my lover is king of hell

Since Wu Hen left the team, Jin Buhuan and Wang Mang have been searching for Princess Jingwu's tomb around Shaanxi.Since Guo Jiayi is a ghost, the tomb search went very smoothly. They found a tall mound of sealed earth in the Qu family's ancestral tomb, which was considered to be a medium-sized tomb.

Jin Buhuan is knowledgeable and talented. After consulting a lot of information, he found the life stories of the princess's two husbands.From Zhang Fang's biological father and grandfather, he knew that his family had a prominent family. Therefore, Jin Buhuan knew that he needed to find out about the events before and after Zhang Fang's birth. Ask about the original situation.Generally, for a prominent family, the main event will be annotated in the genealogy.It is a pity that due to Zhang Lin's early death, the princess remarried and became her husband, so she may be removed from the Zhang family tree, and the detailed records of Zhang Fang's birth may also be hidden by the patriarch's order.

Guo Jiayi watched Jin Buhuan sleepless day and night, and had been obsessed with finding Zhang Fang's birth record. He pressed Jin Buhuan's shoulder, who was flipping through the book, and persuaded him, "Buhuan, things may not be as complicated as you think, we don't need to find Zhang Fang's birth records. There is no need to look for the offspring of the midwife who delivered the princess, or even look for the family tree of Zhang. I think Princess Jingwu is Zhang Fang's mother. If Zhang Fang has a special background, as a mother, she may record Some things before and after the birth of the son are hidden in a corner of the tomb."

Wang Mang looked at Jin Buhuan, who had been doing futile work, and sighed: "No change, Chiayi is right, it is really useless for you to check this, when will we enter the tomb?"

Jin Buhuan held his gold-rimmed glasses, raised his head from the thick desk, and looked at the rough young man who walked around and pressed his thick arms on the desk. "As far as I know, after the princess's second husband, Qu Wannian, died in battle, his body was not found, and his clothes were buried with the princess. Therefore, the princess's tomb is very dark, so you have to pick a time to enter!"

When Wang Mang heard this, he said impatiently: "March No. 17, how about midnight?"

Jin Buhuan shook his head mysteriously and looked at Guo Jiayi.Guo Jiayi thought for a while and said: "Brother Mang, the meaning of not changing is to look at my body's reaction. If I want to be bloodthirsty or have a strong feeling of coldness, it means that the sun is strong this day. If it is the opposite, then it is the time when we enter Best moment from Princess Tomb."

Wang Mang looked at the refreshed Guo Jiayi, and thought that the ghost's feeling would be more accurate than the "suitable to break ground" written on the calendar.He left the desk table and fell to rest on Jin Buhuan's bed. He wanted to recharge his batteries in advance, and then went to the princess's tomb to touch things to make a fortune.

Wang Mang lay on the bed snoring loudly, so Jin Buhuan and Guo Jiayi had no choice but to leave the room. They went to a 24-hour all-night teahouse, ordered a pot of West Lake Longjing tea and a few plates of pastries, and chatted while eating.It was already midnight, and the teahouse was brightly lit. Guo Jiayi and Jin Buhuan were sitting on the second floor by the window.

A female ghost dressed in clean white clothes was wandering in the empty street, jumping on her toes one after another, as if using the street as a dance floor.Graceful figure, pure and charming, long hair reaching waist, dancing gracefully.

Guo Jiayi opened the window and inhaled lightly. The smell of the female ghost was extremely pure.

Jin Buhuan also saw the female ghost on the street.He was amazed by her purity. After a while, he remembered something and said to Guo Jiayi: "Chiayi, the letter left by my ancestors also recorded a strange event, saying that there was a magician surnamed Shen in the world at that time." , deceived many extremely pure living souls, and the living souls finally returned to the underworld without souls, scattered all over the world."

Guo Jiayi said: "Pure life soul? I don't think it's easy. What does the sorcerer concentrate on soul life?"

Jin Buhuan said: "It's using them as labor, and my ancestors don't know exactly what to do."

Guo Jiayi asked: "How many living souls are there?"

"Nine thousand."

The female ghost in white was sucked away by a gust of magic wind, Jin Buhuan and Guo Jiayi hurried downstairs to chase after it.

