President's Legendary Master

"I have learned a lot, I have gained a lot of experience!" Although he was dressed as if he was about to enter a sterile laboratory, Professor Wang Yishui still had the spirit of academic research and recorded this.

After walking through the tomb passage, they arrived at the place they said.

This tomb is indeed strange, surrounded by rotten wood and some framed stones, but a stone platform is horizontal in the tomb. At the entrance, a man is lying on a makeshift emergency bed, breathing oxygen, surrounded by Three or five people are taking care of him. It seems that there should be doctors, nurses and archaeologists.

The ingredients are quite complicated.

Seeing them coming, they looked over one after another, and they were obviously more excited when they saw Professor Wang Yishui: "Teacher."

It turned out that these were all his students, but students of elective courses. Of course, it was reasonable to call him a teacher.

"Little Heavenly Master, take a look, what should we do about this?" Wang Yishui nodded, and pulled Daomiao to the patient: "He has been like this for a day."

"Let me see." The little celestial master immediately bent down and lowered his head, carefully observing the lying person.

This man named Fang Xinhan is very young, probably less than 30 years old. Also, when he goes to the tomb at this time, the people who walk in front are basically young people. First, he has strong yang energy and strong firepower; They are agile and agile, much more flexible than old people like Professor Wang Yishui.

And Fang Xinhan is indeed suitable for exploring the road. Although this guy is an archaeologist, he looks very tall and has small muscles all over his body. He is said to be a Sanda enthusiast and an amateur champion.

For things like martial arts, anyone who can become a champion, even an amateur, is very good.

It's no wonder that he is at the forefront, a man of high art is bold.

But at this very moment, Fang Xinhan was lying unconscious on a temporary marching hospital bed.

His complexion was also very dark.

"What's the matter? Is this an injury?" The little celestial master felt the pulse of this man, he looked very weak, but a young man would never have the pulse of an old man who is dying.

"No injury, no trauma at all, but just unconscious, can't wake up no matter how much you scream, body temperature is a little low, pulse and heartbeat are normal." The doctor next to him probably knows the origin of the little celestial master, so he answered whatever he asked: "At present, only fat emulsion, saline and glucose can be used."

"The reason why I didn't carry it out is because the teacher is waiting for you." The little nurse whispered from the side: "And the senior is very heavy."

Because when it was carried to the bed, it was a bit strenuous, so carry it out?Everyone doesn't have that confidence.

The feeling of being unable to lift does not mean that he is heavy or fat, but that he is so heavy, which is very strange.

This is also the reason why everyone agrees with the teacher's decision. Everyone thinks it's a bit weird.

Moreover, the teacher's amulets all ignited spontaneously. Everyone took off the amulets and put them around to protect Fang Xinhan. As a result, one after another, one burned every two hours. This is too weird. , it would have already collapsed at this moment.

Who is still here to take care of the seniors?

"I see." The little celestial master thought for a while, then turned to ask Dugu Haoyan: "Has our car entered the camp?"

"It drove in, but it didn't reach the entrance of the tomb." Dugu Haoyan said, "Do you want to drive over?"

"Drive here." The little celestial master instructed Dugu Haoyan: "I remember there are two packs of white candles? Open one pack and take out ten. There is castor oil in the car. Soak ten candles in castor oil for 15 minutes." , and bring it over."

"Okay!" Dugu Haoyan turned around and went out to prepare.

"You don't want to stay here any longer, you all get out, just leave Professor Wang and this doctor behind." Little Heavenly Master doesn't know what the doctor's name is, anyway, there is only such a doctor now, he doesn't call his name, he calls him Doctor Also know who it is.

"Oh, yes, you all go out and ask Xiao Zhang and other young people to come in. The girls are all out. This is not a place for girls." It was the little nurse and a clerk who followed her out.

The little celestial master took the opportunity to take out a stack of yellow paper and put it under Fang Xinhan's pillow.

In addition, I asked Fang Xinhan some basic information, needless to say his name, age, zodiac sign, and date of birth.

After looking at his resume, he found out that this young man, besides being an amateur Sanda champion, is also a graduate student, studying archeology, and a full scholarship recipient.

Is a very good person.

After a while, Dugu Haoyan came back with four young men: "Here are the things."

"En." The little celestial master quickly brought over ten candles, placed them around the hospital bed, and lit them one by one.

"What's this for?" Professor Wang Yishui was curious, and he didn't know why an old man of his age was so curious about everything.

"People have three souls and seven souls. These ten candles represent Fang's three souls and seven souls. He is so heavy that people can't move him away. I guess there is something missing. I'm not sure what he is missing now. Where is it wrong, so I have to experiment." The little celestial master explained the truth: "Light a candle to see the situation."

Ten candles were lit one by one, and everyone was ordered not to speak loudly, not to pant, and not to walk back and forth, and just stood dryly on one side, treating themselves as objects.

This is the tomb, so there is no need to worry about the wind blowing. As long as people don't move, the candle will be fine.

The candle burns slowly, the candle light gradually rises from small to large, the size is different, but they are similar, burning slowly, but the color is not right.

At first it was an ordinary color, but later on, the color gradually became dim. Although the orange color is still the same color, it still has a little green meaning.

