Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Da da--

The rapid sound of horse hooves.

Breaking the silence in the mountains and forests, it also awakened countless birds, insects and beasts.

Start from Changsheng Mountain all the way west.

It takes about a day and a half to reach Pingshan.

In the past three days, Chen Yulou, apart from his routine meditation practice, spent most of his time sorting out the plot.

As a time traveler.

Although he had foresight.

But Pingshan is different after all.

As a place for royal alchemy in the past dynasties, warlocks have been coming and going here since the pre-Qin Dynasty.

By the Song Dynasty.

The status of Pingshan is even more transcendent.

The Taoist temple's deep palaces, pavilions and treasure halls are lit by eternal candles, as misty as a fairy's cave.

Countless treasures of nature, materials and earth were transported to Pingshan Mountain for free.

I just want to be able to refine an elixir of immortality.

pity.

By the Yuan Dynasty.

This treasured place for alchemy was destroyed.

It became a general's tomb.

Over the course of thousands of years, the Pingshan Mountain has hidden mechanisms and traps everywhere. In addition, the erysipelas that has seeped into the ground for thousands of years has created countless poisonous insects.

The earth's energy surged and turned into miasma.

It can be said that there are many dangers.

You can never go too far wrong.

Chen Yulou naturally did not dare to look down upon him.

The day passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye.

It will be dark.

Clouds filled the sky, dyeing the entire world a fiery red.

"Shopkeeper, please inquire clearly. There are two Miao villages in the mountains ahead, called Nan Village and Bei Village. The Yi and Han people live together. They are not as exclusive as the old Miao people. Otherwise..."

Huama took two boys with her and left and came back.

They serve as trailblazers.

This journey has been through thorns and thorns, over mountains and rivers.

At this moment, sitting on the horse, Huamaguai clasped his hands in his fists, his eyes full of expectation.

Chen Yulou understood it at a glance.

This kid clearly wanted to spend the night in the Miao village.

At the end of the day, except for occasional breaks, there is almost no stopping.

Even if the person can hold on.

Even the horses couldn't stand it.

Find a village to stay in and have warm food to eat.

"We won't enter the village."

"The rules of the mountain people are not to let outsiders stay overnight. If you go there, it will be in vain."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

Gaze across the mountains.

Now they have crossed the Mengdong River and entered the boundary of Laoxiong Ridge.

There are many mountains, layer upon layer.

It’s really endless.

However, in the far distance, there seems to be a faint sight of a high mountain that touches the sky and touches the ground, shaped like an ancient bottle hanging upside down.

It should be the destination of their trip.

"There should be a righteous village over there, right?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Pingshan.

"...Yes, from the shopkeeper."

"Then rush to Yizhuang and spend the night."

Now that the shopkeeper has spoken.

Of course no one objected.

Immediately, the group of people continued on their way, running all the way under the dim light of the sky.

In the setting sun.

That moment when the light of day fades and darkness falls.

They finally arrived at Yizhuang.

The mountains on both sides are undulating, forming a long and narrow valley.

Yizhuang was built in it.

Look from afar.

Zhuangzi is in dilapidated condition, with broken walls and ruins, and half of the top of the main hall's roof has collapsed.

However, the form of the mountain temple can still be vaguely seen.

"Knapper, go call the door."

Chen Yulou pulled the reins and let out a sigh, and the white horse under him stopped instantly.

His horse actually has a lot of background.

It comes from Yanglongkeng in southern Guizhou, and because it is as fierce as a fire dragon, it is named Longju.

Go back a few decades.

That's just for the emperor.

Transportation is inconvenient these days, and travel depends on carriages, horses, and ships.

Not to mention Laoxiong Ridge in the Miao border area, which is inherently mountainous and rugged and difficult to navigate.

Since ancient times, except for those traveling merchants, there have been almost no human presence.

At least you don’t have to walk.

Otherwise, our legs would be broken in this endless deep mountain and old forest.

