Yun followed up.

The darkness below was dark, the yin was thick, and the blood was as strong as him, and he couldn't help but shiver, always feeling deep in the darkness, with a pair of eyes staring at him, staring at the cool breeze behind him.

Lao Dao is a connoisseur. He really mastered the Dao Shu by the side door. He sacrificed three fireballs and hung them all over his body to illuminate him. He found the tomb path and walked all the way in, with every step being cautious.

Zhao Yun followed behind, looking left and right.

The road to the tomb was dry but extremely cold.

From time to time, you can still hear the rustling sound, like a mouse eating wheat.

When he reached one place, the old shroud settled, took a stone and threw it forward.

"roll."

Suddenly, a cold hum resounded, and the silence and majesty were also cold.

Zhao Yun suddenly changed his expression, flew back, retreated, and was dragged back by the old way.

"Don't make a fuss."

Shroud struck his beard, and took a step forward.

Zhao Yun wanted to laugh at this. The first time...you ran faster than me.

As for the word "rolling", it is not what people said, but a kind of sonic mechanism in the tomb, the purpose is to scare the tomb robbers, but the old Taoist arts have specializations, which is already broken.

Going further inside, there are more ancient patterns on the wall.

Zhao Yun watched all the way, unable to tell which era it was.

Pounds pounds pounds!

The old shroud is not idle either, carrying his whisk, walking all the way, knocking all the way, seeming to be listening to the sound, there are so many people who pick the grave, just listening to the sound, they know the mystery in the tomb.

"Which dynasty is this pattern, can you tell who is buried?"

Zhao Yun asked, he had read many ancient books and had never seen such lines on the wall.

The old way didn't respond, he walked and stopped suddenly, like a statue, standing still.

"senior?"

Zhao Yun pulled the yin and yang ropes and whispered.

The Shroud Old Dao slowly turned around, but his face was no longer benevolent and benevolent. He was already hideous and distorted. There were blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his white teeth were full of gloom. No matter where he looked, he looked like a ghost , Coupled with the shroud I was wearing, it was even more frightening.

Zhao Yun frowned and took a step back subconsciously.

The shroud was quicker, pinched his neck with one hand, and raised it for life.

"Believe in your evil." Zhao Yun's face flushed.

It is agreed that no murder will be killed, and the cemetery has not been reached yet, so will it begin to clear the ground?

Before thinking about it, he brushed his hand with a high-level explosive charm.

Of course, before the explosive symbol exploded, he felt someone poke him.

When he looked again, he was still standing there steadily, and the old shroud did not pinch his neck, and still took his whisk, knocking on both sides of the tomb passage, everything seemed to have never happened.

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