But after the thing flew out of the tomb, it made a crackling noise. The noise was like... I still remember a few years ago before Mouse and I graduated. We had a bad habit in the summer, sitting under the street lights in the playground at night while drinking.

While drinking beer, I watched the beauties returning to the dormitory from the self-study class. I was still busy spitting out gossips and teasing. From time to time, a few big moths would hit the street lamp above my head and fall onto the two of us.

Next to him, he flapped his wings vigorously and flew again, making a crackling sound.

"Mouse..." I shouted when I saw something was wrong and wanted to rush over and pull him away. Lao Xie hugged me lazily.

At this moment, the Dapoo that flew out of the tomb was already close to the mouse's head. I knew that once this thing touched the mouse, not even the Daluo Immortal could save it, but there was nothing I could do about it. Lao Xie had good intentions. If I rushed over and pulled it away.

A rat. The fog thief happened to be next to the rat at this time. We both must have been burned by the fire of the netherworld and turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, the mouse finished digging with the shovel, and turned around to throw the rammed earth behind him. He just raised his hand and the tip of the shovel of the fine steel shovel touched the fog thief, and all the rammed earth in the shovel was thrown into the fog thief.

body, and firmly planted it in the soil.

"What did you call dad for just now?" Mouse still didn't know, so he was picking a fight with me.

I scolded: "Grandson, didn't you see a shiny beetle flying out of it? If you weren't lucky, you'd be a bloody puddle right now!"

Lao Xie said that this would definitely not work. He had fought upside down before, let alone such a big job. Even if he dug a gap in the small tomb of some rich people in the country, it would take a while. The Yin Qi in this tomb was very heavy, and the corpse Qi was very strong.

It's also heavy. You need to ventilate it first to let the Yang Qi in, otherwise you will die even if there is no fog.

I think what Mr.

The survival of the Yin Qi of the rotting corpses also forms an interdependent lifestyle.

I thought, I am idle anyway, why not climb up to other hanging coffins in the grotto to see if there are really seven corpses in total as mentioned in the book in the lama's hand in the wooden coffin? But Lao Xie disagreed.

Not to mention causing less trouble, there is probably a black wolf spider from the Western Regions inside, I don’t know how big it is. It’s better to do less than to do more.

"Hey, Gemini, take a closer look. Why are the several suspended grottoes around us so strange? They look familiar..." Mouse was sweating profusely from exhaustion and fell to the ground.

Sit down and look up at the wind.

I looked around and saw that there were cliffs on both sides of the valley. There were several hanging coffin grottoes on the cliffs. I counted exactly six. But this was strange. It was somewhat different from the meaning recorded in the book in the lama's wooden coffin.

Didn’t you say seven lama corpses? Did we miss something?

Meihui looked at it for a long time, and suddenly opened her mouth as if she was suddenly enlightened: "Oh... Ayijida (Korean, I understand)."

She continued: "Look, the six grottoes in this circle are surrounded by each other. They look like the stars in the sky, the shape of the Seven Stars and the Big Dipper."

I was startled when I heard what she said, but it’s not good. The six grottoes in a week add up to exactly the shape of a spoon. The reason why there is one missing grotto is not because we didn’t find it, but because the last lama’s burial place is

The place where the rats dug the palace of Khan King. I frowned and thought in my heart. Could it be that the place Lao Xie went through all kinds of hardships to find by dividing the gold to fix the acupoint was not the tomb of Woba Xi, but
Chapter completed!