Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

How could Dao Feng turn a blind eye to such an obvious and weird thing?Unless he can't see that thing at all, that is to say, the owner of this hair is a ghost that only I can see.

ghost.

I was startled, cold sweat ran down my forehead, and when I looked carefully, a pale and slender jade hand was slowly stretching out from behind the waterfall-like black hair, and the target was naturally Dao Feng.

And now Dao Feng basically doesn't need my hands to support it, and he can turn up with his hands just by using his hands.

"Dao Feng!" In desperation, I had no way to transform that ghost immediately, so I could only straighten my body immediately, and desperately hugged Dao Feng's legs with my hands to prevent him from continuing the following movements.

"What?" With his legs and feet restrained, Dao Feng looked down at me suspiciously, completely unaware that there was a ghost lying beside him.

"Come down quickly, it's dangerous up there." More and more black hairs were falling from the gap. I was anxious, and I didn't care about my image. I climbed up to Dao Feng's waist with my two hands, and hugged him as soon as I gritted my teeth. down.

With his feet on the ground, Dao Feng looked over his head and looked at me with a puzzled expression, as if he wanted me to give him an explanation.

"There are ghosts on it." This situation was embarrassing no matter what, so I gestured and told him what I saw in the simplest words.

Dao Feng understood what I meant, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

In the current situation, even if it is full of ghosts, the two of us must go up, so I, the ghost sealer, can only find a way to deal with it.

"I'll go first." After thinking for a moment, I took out the lighter in my pocket, drew the dark fire on my fingers, and then turned to Dao Feng with the lighter in my mouth, beckoning him to help me.

Dao Feng quickly understood, and with his incomparable strength, the two of us cooperated tacitly, and within a few minutes I climbed up the gap.

I leaned into the tomb, and the long-haired ghost was by my hand. I watched her stretch out her hand towards me with dull eyes, and thought that this female ghost was not bad, but it is a pity that she died in such a place at a young age.But since she delivered it to my door by herself, I had no choice but to recycle the waste.

I raised my hand and grabbed that white arm, a gust of cold instantly invaded my whole body, I shivered from the cold, and then used my strength to climb into the tomb with my hands and feet and one breath.

Dao Feng probably only saw me holding something in the air below.

After entering the tomb, I looked around and found that it was quiet and empty, lifeless, without any sound. The eerie and cold feeling was definitely no less than the breath of the wronged soul, and except for the purple underworld light in my hand, everything else was pitch black. invisible.

Hmm... and this beautiful female ghost next to me.

"Sister, how about sending you to reincarnation?" I asked, pulling her hair.

The female ghost obviously didn't expect me to touch her at all, and climbed up with her strength. At this moment, she stared at me in a stunned manner, and even her long black hair stopped falling.

Regardless of whether she agreed or not, I stretched out my hand stained with the fire of the underworld, and lit three underworld lamps on her back, then ignored her and looked down.

"Dao Feng." I lay on the gap, stretched out my hand and said, "Come up quickly."

Dao Feng nodded, kicked hard on the cave wall with his left foot, grabbed my hand, climbed up after a few strokes, and landed firmly next to me.

Instead of asking me what happened to the ghost, Dao Feng took out another wolf-eyed flashlight from his backpack, shone it around, and said, "Go find them."

"Yeah." I stood up, took another look at the female ghost who had almost disappeared, pulled out the flashlight from my belt, lit it up, and followed behind Dao Feng.

I have never been to an ancient tomb before, so I thought it would be bigger than an ordinary tomb, with a little more stuff, and a few dead people buried there. How many Qin Shihuang?But now that I really walked here, I realized that the older something is, the more dangerous and mysterious it is. The twists and turns we spent before entering the tomb are enough to prove that the identity of the owner of the ancient tomb is absolutely extraordinary. .

The tomb that the last batch of tomb thieves opened up doesn't look that big. There are copper lamps in the corners. These lamps are about half the height of a person. The slender body supports a lotus-shaped lampstand. The unknown liquid and wick, which seemed to have been extinguished for a long time.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for any lamp to burn for a long time in a completely enclosed environment like an ancient tomb, because there is not enough oxygen. By.

In the middle of the tomb is a large celadon vat, which is as tall as a person, and can only be surrounded by four adults holding hands. The body of the vat is covered with blue glaze, and the porcelain is fine. The grassland looks majestic, majestic, dignified and simple, and it can be called a shocking work. Even a low-level tomb robber like me can see the value of this thing.

I just don't know what to do with such a large tank here.

