Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Sheng Lingyuan in the coffin sneered lowly.

Xiao Zheng thought it was Xuan Ji, and sprayed: "What are you laughing at, don't be so sly by your side, I'll settle the score with you later!"

Xuan Ji: "..."

What a big pot.

"Lao Lang was obsessed with ghosts before, and he didn't know where he got in touch with. He got a small black pot. He said it was earned in blood...he earned the money, and I...I just helped him a little, and got a little change... Really Yes! None of my business!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Xuan Ji gave him a kick, "Then what's going on with this robbery hole?"

The goatee's eyes rolled wildly, this man's life force was like a cockroach, just now he was so frightened that all his souls flew around, but after a while, he seemed to get used to it a little bit, and started to make up nonsense again.

Also a talent.

At this moment, Sheng Lingyuan in the coffin breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly moved, standing up while supporting the bronze coffin.

The goatee met his gaze, and great fear flashed across his face, almost wanting to curl up under Xuan Ji's feet: "I say, I say!"

"He ran out of spells in his little black jar, tasted the sweetness, asked someone to ask for it again, and found a way, well, it seems to be...that closed disciple of Master Yuede, who spent tens of thousands of dollars just to invite people to dinner, Begging grandpa to tell grandma, even pulling the pimp, but Lao Lang scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously. Later, a little girl who slept with someone said that the old man was drunk and lied, saying that their "things" came from the ground The ones that were dug up are gone now, and they all snatched them up fiercely... Lao Lang is obsessed with it, so let her dig it somewhere..."

Xuan Ji: "Then you guys have the audacity to dig mass graves?"

Goatee: "We just hit our luck... don't know if this is... this is..."

Xiao Zheng: "What mass grave?"

"I'll explain to you later," Xuan Ji vaguely smelled something, knelt down and grabbed the collar of the goatee, "Who painted the paint on the ground?"

The face of the goatee was distorted in the dim light of the phone screen, and he moved his lips: "It's Lao Lang... Lao Lang got it from somewhere... He said it was a talisman, in case there was something underground, be prepared ...We hired a group of 'soil masters', just... the tomb robbers, took the map that the woman stole, and dug all the way...to here, and saw this..."

He raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to the bronze coffin.

Sheng Lingyuan was probably cold, his hands were blue from the cold, his fingers lightly brushed the lines on the bronze coffin, he was lost in thought, his expression was cold and empty, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The group of desperadoes who robbed the tomb, when they saw the coffin, they seemed to have taken medicine. They were all crazy. An old guy told them not to touch the things here, because he looked at the gloomy place and felt that Fengshui No, he said that if buried in such a place, he would definitely die a bad death, and he would have to be reborn forever... The old guy also said that the coffin was surrounded by water, and the incantations engraved on the stone platform were stern, although he didn't know what it meant, But it seems to mean suppressing evil spirits... But they don't listen. Some people say that the bronze coffin looks like an old object from the Kyushu melee period. It has been thousands of years. The coffin is so well preserved, there must be treasures inside..."

Xuan Ji could imagine that when these people quarreled, the one who was more greedy for money and shameless won in the end: "Did you open the coffin?"

"No, no, no! It's not 'us', it's them! I told them not to open it!" Goatee denied it, "Lao Lang said to draw the 'talisman' first, for peace of mind, they are on the stone platform Paint that...that, and burn incense and kowtow to the coffin..."

Xuan Ji was speechless: "You guys are quite particular about the sense of ritual, why, do you want to dig graves in a civilized way?"

The eyes of the goatee were like will-o'-the-wisps, faint and frightening: "When they opened the coffin, the old tomb robber and I didn't dare to go there. Those people teamed up to pry open the lid and saw...there was something inside... The corpse of a... person..."

Xuan Ji was puzzled: "Nonsense, what else?"

Could it be that such a big coffin can hold a dog inside?

"A... person..." The goatee swallowed hard, and hissed, "It's not a bone! It's not a mummy either! It's not rotten at all, as if, as if asleep... limbs... long eyebrows The nails were driven into the coffin..."

Xuan Ji heard a "creak", Sheng Lingyuan supported the coffin and stood up expressionlessly, pressing the bronze coffin into a piece.

"The old tomb robber knelt down on the spot... But those people seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, calling out 'baby', and they all rushed up, even squeezing the nails on the corpse...Because there was a conflict over the robbery, one of the tomb robbers He also suddenly took out a knife and stabbed his accomplice to death on the spot...the blood flowed all over the coffin...but...but I saw that there was nothing in the coffin except the corpse!"

Condensed water droplets rolled down from the cold mountain wall, landed in the pool with a "tick", and rolled out with thin ripples, chilling Xuan Ji's bare back.

"I went crazy with fright. Those tomb robbers were all red-eyed, and they started killing each other, as if they had a deep hatred for each other. That idiot, Lao Lang, didn't know which nerve was not at home. He didn't go up to grab it, and he didn't run away. Standing blankly next to the coffin, I was almost hacked by the red-eyed tomb robber. I grabbed him and ran out with the old tomb robber... I almost didn't run out! Because the water in the pool suddenly rose, almost Just flooded the hole we dug when we came here. Me, Lao Lang... and the old tomb robber, the three of us fled out of the room, and the old tomb robber ran away without even asking for the final payment."

