Yi Chongsheng Temple is under renovation, so the three of them moved to another small temple first. The master was highly respected and still had this face. He dispersed several monks here. The master personally arranged a magic circle to protect the three of them. Then the three of them sat cross-legged together.

"Amitabha, come with me."

After saying that, the master closed his eyes, and a wisp of blue smoke rose from his brow. The soul turned into a vapor, which was better than the tangible invisible. This is an extremely high state, and it is also a state of fearlessness and inaction.

Su Yuhang's soul walked out of his body, waiting for a while to be rich and noble, and then the two souls followed the master's blue smoke toward the crack in front.

"Buzz!"

When passing through the crack, a great pulling force was generated around it. Because Fugui had not yet attained enlightenment, the master and Su Yuhang blessed Fugui one on the left and right. Only after a quarter of an hour did the souls of the three pass through the crack safely.

Immediately, the souls of the three people transformed into their own figure.

Above the head is a mysterious starry sky arrangement, and under the feet is a pattern of hell in the ten directions. Perhaps, the Great Qin sorcerers who arranged this battlefield two thousand years ago would not have thought that their actions at that time would lead to various legends about hell in later generations. Even this legend is far superior to the former Great Qin Empire from a fantasy perspective.

Xu Fugui bent down and sensed the ground with his soul. This was an emotional ground, because it had been soaked in countless blood, and a shocking killing happened here.

Fugui didn't know what the final outcome was, whether this Qin army was wiped out here, or whether they successfully annihilated a group of listeners.

But no matter what the ending is, nothing happening here will actually have any impact on the final ending.

In other words, the story here is summarized as "I have been here, I have fought, I have sacrificed."

The master put his hands together and recited the Heart Sutra silently. He was carrying out a salvation, but it was obvious that this salvation had little effect, because there was no real soul here, and the remaining thoughts after two thousand years of tempering cannot be said to be able to pass on it by transcending.

Su Yuhang's eyes were surfing here. In fact, he should be the most literary among the three. But in fact, it seems that such things as literary youth will only appear in those who like to show off. Just when wealth and masters are both sad about the past and present, Su Yuhang is more calm, that is, more practical.

He was searching, he was observing whether there would be something he needed in this ancient battlefield called hell by later generations.

A few moments,

After the master's salvation, Xu Fugui slowly straightened his waist.

The three of them walked side by side, walking through this ancient battlefield.

There are not many corpses, because this ancient battlefield is not completely isolated, so for the past two thousand years, there are countless miscellaneous things that have been sucked in, and there are many things that originally came here that have been wandering out, but you can still see some broken finger wrecks and broken weapons at every distance.

"We should have won here at the beginning." The master analyzed, "so the Qin army had cleaned up the corpse of the robes after the victory."

Xu Fugui nodded. It should be like this, because according to the remaining traces here, at least more than a dozen big-ranked listeners on both sides of the battle had fought here, and in fact, the number might be more. Sometimes the Qin army did fight against the other side in military formations and numbers. Therefore, if the war was defeated here, the Qin army would definitely be left behind. Even if a lot of them were scattered for two thousand years, if there were no surprises in the small amount of wreckage here, the Qin army should have won.

However, a partial victory cannot change the ending of the entire situation. After all, the three people present knew that the big-name audience seemed precious, but for the radio, it was nothing more than batches of products made on the assembly line.

Putting aside the battlefield remains, there are actually more messy things here. Maybe it was sucked in by a crack by chance, including sculptures similar to Greece and oriental jewelry.

But there are not many valuable things here.

Su Yuhang felt a little disappointed, and felt like he was coming and returning home with great excitement.

The master and Xu Fugui came with an "outing" mentality, which is similar to visiting a history museum, so it is not very utilitarian. The two of them walked and looked and touched, and they also felt that it was a kind of enjoyment.

Suddenly, Su Yuhang stopped, he pointed at his feet.

"There is something underneath, it should be a coffin."

"There is a coffin?" Xu Fugui came over with interest. To be honest, although there are many kinds of things in hell, there have been no real high-quality products. The three of them are still looking forward to some other gains.

Su Yuhang's soul power was released, and a piece of dust and rock below drifted away directly, revealing the surface of the sarcophagus.

