Zhang Yang hadn't woken up yet, so he cursed and said, "It's really unlucky. I just want to take a nap."

"Oh, why are you talking nonsense? If you want to sleep, just sleep. This ancient tomb is very suitable."

"Get out of here, how could I sleep in this tomb? I have been in trouble with you for eight lifetimes. Hurry up and go to the next intersection." Zhang Yang said.

"Why are you so anxious? Follow Master Tao and there will definitely be no problems."

"You'd better forget it. I believe you. I'm more willing to believe in the map."

Hua Wuque sneered at the comparison, rolled his eyes with disdain and left directly.

Now that guy Li Tao is also inside, and so is Yang Laohei. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble caused by the encounter, the three of them try to stay as close to the center of the ancient tomb as possible.

Hua Wuque followed the map, kept turning left and right, and perfectly closed all the mechanisms.

"Hua Quade, isn't the main tomb where the four corpses are located?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Of course not. Not to mention that the map shows otherwise. The Taoist priest looked at that place and found that it was at most a fake tomb that was specially designed to bring people in and clean it up."

Ning Fan was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that Professor Feng has been here before? Why is there no trace of their previous visit?"

"Good brother, you are right to the point. Master Dao, why should I let Professor Feng leave? Because Master Dao cannot see what he is thinking in his heart."

"No matter what, Professor Feng won't be harmful to us, right?" Ning Fan asked.

Hua Wuwei nodded: "It stands to reason that this is the case, but Master Tao couldn't understand it from the maze outside, combined with everything about the fake tomb, and I always felt that someone had activated this ancient tomb."

"Yes, I feel the same way. I always feel like someone is watching our every move, and I am afraid that a thousand-year-old zombie will suddenly jump out and poke dozens of holes in our bodies."

When Zhang Yang said this, he couldn't help but shudder, and looked behind him in fear from time to time.

The next second he sniffed the air and asked a little doubtfully: "Did you smell anything strange?"

"No, why didn't Master Dao smell it?" Hua Wuque also started to sniff.

Ning Fan felt strange. After saying this, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, as if it was coming from his own body.

Zhang Yang looked at Ning Fan, and was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground with his legs weak, pointing at Ning Fan in horror: "Ahhhh..."

I couldn't say anything at all, and even went to pick off my pants that were in perfect condition.

"What the hell is your name?"

After Hua Wuque finished speaking, he looked at Ning Fan with the same expression, but it was even more ugly.

"What are your expressions and what do you see?" Ning Fan didn't understand.

The two of them were thinking about their mouths and looked at the thing on Ning Fan's right shoulder. It was something with disheveled hair, his chin was resting on his shoulder, his face was pale, and he had a pair of pale fish eyes.

It was a ghost head who was lying on Ning Fan's shoulder, looking at Hua Wuque and the two.

"Ah...run!" Hua Wuque yelled, as if he was crazy.

Zhang Yang swallowed, but couldn't help but run away as fast as he could, for fear that he would be caught by the ghost if he ran slower.

Faced with the inexplicable nervousness of these two people, Ning Fan looked behind him and saw that there was no problem at all.

"These two... Why did they suddenly lose their minds?" Ning Fan hurriedly chased after him, making sure not to get separated.
Chapter completed!