"No, I'm attacking after hearing the sound? Does this mean we can't live without the scope of the blood monument?"

Seeing this, Agou couldn't help but curse.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to him first. We are now in the last destination of the Tomb of the Ghost Fox. Let's look for Changsheng first, and then pay attention to him."

Shura spoke after hearing this.

Seeing this, Agou had to shrugged helplessly, "Okay, okay, study this blood monument first."

This is the only way at the moment. After all, when they didn't know where the guy came from, they had no way of doing it at all. After all, they were invisible and physical, just like air. How can they hit this? There is no possibility of hitting it at all, so it's better to do something else earlier, and maybe they can find a way to deal with him.

The two turned their eyes to the blood monument. For safety, they checked the blood monument and stopped after confirming that there were no problems.

But I was still wary of it. After all, the ghost fox just now didn't know where to go. Who knew if it would suddenly appear and launch a sneak attack?

After looking at the blood stele up close, Agou found that the stele was not an ordinary stele, because he saw very familiar words on the stele, which was the ghost text, which was written for ghosts in the legend.

In fact, ghost text is called Mingwen, which is a kind of text written in a special way in the underworld.

Therefore, most people don’t understand it at all, but as an extraditioner, Agou naturally knows the ghost text, so after asking Shura to guard against him, Agou began to study the ghost text on the stone tablet.

Around the blood monument, he looked at it next to him like reading, and when he returned to his original place.

Agou breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "I know why the Ghost Fox clan is in the Tomb of Ghost Fox, and he has not seen a single body."

He said.

“What’s the reason?”

"Because all the dead ghosts and foxes are buried here." Agou stomped the snow under his feet. Shura glanced at him and then squatted down and knocked on the ground with the hilt of the knife.

With his blow, the seemingly solid snow surface made a crisp sound, indicating that the lower part was empty, and judging from the size and length of the sound, the space below was quite large.

"It's really below, but how can we go down? Forced to break through the ground?"

"You think too much. Although you can ring, I'm sure the firmness under your feet must be beyond imagination. Violence is impossible. Since it is designed to bury people in the tribe, there are naturally imports, so we can just look for it."

"Then look for it separately?"

"No, it's not a question of finding the entrance now, the problem is the bloody monument in front of you."

Agou spoke.

"Blood Monument? What's wrong with the Blood Monument?"

"This is not an ordinary blood monument. The circle below uses ghost text to record the construction of the Ghost Fox Tomb, and a general introduction to the entire Ghost Fox Tomb. As for going up again, it uses ghost text to record the names of each deceased. Look at this."

Agou said that the stele face was only for Shura to show. Upon hearing this, Shura cast his eyes over and saw that the stele that Agou pointed was full of dense ghost texts, but these were not the point. The point was that there were actually a few new ghost texts on the blood stele. Judging from its carving level, it should have been carved recently.

Seeing this, Shura's brows sank, "What is this ghost text written?"

He asked, and Agou glanced at him again, then slowly said, "Master Taizu, Wuta!"

"Taizu, Wuta? The name of a ghost fox clan?" Shura asked afterwards.

"It should be, but it's not sure if it's right, but what is certain is that this name has been carved recently, and it will never last more than ten days. Think about it, within ten days, there were actually people, or ghost foxes, who were carving names on this blood monument. What does this mean?"

Agou asked.

"It means that the ghost fox clan that you think has been extinct is still in breath."

As soon as Agou's voice fell, an old voice slowly rang out. Agou and Shura were shocked when they heard the sound and hurriedly looked at the source of the sound.

The person who made the voice slowly walked out from behind the blood monument. He had white hair and a pair of big furry ears. He looked like a ghost fox.

He walked out, Shura and Agou immediately made a defensive state, and the old man waved his hand when he saw this.

"Young man, don't be nervous, I have no malice!"

The old man spoke.

"A man of ghosts and foxes?" Agou asked.

"Are the ghost fox? Maybe after I die, she is the only one in the world, right?"

The old man sighed when he heard this and said slowly.

"Are you going out? Do you plan to stop it or persuade you to leave?"

Agou ignored his lament and spoke directly, because he felt that it was not necessary to talk to other guys who were probably enemies.

The old man shook his head when he heard this, "It's not to stop it, nor to persuade him to retreat. It's just that he has been sleeping in this grave of ghosts and foxes for too long. I just want to chat with a few strangers."

He spoke, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he had seen through the world.

Seeing this, Agou stared at him, looked at the old man's vicissitudes of life, and felt the lifeless aura.

Finally, he sighed helplessly, "Let's take a break and talk to him." Agou said to Shura. Upon hearing this, Shura nodded and said yes.

The old man was happy to see this and walked to the new name with the little guy who had just thrown the snowball and smashed Shura and the others.

"I know you have a lot to ask, you can ask me now, and you will tell you what you know."

He spoke.

After the sound of the song, Agou was happy and hurriedly said, "What is this guy outside? Why can't he beat him?"

"We call the guards of the tomb, what the patriarch studied, nothing, invisible and physical, born from the snow, and strong from the snow."

The old man spoke.

"Then can tell me how the Ghost Fox clan went to decline."

The one who spoke this time was Shura. Obviously he was interested in the history of ghost foxes. The old man glanced at him when he heard this. His turbid eyes suddenly emitted a shiny light. The old man clenched his hand tightly, but he quickly loosened again.

"This matter has to start a long time ago. If you really want to hear it, then I will tell you."

The old man said, and Shura looked at Agou after hearing this, looking for advice. Agou looked very interested in seeing this, but did not refute him, but nodded and indicated that he could.

Seeing this, the old man suppressed for so long. He seemed to really want to talk to others, so he immediately said, "I was still young at that time, as big as her. The ghost fox is still the lord of the Yellow Spring. They dominate the Huangquan and attract souls to ferry ghosts every day. The clan members are practicing since they were born, in order to have a skill and be able to be loyal to the underworld in the future."

"I had the same dream at that time, so I practiced hard and dreamed that I could become an elder of the Ghost Fox clan, so that I could get an official position from the underworld and then enter the world to practice."

"In the vast yellow sand, life is extremely boring. Every time the soul from the world comes, we will chat with us before drinking Mengpo soup. The beauty of the world makes the tribe members more and more unable to bear it. We yearn for and look forward to it."

"Finally, some people couldn't stand the temptation and wanted to step into the human world, but without the cultivation of the elders and the official orders of the underworld, the Ghost Fox clan members could not step out of the gate of ghosts, so she stole the order of the Ghost Fox clan, got out of the gate of ghosts, and fell in love with the man on earth. Wherever they started, the disaster of the Ghost Fox clan began!"
Chapter completed!