The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan took the lead and stepped out. The number of treasures was limited and it was on a first-come, first-served basis.

"Fuck you...beep you—"

Ming Fan's sudden outburst of curse made the crowd who wanted to follow her stop in their tracks.

But why does her voice sound so distant?

"You guys up there should take it easy, this place is full of scams!"

Ming Fan got up from the ground, touched his little heart that was beating non-stop, and said to himself, "Dad is really scared to death."

Then he did not forget to remind the people behind him.

Who would build only three steps on this stone staircase?

There was a hole below the third step, and she fell down without any reaction.

Lin Wanshu poked her head out, looked at Ming Fan below, and asked, "Junior sister, are you okay?"

Ming Fan picked up the sunstone that had fallen on the ground not far away and held it up to shine above his head: "It's okay, you go first, I'll be right there."

Seeing that she was fine, Lin Wanshu and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, with Junior Sister’s stubbornness, the only thing that could be in trouble would probably be that piece of land!

Ming Fan patted his butt and stood up. Only then did he have the opportunity to take a closer look at the surrounding environment.

There were many bones scattered around, scattered here and there.

These bones are exactly the same as the bones that entangled Sun Mo. They have obviously experienced the baptism of a long time, and it is impossible to tell how long they have been dead.

Some of the skeletons still maintained their complete shape, but more of them were broken into pieces, as if they had been shattered by some force.

There was a stale and decayed smell in the air, which made people feel depressed and uneasy.

Ming Fan couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself: What exactly is this place? Why are there so many skeletons? Could it be that the people who came in have never left?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was not right.

But now that we're already here, let's take it one step at a time.

Now we should go up and meet them.

However, at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, mixed with a strange sound...the sound came and went.

Ming Fan frowned. How could there be any wind in this place where even candles could be extinguished?

She looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but there was nothing around except bones.

A cold wind blew, and Ming Fan used the sunstone in his hand to illuminate a stone wall, on which there seemed to be some words engraved.

She walked closer and found a line of ancient text engraved on the stone wall, but unfortunately she could not understand it at all.

"what?"

Ming Fan lowered her eyes and thought, and the strange sound came again, this time it was clearer, as if it was right next to her ear.

Ming Fan put down the words on the stone wall, turned around and walked in the direction of the sound.

There was actually a narrow passage in the direction where the sound pointed.

"Do you really want me to go in?" Ming Fan's eyes flickered, and he simply took a step forward and walked into the passage.

The sunstone in your hand can only illuminate a short distance ahead.

There was a foul smell in the passage and the walls were covered with moss.

Ming Fan walked forward step by step, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

Suddenly, she felt someone pulling her clothes from behind.

She looked back but saw nothing.

"Ha, it's so mysterious."

The strange noise came again, and became louder and louder.

At the end of the passage is a stone chamber with a coffin inside.

The lid of the coffin was half open, and there was a strange smell coming from inside.

"Another coffin..." She had only been here for a short time, but she had seen quite a few coffins.

Ming Fan approached the coffin, wanting to see clearly what was inside.

Just as she looked inside, a hand reached out from the coffin and grabbed her neck.

………………

Ming Fan: "..."

Anyway, that force couldn't strangle her to death, so Ming Fan simply didn't hide and wanted to see what the thing inside was trying to do.

"..."

The skeleton inside encountered an unresponsive one for the first time. After grabbing for a while, it felt bored, so it let go and retracted its hand into the coffin.

Everything returned to the way it was at the beginning.

Very good, they all have a very leisurely future.

After a long while, seeing that the thing really had no intention of coming out again, Ming Fan stood up and looked over.

Since it doesn't take the initiative, she has to take the initiative instead.

Be proactive and there will be stories.

Ming Fan poked his head out with a grim smile, holding the sunstone in one hand and the red lotus core fire in the other.

I met a pair of dark eyes.

It was obviously the skeleton that had just strangled her neck. It had been curled up inside and silently spying on her.

Ming Fan stretched the flame forward: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

It seemed that if it couldn't give a reasonable reason, the fire would burn it in the next second.

The skeleton shrank back and forced out a flattering smile, his hollow teeth making air leak as he spoke: "Yes~hehehe..."

