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Chapter 51: The corpse cemetery

??When I returned to the altar, I gathered my spiritual power to the position of my eyes and planned to open the Dharma eye. This was the second time I opened the Dharma eye. I was still a little unfamiliar with it. I felt that my eyes were still burning and painful, just like something forced into my eyes.

After opening it several times in a row, I opened my eyes and suddenly felt that the bronze tripod on the altar was different, and it was covered with various souls, which was a bit beyond my imagination.

They had a ferocious face and held the edge of the bronze cauldron with their hands tightly, trying to climb out of it, but there seemed to be some force in the bronze cauldron to pull them, making their struggle so pale and powerless!

"So many, which one is Xiao Shi?"

After watching for a long time, I didn't see Xiao Shi, so I couldn't help but ask the old ghost on the side.

"That little guy is a little special. After the spirit body is dispersed, it is golden. Look around the bronze tripod."

After hearing the old ghost's words, I jumped onto the altar and searched around the bronze tripod. Sure enough, I found a ball of golden gas in one corner of the bronze tripod, and I was immediately overjoyed.

Wrapped some of the spiritual energy around my hand, I reached out to hug it, and then slowly pulled it out. My hand seemed to pass through a bronze tripod, feeling particularly strange.

Xiao Shi was pulled out bit by bit by bit. The suction force in the bronze tripod was really terrible, and I didn't dare to use too much force. What if it was broken?

After a long time, finally, with unremitting efforts, Xiao Shi pulled out of the bronze tripod.

The golden gas slowly transformed into Xiao Shi in my hands. At this time, he was very weak and his spirit was almost transparent.

"how so!"

I said in shock.

"Just jump over," the old ghost shouted outside the altar. After I jumped out, he immediately came forward and glanced at Xiao Shiyi, frowned, "Damn it, this bronze tripod is probably going to spontaneously ignite."

"Spontaneous combustion?"

I was very confused. Generally, if no one clicked a bronze cauldron, it would not spontaneously burn. Now the old ghost actually said that it was going to spontaneously burn. Only then did the ghost know what would happen if the broken cauldron was burned!

"Needless to say, let's leave quickly. Once the cauldron is burning, the matter will be big."

The old ghost head glanced at him in fear and urged him to leave quickly. I also knew that the ghost couldn't afford to offend him, so I hugged Xiao Shi and the old ghost head out of the altar.

I ran all the way to the riverside, and the calm river was windy again. I used to be a monster for the old ghost, but now it seems that there is someone else.

"Is there a coffin nearby?"

As soon as I stopped, I asked the old ghost in a hurry.

"Yes, after crossing the Soul-Sheng Bridge, there is a cemetery of corpses and corpses, and there are more cabbages."

The old ghost pointed at the mouth in front of me. I am not afraid that he will harm me now, unless he doesn't want to go back.

Putting Xiao Shi into my pocket, I ran to the Soul-Suppressing Bridge, but was stopped by the old ghost. "What are you doing when you run so fast? You have to take out the bones for me!"

He didn't remind me, and I really forgot that the old guy's corpse was still under the Soul-Suppressing Bridge, and smiled embarrassedly. "Worry, hurry, where is your corpse?"

The old ghost head gave me a blank look, took the lead in walking to the middle of the Soul-Sheng Bridge, and pointed to the water below and said, "It took me fifty years to transport it under this bridge, you just need to pull it up."

I climbed on the bridge railing and looked down. I really saw a pitch-black skeleton soaking in the water. Fortunately, the river was not big and the bridge was not very high from the water surface. I simply climbed on the bridge and reached down to catch the skeleton, but I caught the wrong position and grabbed the two nostrils with both fingers.

"Can a little turtle doll respect the elderly?"

The old ghost head cursed on the side. I smiled, grabbed his two nostrils, and suddenly tried hard, just like a skeleton lifted out of the river. What was strange was that after the skeleton came out.

There was actually a very small iron chain tied above one of the thigh bones. The iron chain was already rusty, but the ankle of the old ghost head was as new as if it had just been thrown down.

I reached out to pull the chain curiously, and found that the thing was as soft as it could be broken, and it had no hardness of the iron at all.

"This is called a soul-locking rope. You won't think of it as a chain, right?"

When the old ghost saw me pulling it a few times, he couldn't help but look at me with a puzzled look on his face.

"How is that possible? I'm just curious, so I'll try it."

