[Grave Robber] Dragon Soul

Countless black bats flapped their fleshy wings and pounced on the tall Dakini. It only took a while to grab and bite the upper body of the living corpse into a skeleton. The black minced meat stuck to the bones, dragging along with the bloody internal organs and intestines. However, these did not hinder the interest of the bats, as if they were commanded by someone, they united and cooperated in an incredible way. After gnawing off the upper body of the dakini, they flew down to continue to bite.

It is not a good thing for Jian Sansheng and others that the dakini were eaten up by bats. If the bats found them living people, I am afraid they would not let them go. Coupled with what Qianzi said, Jian Sansheng couldn't help frowning He gestured to the others to retreat.

Wang Ziqian walked in front holding Jian Wuzheng's hand, and everyone followed closely behind, not daring to slow down at all, for fear that the group of mutated bats that eat people and don't spit out bones will catch up.

Follow Qianzi all the way back, spared a few corners, but Jian Wuzheng felt more and more wrong as he walked. I remember that when I came in before, the corridor full of Dakini murals was not very long, but now, several people are here His legs were already sore in the corridor, but he still couldn't see the exit.

"Wait." Wei Wei pulled Wang Ziqian forcefully, Jian Wuzheng and Qian Ziqian who stopped and looked at each other looked at each other, then turned around and said to the others: "I think there is something wrong with this corridor, have we gone astray? "

Let the little ancestor say this, Brother Bei scratched his head, a trace of doubt appeared on his fierce face, and said: "I think... It seems that the road has become longer."

"Yeah, we definitely didn't walk so long when we came here just now." Seeing what Brother Bei said, Huo San'er also bent down and rubbed his legs, then stretched out his hand and gestured for a length and said: "That road is only that long. "

Jian Sansheng glanced back, saw that the bat did not show any signs of chasing him, so he calmed down a little, then looked at Wang Ziqian, and then said: "Qianzi, you have taken the right route, don't tell me that you have been here for so many years Are you still a road idiot?"

"How is it possible? There are only a few turns in this corridor, and there are no forks in the road. No matter how crazy you are, you can't make mistakes." Glaring at the second brother, Jian Wuzheng defended Wang Ziqian: "Think about it. , Did we overlook something when we left just now, or was there anything strange?"

Nodding slightly, Jian Sansheng straightened his face and said, "That's right, think about whether there are some murals or decorations that you haven't seen before, think carefully, and say what you have."

"Mural?" Hearing Er Ye's words, something flashed in Ling Muyang's mind, but he didn't catch it too fast, but the feeling that there was absolutely something but couldn't think of it was very strong, like a dream that was about to come out. The name came to his lips but he couldn’t come up with it, which made him uncomfortable: “I seem to see a repeated mural... but I forgot where it is.

"Hey, the mausoleum, let's walk through this tomb passage twice, we must see repeated murals, aren't you crap." Sighing, Jian Sansheng looked at Ling Muyang helplessly, his eyes full of pity.

Being hurt by Jian Sansheng so much, Ling Muyang stared angrily at first, then clapped his hands as if he had opened his eyes and said: "Yes, this is it! I remembered that the mural was on my right side when I left. At that time, I was explaining the origin of Dakini to Cheng Yue, so I had a deep impression on that painting, but this time we walked back, and the mural was still on my right hand. This is the strange thing. Think about it, it stands to reason It should be on my left when walking back!"

"I remembered it too, it's true." Cheng Yue stretched out his strong and powerful arms and thumped the wall, saying, "It seems we've got the right way."

"Ghost hits the wall." Looking at Cheng Yue, Wang Ziqian said calmly.

Nodding in agreement, Cheng Yue glanced around casually, and said with a smile: "The ghost hits the wall, the ghost hits the wall, that ghost is probably right next to us, but I don't know what it wants to hold us back, if it wants our brother If a few die here, it can only be destroyed humanely."

"Yo, our big tiger can also exorcise ghosts?" Seeing Cheng Yue's confident look, Jian Sansheng burst into laughter, and said with a joke: "So the Five Elements Art can also do this?"

"I don't know. My ability has nothing to do with exorcising ghosts. Let me exorcise ghosts. It's better to just call a quack Taoist." Cheng Yue spread his hands indifferently, seeing that the second master was about to explode. , hurriedly made a gesture and continued: "But I know how to find that ghost, and we old men are afraid that we won't be able to destroy it by then?"

Casting a suspicious glance at Cheng Yue, Jian Sansheng raised his chin: "Tell me about your method."

"If Yangyang's compass is still there, it would be much easier. Now that the compass has been stolen, we have to use the old method." Looking at Lingmuyang meaningfully, Cheng Yue turned his head and asked the others: "Who brought the compass?" Where's the phone?"

Being swept away by his malicious gaze, Mausoleum felt chills all over his body, and couldn't help shaking a little, thinking that this dead tiger really refused to let him go...

Puzzled by Cheng Yue's words, Jian Wuzheng took out his mobile phone and said, "I brought it, but we won't be able to receive the signal before we get to the lake, why do you want it?"

