Let the system try to save the world

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Jingming took people to check the condition of the gate.

Xi Wan'an squatted down, took a deep breath, and moved closer to Yazi's big mouth to check Lu Wanqing's sword.

He was well aware of the worst-case scenario.

It was unknown whether Lu Wanqing was alive or dead, and the monk's sword was always like half of his body. The appearance of his sword here meant that he was most likely in danger.

"Don't worry." A hand was placed on Xi Wan'an's shoulder. "Just now, when we were fighting with Jiaozi, it was very slow."

Gu Yugui lifted up the tomb-guarding beast's limbs, which should have been strong and powerful. Each of its claws had sharp claws, enough to tear apart any obstacle in its way, but now they were as shriveled as four chopsticks.

"It hasn't eaten for a long time." Gu Yugui lifted its tail, which was long and powerful, as flexible as a snake, able to quickly attack or resist the enemy's attack. He noticed something, "Wait a minute..."

"Indeed." Xi Wan'an carefully put away Lu Wanqing's sword. He pointed to the two holes in Jiaozi's mouth left by the removal of the long sword. "It's not that it wanted to attack us with the sword in its mouth, but its mouth was stuck by the sword." "It's been a long time." Xi Wan'an said. He gestured at the height. "This sword affected its eating. My junior brother's mouth is bigger than its mouth, so it's impossible for him to be eaten by it."

Gu Yugui pried open the two hind legs of Jiaozi, "Wan'an, come and see."

"Are there male and female Jiaozi?"

Yazi's skin was smooth and hard, and there was a row of shriveled breasts on her open belly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Gu Yugui quickly turned it back.

"A dragon gives birth to nine sons." Xi Wan'an pondered, "Generally speaking, this 'son' should refer to a son, but if Jiaozi is considered a separate creature, I have never heard that a dragon or a jackal can only give birth to males and not females."

"If Jiaozi can give birth, perhaps it would be more appropriate to use 'children' here," Xi Wanan said.

"It seems we are not mistaken." Gu Yugui said, "Lu Wanqing did not die at the hands of Ya Zi - or at least he was not eaten by it."

"Then it is very likely that he has been to this tomb. We will find out his motive."

"Motive, motive is the most important thing." Xi Wanan repeated twice, "As long as we understand why he came here... Wait?"

"Why do you think this is a tomb?" asked Xi Wanan.

"It's eerie here, of course it's a tomb. And wasn't it you who mentioned the beasts guarding the tomb first?" Gu Yugui asked curiously.

"In this case, let's search again carefully." Xi Wan'an stood up, "We can't miss any corner."

"How is it?" Xi Wanan asked.

"There are no signs that the gate has been damaged," someone replied.

"That's good." Lu Jingming said, "Come with me and search this area."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

Suddenly, Xi Wan'an slapped Gu Yugui's chest with his palm, making a deafening sound.

Time seemed to freeze, and everything in the secret passage stopped. Gu Yugui's body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he fell to the ground instantly, blood gushing out.

The people around looked at this scene in horror, their eyes filled with shock.

"Brother Gu!" Lu Jingming screamed. He rushed over and checked on Gu Yugui's condition.

"The Tao is formless, giving birth to the heaven and the earth. The Tao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon..." Xi Wan'an silently recited the Sutra of Purity and Tranquility, but nothing in front of him changed.

Lu Jingming only felt that Xi Wanan's eyes revealed a kind of evil pleasure. He slowly walked towards the fallen Gu Yugui, "Who are you?"

"Or what are you?" Xi Wan'an said, "In the past ten years, not only Gu Yugui and others have used Huaxu to understand Xuanqing Realm."

"Blue Star cannot pronounce words, and there is no gender." Xi Wan'an said, "Apart from the issue of the tomb, you have many loopholes."

A burst of laughter as light as smoke sounded quietly, "Xi Wanan, you are such a boring person."

The eyes of the dead Jiaozi appeared a deep red, as if they could see through people's hearts.

When it was still, its body blended into the surrounding environment and was almost imperceptible. Now its mouth opened and closed, revealing a weird smile.

"Heart-eating demon..." Seven flying swords rose into the air and surrounded Xi Wan'an. The sword tips trembled slightly, ready to act at any time.

"A001 told you all this." Everything in front of him disappeared like a mirage, and Su Xin said, "But..."

"Hoo, hoo." It laughed strangely, "It's too late."

"Where is my junior brother!" Xi Wan'an had already learned from Xi Tong that this Heart-Eating Demon was as slippery as a loach. Seeing that it was trying to escape, seven flying swords flew out directly and locked the space around it.

"Your junior brother Lu Wanqing." The Plastic Heart Monster laughed, "He died miserably."

"When he was dying, he was still calling for you, brother, to save him." Su Xin said, "What a pity, what were you doing at that time?"

"You monster, stop talking nonsense." Xi Wan'an felt his blood rushing up and he wished he could tear the monster in front of him to pieces. He secretly cried out in alarm and slapped himself on the chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart, and the scene around him changed dramatically. When he opened his eyes again, there was a heart-pounding darkness all around him.

Xi Wan'an raised his hand and felt around, and found rough stones everywhere.

The space was so small that he had trouble even turning over. The air was filled with the smell of rotten soil and burning incense.

The answer is obvious: it is a coffin.

Xi Wan'an clenched his fist, gathered his true energy, and punched hard.

The coffin lid, along with a thin layer of soil covering the surface, was lifted off by the huge force and flew not far away. Xi Wanan sat up from the coffin and looked around.

This was a corner of Pingjing Town. When his spiritual sense first scanned it, it was an abandoned cemetery.

The tombstones are toppled, the graves are scattered, and the cemetery is overgrown with vegetation, giving it a ghostly feel.

It is now night, the wind is howling, and there seem to be bursts of strange cries coming from the cemetery, which is creepy.

Xi Wan'an looked at the tombstone behind his coffin. The name on it had become blurred, with only some incomplete handwriting left.

This made Shiwanan feel relieved, at least his name was not written here.

Practitioners pay more attention to cause and effect. If Xi Wan'an's name was written here, he would have to get involved in order to break this cause and effect, otherwise it would even be harmful to his future practice.

The wind in the cemetery was blowing, as if countless ghosts were whispering. The shadows of the tombstones became deeper, making people feel an inexplicable fear.

The entire cemetery was filled with an atmosphere of deathly silence, as if time had stopped here.

There is no life here, whether it is day or night.