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Chapter 2445

They returned to their home, but within a few years, the once magnificent villas had turned into ancient buildings. They were covered with dust and the originally clear and sharp patterns had become blurred, as if their freshness had been wiped away by the passage of time.

live.

"How could this happen?" Fengxian exclaimed, "What the hell are we at?"

Her sigh struck Zhan Hanjue like lightning, and a novel idea popped into his mind.

"ghost?"

Yan Zheng nodded: "Brother, did we really hit a ghost?"

Zhan Hanjue lowered his head and said nothing. However, he thought of Zidu Zhenren's words in his mind. Han Bao's death disaster turned into a life disaster. Isn't it just a ghost turning into a human?

Zhan Hanjue suddenly remembered the weird tomb of gods mentioned by Yu Chengqian, and excitedly told Zheng Ling: "Zheng Ling, there is a tomb of gods in this mountain. Maybe the owner of the tomb is causing trouble. My cousin and I will go find the tomb of gods right away.

.You stay here for the time being and have a good rest."

Zhengzheng also wanted to join in the fun: "I'll go too."

Fengxian and Yan Zheng felt that this place was creepy and a little scared. However, Zheng Ling comforted them and said: "If it is really a ghost, this ghost is my Hanbao, what is there to be afraid of?"

Fengxian said: "Sister Zhengling, if it is really Han Bao, we are not afraid. But how do you know it must be Han Bao?"

In this way, Zhan Hanjue asked the ghosts to stay and protect Zheng Ling and the others, while he and Yu Chengqian stepped into the mountains energetically.

This mountain peak is tall and straight. It is steep. As far as the eye can see, it is green and lush, just a piece of emerald green.

Lord Zhan Han said: "You are weak and cannot cope with an emergency. We still have to protect you. You can stay here."

Yan Zheng did not insist: "Okay."

They walked into the mountains and met some passers-by on the road. Their expressions were all stiff, like puppets on strings.

They ignored Yu Chengqian's greetings.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Yu Chengqian: "Do you still remember the way to the tomb of the gods?"

"Remember." Yu Chengqian said arrogantly, "I grew up here."

As I walked further inside, I felt the temperature drop sharply.

Yu Chengqian asked in surprise: "Why did the temperature suddenly drop?" He crossed his arms and shivered. "It's so cold."

"Do you think they are possessed by evil spirits?" Yu Chengqian asked Zhan Hanjue.

"Like. So we still have to find a way to get rid of the evil spirits."

"Chengqian, is your uncle's body temperature very close to that here?"

Yu Chengqian had an epiphany: "Hmm. Could it be that my uncle has been to this place before and that's why he became abnormal?"

Zhan Hanjue immediately thought of those people outside. Their body temperature was very cold, which was very unusual.

Could it be related to this place?

Both of them couldn't bear the cold anymore. Yu Chengqian said: "Cousin, why don't you give up and come back tomorrow." Because of the cold, he was already very embarrassed to speak.

Zhan Hanjue glanced at Yu Chengqian and found that his face was frighteningly white and his lips were bloodless. He knew that if they continued walking without any measures to keep out the cold, they might die inside.

Zhan Hanjue quickened his pace and looked inside.

But the further we walked inside, the lower and lower the temperature became.

"Let's go." Zhan Hanjue supported Yu Chengqian and walked back.

At this time, I suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from behind, like a beast crawling forward.

Zhan Hanjue and Yu Chengqian looked at each other, holding their breath at this moment. They slowly turned their heads and looked back.

But I saw that in the lush woods, everything was shaking violently, as if it had been baptized by violent winds and rain.


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