It was precisely because Guo Jia had just opened the box that there were harsh friction sounds in the tomb chamber, and the unknown mechanism was awakened again, and everyone was instantly worried.

"hiss……!"

The creatures that caught my eyes made Guo Jia take a breath of air. A giant figure with long hair, a human-shaped monster with white eyes and two fangs was pitch black and blue smoke. He lay motionless on the ground and fell in the bronze tomb of the female corpse just now.

"This is a white-haired rice dumpling..."

The cause of zongzi must be in line with the right time and place. It is said that people have three souls and seven spirits. If the soul is good, the spirit will be evil.

After a person dies, his soul will ascend to heaven, and his soul will remain in his body

To become a rice dumpling, the place where the burial is a corpse-raising site. The land conditions help the corpse absorb the yin energy. There should be a locust tree next to the burial place. After the corpse is buried, it also absorbs the essence of the moon.

Although the white-haired rice dumplings in front of you are the lowest, an adult white-haired rice dumpling is still invulnerable to swords and fire.

When Guo Jia thought of the folk legend about white-haired rice dumplings, he was frightened and fell to the ground, and his face turned pale.

Zifan also tiptoed at the white-haired zombies in the tomb, and his face became ferocious.

"His grandma, your grandpa Niu thought you could go out soon, but now you have made a white-haired rice dumpling for me. I really think you have grandpa and I'm so easy to bully!" Erniu cursed even more.

Although he was not afraid of the white-haired Zongzi on his mouth, Erniu definitely exposed his true thoughts in his heart and was exploring something in the tomb coffin.

"Crack~boomboobooboo~"

Suddenly, a rusty sound of the mechanism sounded, a wall next to it slowly rose, and a passage slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"call"

Seeing the passage in front of you, everyone was relaxed and alert. No one expected that a pair of green eyes in their eyes would slowly open.

"Bang"

A dull sound came from the silent ancient tomb. Zifan felt as if something was blowing in his back, and slowly he slowly lowered his head. A pair of green eyes came into his eyes. The green eyes looked straight at Zifan, and there seemed to be a little laughter in the corners of his eyes.

"Oh my god!"

"Run!"

Zifan slowly turned back to his stiff neck, picked up the backpack in his hand and ran towards the passage desperately.

But how could the white-haired Zongzi let go of the bare-handed prey in front of you?

"Bang~"

Only a crisp sound was heard, and Zifan flew straight out.

The moment Zi Fan flew out, he passed by a series of twelve swords, his eyes as lightning, piercing through the void, and his body suddenly jumped up, as if he was rushing down from the peak. He saw a flash of sword light and the foul blood spurted out directly.

At the first moment, Erniu also came to a mountain of Tai, jumping between dust, and at the same time, the sword light in his wrist flew into the wind where the white-haired rice dumplings were. Only the broken cold light flashed in front of everyone.

But things went against my wishes. Baimao Zongzi's sharp claws tightly grasped the flying sword and threw Erniu into the air.

Zifan danced wildly, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and his long sword was as bright as a rainbow, fighting with his body hurt. However, he could not compete.

"Bang~"

Zifan was hit hard on the wall again, and felt his chest as if he had been broken. He held his waist up and lay on the ground and moaned weakly.

"Check your breath quickly, everyone, hold your breath quickly!" Guo Jia suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone held their breath, the white-haired rice dumplings slowly stopped there and could not move.

According to ancient books, white-haired rice dumplings are used to distinguish the direction by people's breath. They can only smell the breath of living people and look for them, but their eyes cannot see them.

But this method is still not a long-term solution. Zifan also had an idea and shouted loudly.

"Big guy, here!"

"Roar~"

Baimao Zongzi suddenly heard Zifan's voice and let out a beast-like roar, and used all his strength to pounce on Zifan.

Then the breath disappeared, and the white-haired Zongzi looked confused. Zabazaba looked at his green eyes and rushed into the air at a loss.

Unfortunately, Zifan hadn't laughed for three minutes, and the white-haired Zongzi, the big hand that looked like a Bodhisattva, pounced on him again. This time, the white-haired Zongzi was much smarter. He slapped him no matter whether there was anyone in front of him.

After a scream, Zifan was slapped away again before he could dodge, and the blood from the corner of his mouth was also squirting out violently.

Who knows that Zifan has finished his makeup and struggles. He is so delicate that he remembers it sadly. The most true time in the past is the most true time. The crabapple flowers are covered with branches, and they are soaked in my heart. He sighs: Stop, my life is like this.

After two consecutive violent impacts, Zifan's internal organs were probably bleeding early. Even if he had a golden bell cover, he could not withstand the white-haired rice dumplings and a frontal blow.

