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Chapter 363 The thirty-second bowl of soup (five & six)

After hearing what his master said, the curiosity of the thumbtip was also aroused. Although he had been with the monk Big Belly for a long time, he was still a childish personality. He wanted to know something in his heart, but he felt that Qinghuan was not the kind of stingy person. He rushed forward and asked, "Qinghuan, what is the name of the move you used just now? Why is it so powerful?"

Qinghuan turned his head and looked at him, and said with a smile: "You should practice seriously. When the time comes, you will definitely be as good as me."

But even though she said that, Qinghuan knew in her heart that this was impossible, and that the pushpin could not live as long as she was.

Didn't you understand the pushpin, so you back to your master and asked in confusion: "Master, what do you mean by her?"

The big-bellied monk couldn't help knocking his little apprentice and burst into tears: "I'm so stupid! What she means is that you can't do enough! Do you understand?"

The pushpin nodded, "Then when will I be able to do my best?"

The big-beasted monk rolled his eyes at the sky: "It's probably after you catch up with me."

When he heard this, Tuteng was very worried: "Master is so fat, how can I catch up with me?" He is almost a hundred pounds away from his master now. It makes people worry about it. He is born to be unable to eat.

The fashionable Taoist priest next to him burst into laughter when he heard this. The big-bellied monk had a red face. Especially when he saw others holding back his laughter, he was even more embarrassed and annoyed. He kicked his apprentice's bone doll, and avoided the body of the thumbtack flexibly and quickly. Then he asked with grievance: "Master, why do you kick me?" What did he do wrong again?

The monk Big Belly felt that his disciple was stupid as he looked at the Taoist priest enviously, and sighed: "I should have asked me to collect vine as my disciple at the beginning, and this silly boy gave it to you."

The Taoist priest immediately expressed his gratitude to Bumin: "No, no, no, you are so slutty that you can stand just a push-tip. My Vine-loe disciple is amazing. Do you want her to pull her ears every day?"

Upon hearing this, the Big Belly Monk looked carefully at the vine who was biting the ears of the tall young man, and shivered. He thought that his disciple was a little stupid, but he didn't dare to beat him... Thinking that the old cow's nose was often pulled by the vine, the Big Belly Monk's heart was instantly balanced.

After leaving for more than an hour, the little fat worm suddenly raised his head and rolled on Qinghuan's palm, with his round head facing a wall and unable to hide the location.

Qi Chen stepped forward and groped around the wall. The stone walls were of the same color. After searching for a while, he still couldn't find the mechanism, but there was a dead end in front of him. The little fat worm led the way here, and Lao Wai and the others must have walked here too. The question is how they penetrated this wall.

Of course, there is another question, why did Lao Wai and others have a map of the tombs in their hands? Not to mention that the ancient city of Huangsha has been buried underground for thousands of years, it has been on the ground. Everyone knows that the opening of this underground imperial tomb requires time-consuming access, and it is not possible to find the entrance at night, not to mention the winding paths surrounding the underground palace and the various murderous intents lurking! However, Lao Wai has a map in his hand. Where did this map come from? Who painted it? These are all difficult for the task force to understand.

Qinghuan tilted his head and looked at the wall for a long time, then suddenly turned around and said, "Is there something you have ignored? You have been following those tomb robbers all the way, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"I chased me too quickly, so I didn't notice what happened behind me, right?" Qing Huan nodded and signaled them to look back. Everyone turned their heads as they said, and was shocked: "Where is this? Why are we here?" They just walked through a long corridor, but now they have become dead after they are dead! In other words, they are trapped by four stone walls and have no way out.

"It's over." The pushpin is the youngest and is most likely to panic when encountering problems. "When I came down from the thief hole, I used up all the explosives. How can we get out if we can't blow up the stone wall!"

Tengro said: "Even if there is explosives, it's useless. Eight of us blocked the space of these square meters. The explosives will blow us all into the sky!"

"The entire underground tomb itself is a formation, changing at any time. The walls of organs can only depend on luck, and we should see them from the underground river." The tall young man said in a deep voice, and he carefully looked at the four walls. "The distance between the walls is getting smaller, and we are trapped in the array's eyes. If we can't find a way to escape, we will be crushed into meat pie."

The man from the tower roared, "I'll smash this wall!" As he said that, he lifted the big hammer on his back and was about to smash it, but the Taoist priest stopped him: "Pillar wait!"

Zhuzi has developed limbs but a simple mind. In the task force, he is basically a forward, and he will not work when he uses his brain. The Taoist priest touched and knocked on all four walls, and asked Qing Huan: "Girl, which side do you want to smash?"

Qinghuan thought to herself that it might not be easy to smash on either side. Finally, she saw the little fat worm shaking her head to the north wall, and said, "Lao Wai and the others are walking in this direction, so let's smash on this side."

