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Chapter 6 The Wind Raises the Ghost Mang Mountain

The beginning of spring is coming, and Lin Fan has been passed down for several months. These days, all cats are studying magic in the house. The skull's spiritual light naturally has magical power, which shocked and obsessed Lin Fan.

Outside Linxian Village, several off-road vehicles were parked by the edge of the field. Angelina got out of the car and said to her partner, "Tom, how about it, is this place?"

Tom is a black man, very strong, two meters tall, like a little giant.

"That's right, Miss, it's here. According to the news we received, that place is in a mountain valley ten miles north of the village..."

Angelina nodded and said, "Yeah, that's fine. If the information provided by the informant is true, then we will make a fortune. Think about how many ancient relics are buried in a royal tomb in an ancient era..."

"The information provided by the informant cannot be wrong!" Tom said.

"It's right. If he provides false information, we will let him move! Okay, Tom, go with Lao He, find a local, give him money, and let him lead the way, which will save us a lot of our world..."

Lao He is a Chinese. He studied in Europe in the morning. For some reason, he followed the famous international expedition team led by Angelina to become an expedition member. In just ten years, the expedition team's footprints have spread all over the world, from ancient Egyptian and Greek civilization to Chinese civilization, from overseas isolated islands to Antarctic glaciers, this expedition team has gained every expedition.

Lao He and Tom entered the village and said they wanted to find someone familiar with the terrain to lead the way to Guimeng Mountain. The villagers changed their faces one by one, and they shook their heads and left.

"What a joke? Ernao died just after going to Guimeng Mountain. Where can anyone else go to that place?" Lin Fan sat on several cement stools under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, looking at a Chinese and a black man in a panic, which was a little funny.

Lin Fan looked at the old locust tree and was surprised. The old locust tree was said to be one or two thousand years old and very old. Every hundred years, it would happen that it would be struck by lightning. However, the vitality of this old locust tree is surprisingly strong. Every time it is struck by lightning, it will not die in the end.

Some people in the village will come to worship with wine and meat during festivals, or a stick of incense and a few pieces of paper money.

In Lin Fan's spirit, Lin Fan could see the essence of the old locust tree, which was a dark green energy.

"This is the natural spirit..."

In Nandi Edin's memory, this kind of thing is not surprising. But for this world, natural spirits are relatively rare.

Like this old locust tree, its roots are unique in the ground veins. Secondly, it is close to the village and has absorbed a lot of souls over the past thousand years. Especially in a disaster thirty years ago, many people died. The old locust tree swallowed many people's souls, making the Yin God too prosperous and summoned thunder. The trunk of the old locust tree was almost broken, and it took ten years to recover and grow again.

There are laws in this world. As long as the natural spirit reaches a certain level, it will summon thunder, and thousands of natural spirits will be killed without exception.

It is this old locust tree that was worshipped by the villagers incense and received the power of wishes and survived to this day.

It was the first time Lin Fan saw such a tenacious natural spirit. It was obvious that this natural spirit was dark green. Although it was only a ball of palm size, it was very pure and exuded a trace of pure yang energy. This situation only shows that the old locust tree has at least been baptized by thunder many times.

Lin Fan could almost conclude that in a few hundred years, if the tree did not die and the incense of the villagers continued to stop, this natural spirit could break away from the tree and be reborn as a human being.

Lin Fan was looking at the old locust tree carefully with his spiritual eyes, and was flipping through Nandi Edin's methods of making magic weapons. These methods are relatively simple, but the materials are very rare. The old locust tree in front of him is undoubtedly ready-made.

Lin Fan thought about how to saw the old locust tree and took the piece of tree heart occupied by the spirit, which could make a thousand-year-old Thunderwood Xuanyin Soul Spirit Stick.

Old He and Tom were having a headache. Seeing Lin Fan sitting under the tree in a daze, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Man, you can't do it, I'll do it..." Tom patted Lao He's shoulder and smiled. Lao He's face turned red, and he was in vain.

"Hello, this little brother..." Tom came over to chat with him and interrupted Lin Fan's thoughts.

