Liang Houzai and I looked at each other, and Liang Houzai frowned and made a lip service to me: "Fangshuo."

I took a deep breath, pointed to the direction of the mountain, and signaled to continue moving forward.

Then, I took them around the back of the mobile room and bent over and moved forward carefully.

After leaving the three rows of houses, we stood up and accelerated our pace toward the top of the mountain. If the people from the Burial Cult were really in, they might have already obtained Yin Yu.

Running halfway up the mountain, we slowed down again, avoided the mountain path opened by the construction team, and walked carefully in the potential bushes.

When I was almost at the top of the mountain, I smelled the smell of gunpowder. It seemed that someone had indeed used explosives here not long ago. If the people who were going up the mountain were really archaeological teams, it would be unlikely to use this kind of thing. If the mercenary of the Burial Cult can use explosives to blow up the tomb, I am afraid that only the mercenaries of the Burial Cult can do it.

This mountain is not high, so we soon arrived at the top of the mountain. From the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain, there were many steel frames for construction, but only a huge round pit was dug out on the top of the mountain, but there was no amount of building materials left.

I could feel a faint yin energy floating around the pit. Although the amount of qi is very small, it is extremely pure. The yin energy emits from the yin jade.

Liang Houzai whispered to me: "The so-called archaeological team should have left."

Actually, I know without him saying that we are late.

The Yin Qi near the pit was left with Yin Jade, which means that someone had already left the tomb with Yin Jade. These people were walking in a hurry and didn't even have time to encapsulate the Yin Jade before leaving. Could it be that they had received the news in advance and knew that we were coming?

I got up and left the bushes, walked to the big pit, and looked inside.

There is indeed a hole at the bottom of the pit with a diameter of about three meters, but some of the rock formations around the hole have been blown up.

Senior Brother Geng first looked over and took a look, then turned around and looked at the other hills not far away. After a while, I heard him scream suddenly: "It's bad!"

I asked Senior Brother Geng: "What's wrong?"

Senior Brother Geng pointed to the mountain in the distance and said to me: "This mountain was originally used to block evil. Now that the mountain has been opened such a big hole, the Feng Shui will be broken. Those villages are close to these mountains. Without the screens to block evil, evil energy will soon accumulate. At that time, all villagers will suffer!"

I don’t understand Feng Shui, but from Senior Brother Geng’s tone, it seems that the damage to the mountain was a very serious matter. I asked him: “Can it be remedied?”

Senior Brother Geng sighed and said, "Remedy can be remedy, but the good Feng Shui for thousands of years has been ruined. No matter how much it is, it will not be able to return to its original state. The local people's fortune is almost over. Alas, replenishing Feng Shui is a major project, which takes at least half a year. During this period, people with poor luck may suffer a blood disaster."

To put it simply, the local people will die in a bad way. Unless all the villagers move to other places, such things will never be avoided.

But if the villagers were allowed to leave their hometown where they had lived for decades without reason, they might cause even greater trouble.

I took out the flashlight from my backpack and said to Liang Houzai and Senior Brother Geng: "You guys are waiting here, I'll go down and take a look."

Liang Houzai seemed a little worried: "Can you do it alone? Maybe there are powerful evil things in the tomb."

I smiled and said, "There is no big problem. I can no longer sense other evil spirits here. I guess the evil things in the tomb should have been cleaned up by the Burial Cult."

After saying that, I slid down the steep slope outside the big pit.

I don’t know much about construction, but I have been to the construction site before and have seen foundations dug out on the construction site. The foundations are all square and straight on all sides, but the foundation here is a regular "bowl-shaped".

I slid all the way to the entrance of the cave. In the broken stone soil, I also found several pieces of talisman paper, with half a talisman mark drawn with cinnabar on it.

It seems that my colleagues were among the people who had been tombs before.

I lay next to the entrance of the cave and looked inside. The hole was not deep, and I could see the bottom with the moonlight. Although the entrance of the cave had been blown up, the rocks in the cave were far less than those outside the entrance. I punched a mountaineering nail on the ground, put a rope on it, and then slid along the rope to the bottom of the cave.

Connected to the entrance of the hole is a very long natural tunnel. This tunnel is gradually widening from east to west. I shine the east side of the tunnel with a flashlight. At the end of the beam, the tunnel is so narrow that it cannot be walked for people. The tomb should be directly west of the tunnel.

I tried to sense the Qi field in the west. Except for the small amount of Yin Qi left behind by Yin Yu, there was no other evil Qi.

At this time, Liang Houzai shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Brother Dao, will I go down and help you?"

Before I could respond, he went down the rope. I looked at the entrance of the cave and asked him, "Why are you down? Where is Senior Brother Geng?"

"He is guarding outside." Liang Houzai said, taking out a flashlight and sang to both ends of the tunnel.

I said, "Let's go deeper and take a look." Then I walked towards the west end of the tunnel.

Not long after walking west, the width of the tunnel was expanded to more than five meters. After that, the width of the tunnel no longer changed, and a vague smell of blood appeared in the air.