When he said that, he was quick to say that he was quick to dodge his long sword and threw it at the white-haired Zongzi with a lightning speed. He said that he was quick to say that the long sword drew an elegant arc in the air and hit the forehead of the white-haired Zongzi opposite. With a muffled "bang", the long sword cracked in response.

Erniu was as stupid as papaya. Unexpectedly, a small white-haired rice dumpling had mastered the indestructible body of Vajra. He had such skill. He was surprised and said someone to speak, so he ran away quickly!!

Zifan was helpless and rolled on the donkey and stood up from the ground. How could the white-haired Zongzi let Zifan go? The sharp claws attacked again. Zifan, who saw that he would definitely not be able to hide, closed his eyes and saw a soldier who touched the gold lieutenant blocking directly in front of Zifan.

The sharp claws gently stroked the right arm of the lieutenant's soldiers, and a long and deep hole was drawn inside the sleeves. With white flesh, bright red blood oozed out of the flesh, and the white shirt inside was dyed red. The screams of the lieutenant's soldiers resounded throughout the tomb.

"Lord, go!"

The lieutenant rolled on the ground, moved his bloody body, and rushed to the left of the white-haired Zongzi in front, grabbed his left leg, and bit his arm, which was still a little bloody.

The white-haired Zongzi didn't even look at it, but just twisted it hard and made a click. The shoulder joint was dislocated, and the screams of the soldiers of the lieutenant's soldiers rang out.

As the saying goes, anger comes from the heart, evil comes from the courage. Zifan reborn in the system by prolonging his life, and allowed the lieutenant to be reborn, but all memories have disappeared, but the price can be imagined.

Zi Fan jumped up like a dragon, his body burst out with a brilliant light, waving a gorgeous light curtain, like a star falling from the starry sky. The light curtain cut off the rainbow light that shot out and resolved the fear of killing. Then the long sword was swept, and the dazzling sword light rushed straight up, like a gorgeous silver dragon, as if it was about to connect with the lightning falling from the sky.

Click!

A black sword light flashed, followed by the sound of bone shattering. The white-haired Zongzi, which was originally invulnerable to swords and spears, slashed half of his head with one sword.

As the sword passed by the wind, Zifan's hair spread out, reflecting a clear light under the light of the tomb, which made his peerless face even more sad.

The tall and mighty body of the White-haired Zongzi burst into a thunderous position.

Although I defeated the White-haired Zongzi, I am afraid that the life-extending method of always changing the system in a hurry is probably not that easy, and I will definitely pay the corresponding price. I don’t know if there will be any disaster waiting for Zifan.

Along the way, Zifan kept recalling the strange things that happened in the tomb, and I'm afraid everything was not that simple.

However, when Zi Fan thought of the gains he received this time, he burst into laughter. The gold, silver and treasures in the tomb and the priceless objects were extraordinary. Although there were some small twists and turns, it was finally a complete success.

According to the tomb robber’s route plan, the magistrate also opened an exit from the hillside on the other end.

Seeing the hole in front of me, Zifan unconsciously felt that he had accelerated his pace.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands...

Looking up at the starry sky, the world has become so big...

Zifan then looked at an ancient book in his hand that he had obtained when he didn't know when, and then put him in his backpack.

This... this... is actually "Taigong Yin Fu"!" Guo Jia slowly took the book, his arms trembled slightly, and he slowly read it.

"I didn't expect that I could see the book "Taigong Yin Fu" in this ancient tomb. I'm afraid there are details in the tomb that we ignore."

"Taigong Yinfu" belongs to the Taoist school of books, also known as "Book of Zhou", all have different names in the book "Taigong". Legend has it that it was left by Jiang Taigong. It is said that Su Qin hung his head and thorned his head to read this book, and finally he hung the seals of the six countries and returned home in glory.

"The origin of this book is unknown. Due to the lack of documentary records, the first to record the title and content of this book was "Arts and Literature Collection" written in 19624, but many people are willing to associate it with Su Qin in the Warring States Period.

"The Strategies of the Warring States" says that Su Qin "posted books at night, and had dozens of boxes, and obtained the plot of Taigong Yinfu". "Records of the Grand Historian" also records this story, saying that Su Qin "gets the Yinfu Fu in Zhou Shu" and read it in a low voice." Since the Yinfu Jing is titled "Yellow Emperor Yinfu Jing", it is said that this thing is very likely written by Huangdi. The relationship between Huangdi and "Yinfu Jing" comes from the meaning of the militaryfu Fu Fu Jing, and people associate it with the myth of Xuannv's talisman.

