Superb Female Ghost Shelter

The east corner of the tomb palace was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Qin Yan and Ma Jiao each took out a stack of talismans, ready to take action at any time.

Zhang Di also looked around warily and clenched his fists.

Only Zhao Zishen didn't take it seriously. He took out a big tobacco bag from his arms, stuffed the tobacco into it slowly, lit it with soul fire, and started smoking "bah, bah, bah, bah, bah".

The smoke was spit out by Zhao Zishen and spread to all directions. He said with great emotion: "I didn't expect this tomb palace to be so dangerous. Something would happen before I even entered the palace gate."

As soon as Zhao Zishen's voice fell, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the tomb, blowing out the candles placed in the other three corners of the tomb.

The tomb palace once again fell into endless darkness.

Seeing this, Ma Jiao immediately chanted a spell to recall the other three lonely ghosts.

But the other three ghosts seemed to have disappeared, and they didn't come to report to Ma Jiao for a long time.

"They were either killed or controlled by the other party!" Zhao Zishen sighed.

"Master! Let me help you go in and take a look!" Murong Xuehan told Qin Yan, flew up and floated inside.

"Come back here! It's dangerous inside!" Qin Yan chanted a spell, flipped his wrist, and an invisible hand floated out from Qin Yan's palm and grabbed Murong Xuehan's arm.

Murong Xuehan turned her head and asked in surprise: "Master? This..."

Qin Yan ignored Murong Xuehan's words and directly pulled her to his side.

The moment she was pulled back, Murong Xuehan was extremely excited: The master was so kind to me, but he was afraid that I would put myself in danger. I must serve the master well in the future, not only serving him tea and water, making the bed and folding the quilt, but also And...we also need to unlock ninety-nine and eighty-one postures for him.

Thinking of this, Murong Xuehan lowered her head shyly.

After in-depth research by various Taoist priests, they developed a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one postures for male and female intercourse.

These postures are divided into upper three sets, middle three sets and lower three sets from easy to difficult.

There are nine postures in each set.

For example, postures such as an old man pushing a cart and an old tree packing roots belong to the first of the next three sets.

The middle three sets of poses are much more complicated than the lower three sets, but most female ghosts can complete them, and many acrobatic actresses with soft bodies can also complete some of the poses.

As for the third set, it is more exciting than the third set. Not only can humans not complete it, but even some female ghosts who have not been trained cannot complete it.

So Murong Xuehan decided that for the sake of her master's sexual happiness, she must learn the nine sets of upper, middle and lower postures, so that her master will have boundless sexual happiness in the future.

Qin Yan didn't know what Murong Xuehan was thinking at this moment.

In fact, the reason why Qin Yan brought Murong Xuehan back just now was because of his machismo. He felt that although Murong Xuehan was a ghost, she was still a woman.

If an upright man doesn't charge forward, how can he let his woman charge forward?

It doesn't make sense based on emotion or reason.

"Tianshi, why don't you let the ghost servants go to investigate?" Zhao Zishen was very surprised. The Taoist priest raised the ghost servants just for this moment. If there is no dangerous ghost servant, he will go there, and even more dangerous ghost servants will go there.

"Because she is mine!" Qin Yan said slowly.

After listening to Qin Yan's words, Zhao Zishen rolled his eyes, thinking that Qin Yan was a fool.

After hearing Qin Yan's words, Murong Xuehan was immediately elated: Master, you are so kind. When we get out of this ancient tomb, I will give you the Yuan Yin that I have guarded for so many years to help you be promoted to a Taoist master as soon as possible.

Female ghosts also have Yuan Yin. Although it is less than that of living people, it can also help Taoist priests improve their strength.

This is one of the reasons why many Taoist priests like to raise female ghosts.

"Then which one of us will go down?" Zhao Zishen said while looking towards Zhang Di.

Zhao Zishen would rather go down alone than let Qin Yan go down. Qin Yan can help his grandson survive.

Ma Jiao definitely can't go down either, and Zhao Zishen can't afford to offend the Ma family.

As for himself, Zhao Zishen felt that he had not lived enough.

So? Zhao Zishen felt that persimmons should be picked soft and pinched.

Seeing Zhao Zishen looking at him, Zhang Di immediately understood what Zhao Zishen meant: "Damn it, I won't go down! I don't want the treasure inside!"

Zhang Di turned around and left.

But as soon as Zhang Di turned around, he felt someone grabbed him by the collar and threw him into the grave.

Zhang Di immediately rolled down from the mound.

As he rolled down, he yelled angrily: "Zhao Zishen, I'm going to fuck your mother!"

Zhao Zishen took a puff of the cigarette and exhaled it, then said calmly: "Yeah! If you have the guts, go ahead! My mother happens to be very lonely in the underworld, and she urgently needs a male pet to relieve her loneliness!"

Upon hearing Zhao Zishen's words, Qin Yan almost fell from the mound into the tomb.

Zhao Zishen has always been relatively tall in Qin Yan's mind, but only now does Qin Yan realize that everyone has another side.

"Master Zhao, is Zhang Di okay?" Qin Yan asked worriedly.

"Tianshi! It's okay, I put a ghost poison on him!" Zhao Zishen said with a smile.

After listening to Zhao Zishen's words, Qin Yan's heart dropped into his stomach.

But after Zhang Di rolled to the bottom of the tomb palace, there was no movement.

"Zhang Di?" Qin Yan shouted loudly.

No one answered.

"Zhang Di?"

Still no one answered.

Qin Yan immediately took out a fire talisman, chanted a spell and threw it towards the bottom of the tomb palace.

When the fire talisman fell to the bottom of the tomb palace, it burned with a "boom" and illuminated an area about three meters around.

However, Zhang Di was not down there at all.

"What's going on?" Qin Yan turned around and asked Zhao Zishen.

Zhao Zishen frowned and chanted a spell.

After reciting the spell, Zhao Zishen's expression suddenly changed: "No! I lost contact with the ghost Gu! This is not a good sign!"

Qin Yan immediately walked down without thinking.

"Junior brother, no!" Ma Jiao said loudly.

"Master, wait for me!" Murong Xuehan floated in front of Qin Yan without hesitation, and floated to the bottom of the tomb palace before Qin Yan.

Seeing Qin Yan entering the tomb palace, Ma Jiao followed him to the bottom of the tomb palace without hesitation.

"A ray of light, three talents are bright, nine palaces are shining, thousands of stars are shining on Yin and Yang!" Zhao Zishen sighed, chanted a spell, picked up the big smoking gun and flicked it in mid-air, countless burning tobacco flew out of the smoking pot, Like the sparkling stars in the sky, it illuminates a large area in the underground palace.

It's just that the stars emit white light, while tobacco pipes emit red light.

Looking at the shreds of tobacco shining like stars above his head, Qin Yan was extremely surprised. Only then did he realize that the big smoking gun in Zhao Zishen's hand was actually a magical weapon.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zishen touched the ground with his feet, landed lightly at the bottom of the underground palace, and stood next to Qin Yan.