A magic car pulled by three elks was parked on the side of the street. The magic car was covered with thick black curtains. A man wearing a silver bracelet stretched out his hand, and the black magic wind was sucked into his hand. , while the white-clothed female ghost on Mofeng's head looked calm and without struggle. After a while, the female ghost shrunk to the size of a palm and stood in the palm of the man. The man turned the female ghost into the invisible container instantly.The man withdrew his arm, ignoring the person and ghost following him, and flew away in the elk magic car.

Guo Jiayi said in amazement: "You can tell that he is a high-level magician just by looking at his magic car."

Jin Buhuan kept looking up, staring at the elk magic car disappearing into the northwest night sky.

Seven days later, Guo Jiayi notified Wang Mang and Jin Buhuan to act in the evening.When Jin Chaoyang heard that, he immediately went to prepare things for the tomb.

At the end of March, there is a cool breeze, the grass and trees are new, and there is a lot of vitality everywhere.However, on the day Guo Jiayi chose, there were dark clouds and the sky seemed to press down on the ground. The ants on the ground did not return to their nests at night and fled in all directions.The wind broke the fresh green branches and rolled them at people's feet.

The people who approached the mound with their equipment on their backs looked forward and backward, afraid of encountering unclean things.Even Wang Mang, who has always been bold, slowed down with a sullen face and a serious look, holding a long-handled hunting knife tightly in his hand.

Jin Chaoyang protected Jin Buhuan and separated him from Guo Jiayi. After Guo Jiayi knew that he was paranoid, he rushed to the front of the team to lead the way.

Jin Buhuan accused Jin Chaoyang of saying, "Jiayi is my friend and will not hurt me."

Jin Chaoyang said in a low voice, embarrassed: "Princess Jingwu's tomb is extremely dark, and he is a ghost. If something happens to you, young master, our Jin family will have no successors!"

Wang Mang's ears were sharp, and he heard the curse: "Let go of your mother's stinky fart. If you don't change your brother's fortune, how can you be in danger if you are a warlock? You should worry about yourself!"

There is a row of poplar trees that have just sprouted under the mound.The closer he got to the mound, the more oppressive the atmosphere became, and Wang Mang felt icy cold all over his body.Poplar branches rustled.Suddenly, a dark green fireball fell from the sky and landed on Jin Chaoyang's body.Guo Jiayi suddenly turned his head, bared his fangs, and blew with a "huh", and the ghost fireball was blown away by him.

"Ah, mom—" Jin Chaoyang was frightened by the will-o'-the-wisp and Guo Jiayi's fangs, and immediately fell to the ground, feeling a tingling tingle in his hands, and he grabbed Jin Buchang's pants for help.

Jin Buhuan pulled him up, stretched out his hand and pinched the biting ants crawling on his hand one by one to death.He didn't dare to make a move anymore!The ant carcass in his hand was flowing with green water, obviously it was a tomb ant, and the ant had corpse poison on it.

Guo Jiayi came up and took Jin Buchang's hand, wiped it with his ghost hand, and all the poison of the corpse was dissolved.The ants in the tomb knew that Guo Jiayi was a ghost of the underworld, so they took a detour to avoid it, separated the crowd and fled back to the tomb.Guo Jiayi stretched out his ghost hand, and a blue-green ghost power overflowed from the palm of his hand. This ghost power turned into ghost fire and spread to all the cracks in the ground where the ants of the tomb had penetrated. painting.

Wang Mang opened his tiger eyes and shouted excitedly: "We found the entrance to the tomb!"

Guo Jiayi continued to exert force, and finally knocked open the sealed tomb passage in the shape of a flying phoenix.Wang Mang, Jin Buhuan, and Jin Chaoyang carefully stepped forward to watch. Jin Buhuan took out a bright flashlight to search the tomb passage. When they saw that the tomb passage was two side-by-side passages, they were stunned for a moment. Why is there a double passage in the princess tomb?

Wang Mang, who was the first to come back to his senses, speculated: "Maybe the princess has an unfortunate marriage. She married two people successively. In ancient times, she was superstitious. She was afraid that the ghosts of her two husbands would be entangled with each other after death. Mostly, the purpose of setting up this tomb is to resolve conflicts and separate them. "

Jin Buhuan's lenses were covered with fog, and he avoided Wang Mang who was talking to him.After thinking for a while, he said: "Perhaps, this is the life-and-death tomb passage specially built in the legend to restrain tomb robbers. Those who break into the death tomb passage will die, and those who break into the living tomb passage may return safely. , just exchange some low-level funerary objects for money to live on.”