"What?" Lin Fan could have felt disgusted because Tom was emitting a lot of resentment.

"Oh, there's something wrong..." Tom threw out a stack of banknotes from his black suit pocket, a total of one or two thousand.

Tom is planning to use money to open the way, so this method is naturally effective.

Lin Fanzheng immediately smiled and quickly agreed to the nigger Tom and take them to the underground royal tomb of Guimeng Mountain.

"How is it, Tom, have you found it?" Angelina came over with a few men in black.

"Okay, Miss! Just take this, named Gouwa, the villager! He said he could take us there!" Tom nodded.

Angelina looked at Lin Fan a few times, and couldn't help but be stunned. She thought that the Chinese boy who was so attractive, Lin Fan naturally had a mysterious temperament, which made people feel close, but she respected some mysterious.

"Hello, Miss Angelina, welcome to Linxian Village. Although it is a bit remote, the scenery is still very good. It is a good place for outings. I am happy to be a dedication guide for you!" Lin Fan said.

Although Angelina in front of her is not a 100% beauty in the eyes of Orientals, she is undoubtedly an absolutely sexy beauty.

The yellow skin is very smooth, obviously very well maintained. The eyebrows are slender and slightly raised, representing a strong and powerful personality. They are 1.78 meters tall, absolutely tall, have a well-proportioned and slender figure, and the chest is surging, as if they are about to tear the outer clothes. A pair of black leather boots show that their beautiful legs are slender and powerful.

Lin Fan had a little desire. Facing such a beauty, any man would fantasize about being squeezed into ecstasy by such a pair of long and powerful thighs.

Lin Fan's imagination flashed, and Angelina nodded and smiled, "Okay, it's you, gobiao, right? This name is really unique. What is your big name? You know, it's not polite to call someone else's nickname. I guess you don't mind talking about your big name, right?"

"My surname is Lin Fan, Miss Angelina. You are going to the underground royal tomb of Guimeng Mountain. Don't you know that it is dangerous there?"

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lin Fan laughed awkwardly and said, "It's okay to take you there, but I can only take you to the entrance of the Royal Tomb passage. I don't want to go in. You know, I heard that there are evil spirits and ghosts there. In such a dangerous place, I don't need to take risks like you!"

"Okay, then that's it. We are not at ease if you can get in with your skills. So, Mr. Lin, how much time does it take to get from here to Guimang Mountain?"

"It's enough for half a day!"

"Okay, it's ten o'clock in the morning now, we'll set out now! Hopefully we can enter the cemetery before the sun sets!"

Although Lin Fan was surprised, he understood it when he thought about it. These foreigners were so fierce that they were not here to go on vacation, but to dig graves and treasures. These people were all heroes and had experienced many battles. Lin Fan could even see the evil spirits rushing out of them.

Although Lin Fan was not afraid of them, there was no need to make them unhappy, and he was not good at waiting. Otherwise, let his father know that he would not stop him? In this way, the money he got was gone. How could Lin Fan be willing? Maybe with Lin father's temper, he would use a broom to drive people out on the spot.

Lin Fan is naturally different from others. Just dig the grave. No matter who he is, it has nothing to do with him. The only thing that has something to do is that others give him money, so he can weigh it.

In Lin Fan's heart, although this group of people looked amazing, it is unlikely to be able to dig up treasures from underground royal tombs.

"No problem, then let's go!" Lin Fan turned around and looked at Huaishu at the entrance of the village, followed the foreigners and their entourage on the off-road vehicle. There were a total of seven off-road vehicles, with an average of four people per vehicle.

The off-road vehicle has a good performance. After walking on the rugged road for a short period of time, I had already reached the edge of the mountain. The car could not move any longer, so I simply walked in.

In addition to Miss Angelina, there were Tom, Lao He and Lin Fan, and twenty black-clad bodyguards. These people were very quick to take out full arms from the back car, including submachine guns, daggers, pistols, lighting, etc., flash bullets, gas masks, compass, ropes, insect repellents, food and water, and other props for tomb robbery adventures.

A fully armed team of twenty-four people walked in the mountains for an hour and entered a valley covered with foggy all year round.
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