I smiled and the old ghost smiled without saying anything. He was afraid that he knew my embarrassment, but he didn't point it out, so he gave me a way out.

The method of solving the soul-locking rope is to place the fire talisman underneath and burn it, and a few talismans can point the rope, but what is required is at least magical level spiritual power.

The reason why we need a skill level is that the level and spiritual power are different, so the power of the talisman paper used is naturally different.

I was anxious to go to the cemetery of the chaotic corpse, so I was not in the mood to wait for it one by one. I took out a handful of fire talismans and threw them over without saying a word.

"It's enough for three pieces, it's enough for three pieces." Seeing that I was so violent, the old ghost couldn't help but shout, but the talisman paper had already been given. At this time, it couldn't stop. It made the old ghost frown, and immediately gave me the back of my head and cursed.

"You loser, do you know how precious this thing is in this tomb? Sometimes it may be a life-saving straw, you are just such a disaster!"

"Do you have talisman paper? I have more!"

I gave him a blank look and there were no other ones, but I had the most talisman papers and I used to draw talismans crazy. Because the old man said that constantly familiarizing himself with the drawing of talisman papers can speed up his cultivation, so I usually draw as long as I have the opportunity, which led to a pack of talisman papers in my bag. In order not to take up space, I tied up a stack of talisman papers and put them in. Those who didn't know also carried a pack of 100-yuan bills for me!

"That can't be wasted so much, are you using it later?"

The old ghost head said.

“Too much used? How do you say it?”

I stood up and asked while packing his bones.

"Do you know why there are not many y-yangshi tomb robbers in the industry?"

"I'm afraid of God's reprimand"

"This is just one of the reasons. The most serious reason for the tomb robbery of y Yang Master is that they have reduced their cultivation. Their cultivation is originally pure spiritual energy. Once they enter the tomb, they will be poisoned if they inhaled more dead energy. After being poisoned by the corpse qi, their cultivation will gradually deteriorate and eventually become a paralyzed person. Therefore, y Yang Master rarely appears in the tomb robbery industry, but because they are really golden fingers for tomb robbery, many people spend a lot of money to find them!" The old ghost said slowly, suddenly seemed to remember something, and sighed softly, "What a pity, you are already at the level of art at such a young age, but you just entered this tomb. I'm afraid you are worried about your cultivation."

"Come on, just take care of yourself."

He gave him a blank look and I would clean up the bones. I originally wanted to take them away, but he did say that it would be enough to bury them on the spot.

I thought I had a good relationship, but I couldn't get a mass burial, so I had to spend some time returning to the altar, find a good place for him and buried his corpse. We just crossed the Soul-Suppressing Bridge. When I passed the corpse flower, I covered my mouth and nose tightly, for fear of being poisoned by the corpse flower.

I hurriedly entered the mouth. It was pitch black in front of me, so quiet that I couldn't help but my heart beat. I couldn't help but step on it.

"This passage is still so scary when it comes the second time."

The old ghost sighed, he walked through the passage, and although he didn't know if he had found the main tomb in the end, there was an experienced tomb robber by my side, and I felt inexplicably at ease.

We walked in the passage with flashlights. The passage was very long, about a few thousand meters away. When we walked, we felt a chill on our backs, and I always felt that someone was following us on our backs. This feeling was simply annoying.

"Old ghost, do you feel someone on your back?"

I asked sternly.

"Don't talk, don't look back, keep moving forward"

He said in a low voice, and my legs trembled involuntarily in a deep tone! When this man was afraid, he would get faster when he walked. We staggered all the way out, but we ran into something head-on, and directly hit me up and hit the ground.

"Get up soon, something happened!"

The old ghost shouted anxiously, and I jumped up quickly, and saw a corpse hanging on the mouth. He just gave it to me.

The body was still fresh, and the death was no more than three days. He opened his eyes and two blood flowed down from his sockets. He really died with his eyes open. The cause of his death was that his heart was hollowed out by something from behind, leaving only a dark d.

"Stop looking, you little guy, hurry up and find a place to hide."

The old ghost head said anxiously, "I thought he wouldn't find anything, right?" So he ran to the side with his bag on his back and left the door. It was a cemetery of corpses. I originally thought that the so-called cemetery of corpses was like a mass grave, similar to a cemetery mountain."

But in front of me there were densely arranged coffins, which were arranged in a very regular manner, as if forming a large array, not messy at all. I don’t know that the blind man named the cemetery of the corpse!
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