She held the fire as if she was going straight to cremate it.

"What's the matter?" Ming Fan looked at the skeleton with interest, unable to tell what it was, so she simply set it on fire and sent it back to its origin.

People are always unlucky, why is it that the one who falls into the pit is not someone else?

The skeleton suddenly moved, and then slowly crawled out of the coffin.

Its movements seemed a little clumsy, as if it had lost its original flexibility and agility after being eroded by many years.

When the skeleton stood up completely, it looked at Ming Fan and said in a hoarse and dull voice, like a saw: "You...you put it away first, we can discuss everything later."

"Oh? I won't."

Ming Fan raised the Red Lotus Core Fire in his hand higher, as if ready to throw it at the skeleton at any time.

A trace of fear appeared on the skeleton's pale face, and he obviously felt the threat from Ming Fan.

It couldn't help but take a step back, and its tone became more urgent: "You will regret killing me, listen to me..."

Ming Fan took back the Red Lotus Core Fire, pulled it closer, and motioned it to look at the words on the wall and the bones scattered on the ground.

"So what is going on here?"

"…What is the little fairy asking?"

Knowing that Ming Fan could easily crush it to death, the skeleton was extremely flattering at this moment.

Many people had fallen into the cave before, but those people were different from Ming Fan, at least they didn’t have this strange fire.

To be honest, although it looks scary, its running speed is first-rate.

Several people had caught it before, and even chopped it into pieces, but it would soon be put back together again.

By then, it will find a complete bone to attach itself to and be able to jump around again.

However, today is different!!

At this moment, Ming Fan had an indescribable look on his face as he stared at the skeleton in front of him that was slowly crawling out of the coffin - to be precise, it should be a skeleton.

There were only a few tattered strips of cloth hanging on the skeleton, as if they would fly away with the wind.

Not only did those strips of cloth look dirty, but they also seemed to have a sour, rotten smell...

Ming Fan couldn't help but take a small step back, keeping a polite smile on his face.

Being so close, she could finally see clearly what it was.

The surroundings were originally pitch black, so she didn't notice it before. But now with the help of the sunstone, the skeleton was no longer obstructed, and she could see that the skeleton was covered with a layer of faint black light.

"It turns out to be a spirit of Tao."

After a person dies, his soul disperses and enters reincarnation.

This guy probably stayed here for some unknown reason.

She thought to herself. After death, the soul usually separates and goes into the next reincarnation.

However, this guy in front of me is staying here for some reason.

The yin energy here is already extremely heavy. After a long period of sedimentation and accumulation, it gradually condensed into spiritual consciousness from a wisp of lonely soul, and finally turned into a body of spirit.

Coincidentally, her red lotus core fire can burn everything, and is especially effective against evil spirits.

Ming Fan showed a few white teeth and smiled mischievously: "We are really destined to be together."

The skeleton shrank back, feeling a chill wind blowing on the back of his neck.

Meeting Ming Fan's gaze, the skeleton moved its thin white arms and pointed at the bones not far away: "They are all dead."

Ming Fan's mouth twitched. He'd been waiting for such a long time, and this was it?

“…I’m not blind.”

She knew, of course, that they were all dead, and she also knew that they had been dead for a long time.

"Then do you know how they died?" The skeleton came closer.

It's strange, although it was just an empty bone, she inexplicably saw a bit of gloating on its face.

Ming Fan glanced at the skeleton and said, "Shouldn't I ask you this?"

If she knew everything, would she still be standing here and talking to it?

The skeleton walked around the coffin, came to the wall with the words on it, put his hands on his waist, and acted righteously.

"I do not know either."

Very good, even if you are not right, you are still confident.

Ming Fan laughed angrily, and the flame in his hand changed violently, from blue to red and then from red to black.

"...It's not that bad." The skeleton rubbed his hands, fearing the strange fire in Ming Fan's hand, and said honestly: "You can't guess this?"

Ming Fan did have some guesses in his mind.

Although the entrance of the cave above is some distance away from the steps, there are plenty of ways for those who practice Taoism to go up.

Except for bad luck and some unlucky guys with very poor cultivation.

Those who couldn't have come in were all trapped here and died.

If that is the case, then these people must have died a violent death.