Huo San'er next to him also showed his doubts and said: "I have it too, but I don't know if there is still electricity. Brother Cheng, you don't want to use your mobile phone to talk to ghosts, do you?"

Shaking his head, Cheng Yue didn't take the mobile phones handed over by the two, but showed a sly smile: "Don't give it to me, you take a few photos with your mobile phones and try to take a few pictures to the side, and see what you can take."

Hearing this, everyone finally understood what Cheng Yue meant, and now even Guo Datou and Bei Ge were in high spirits, and they took out their phones that had been turned off, and laughed and said, "Tiger's idea is interesting. I have also heard many such ghost stories, and I thought they were just bluffing, but I never thought that ghost images could really be seen."

"Try it and you'll know." Cheng Yue was not in a hurry to affirm, but just folded his arms and smiled while watching them tinker with the camera function of his mobile phone.

Turning on the flash, Jian Wuzheng took two random photos. After the strong white light shone, she found that there were no other weird things on the phone screen except for the stone wall murals, so she said, "Let's keep going, take pictures as we go."

Habitually took out a cigarette and lit it, Jian Sansheng was thinking about some things in his mind, looked back at the depths of the dark and gloomy corridor, was stunned for a while, then waved for everyone to continue walking.As for this ghost hitting the wall, they have encountered it several times before, but those are all organs designed by ancient Fengshui masters when they built the royal tomb. Spin around in one place.

But this time the ghost hitting the wall is obviously different from the previous ones. It may not be as simple as a mechanism to trap all three beasts in it.

Several people walked and took pictures, and there was a "click" sound from time to time in the cold tomb passage. Wang Ziqian pulled Jian Wuzheng, who was busy taking pictures, staring ahead cautiously with his dark eyes, for fear of missing anything that was wrong, and occasionally turned his head. A low voice reminded Wuzheng to pay attention to his feet.

The plain sweetness of the two made the big tiger who was walking behind with his hands in his pockets jealous. He pretended to glance at Ling Muyang who was walking beside him with his head bowed, thinking when the two of them would be like Qinglong and the Jian family. Like the third master, holding each other's hands will never separate again.

But I don't know that the mausoleum is looking at Wang Ziqian holding Jian Wuzheng's hand at this moment, thinking in his heart, it feels good to be protected by someone, especially a man as strong as Qinglong, the young ancestor of the Jian family is really lucky, the two are destined Even the emperor and I can't change the marriage line.Unlike him, even though he is Suzaku, he is capable of pinching and calculating, but no matter how hard he calculates, he can't calculate his own destiny.

They walked for a while with their own thoughts, and suddenly heard a scream from the side, and the others turned their heads to look, and found that Huo San'er's hand shook, and he had dropped the phone to the ground.

"What's the matter, San'er?" Jian Sansheng approached two steps, and asked suspiciously, to be honest, he had never seen Huo San'er so frightened by anything.

"I'll go, it's all right." After wiping off his cold sweat, Huo San'er bent down to pick up his mobile phone, wiped it twice, and said, "It's a good thing it's from Nokia, otherwise it would be broken."

"What's the matter? It's all right." Gazing at the other party, Jian Sansheng reached out and took Huo San'er's cell phone. Seeing that the cell phone was not broken, he flipped to the front screen. His face turned green, but the exclamation was stuck in his throat and did not come out.

Seeing Zhang Yan also showed a startled expression, several people hurriedly gathered around, only to see a blurred face appearing on the screen of Huo Saner's Nokia.The man's face was extremely pale, and his facial features were completely unclear. He could only vaguely see the strange smile on the mouth covered by a few strands of hair.

"That is to say..." Ling Muyang stroked his chest and looked around in horror: "When you took a picture just now, that ghost was standing in front of you..."

At first, I thought it was nothing, but after Ling Muyang finished speaking, Huo San'er's scalp exploded, and he shouted angrily: "I'm so damn hard to think about it, and you reminded me on purpose!"

Cursing the corners of his mouth wretchedly, Mausoleum continued: "Not only is it standing in front of you, it is also sticking to your face..."

"Damn!" Thinking about Ling Muyang's words, Huo San'er exploded immediately, and rushed to punch and kick him, but was grabbed by Brother Bei who was next to him.

"I have this too, look." Brother Bei's complexion was not very good, he lit his Samsung straight full touch screen phone in front of everyone's eyes, and said in a low voice: "This ghost seems to be a bit fierce."

Brother Bei's full-touch screen mobile phone has a large screen, and the things it sees are more obvious, but he didn't fully capture the appearance of the ghost. He only saw a blood-red dress flashing across the palm-sized screen, and the thick dark red Underneath, a pale human hand with two broken fingers was half covered.

"Ning Yu crying ghosts don't see laughter, a hundred thousand white clothes are not as good as red." Sighing, Jian Sansheng snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The old ancestor's words have never been wrong, but I didn't expect us to be so unlucky. Meet this fierce red-clothed smiling ghost."