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Huama turned over and dismounted.

They, the Xiling bandits, are eating the food of the dead.

In the past, I went out to fight for gold.

What kind of place have you never slept in?

Mass graves, dead coffins, bamboo mats on which corpses are wrapped.

The sky is the bed for the earth.

With your eyes closed, you can ignore his gods and ghosts.

But looking at that righteous village now, under the cold moon and cold stars, a group of damn bats were flying in the air, and the wooden door with its paint peeling off suddenly made a creaking sound when it was blown by the mountain wind.

Huamaguai felt a little frightened for no reason.

But the shopkeeper and brothers Xieling were watching from behind.

He could only brace himself, gritted his teeth, walked quickly through the stone steps, walked to the door, grabbed the door knocker and knocked hard several times.

Bang, bang, bang.

A few hits in a row.

There was still silence in Yi Zhuang.

No response.

Huamaguai couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Some time ago, when he brought his brothers to explore the road, he clearly asked the mountain people clearly.

There lived a second aunt named Mouse in Yi Zhuang.

At this point, you shouldn't just fall asleep.

After thinking about it, Huama Guai pushed the door hard, and with a creaking sound, he pushed the wooden door open.

The probe looked inside.

A broken lamp on the table was like a bean, and it was almost extinguished when the wind outside the door blew it.

However, with the help of the weak candlelight, Huamaguai could still clearly see the situation inside the hall.

I saw a small place with seven or eight coffins placed in various directions.

There was an indescribable strange smell in the house, and it was gloomy.

Huamaguai's ancestor was a widower.

You spend more time dealing with the dead than with the living.

Seeing the coffin now, he felt much calmer.

Turn around and walk to the door.

shouted at a group of people.

"Shopkeeper, it's okay."

A smile appeared on his face.

But at this moment, Chen Yulou, who was on horseback, had a look of concentration in his eyes.

This Yizhuang is not a peaceful place.

Ancient raccoon monument, one old and one young, the two wild raccoons are not far from here.

Through sexual immorality and evil sacrifices.

For hundreds of years.

I don’t know how many passing traders were killed.

And the reason why Chen Yulou insisted on coming to Yizhuang.

Just come for them.

The mountain spirits and wild monsters that have been around for hundreds of years may have condensed the demon elixir.

That's a good thing for making alchemy.

Unpredictable.

How could Chen Yulou miss it?

"Enter the village."

After thinking about this, Chen Yulou's expression returned to calm.

He just dismounted and handed the reins to a man behind him.

Then he took Kunlun and Miss Hong and walked to Yizhuang.

Wait until you cross the gate.

Huamaguai is burning incense.

He was born among the poor and was superstitious. He always worshiped mountains and rivers.

There was only a broken lamp on the altar table.

There is also a dusty memorial tablet.

You can still vaguely see the words Bai and Lao.

Chen Yulou knew very well that this ancient temple was originally used by the Miao mountain people to worship the old raccoon spirit in the ancient raccoon monument.

only.

Hundreds of years passed.

The ancient temple collapsed and the incense was cut off.

In addition, there was no place to bury the dead merchants, so this mountain temple was converted into a righteous village.

No need for Chen Yulou to give orders.

A group of Xiling thieves had quickly cleaned up the inside and outside of the temple.

He took out the wind lantern and hung it up.

Yizhuang, which was originally dark and gloomy, suddenly became as clear as day.

In the courtyard.

A fire was also lit.

Huama took a few people around and saw that most of the side rooms in the backyard had collapsed, leaving only one room that was barely habitable.

He held the candle and pushed the door open with excitement on his face.

only……

As soon as I walked in the door.

A female corpse, pale as paper, ugly in appearance, and with features as compact as a mouse, came up to her.

The dark wind howled, and the air of death surged into the sky.

The smile on Huamaguai's face suddenly froze.

Caught off guard.

The whole person was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Shopkeeper, come on, his grandma's mouse has become a spirit."