"Couldn't there be countless gold and silver treasures in it?" Holding a wolf-eyed flashlight, I walked to the side of the celadon vat, wanting to see what happened, but was stopped by Dao Feng behind me.

"Don't touch it randomly, be careful it's poisonous." Dao Feng threw me a pair of gloves and motioned for me to put them on.

I was stunned for a moment, and thought to apply poison on the urn, why is the owner of the tomb as narrow-minded as a woman, a typical miser.But after thinking about it, I put on the gloves honestly.

"I don't even have a coffin. Is this the ear chamber?" Although the uncle has told me a lot of basic knowledge about tomb robbery before, it is still a bit unfamiliar to use. I am also very vague about the specific concept of the ear chamber. I only know that it is next to the main tomb. The small room is mainly used for hoarding artifacts.

"No." Dao Feng waved his hand, seemed to think of something two seconds later, then nodded and said, "It's almost the same."

I lost my temper because of his unspoken way of speaking, so that the answers are always ambiguous. I thought it would be great if the uncle was here, and he could at least explain it to me.

"Then where are we going now?" Sighing helplessly, I saw that there was nothing more worth studying in this tomb, so I turned my head to look at Dao Feng.

Dao Feng pointed to an exit ahead with his flashlight, and said, "Over there."

Since I didn't see what was in the big celadon vat, I always had a lump in my heart. Even if I followed Dao Feng out of the tomb, I always thought that I must come back and have a look. If there is a treasure inside, I will take it away.

The tomb passage outside the tomb was silent and dark. Walking inside, I could only hear the footsteps of Dao Feng and me. It was very depressing and gave me the illusion that my heartbeat was slowing down.

"Is there a mark left by Wu Mou here?" I don't know if it's because of the big tank, I always feel that someone is following us, but when I use a flashlight to look behind, there is nothing.

Dao Feng obviously noticed this too, but he is a brave man, and he is not afraid of those sneaky things hidden in the dark at all, so he just glanced at it a little and didn't pay any attention to it.

I think for him, except for the invisible ghosts, everything else can be settled with both hands.

"No, they shouldn't have gone far." Dao Feng kept turning the flashlight, shining on the surrounding walls.

I looked in the direction where he was shining, and found that there were many colorful murals and large and dense texts on the surrounding stone walls. Those murals included figures as well as mountains and rivers. I could occasionally understand a few of them. The text part I can't read it at all.

These brightly colored and concise murals are very strange. Basically, there is a woman in each painting, but this woman always faces the audience, that is to say, people like me standing in front of the painting, You can only see her back forever.

What is the reason why she refused to show her face, and why did the owner of the tomb use so many murals to record a woman?Could it be that the owner of the tomb is the woman in this painting, then what is the significance of her leaving so many murals here with only her back?

More and more doubts formed in my mind, and the pace of my feet gradually slowed down. I couldn't help but observe these murals more carefully.

Looking at it, I even felt like I was there. The woman's sorrow and sorrow and the helplessness of being in a high position made me feel chills and very sad. I wished I could immediately enter the painting to save her and hold her in my arms. Li carefully comforted.

This inexplicable feeling lasted until my arm suddenly ached, and my whole body was pulled aside.

"Fuck, what's the matter?" I rubbed my arms and looked at Dao Feng angrily: "Why are you pinching me when you have nothing to do?"

"What were you looking at just now?" Dao Feng looked at me in a daze, his eyebrows almost wrinkled together.

"Murals, what else can I see." I asked strangely, "Didn't you also look at it just now?"

"There are no murals here." Not only did he frown this time, Dao Feng looked at me as if he was looking at an alien. He shined his flashlight on the stone wall again and asked me to see it.

I couldn't believe it. I raised the wolf eyes in my hand to shine on the same place as him, but I was surprised to find that those dreamy, beautiful and colorful murals really disappeared, and there was nothing on the blue-gray stone wall, just a bare piece.

"Impossible..." I said dumbly: "I just saw that there are many murals here, and there is a woman..."

Such a real scene, no matter how you think about it, it can't be a dream, not to mention that it's only a few minutes, how can I sleep under Dao Feng's nose?

"Could it be...an hallucination?" As soon as the words came out, I immediately shook my head and rejected my judgment. If it was an hallucination, then why did I only appear, but Dao Feng was fine?

Unless I saw something he didn't notice, or he couldn't notice...

A light flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered that after I left the tomb with the large celadon vat, I always felt that someone was following me, and I looked back frequently, maybe...