Cold sweat broke out on Lao Qian's forehead: "The head looks like a snake, but does the snake have claws? It can't be a dragon, right?"

"Will the dragon spit out the letter?" Gao Fatty swallowed: "Why did I see a human spine protruding from the back of that thing? It's like... it's like someone climbed on the back of that thing."

Xie Bangui whispered: "Don't scare yourself!"

Fatty Gao said anxiously: "I didn't scare myself. Didn't that thing walk around you at the entrance to the tomb?"

"You feel it too?" Xie Bangui was also surprised: "Who else is there?"

"I……"

"And I..."

"Me too……"

Xie Bangui made a rough count and found that there were more than a dozen people who had been bypassed by the monster. It turned out that the monster was not deceived by Xie Bangui, but selectively ate people.

Xie Bangui said in a deep voice: "Old Qian, what are the characteristics of the two brothers who were injured at the entrance to the tomb and the two people just now?"

Lao Qian muttered: "There is nothing special about them. Apart from the fact that they are both Vulcan Guards, there is not even the slightest similarity between them."

"This is strange..." Xie Bangui pondered for a moment: "That thing doesn't seem to be planning to cross the river. Let's retreat to the village first."

Tangmen Village has the charm of a small village in the south of the Yangtze River, with elegant pavilions and scattered pavilions. Every time there is a unique design, it is more pleasing to the eye. But the chilling silence in the village adds endless weirdness to it.

Xie Bangui took the three-eyed fire gun from the Vulcan Guard and gently opened the window of a hut, only to see a skeleton wearing a golden robe with his arms folded and lying quietly on a bamboo bed. He was on the bamboo bed.

Before the end of his life, he lay quietly on the bamboo bed and silently waited for death to come.

Xie Bangui unconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Are there any golden-robed disciples in the Tang Sect?"

Tang Shuai solemnly said: "There are golden robe elders. Only elders who have made outstanding contributions to the Tang Sect or made major meritorious deeds can be awarded the golden robe. As far as I know, there are only a few elders in the history of the Tang Sect.

Ten golden-robed elders."

Xie Bangui took a rough look at the houses in the village: "There are twelve habitable houses. Including the ancestors of the Tang Sect, there should be only eleven houses with remains in them. Search separately and don't disturb the peace of the seniors of the Tang Sect.

Pay attention to searching for unoccupied rooms. After burning incense, no matter if you find anything or not, everyone will come back here to gather."

The Vulcan Guards dispersed in groups of two to various corners of the village, and returned to the gathering place one after another within the time of burning incense. They solemnly reported: "Master, we only found ten remains."

"Ten bodies? Is it true that the founder of the Tang Sect is not in the tomb? Brother Xie...Brother Xie..." Only then did Lao Qian realize that Xie Bangui had gone somewhere, and immediately asked sharply: "Who saw where Brother Xie went?

Already?"

Someone pointed to the library in the distance and said, "He seems to have gone there."

"Everyone, follow me!" Lao Qian took the lead and ran towards the library with all the people. He surrounded the library, which was no more than three stories high, and carefully searched the top of the building with a musket, only to see Xie Ban sitting there.

On the top floor, I was reading a book of letters with great interest.

Lao Qian took away the musket and said reproachfully: "Brother, what the hell are you doing? We are all going to die of panic."

Xie Bangui smiled and said: "I discovered something very interesting. Are Brother Jing Hong and Miss Tang Shuai here?"

"I'm here." Tang Shuai pushed aside the crowd and walked up, but Tang Jinghong just agreed without a hint of saltiness.

Xie Bangui held up the manuscript and said: "This manuscript is called "Tang Clan Posthumous Chapter". It records all the unknown important events of the Tang Clan from the time of Senior Tang Jueying to the present. Look at the pages I folded...

…”

Tang Shuai and Tang Jinghong slowly looked through the "Tang Clan Legacy", and Xie Bangui also slowly said to Lao Qian and others: "According to the records in the Tang Clan Legacy, Tang Jueying, the founder of the Tang clan, and Huo, the ancestor of the Zheng family,

The god Zheng Ye was originally a pair of life-and-death brothers. They joined forces in the early years and each created a proud foundation. However, in his later years, a serious disagreement occurred because of one incident."

"Impossible!" Lao Qian said in surprise: "As far as I know, when they were over seventy years old, the two old men not only joined forces to participate in the world's righteous way to exterminate the evil cult 'Immortal Sect', but also made great contributions. However, they

They were also seriously injured in that battle, and they have been in seclusion to heal their wounds, and there has been no contact again, so how could there be any differences."

Xie Bangui took a deep breath and said: "The reason is that they got a strange Feng Shui book "Hua Long Jue" from the Immortal Holy Sect, which is the main altar of the Immortal Sect. According to the records in "Hua Long Jue"

, as long as certain conditions are created, the buried person will gradually turn into a dragon in the tomb. When the time is right, the dragon can escape into the ground, transform into dragon veins, protect his descendants, conquer the land, and even reach the sky in one step."

"This... this is so crazy. Two old people have practiced the Dragon Transformation Art?" Lao Qian couldn't help but shudder. Let's not talk about whether the "Dragon Transformation Art" can really protect his descendants from becoming emperors. Just holding this

This secret book is enough to attract endless pursuit from the imperial court, and even kill the nine tribes.

Xie Bangui said: "This is their disagreement. Senior Zheng thinks that the body of Hualong is nonsense, and "The Secret of Dragon Transformation" comes from a cult and cannot be a good thing at all. Mr. Tang, however, is very excited about the matter of transforming into a dragon.

.”

"Si——" Tang Jinghong took a breath of cold air and almost dropped the book in his hand. Countless thoughts were spinning rapidly in his heart: "What if the ancestor's practice of "The Secret of Dragon Transformation" is leaked? That's not what he wants.

Bringing disaster to the Tang Clan? No wonder the head of the family doesn’t want the people from the Gui Yamen to enter the tomb. Should I find a way to keep them all here..."

There was also a hint of murderous intent in Lao Qian's eyes, and he made a ready gesture with his back to the Vulcan Guard, and said with a gloomy face: "Did the founder of the Tang Sect practice the "Dragon Transformation Technique"?"

"My ancestor practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique, didn't you, the head of the Zheng family, practice it?" This voice was very familiar to Old Qian, but it also made a chill run through his heart to the top of his head.

The cold muzzle of Zheng Zhongshan's gun pressed against Lao Qian's head from behind: "Master Zheng, for the sake of the Tang Sect, I have to wrong you. Don't touch your gun. I know you are a fast shooter, but no matter how fast you are,

No faster than me."

Lao Qian said sternly: "Zheng Zhongshan, are you from the Tang Sect?"

Zheng Zhongshan said solemnly: "Just like Kong Jian, I am also Yingtang."

Lao Qian glanced around and saw that at least half of the Vulcan Guards had turned their guns and pointed them at their companions. Even Fatty and Mei Xin'er had their guns pressed against their vital points: "Are you all Yingtang?

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Chapter completed!