The master squatted down and identified it carefully, then shook his head, "It's another imported product. It seems to be from Central Asia. Look at the patterns and patterns, it should be from the ancient Western Regions."

This means that this coffin was not something left behind on the Qin Dynasty battlefield, but was absorbed from somewhere.

Su Yuhang was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he still used his soul power to directly overturn the lid of the sarcophagus. No matter what, he had to open it and take a look.

The sarcophagus was opened, revealing its true appearance.

A pretty woman is lying here silently.

Her face is well preserved, but in fact, her existence has been at least a thousand years old, and its value will definitely kill the so-called ancient corpse of Loulan in seconds.

But Su Yuhang and the other two were not here for archaeology, so it is really not worth much to them.

"Well, an ancient corpse, haha..." After saying that, the master smiled again, "It was an ancient corpse that was cursed by someone. It was interesting and interesting. This female corpse had become a zombie, but although there was no direct constraint of the laws of heaven and earth in this place, the remaining murderous thoughts on this ancient battlefield were too heavy, and she dared not wake up.

Now that the three of us are here, she dare not wake up, haha, she is pretending to be asleep."

The master laughed freely.

Then, the master pretended to be compassionate:

"Amitabha, this coffin is not old enough."

Xu Fugui nodded beside him, "Hey, this woman still has something in her belly, but it's a pity that the age is really not enough. If we didn't meet this place, it would be really a midnight snack if we met it in a normal situation."

"That is the origin of the curse. It was implanted by the person who cursed her. It is usually seeds or small insects, and the techniques are very similar to the Miaojiang Gu cultivation. But you are right. If this thing is old enough, it will taste good if it is used to soak wine. It's a pity. The year is still a little worse, and it's a pity to soak wine."

At this moment, Su Yuhang's face suddenly changed and he said, "Shut up!" Soon, Su Yuhang sighed again, "Forget it, it's too late."

After saying that, Su Yuhang waved his hand and flipped the coffin lid back and covered the coffin again.

Su Yuhang's face also looked a little unfair.

"What's wrong?" The master was a little confused.

"Let's go to another place to see." Su Yuhang said as he walked towards the other side, but he did not explain his behavior just now.

"Let's look for it separately. It's too difficult for the three of them to get together to find each other." Xu Fugui suggested.

The master and Su Yuhang both nodded, and then the three of them separated.

About ten minutes later, Xu Fugui's figure walked back here again. He looked a little clumsy, but also a little cute, like a honest uncle next door. Of course, what Xu Fugui didn't know was that his image was uniformly called Lao Wang next door twenty years later.

Xu Fugui looked at the other side. His figure was actually still wandering there. Su Yuhang and the master had already walked away. He touched his chin with some concern.

"The trick I learned from the master should be useful, right? Forget it, I don't care about my own self and my true self. Anyway, Su Yuhang is also a soul body, and with the huge remnant suppression here, he shouldn't be able to tell which one is the real self and which one is the original self.

No matter what, let’s take a look at how my godson is doing.

It's really strange, little guy, godfather, I didn't expect that you were not born yet, but I could actually meet you in this ghost place. You won't be unlucky to become an audience in the future, right? Well, that's right, your parents are both listeners, unless they throw you into an orphanage since childhood, otherwise the probability of you becoming an audience without being involved in cause and effect is really low."

Xu Fugui carefully prepared to lift the coffin while continuing to mutter to himself:

"It seems that this ancient battlefield barrier is not that simple. The Qin Dynasty sorcerer did have two brushes back then. This barrier should be infinitely close to the story world created by the radio, and it can actually change the time flow rate between here and the outside main world."

As he said that, Xu Fugui opened the lid of the coffin carefully without making any sound, squatted down, put his head up and stared at the female corpse in the coffin again.

"Shh, your dad is gone."

Xu Fugui put his index finger on his lips and made a "silence" gesture. In his eyes, there was another soul in the female corpse, or another look, called another.

He thought that it should be a baby, because it was a bit too embarrassing to imagine Su Bai's appearance twenty years later.

Fugui felt a little happy when he thought that he had seen his godson so early in advance before his godson was born.

"Shh, your dad is gone, shit shit shit shit shit......Little ancestor, pee quickly!"

Xu Fugui kept "shushing" her mouth, imagining that he was coaxing his godson to pee on him.

He himself enjoys it.
Chapter completed!