Zhuzi immediately became excited when he heard that he could open and smash it. He had just eaten his fill and was extremely powerful. He swung the hammer, roared, and his energy sinks into his dantian, and smashed it with a hammer.

There was a crack immediately on the stone wall. Qinghuan glanced at him in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so strong."

"The pillar is born with divine power. Not only that, he is also invulnerable to swords and guns. There are no weak people in our group." Qi Chen explained.

Since there was a crack, there was no need for a hammer. The pillar carried the hammer to his back, and several other men stood beside him and pushed the cracked stone wall hard. The sound was deafening. Qinghuan and Vine immediately covered their ears, and the little fat worm hid in Qinghuan's clothes cleverly.

When the wall completely collapsed, the monk Big Belly was about to smile proudly, but before he could pull his lips open, he stared stiffly in front of him, as did the others.

After a while, the big-bellied monk smiled bitterly and turned half of his head to ask Qing Huan: "I said beautiful girl, why are you so good at choosing?"

Behind the wall were at least dozens of evil ghosts. They were dressed in armor, held weapons, well-trained, and arranged in extremely strict formations. When they saw the living people, they immediately aimed the big sword and spear in their hands.

Qing Huan said, "Who told you that there are good things on the north side of the other three walls?" It's either a trap or a ferocious beast poisonous gas. It's still good here. At least in terms of catching ghosts, the task force can deal with it. "These are ghost soldiers, only living people are recognized, be careful."

When he heard Qinghuan say that the Yin soldiers only recognize living people, the big-bellied monk suddenly became whimsical: "Then we can just cover our noses and not breathe? Just like we encounter a zombie, let's slip over and talk."

"Then you have to let your heart stop, otherwise the living scent on you will not be dissipated." Qinghuan glanced at him with a smile, and the monk Big Belly was instantly depressed.

At that time, the Yin soldiers had already rushed towards them. The difficult thing is that they could harm humans, but humans could not touch them. The Yin soldiers were physical and physical, and they were never dead.

Everyone dispersed one after another. After calculating, they had to solve at least five of them. The appearance of these ghost soldiers was still the same as before. They seemed to be buried in the house as a burial. I don’t know who was buried in the underground tomb, and they created such a big show. Lao Wai was able to control ghosts, so he must have let these ghost soldiers drag the task force here. When the task force chased after him, he might have opened the coffin and taken the treasure and left.

Time is urgent and it is not advisable to fight too much. Qi Chen whispered: "Are you all ready?"

"Fuck him, fuck him!" The big-bellied monk raised his arms and shouted wildly, then sat cross-legged, holding rosary beads in his hands and chanted sutras and salvation. The Taoist took out a yellow talisman to escort him. Although the monk and Taoist monks don't like each other on weekdays, they are each other's best partners when doing serious business.

The girl Fujiro gave her a good whip. She and the tall young Amano were both lovers and partners. The remaining pushpins and pillars could only fight alone. They defeated the enemy back to back while also protecting their comrades.

Qi Chen was much more relaxed and happy when fighting. He held a gun in both hands, and the bullets that were lighted by the Big Belly Monk were extremely harmful to the Yin soldiers. But the problem was not here. The problem was that these Yin soldiers would not fall down without pain, and were useless if they were injured, and would still get up to continue attacking. What's even more strange is that the Big Belly Monk's salvation was completely useless.

No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it will weaken, but this group of ghost soldiers has not changed at all, and even the offensive becomes more and more fierce.

Qinghuan stood there without moving. She was not a living person, so she would not be attacked. She was observing these ghost soldiers and looking for a breakthrough. After a few minutes, she said in a miracle: "These are actually dead spirits?"

"Nether? What is a necromancer?" The thumbtip's ears are pointed.

"The necromancer means that their souls have been reincarnated, but they still exist in a specific space in another situation, just like puppets in ghosts, can you understand?" Qinghuan was afraid that they would not understand, so he shouted at the monk Big Belly, "It is useless to save them, because the souls have long left. This is the necromancer, and it must be eliminated directly!"

After saying that, Qing Huan was surprised for a few seconds, because when he heard that he could not be saved, the big-bellied monk jumped up from the ground instantly, and his movement was not slower than anyone else. He laughed strangely: "Ahh! It turns out that you little bastards don't need to be saved! Then I'm not polite!" As he said that, he lowered his head and took off the Buddhist beads on his neck and waved them casually.

He was chubby and turned like a top, but his ability was really great. Whenever the Buddhist beads were swept everywhere, the Yin soldiers were dispersed without exception. After they were dispersed, they would take a few seconds to reunite. The monk who was so angry that he cursed: "What are these things! They can't even be beaten to death!"