"Greed is insatiable, and this is what will happen." The skeleton grinned, and a cunning flashed in his empty eyes, "This is the tomb of immortals and demons, hiding countless magic weapons and elixirs.

But there are also many traps and mechanisms, how can it be so easy to get it?"

Ming Fan frowned; the skeleton's words caught her off guard.

The Tomb of Immortals and Demons means that both immortals and demons are buried here.

It seems that this place is more complicated than she imagined.

Ming Fan looked at the white bones around him and understood what was going on.

Seeing Ming Fan deep in thought, the skeleton spirit removed a bone and knocked on the wall: "But you..."

"Are you going to say, "But I'm different?"

I am different from those unfortunate dead people.

I have some connection with this place.

You finally waited for me.

You have something to give me.

This thing can help me advance my cultivation..." Ming Fan looked at the skeleton spirit, the latter's mouth twitched, thinking that she was talking about it.

Unexpectedly, Ming Fan changed the subject: "Tell me quickly, where is the thing?"

Skeleton spirit: “?”

For a moment, it didn't know whether Ming Fan was really smart or just pretending to be smart.

"The little immortal is really as good as a god in predicting things. A god descending to earth can see everything clearly and accurately.

I didn't recognize the little fairy right away. I was shortsighted."

A gleam of light flashed in the empty eye sockets of the skeleton spirit.

Silly bird, save it the trouble of cheating.

Ming Fan was interested in the words on the wall, and he had just seen them all.

The skeleton spirit signaled Ming Fan to look at the stone wall again. The words on it were densely packed and difficult to understand.

"Do you know what's written on it?"

Seeing Mingfan’s impatient expression, the skeleton spirit stopped pretending.

"It is said that what is written here is the cultivation method of that great man. If you can comprehend this method, you can inherit it from the immortal." The skeleton spirit said proudly.

Ming Fan remained silent, but she carefully observed the words on the stone wall. Since she couldn't understand them anyway, Ming Fan memorized the contents in her mind.

"But... this is only part of it." The skeleton spirit continued, "In order to trap the demon, the immortal set up formations all over the place, and naturally left many things behind."

After so many years, people from outside will only come in and not leave, and there will be more things inside.

Ming Fan raised the corner of his mouth and nodded.

Seeing that she believed it, the skeleton spirit replaced his arm bone and directed Ming Fan to move forward.

Ming Fan obediently walked to the sarcophagus it had just crawled out of: "Is there a treasure in here?"

"Oh, yes, yes." The skeleton spirit danced with joy, signaling Ming Fan to open the coffin quickly, as there were treasures hidden inside.

As long as the coffin is opened, everything inside will belong to her alone.

Ming Fan paused with his hand on the coffin.

Under the expectant gaze of the skeleton spirit, Ming Fan withdrew his hand and smiled lazily.

"Haha, I'm afraid that when I open the coffin, what's waiting for me is not the treasure, but the same fate as them, right?"

Ming Fan glanced at the scattered bones.

Presumably, these cultivators were deceived by this spirit and lost their lives.

"you!"

The skeleton spirit was extremely frightened, and it was actually deceived!

Ming Fan smiled like a cat that stole fish. He suddenly summoned the Red Lotus Core Fire and dropped it on it without hesitation.

The flames instantly engulfed the skeleton. It screamed miserably and tried to escape but it was no avail.

Ming Fan watched coldly until the skeleton was completely turned into ashes.

In fact, there has never been any treasure hidden here, and those monks are just its nourishment.

The core fire of the Red Lotus refined the essence of the skeleton, and from the ashes, a dark blue crystal-like object was born.

“Could it be…” Ming Fan stepped forward and dug something out of the ashes.

The dark blue crystal contained an extremely yin force. Ming Fan just held it in her hand and felt the force rushing into her body.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that the most valuable thing here is this spirit.

If she had known this, she wouldn't have spent so much time talking to it.

Ming Fan walked quickly to the place where he had just fallen.

She had been delayed here for a while, so she had to hurry up.

"Qianren!"

Ming Fan called out, and Qian Ren transformed into a hook and fell into Ming Fan's hand.

The hook was hanging on the stone steps. Ming Fan took advantage of the force and jumped up.