Wang Mang asked Guo Jiayi which tomb path he should choose to go down. Guo Jiayi put away his fangs and said with a smile: "Of course I go down the "dead" tomb path. There is delicious food there..."

Jin Zhaoyang burst into tears when he heard the collapse, and the others also heard a shameful sound of running water. The eight-foot man heard that there was something evil in the tomb passage, and immediately peed his pants in fright.

Wang Mang stared at the tiger and walked over, grabbed the opponent's arm, dragged him away from the entrance of the tomb, and then hid him behind a thick poplar tree. Then, the knife in his hand fell, and Jin Chaoyang leaned against the tree pole and fell into a coma. .Wang Mang walked out of the poplar forest cursing and came to the entrance of the tomb.

"What a pity, how did you find such a burden?"

Jin Buhuan persuaded in a low voice: "Brother Mang, he wasn't like this before..."

Guo Jiayi waved his ghostly hand to signal the two to be quiet.For some reason, the wind around the sealed mound stopped strangely!Only the suppressed breathing of the three men remained.Guo Jiayi stretched out ghost hands, Wang Mang and Jin Buhuan grabbed one respectively, Guo Jiayi led them and jumped into the "dead" tomb.On both sides of the tomb passage, there are dozens of sculptures of ancient mythical beasts in different shapes. The light they emit is like green ripples smudged by water, swaying on the three bodies in circles.

"Is there no wind at all?"

"The tomb passage is too closed, there will be no zombies in the dead tomb passage..."

"Jiayi, why don't you speak?"

Wang Mang and Jin Buhuan felt nervous. They didn't know what would be in the depths of the tomb, and they felt distrustful of Guo Jiayi who didn't speak. The ghost hands in their hands became more and more empty, until they finally let go of the ghost hands.

Wang Mang and Jin Buhuan felt that the speed of landing stopped, and then their feet touched the long-lost ground.It turned out that Guo Jiayi lifted the collars of the two at the end to help them fall to the bottom of the tomb.

Wang Mang and Jin Buchang staggered one step at a time.They found something wrapped around one of their legs, and the thing snaked up and quickly climbed up to their waists.Wang Mang tore it off in a hurry, and found that the thing in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Guo Jiayi spoke from the side, his voice was ethereal and cold. "This is a virtual leech, it's harmless to people, just let it crawl, and something else will come over later..."

At this time, Guo Jiayi lit the ever-burning lamp on the wall of the tomb with will-o'-the-wisp.Four nimble gray rabbits jumped out of the tomb and jumped on the heads of Wang Mang and Jin Buhuan, and gnawed their scalps.Wang Mang pulled out the long-handled knife pinned to his waist, swiped it twice, and beheaded the gray rabbit.Jin Buhuan reached out and grabbed the feet of the two gray rabbits, and slammed their heads against the tomb wall, smashing the heads of the gray rabbits flat, and he threw down the gray rabbits' bodies.

Wang Mang laughed and said, "Jiayi, you are a ghost and you are afraid of rabbits. Just now, seeing your ghostly face, I thought I met a thousand-year-old rice dumpling."

Guo Jiayi turned around behind Wang Mang, covered his mouth with a ghostly hand, and said in a low voice, "The tomb guard beast in the tomb is not something you can offend."

Jin Buhuan asked in surprise, "The gray rabbit is a tomb guard beast?"

Guo Jiayi shook his head and said, "They are one of the food of the tomb guard beast."

Guo Jiayi let go of Wang Mang, waved his ghost hand back, and the corpses and ghosts of the four gray rabbits were all absorbed into his body.

"Oh—" A white tiger guarding the tomb, swift as the wind, rushed towards Wang Mang. Wang Mang squatted down and took a steady step, raising his long-handled knife to resist, but this smart white tiger turned sideways in the air and kicked it with a tiger claw. Wang Mang's left eye, Wang Mang covered his eyes with pain and fell to the ground.