Qinghuan's toe tilted his thumbtack before it was penetrated by the ghost soldier's spear, and still locked his throat with one hand, saying: "Continue to attack in the gap between their reunion, and do not give them a chance to reunion, and it will naturally disappear!"

As she said, after breaking up a ghost soldier, everyone did not stop but continued to attack. As expected, this was much faster. More than 40 ghost soldiers were wiped out in less than half an hour.

After the matter was finished, everyone was so tired that they jumped, jumped, fled and beaten. The task force’s salary was not easy to make. After they returned, they strongly asked for a raise!

Zhuzi took off his backpack, everyone ate some food and drank water, rested for a while, and continued to chase the tomb robbers such as Lao Wai.

Before leaving the hall, Qinghuan looked back and lost the Yin soldiers. The hall seemed even more deserted and lonely, gloomy, with only the green light emitted by the human oil lamp.

After chasing after the traces for a while, the girl Fujiro who was running in the front suddenly screamed and disappeared in an instant. The ground where she disappeared was stable and there was nothing.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. Taoist priests and Amano immediately tried to find the gap with their hands, while Qi Chen angrily punched the stone wall. He didn't know how his punch hit him, but he heard the ground start to shake, and the glazed tiles on his head were peeling off, making a crisp sound when he hit the ground.

The next second, everyone was swallowed up by the bluestone ground.

The fall was too fierce. If it weren't for the soft plants and raised stone walls as buffers, everyone would definitely die. Qinghuan thought that it was a good thing that she left the flying tiger claws on her body. She hooked up a raised rock wall with the flying tiger claws, and then grabbed the pushpin falling from her with one hand. The pushpin said thank you in a daze. Qinghuan shook her head and saw that everyone else was hanging on the stone wall. She saw that the vines were fine again. The girl reacted very quickly, and the whip wrapped around an exposed branch, and then climbed onto the tree with difficulty, gasping for breath.

"That's great, everyone is fine!" The Tipeng shouted happily, looking down, it was pitch black and could not see anything, and he didn't know why there was such a high mountain underground, and around it was empty. He said just one sentence and kept echoing. I think it must be very deep down. It would be strange if he fell down and didn't break his bones.

How did they come down?

Qi Chen was also curious about this question. He first lost his own sister. Tengluo was another sister to him, but she suddenly disappeared, which made Qi Chen feel angry and sad. But he really didn't know what mechanism he pressed, and a big hole suddenly broke out from the ground, so that everyone fell down.

Qing Huan held the thumbtack with one hand and the other hand, and heard the fashionable Taoist priest scolding the big-bellied monk: "You bald donkey with a fat belly! If you don't lose weight when you go back this time, I will cut off the fat meat on your belly piece by piece!" As he said that, he loosened his hands and was about to burst into tears. It was such a tragedy. Everyone was fine, but his ankle was caught by the bald donkey. He didn't think that with the tonnage of the bald donkey, could that rock wall hold the weight of the two of them?

At this time, Amano shouted: "Stop quarrel, look, this is not a rock wall! This is, this is jade!" He is an archaeologist and is very proficient in these things.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It took at least half a minute for them to take advantage of the opportunity to seize the opportunity. They thought it was a downhill mountain, but they didn't expect it to be an artificial jade mountain?

Qinghuan kicked it with his feet, and it felt very strong. No wonder that the small rock wall could hold the Taoist monk and the other two. "Everyone slowly go down the raised rock wall and take a look. I don't know how far it is."

It is impossible to go up because the jade mountain is pointed at the top and wide at the bottom, and the upper part is only a wide palm of a woman's palm. And the ground has been closed, so if you want to go out, you will have a greater chance of going downwards.

The hard-working people had to hold the mountain wall carefully and rub downward little by little. There were many protruding mountain walls outwards, and they would be cut off if they were accidentally cut. This mountain was too luxurious. Although they knew that they could not take it out and could not be exchanged for money, when they learned that it was made of jade, everyone was extremely cautious, for fear that they would be knocked down, which would be a sin of destroying cultural relics.

If you can see the distance at this moment, you will see countless branches splitting on a jade mountain about 200 meters high, and eight small black dots hanging on the branches, rubbing down slowly.

Qinghuan felt that it would be too slow to go on like this, but the thumbtack was a little afraid of heights. In order to comfort him, she tied the rope between each other's waists, but when she looked down, the thumbtack closed her eyes and went down the mountain, she was so scared that she trembled all over. Qinghuan sighed and said, "We are underground now, not in the sky, why are you still afraid of heights?"

The topin was in tears: "But looking down from here is still very high!"

