I picked up a beautiful CEO at the beginning, and she actually wanted to practice double cultivation

Ye Lin instantly appeared behind Wang Zhiteng, bent his leg and stepped on the inside of Wang Zhiteng's leg socket.

This kick hurt Wang Zhiteng, and a roar escaped from his mouth. His hand loosened at this moment, and Guo Xiaomei fell to the ground instantly.

Because her throat was nearly pinched, Guo Xiaomei coughed in pain and her face turned red.

She hadn't recovered from her panic for a long time, and she was just one step away from meeting the King of Hell.

Seeing that Wang Zhiteng was going crazy, Guo Xiaomei stood up quickly and hid behind Ye Lin.

Everyone was also surprised that Ye Lin's boxing and kicking skills were so solid. Is Mr. Cao hiring a bodyguard instead of a doctor?

But what surprised them even more was that Wang Zhiteng was not a very strong person. He was tall and thin and did not have much strength at first glance.

There were several tall people who were helping them just now. Did Wang Zhiteng take the wrong medicine? Why did he knock them all to the ground in just a few minutes?

But at this moment, an exclamation sounded: "Professor Cao, what's wrong with you!"

I saw Mr. Cao falling to the ground, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he strangled his neck tightly.

The student who was holding him in his arms to check the situation was caught off guard. Mr. Cao was not strangling himself, but instead strangling his neck.

He had the same symptoms as Wang Zhiteng just now, and the scene was a mess.

Almost everyone is having symptoms one after another, and they all turn into crazy people who have lost their minds. They are strangling each other's necks and hurting each other.

Yang Militia couldn't do anything to help him, so he could only start a fight: "Stop fighting, don't continue fighting. What's going on? How did you end up like this?"

Ye Lin's lips curled up slightly: "Should I ask you this?"

"As a descendant of the Yang family, you have entered this tomb several times, right? Do you still know the situation here?"

Only three of them were awake here. Ye Lin had already smelled the poison on the coffin, and Guo Xiaomei was suspicious, so she was not poisoned by accident.

Those who touch the five venoms on the coffin will initially lose their minds and become bloodthirsty.

As time goes by, the venom invades the brain and causes brain necrosis of the poisoned person, turning him into a vegetative state.

This is so cruel.

Yang Jian is a cruel old man.

His descendants are also ruthless.

"Little brother, you can't say that. If I really have this intention, so many of their lives have been harmed by me. What should I do for the rest of my life?"

"Even if I don't think about myself, I still have to think about my grandson who has been ill in bed for a long time."

Yang Militia looked very sincere and didn't seem to be lying. However, this guy could deceive others, but he couldn't deceive Ye Lin.

"Old man, didn't you think about why I wasn't fooled before you laid out the plan?"

"Except for a coffin, there are no other burial objects in this tomb. But your bracelet is obviously an earthenware that has been stored close to the deceased for many years. The coffin has not been touched by wax or oil."

"How did you move the coffin and get the bracelet?"

"It can only mean that this is not..."

The real tomb...

Before Ye Lin could finish speaking, Yang Mingyang picked up a Luoyang shovel and smacked it towards Ye Lin.

His shovel missed and hit Guo Xiaomei directly on the arm. The phone in her hand fell to pieces and smashed to pieces, and the live broadcast room was forced to close.

She turned pale with fright. Just listening to the conversation between the two, she still didn't know why. She didn't know what kind of bracelet it was.

Although Yang Militia took action, they were attacking Guo Xiaomei and did not hurt Ye Lin, who did not take action.

"leaf……"

Guo Xiaomei was just about to ask Ye Lin for help when she was hit on the back of the head by an iron tree. She rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.

Yang Minjun had a serious look on his face: "To be honest, I have doubts about your medical skills. I even think you can't save my grandson."

"The coffin was indeed smeared with poison, but it was not the five poisonous plant liquids you mentioned. It was the holy water passed down from generation to generation in the Yang family."

"Only outsiders touching this holy water will cause symptoms of madness. Only those of us named Yang are not affected, because our blood is the antidote."

"I brought you here to test whether you have medical skills, but you even told me wrong about the medicinal materials made by the Holy Hand, so you are of no use."

"Die here with them."

This person was good at boxing and kicking, and it was difficult for Yang Mingyuan to have a direct conflict with him, so he only attacked Guo Xiaomei.

When he escapes and takes his grandson away from this place of right and wrong, no one will be able to find them.

"I buried gunpowder near here earlier. You can bury it here forever. My ancestor will take care of you underground for many lifetimes."

After that, Yang Mingyuan took out the match from his arms and was about to light it.

“Ever heard of fighting fire with fire?”

"Let me ask you, does your grandson get cold in the body in summer and heat in winter? If he gets sick, his legs will ulcerate and he will have to stay in bed?"

"The doctors can't find the cause?"

After listening to Ye Lin's words, Militia Yang's hand shook, the match in his hand went out, and he looked a little moved.

"You...how did you know?"

"During this journey, I seem to have never mentioned my grandson's condition to you at all."

Ye Lin sneered: "This is not a disease, this is poisoning."

"This is the Five Poison Plant Liquid, not some holy water. In order to guard the tomb, you people with the surname Yang have been exposed to the poisonous plant liquid for generations but have not died. It is because your ancestor Yang has been poisoned a long time ago. This poison can overcome the Five Poison Plant Liquid." .”

"This kind of poison is passed down from generation to generation. You have it, and so does your grandson. It's just that the poison is getting weaker and weaker, which is why your descendants named Yang have developed symptoms."

This is also Yang Jian's cruelty.

The tomb bearer carries the whole family's mission and secrets from generation to generation.

After careful calculation, as time goes by, this tomb will be buried in the ground for too long in more than ten years, and there will be no need for a tomb guard.

Those who know this secret will naturally not be able to survive, and the tombkeepers will become the burial companions.

"No...impossible..."

Yang Mingyuan still couldn't believe it. His pupils were so wide-eyed that he wanted to burst out of his eyes.

"nonsense!"

"When our ancestors became immortals, they would only protect us and other descendants. How could they leave me to die?"

"And according to what you said, symptoms only appear when the toxicity is weakened. Shouldn't symptoms appear only when the toxicity is strong?"

Ye Lin sneered, really stupid and cute.

"Have you ever seen a poisonous person?"

"The poisonous person who has been tempered by hundreds of poisons has produced antibodies in his body, which can withstand all poisons and is naturally asymptomatic."

"If we don't continue to feed poison, the poisonous person will die soon."

"After so long, your descendants named Yang have reproduced from generation to generation, and the toxicity has been dispersed, but you are going to die."