"Yin Array?" Qingdie's brows raised slightly and looked at the stone wall. His eyes were half surprised and half confused. Long Junchen paused and continued to explain: "I guess after the construction of the tomb, for the sake of the overall beauty, he invited a Taoist priest to come here to arrange a Yin Array, turning the original wind channel into a stone wall. If you don't believe it, let's wait and see."

Long Junchen smiled mysteriously, then stopped talking, took out the whisk, shaking in the air, and began to draw in the sky. The faint golden pattern slowly outlined in the air with Long Junchen's dancing, a big "break" word slowly took shape, and he kept chanting: "The way of darkness comes out of the darkness, goes out of the darkness, burns the sky and the Wuji, breaks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whisk in Long Junchen's hand shook, and the word "break" on it seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light. It slapped directly at the stone wall. With a loud crack, a small crack appeared on the stone wall first, and then it spread rapidly along the small hole, breaking open layer by layer, revealing a piece of paper talisman, but it had been burned into a pile of ashes.

A dark wooden board was revealed. Long Junchen smiled with his lips, raised his peach wood sword, and smashed it hard at the wooden board. The wooden board was smashed, and a hole that could only accommodate people and half-squatted into it was revealed from behind the wooden board. The whimpering sound of the wind blew can be heard.

"It's true here!" Long Junchen's face was happy, and Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie also turned their heads over. Seeing that it was really Fengdao, their tight face finally showed a hint of peace.

"This air duct can not only allow the air to circulate, but also take away the moisture in the tomb, so that the things in the tomb can be preserved intact. At least before the Ghost King occupied this place, the tomb should be well protected. We should be able to walk out along here. I'm walking in front, and you're following me." Long Junchen said, calling Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie to take the box.

Long Junchen carefully picked up the box containing dragon-patterned porcelain and slowly placed it into the air duct. The air duct was very narrow, so Long Junchen could only lie down and move forward in the air duct, moving the box forward while wriggling forward like a snake.

Bai Chenxiang entered the wind duct the second time, and the green butterfly fell at the end, and the two girls followed Long Junchen tightly and slowly crawled outside.

The passage was narrow and quiet, and only the slight breathing of the three people and the sound of clothes rubbing against the ground were heard.

"I'll go, there are bats here. Is this a snake??" Long Junchen was crawling and suddenly saw a white snake in front of him spitting a letter. He immediately stopped moving forward in fear. When he encountered such a thing in such a small space, Long Junchen could not use it to deal with it. If he was bitten, he might be in danger of his life.

Bai Chenxiang behind him patted Long Junchen's toes and whispered, "Leave it to me." After the words came, Bai Chenxiang's sleeves shook, and the golden snake that Long Junchen had seen came out again and ran to the front of Long Junchen. After seeing the golden snake, the white snake, which was still eyeing the teeth and claws, shrank like a mouse seeing a cat, turned around and ran away. The golden snake did not chase him, but instead made a hissing sound. The bats and rats around were frightened by the golden snake and ran away. Soon the road ahead was flat again.

"Awesome, Sister Bai, you are so awesome, can you give me a whole one?" Long Junchen looked at the majestic little golden snake with some envy. Bai Chenxiang slapped Long Junchen's butt angrily, "This thing is the Gu King. Just kidding. There is no thing that it is afraid of under the ground. However, it took me a lot of effort to make it happen. If you want it, one million, it is a price for friendship."

"One million?! Just this little broken insect?" Long Junchen curled his lips disdainfully when he heard Bai Chenxiang ask for one million. The little golden snake seemed to understand and actually wrapped around Long Junchen's neck. Long Junchen was shocked and trembled and begged for mercy. Only then did he escape the disaster.

The three of them continued to climb forward, sometimes uphill, sometimes downhill, sometimes encounter some mud, and several small stone pillars, all broken by Long Junchen. After climbing for a while, they finally saw a ray of light in front of them. Long Junchen climbed out of the entrance of the cave. The place where they came out was a jungle. At this moment, the sun was setting, and the sun was about to sink to the distant horizon again. Just like every day for thousands of years, the slightly summer breeze surrounds the somewhat wilted leaves, wandering in the dense forest, swirling over the bodies of the big tree, and passing by the silent trunks. The summer heat was not so strong in the evening breeze.

"Where is this?" Squinted his eyes and slightly adapted to the sudden increase in light. Bai Chenxiang and Qingdie stood next to Long Junchen in a box. They looked back at the cave hidden by several big trees, and felt like they were different.

Long Junchen glanced around and said with some uncertainty: "It should be near the cave where we entered. Although the underground tomb before looked magnificent, the actual area of ​​the area is definitely not too large. Let's go around the neighborhood and should be able to go out."

Long Junchen walked in the jungle with green butterflies and white agarwood. It was already summer, but there was not much heat at night, and the wind was still a little cool. The three of them walked side by side, chatting indifferently. They were nothing more than some clear Taoism and invisible discussions of poison. The three of them said softly, disturbing the butterflies who were living in the flowers and greedy for honey. I don’t know how long they had been walking, but the three of them finally heard some hawking and shouting outside the bushes.

The three of them pushed away the woods and saw the familiar and unfamiliar bustling streets. Familiarity was for Long Junchen. He did not have the gratitude for the passage of the tomb this time. He had already done too much of a surviving death in Dragon Walker and got used to it.

And strangeness is what the two girls said, especially for Bai Chenxiang, her own feeling is that she has died once. After seeing these ghosts and monsters, terrifying zombies and ghosts, it seems that she has no regrets in her life.

Passers-by looked at the three people in amazement with surprise. At first, the three of them didn't understand why the passers-by looked at themselves with a zoo-like look. After looking at each other, they found that everyone's face was more or less bloody, muddy, and spots.
Chapter completed!