Qinghuan shook her head, jumped off several rock walls skillfully, and reached out to put her hand around the waist of the thumbtack. The little monk's thumbtack was a teenager, and this was the first time that a half-year-old boy was so close to a girl. His handsome face instantly turned red, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he forgot to be afraid of heights.

When the monk saw it, he was jealous and shouted in the air: "Little Pushpin! Don't forget that you are a monk! Monks must be empty in all four elements! Avoid sex! Avoid sex!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but the thumbtack didn't hear it at all. Qinghuan turned to the thumbtack and said, "If you're afraid, close your eyes."

Before the pin could ask why, he felt a gust of wind, and Qinghuan was hugging him and jumping down quickly! He was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes, and there was no Qisi at all. The wind whistled in his ears until his feet fell on the pin, and his whole body collapsed. As soon as he touched the ground, his feet fell to the ground.

Qinghuan jumped up to pick up the others again, first Vine, then Amano Taoist Qi Chenzhuzi. The big-bellied monk was too fat, so she couldn't hold her hand, so she had to ignore it.

In response to this, the monk Big Belly said that this was weight discrimination. Although he was fat, he could hold a boat in his belly!

In the end, he carefully rubbed it down little by little. Just as he was about to condemn Qinghuan, he saw everyone looking not far away. He was curious and looked over and saw a hole under Yushan!

Could it be that this jade mountain is still empty?

Everyone looked at each other and, under the leadership of Qi Chen, prepared to go in and find out.

The colder it gets, and the summer is outside, so everyone wears less clothes. Even the iron man pillar can't help but tremble, but Qinghuan is awakened.

The ground under my feet is also made of jade, snow-white and transparent, and cold. The more I go in, the colder it becomes, the more unbearable it is. But the more I feel, the more curious the people are. I really want to know what is inside and why there is such a jade mountain underground.

But it was not easy to get in. They fell into the ** formation. Taoist priests were good at Qimen Dunjia Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and immediately began to deduce them. It took another half an hour to get out.

There is another world in front of you.

Ten meters away from them were high steps, all of which were of good white jade. Above the steps was a circular ground with a double coffin placed on it.

The coffin is carved with complex and solemn patterns, and it feels a little weird, but it has no evil spirit. Around the round ground is a circle of fist-sized night pearls that are still glowing. The racks placed by the night pearls are also exquisite and delicate, with very thin steps and the ground is suspended in the air, and only from the steps can you get up.

The coffin surface is also covered with a white coffin cover, quiet and distant. I don’t know how many years the people inside have been lying. Looking around, there is no certificate to confirm the identity of the tomb owner. Amano looked at it for a long time before saying, “It must be at least thousands of years of history here. Not to mention anything else, just talking about this Jade Mountain, no, it should be called the Jade Tomb. I have never seen anyone buried like this. Where does this tomb owner... come from?"

The jade mountain is majestic but extremely empty. The jade bricks on the ground are snow-white and shiny, which is indeed amazing and ingenious. However, there are no treasures that are too valuable around. This coffin and the night pearl are naturally precious, but there are not many other tombs. What kind of temptation is that causing Lao Wai to come here in person and expose his identity?

Speaking of Lao Wai, they actually arrived here first.

It was true that Cao Cao came, and the footsteps came from outside. Lao Wai and his men broke in. Seeing Qinghuan and others taking one step ahead of him, he was very surprised: "You are not dead?"

The big-bellied monk was unforgivable: "How can we die if you are not dead?"

Lao Hu smiled, and his hooked nose made him look even more sinister and cruel: "It's okay, you're going to die soon!"

Of course, they wanted to open a coffin and steal treasures, but no one knew what was in the coffin. Although Lao Wai had a map and someone in his hands, he still broke many of his subordinates in the underground palace. Now there are not as many people coming here as here, and he has only five of them in total.

The Taoist priest said disdainfully: "We have eight of you five, and we have the ability to fight one-on-one!"

The old monster laughed and said, "I need to end up with you personally? Don't forget that I am a person who can control ghosts!" As he said that, he was the old blood-letting spell and summoning again. A gust of cold wind blew by and several evil ghosts appeared.

"I'm so kind." The Taoist priest instantly said to the dialect. "This old wai has invested a lot of money, and it's all amazing. What is in this tomb that is worth his hard work?"

Because the ghost released was extremely powerful, Lao Wai wanted to release more blood, so his face turned pale with blood loss. But soon he smiled and said, "That's not all, come, see who this is?" As he said that, he showed an evil smile and burned a bright red blood talisman on his hand with a lighter. Then the other four people also put the blood into the strange celadon flower bowl. Slowly, with Lao Wai's spell, a bright red ghost gradually rose from the flower bowl.

Qi Chen lost his voice: "Xiaoyu?!"
Chapter completed!
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