It was originally in the tomb, and with such a hint of green color, it immediately felt like a ghost movie.

But soon, people saw the abnormality with their own eyes. The burning flame of the candle in the southeast corner floated towards the person on the bed.

And the candlelight color of the candle gradually turned into blood red, and that blood color became thicker and thicker!

People who saw this situation for the first time gasped in fright!

"Understood." Under such circumstances, the little celestial master was still calm and composed, and then he blew out the candles one by one.

This move made people look at him in the wrong way.

As expected of a heavenly master, this courage.

"How is it?" Professor Wang Yishui was also terrified. Although the old man had experienced a lot, he had no choice but to know nothing about it. Seeing the student he liked lying there not knowing whether he was alive or dead, could he not be worried?

"He has a soul that has been shocked out of the body, and the human soul is the most important of the three souls and seven souls. It can survive for ten days at most after being separated from the body. Fortunately, we came fast enough, and it has not passed 24 hours." Xiao Tianshi Said: "You have to summon his soul."

"What do you need to use? A big rooster? A soul-calling banner?" Professor Wang Yishui was still very active: "What about incense sticks?"

"It's not that simple." The little celestial master looked at the table: "Let you see the world."

After finishing speaking, he threw out the Mingzhi paper money in his hand. These paper money were all sprinkled on the table, but the paper money was floating in the air without falling to the ground, and then "huh", it landed!

And it was burning with red flames.

That kind of blood red is the same color as before.

"This, this, this..." Professor Wang Yishui pointed at the vision, stunned and speechless.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is not a tomb room." The little Heavenly Master's words were astonishing.

"impossible."

"This is the tomb."

"The door to the tomb outside is there."

"The tomb path in front is flat." The little heavenly master said, "The ancient tombs are all underground or in the middle of the mountain. You say this is the ancient tomb of the Zhou Dynasty. No matter what generation it is, it should have been buried at that time." It is underground, and the funerals of different dynasties are different. During the Han and Tang Dynasties, mountains were used as mausoleums, but at first there were not so many manpower and material resources to move mountains and fill the sea. install."

"Yes!"

"However, when we walked the tomb passage just now, I was puzzled. This is parallel. The tomb passages we went down to the tomb a few times ago were all inclined. The downward slope should go deep into the ground. Remember? We walked It is parallel, that is to say, we are on the same level as this tomb, not underground."

"It's really...why didn't we notice it?" Professor Wang Yishui was very shrewd when he talked about the professional field: "It really is, and the tomb here doesn't seem to have any funeral objects."

"It's because something happened before you did the investigation, and you were all thinking about how to save people, and you didn't have time to think about this thing." The little celestial master said: "Looking at it now, this is not a tomb."

"What is that?" Everyone said in unison.

"This should be an altar." The little celestial master said seriously, "It's a place for offering sacrifices to the dead."

Dugu Haoyan looked around: "No wonder he just stepped on it and fainted."

"It's not fainting, he lost his soul, and his contact with the altar was too short, so he was rescued. Thanks to you, you put amulets around him to protect his soul. Otherwise, he would be dead now." It's time to die." The little celestial master looked at the altar: "This should be a very large altar, look at the scale."

Isn't that right? It's three to five hundred square meters in size, and the table is covered with dust. They don't know what's going on inside.

An accident happened before it could be cleaned up.

"Then what should we do?" Professor Wang Yishui was counting on him.

"Calling the soul, you can't watch him wait to die, can you?" The little celestial master took out a handful of soybeans and sprinkled them on the hospital bed: "Okay, move it outside, there is room here."

"Yes, yes." Everyone hurriedly moved the bed out by at least five meters.

There is a lot of space here, and every word echoes.

"This space is big enough." Little Heavenly Master said to Dugu Haoyan, "Help me get a stack of mulberry paper."

"One stack?" Dugu Haoyan frowned: "There are only two stacks in the car."

The mulberry white paper used by the little celestial master is different from ordinary mulberry white paper. The production process is very complicated, and there can be only one stack in a year.

"Bring it here, it's troublesome today. If you want to go to the altar to return someone else's soul, if the average person loses a soul, at most they will have no energy. People will still be awake, but look at him, he is already unconscious , it can be seen that this soul has been taken away by others, and we must get it back." The little celestial master said: "It's very troublesome."

"So serious?" Dugu Haoyan was unhappy: "I'll be with you."

"If you protect me, I will point to you to provide me with safety." The little celestial master said: "Besides, I am not living in the dark, I am going to negotiate."

"Whether it's negotiating or something else, go and wake up the person first." Professor Wang Yishui was very anxious: "The longer the delay, the more dangerous this child will be."

"Okay, let's get ready." The little celestial master ordered, and the group of people went to prepare.

Soon, the mulberry paper was brought by Dugu Haoyan, and the little celestial master stood up and began to fold the paper. He folded a very simple paper bridge and came out.

With three ropes tied full of yellow paper talismans, two were tied at the end of the bridge, connecting the paper bridge, one was tied around his waist, and Dugu Haoyan was pulling at the other end: "Something has changed, the future will be broken." I can pull it back."