"I also thought it was a nightmare, but... a few days later, Lao Lang came to me. He said that when the tomb robbers were fighting among themselves, he secretly found a small jade box from the chest of the corpse. A butterfly, that jade... the jade is almost transparent, and there are a few small black seeds the size of sesame seeds inside, which are exactly the same as the 'curse' in the small black pot...but there is no cure...we didn't care at the time Well, because there is still a little left from the previous 'curse-removal'... Lao Lang said, no matter how small this thing is, you can earn millions. When the curse-removal is used up, the rest will be sold to Master Yuede and the others Helping people, changing hands for another..."

Xuan Ji immediately asked: "Have you used it?"

"Just, just one," Goatee said with a mournful face, "but it's different...that child is different from the old fat sheep after taking the 'curse'. Those people in the past, after taking the 'curse', Lao Lang let them They will do whatever they want, so we'll make sure of it, and the family members can't believe it, but we can't control this kid at all...Lao Lang said something was wrong, he ate something wrong, something happened, so he didn't dare to show up, He said he was going to hide in another place. He didn't say where he was going, and we didn't act together, otherwise we would be exposed if people saw him, who knows..."

Who knew that Ji Qingchen died tragically in the Chiyuan Grand Canyon for no apparent reason.

But why did Ji Qingchen go to Chiyuan Grand Canyon?

He was regarded as the last sacrifice, was it destined, or was it a coincidence?

The sacrificial event in the Chiyuan Grand Canyon almost overturned the entire Alien Control Bureau. The sacrificial text echoes the bloody characters on the ground of the mysterious witch man's grave, and it seems to be just the tip of the iceberg of a huge conspiracy——

"I dare not show up. I asked someone to find that so-called 'closed disciple' of Master Yuede. I couldn't find him. That person was gone, as if he had evaporated. I...I have no choice, I have spent all my money, and I happened to see you guys." The letter left on the Internet, I thought it was the fat sheep that Lao Lang had cheated before and didn't have time to collect the net..."

"So you want to inherit the inheritance?" Xuan Ji was amused by him, and then he reacted, "Wait! No, you said that several tomb robbers surrounded a corpse and killed each other, so what about the corpse? Where's the blood? Where's the grave robber?"

As soon as Xuan Ji finished speaking, as if answering him, bubbles popped out of the pool suddenly.

Someone laughed "haha", the voice was very clear, like an immature boy, echoing in the eerie cave, it was very weird, then, he said something in that voice, it should be witch man language, Xuan Ji only listened understood one of the words——

"Lingyuan".

At the same time, Xuan Ji's phone signal was cut off again.

The voice said something again with a smile, Sheng Lingyuan's face turned pale again, and he shook for a while.

The young man hummed a song, the tune was very familiar to his ears, but Xuan Ji had no time to think about it, because the goatee uttered an "Aww" and jumped more than three feet on the spot, almost crashing into Xuan Ji's arms—the sound of bubbling underwater Somewhere, several soaked corpses climbed up.

Immediately, there was a commotion, the sound of hurried footsteps, and the sound of someone talking loudly. The sound came from the cave where Xuan Ji came.

There seems to be a large group of people walking this way.

But that road... Shouldn't there be only more than 4 bones?

It was impossible to think about it.

Xuan Ji flew up, kicked a body with soaked hair back into the water, held the goatee ball in his hand, and turned to Sheng Lingyuan: "Hey, are you going?"

Sheng Lingyuan looked at him with empty eyes, as if his soul hadn't returned to his place, Xuan Ji cursed in a low voice, rushed up and dragged the devil up.

"Am I full? What the hell is he doing?" While thinking so unbelievably, he held Sheng Lingyuan's wrist tightly and flew to the entrance of the robber's cave.

Before he could stand still, an indescribable sense of crisis hit his face, and it was too late for Xuan Ji to hide. The narrow robbery hole was not enough for him to spread his wings. With a heavy hand in his hand, the goatee had already gone down without a word. .

A thin thread came in from the eyeball of the goatee, and penetrated directly to the back of the head. Xuan Ji's brain and blood burst into Xuan Ji's hand, and then the sinister thin thread was relentlessly wrapped around Xuan Ji's arm, but when it touched His moment was on fire.

The weird singing was interrupted by exclamation, at the same time, a tall and tall figure appeared in the robbery cave, and the voice said in an elegant tone that Xuan Ji could barely understand: "Demon!"

Sheng Lingyuan slowly pushed Xuan Ji away. The robbery cave was too short for him. He couldn't stand upright, so he had to bow his head slightly. He supported the stone wall, as if standing unsteadily, and called out a name in a low voice : "Alozin."

Xuan Ji suddenly remembered where he had heard the singing just now - it was the tune of a nursery rhyme, and he and Sheng Lingyuan had heard it in that person's mind when he and Sheng Lingyuan were hiding their thoughts from each other!