Only when the relationship between Huangdi and the "Yin Fu Jing" was established, people could be inspired to use other resources of Huangdi's myths. As for the myths of Guangchengzi and even the naive emperors that can be seen at present, they all talk about Huangdi's cultivation of Taoism and seeking immortality. This can be seen from the "Yin Fu Jing Three Emperors Jade Art" and the "Yin Fu Jing Jia Song Jie Yin Fu Jing Jie Song".

However, when did the Guangchengzi's myth become the resource for explaining the "Yin Fu Jing"? Documents still need to be searched. We know that the story of Xia Yu's flood control has a new plot of cultivating immortals and immortality in "The Five Talismans of Lingbao". Do the stories of Huangdi and Xuannv have similar historical trajectories? Because the military talisman cannot interpret the sayings of gods. Is the meaning of gods in "Yin Fu Jing" a transformation of the myth of Huangdi, or is it borrowing the story of Guangchengzi! We don't know."

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Youzhou gradually flourished. After this life-and-death battle, Zifan felt very profound, so he decided to set up a big banquet to entertain all the ministers.

After drinking for three rounds, the gatekeeper suddenly reported: "There is a gentleman from the gate who calls himself the ancestor of Nanhua and asks to see his lord."

"The old immortal in Nanhua developed the secrets of heaven in the ichuang garden. He spoke out the great and noble arguments, and opened the strange words of vastness. He was very strange in Qi and harmony. He talked about the fish in the northern sea. I don't know how many thousands of miles it was called Kun. He turned into a great repent, and his magnificent embryo was solidified. He took off the erectile dynasty on the island, and opened the feathers at the Tianmen. He brushed the spring flow of Bohe and the morning tide of Fusang. He burned the universe and the tomb in Kunlun. Every drum and danced, the smoke and sand were hazy. The five mountains shook and the rivers collapsed and ran for it."

This Nanhua ancestor is amazing. It is rumored that it is Zhang Jiao, Yu Ji, and Zuo Ci's master. He has the ability to "Taiping Dunjia" to change his fate against the will of heaven.

Some people even say that he was the reincarnation of Zhuangzi, and handed over three volumes of "Dunjia Tianshu" to Zuo Ci in Mount Emei. The first volume is called Tiandun, the middle volume is called Earth Did, and the second volume is called Celebrity Did. The Sky Did can soar clouds and cross the wind and ascend to Taixu; the Earth Did can penetrate mountains and stones; the human Did can travel around the world, fly swords and throw swords, take people's heads, and hide their shapes and transform.

So Zifan personally sorted out his clothes and called his subordinates to let him come in. He gave the ancestor Nanhua to sit and ask him. The ancestor Nanhua wore a white brocade robe and covered with a silver gauze. His hair had been tied with a tall white jade crown. His appearance was extremely perfect, his eyes were half closed, and his face was expressionless. He looked like a god who was tall, showing a super-human temperament. Who would have thought that this was an old monster of unknown age, and there was an unknown little loli following behind him.

The ancestor Nanhua was not polite and walked directly to the right seat next to the prefect. Zifan clasped his fists and said, "Sir, don't know what happened today."

The ancestor Nanhua smiled in confusion, waved his hand, and said slowly: "I'll talk about it later. I don't know what food is available in the mansion, so bring it quickly." Zuo Ci's sudden appearance and asked for wine and food as soon as he entered. It was really inappropriate.

Dian Wei was furious when he heard this, "Lord, this guy is really unreasonable. Lord, hurry up and order me to catch it."

But the little loli stared at her big watery eyes and her pink mouth, and pulled the sleeves of the ancestor Nanhua with aggrieved face, "Old ancestor, this big black coal, is abusive to us, you still care about others."

Zifan immediately looked gloomy, "Dian Wei, don't be rude to the guests, and quickly return to the seat."

Let him drink and drink five dou without getting drunk, and eat meat and sheep without being full.

The ancestor Nanhua said: "I haven't eaten for decades, so it's okay; if I eclipse a thousand sheep on the sun, I can do it.

"The general is ready for both water and land today, and he has a great banquet for all the ministers. There are many foreign objects in all directions. What is missing in the inner world? I am willing to take it." The ancestor of Nanhua asked worriedly.

"I wonder if I want dragon liver to be used as soup, so the ancestor may get it!"

"What's the difficulty!"

So he called someone to take ink pens, painted a dragon on the pink wall, and brushed the sleeve of the robe, and the dragon's belly opened. The ancestor of Nanhua proposed a pair of dragon liver in the dragon's belly, and blood was still flowing.
To be continued...