As Liang Houzai and I continued to move forward, the smell of blood became more and more pungent. This smell reminded me of the blood pool in the underground palace of the old Huang family again.

There are signs of explosions on the stone wall at the end of the tunnel, and a deeper passage is connected in a depression that is blown out by gunpowder.

Liang Houzai and I each held up flashlights and entered the passage on the stone wall. It was a square tomb passage. Whether it was the top, the ground, or the walls on both sides, they were built with whole pieces of large stone slabs, and there were statues of the flowers on these stone slabs.

Liang Houzai shook the flashlight on the stone wall and said to me: "The suppressed things in this tomb are also Zhu Huai?"

I nodded: "It should be. I thought before that the evil things in each tomb were different."

Liang Houzai: "Maybe this tomb has some connection with the bronze tomb we have laid down before."

I said, "Who knows, this tomb has been destroyed, and even the connection has been cut off now. Let's walk forward."

While talking, I moved the beam of the flashlight directly in front of me and continued to move forward with Liang Houzai.

At the corner of this tomb passage, a huge body filled with a strong smell of blood blocked our way. I suddenly became nervous, but when I shone the flashlight, I realized that it was a dead mind.

Its head was cut off, and blood and oil kept dripping down the incision on its neck to the ground. Although it was dead, its headless body still stood stiffly, and the burrs on its body also had large areas of fracture.

We had fought with Zhu Huai before. Its flesh was as hard as steel, and its recovery ability was super strong, even the armor-piercing bomb could not cause substantial damage to it. But Zhu Huai was actually beheaded. I carefully checked the wound on its neck. The outer edge of the wound was very flat, and the cross sections of the bones and muscles were straight, which means that it was beheaded in an instant and might not have time to resist.

At this time, Liang Houzai patted my shoulder, and he used a flashlight to shine behind Zhu Huai, and said to me: "Brother Dao, look."

I looked over the flashlight and saw Zhu Huai's huge head falling not far away. All three eyes had been dug up, and only three huge blood holes were left on his eye sockets and forehead. There was also a talisman on his left cheek.

Liang Houzai and I avoided Zhu Huai's body and walked to the head. I looked at the spiritual talisman. The spiritual charm on it had been exhausted, and the cinnabar used to draw the talisman seal fell off in large quantities and became incomplete.

Liang Houzai asked me: "Has the hostility on Zhu Huai been dispelled?"

I nodded: "It was completely dispersed, and there was only a little yin energy left in the tomb passage, and all the other qi fields were dispersed."

While speaking, I used a flashlight to illuminate deeper into the tomb passage, and a large number of corpses of fetal corpses were entrenched. In addition, I also found a mercenary who was completely dead on the ground. He seemed to have suffered a violent impact at the last moment of his life, and his whole body was seriously deformed. There was also a corpse of fetal corpse that was also completely dead on his back.

The fetal corpse must have wanted to get into his back, but was dispelled from the corpse gas when it was about to get into it.

This time, the Burial Cult not only sent mercenaries, but also masters in charge. Moreover, this person is much more skilled than me in terms of cultivation and means.

And I vaguely feel that this person's Taoism is most likely to be above my master and uncle.

Liang Houzai probably had the same idea. He said from the side: "Hey, Zuo Youdao, you said... the Burial Sect wouldn't have invited the old monsters from the Secret Cultivation Sect out?"

I looked deep in the tomb passage and had no response.

Then Liang Houzai said to himself: "Now the Burial Cult is the public enemy of the entire industry. Even the people from the Secret Cult should not dare to come out for them. Could it be that the masters who are in the Burial Cult are themselves people in the Burial Cult?"

Speaking of this, Liang Houzai suddenly turned his head and asked me: "It's not that the leader of the Burial Cult came in person, right?"

I still didn't respond and quietly pulled out the scabbard bit by bit. "Liang Houzai" continued: "Your master can sit on the third seat of the Burial Cult. Although it is only a reputation, it also shows that in the entire Burial Cult, his cultivation is one of the best, but the master of the tomb in front is obviously even better than your master..."

I stood up and interrupted him: "How did you know about my master?"

After hearing what I said, "Liang Houzai" immediately closed his mouth, and the green steel sword on my side had been unsheathed.

In the next moment, "Liang Houzai" took out something from his waist. Judging from the outline, it should be a pistol. I didn't say nonsense and slashed at his wrist with a sword.

This sword did hit, but I felt a heavy resistance. The moment the Qinggang Sword touched it, it became dull!

I realized on the spot that although this man pretended to be Liang Houzai, he was his own person.

At that time, a name immediately appeared in my mind: Luo Youfang.

After being "smacked" by the Qinggang Sword, "Liang Houzai" flashed and distanced me. His speed was very fast, and it was impossible for me to catch up with him.

He stopped ten meters away from me and said to me, "Luo Youfang asked me to remind you and let you pay attention to his lip shape."

Isn’t this person Luo Youfang?

I didn't understand what he meant, and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Liang Houzai" smiled: "I don't know what it means, Luo Youfang just asked you to pay attention to his lips. In addition, he asked me to give you this thing."
Chapter completed!