The Yin Yang Saint entered the cave and first smelled it with his nose, but now it was too cold and his nose's sense of smell was not sensitive at all, so he stretched out his hand and patted here and there around the cave wall. Suddenly he stopped

I reached the westernmost side of the soil cave and twisted the soil above it with my hands.

"Gong Yao, come and see, this is rammed earth. Although it is frozen, the color of the earth cannot lie. Remember, the color of rammed earth is white, with yellow inside. The heavier the yellow, the longer it will last! And the top is not bright.

Grass grows! Look, there are dry grass and dead branches on the other walls of the cave, but not here!" The Yin Yang Sage never gave up any opportunity to teach his disciples.

"Use vinegar, and the rammed soil must be dissolved with vinegar. The older the rammed soil layer of the ancient tomb is, the more afraid it is of vinegar!" He said to Wu Gongyao.

Wu Gongyao had just taken out the vinegar bottle and was about to pour it on, but the old man suddenly stopped him with his hand. "Stop moving, no, let's leave quickly!"

"What's up, Master? We're about to go in! It's an ancient tomb that's over 200 years old!"

"Don't ask, leave quickly! It's too late if you don't leave!" Even though the old man rarely fights with this group of juniors, they all thought that the Yin Yang Saint was really old, but when it came to reality, this half-grown man weighed more than 80 pounds.

Yin Yang Sage, a thin old man, actually picked up Wu Gongyao's neck collar with one hand and ran away. When he got to the entrance of the cave, he looked around to see how strong his feet were, then he jumped up and jumped onto Xiaziling.

Wu Gongyao lowered his head and looked, oh... okay! The ditch in Xiaziling was at least two meters deep, and the old man jumped up with him in one hand. It was indeed a big pole in Changsheng Mountain. He was over six years old.

Xun's hair has turned white, but his skills are still the same as before, and he is no weaker than his master!

But he didn't know what could have frightened the Yin-Yang Saint like this? Wasn't it just a fight against the captain who touched Jin? How could it be unbecoming to scare a bandit leader away before he even entered the ancient tomb?

There was an ancient tree not far ahead. (At that time, there was no large-scale felling of trees in Xing'an Mountains, but the trees here were thousands of years old.) The old tree was very tall. The old man carried Wu Gongyao and rushed up after a few clicks.

Hiding on a tree branch, these are ancient pine trees. The needles of the pine trees do not fall in winter, and the branches are filled with a lot of snow. The figures of the two men are just blocking the bottom of the branches.

The Yin-Yang Sage placed Wu Gongyao on a branch, lowered his head and pointed to the earth hole in Xiaziling below, and said softly: "Gongyao, the probability of encountering danger in the tomb is actually very low for those in our profession.

Zongzi is not the biggest threat. It is the ferocious beasts guarding the tomb that are really deadly. Remember, in all large tombs, there must be such creatures inside and outside the tomb. These are also called coffin-guarding beasts. They are similar to ancient tombs.

Interdependent and interdependent, never separated!”

When Wu Gongyao heard Xiehu, he opened his eyes wide and watched carefully, but he couldn't see any movement at the entrance of the earthen cave at the foot of Xiaziling.

"Master...it..."

"Shh, look, it's coming! It's over there!" The old man grabbed his back with one hand to prevent him from falling off the tree in shock after seeing it.

Wu Gongyao looked carefully in the direction of Yin Yang Sage's finger, and saw a vague outline in the thick snow at the foot of Xiazi Ridge, wriggling under the snow toward the entrance of the cave.

"Master... that's... that's a snow dragon?" Wu Gongyao had only heard of this kind of animal living in cold places.
Chapter completed!