It will really come back, just like you once tried your best to save me.

"Everyone, come with me." Taking a deep breath, I shouted at the others who had already been dumbfounded.

Another stone door opened and everyone left one by one.

I also walked past the stone gate and looked back as the stone gate slowly closed.

The male ghost danced the sword and slashed towards Yinzi. Yinzi calmly took the sword horizontally. The collision between the swords made a "ping-ping-pong" sound, and there was a spark that rubbed out.

The male ghost licked the corner of his mouth and said with an evil smile: "Is the Taoist priest? It's interesting. It's rare to meet a living person with some strength."

Yinzi ignored him and focused on resisting his attack.

The stone gate was getting lower and lower, separating the two tomb chambers, and I could only see the very regular steps of the male ghost and silver retreating.

"Don't worry, he will be fine. He is the strongest among us." Liancheng walked over and patted my shoulder to comfort me.

I forced a smile and asked Jiang Qin who was standing aside and pondering, "Brother Jiang, that ghost is very powerful, unlike those ghosts we have seen."

It is possible for individuals to see that this ghost is unique. It can kill people with a sword, and it can be completely materialized. If you didn’t know it was a ghost, you might even regard it as a living person who had just recovered from a serious illness, and also its oppressive aura.

"Ghost Cultivation." Jiang Qin slowly spit out two words.

"Ghost Cultivation?" What is this? It feels like I ran away on the wrong set.

"Well." He nodded, "Chinese history has been passed down for five thousand years, and this is limited to records. Who can explain it clearly without records? Myths did not come out of thin air.

If there are ghosts in the world, there are naturally those who catch ghosts. If there are Taoists, there will naturally be ghost scholars. The so-called Taoists are Taoist cultivation, and ghost scholars are ghost cultivation.

Cultivating immortals and becoming a god is something that the ancients flocked to, but no one has ever succeeded. After the Taoist priest died, it is called ghost cultivation, and there has never been ghost cultivation to become a god position.

There are indeed many legends of God, but these are the desires of practitioners for power and strength. They call the peak of power God. In fact, there is no god in the world at all.

Human, ghosts, gods, gods are just synonyms for power.

That ghost is a ghost cultivator. Now in the 21st century, the ghost cultivator you can meet is either a family of Yin and Yang during his lifetime or a dead ancient man.

However, ghost cultivators are very rare. If you encounter a hundred Taoist priests, you may not necessarily encounter a ghost cultivator.

It was a ghost of the Southern Song Dynasty, and Taoism was officially spread from the Eastern Han Dynasty. It was also a high-ranking official of the Southern Song Dynasty, so it is not surprising that it is a little bit of Taoism.

This ghost is no different from a ghost cultivator, and there are still ghost generals who have been around for more than 800 years. They are very powerful."

I can't understand the development of ancient Yin-Yang history. The only thing I know is that this ghost is different from what I have encountered in the past. It has cultivation, or it also understands what silver understands.

Eight hundred years of cultivation! Even if the silver is Yangmingsi's immortality and death, he has only lived for more than twenty years. Can he fight such an old monster?

"I want to go back."

"Do you want to make trouble for him?" Liancheng frowned and looked at me.

Yes, what can I do after I went there? It’s not that I can’t do anything.

I sat on the ground weakly and looked at the pale people standing around me.

There are eleven people left here. At that time, there were seventeen people who went to the tomb together, six in the Crime Squad, two in Jiang Qin, and nine in Zhang Quanya. Chu Yan was killed by Zhang Quanya, Pei Jiu was bitten to death by insects, Si Jiannan was thrown opposite the sulfuric acid pool, Li Yue'er was killed by Gui Xiu, and Yinzi was also trapped there in life and death.

"Zi Yi cheered up and let's leave here first."

"Leave here?" I looked at Liancheng who said this in disbelief and shouted in a collapse, "How can you say that! The silver is still there! The silver is still there! He hasn't come yet! How can we leave him behind!"

"Only there can be opened, and it is useless for us to stay here, let alone whether he is alive or dead, and we cannot wait here forever." Zhang Quanya spoke seriously, "I admire his courage and the loyalty of you young people. But after all, I am too impulsive. The most urgent thing is to leave this ancient tomb. No one can tell what we will encounter next."

Hahahaha-What is this reason? "It was silver that saved you! Are you in a hurry to leave? Why do you say he is dead!" Zhang Quanya, you are just like this! Why do you still say the reason so well?

"Let's get up, let's leave here first." Liancheng reached out and pulled me. I patted his hand away and glared at him with disgust, "Murong Liancheng, do you know what you are talking about!"

"Bah! What's the point of making a fuss about you little beast here!" Cai Jiwen walked over with his gold, silver and treasures, and kicked me viciously. Because there were too many things and it was unstable, the kick was not very heavy. After he finished kicking, he looked at me with a look of destiny and said, "No one asked him to stay in it. He didn't follow him. Who would blame him for not keeping up! If you don't want to leave, then stay here. If you have the ability, it's better not to go out in your life. What is he saving us? We deserve it!"

"Hahahaha..." I looked at Cai Jiwen's selfish face and smiled angrily, my eyes sore. The grievance, resentment, anger and anger in my heart made me laugh. These people are heartless and selfish and terrible. What else can I do besides laughing?

"Ziyi, let's leave first. If you lose your life now, it will be unworthy."

"Then tell me what it is worth!" Murong Liancheng, Murong Liancheng, what are you talking about? "I asked myself that the money is good to everyone!"

"Gentleman's elegance, he won't want you to stay." The little boy standing next to the elder brother said the first sentence he had come to the tomb.

"Let's go, Ziyi, this is not abandonment. You should listen to Shiyin's words. What he hopes most is that you never know more than we do." Brother Yu nodded at me with a smile.

"Let's go, little brother, now all the ghosts in the ancient tomb have been alarmed, we must leave here." Zhang Quanya immediately told the situation we were about to face when I saw that I was convinced.

So what? Isn’t everything for himself? Isn’t it more dangerous than us if we leave even if the money is alive?

"Walk."

I was silent and let Liancheng pull me up.

Cai Jiwen was immediately dissatisfied when he saw this situation and shouted in front of me, "Aren't you not leaving? Don't follow us if you have the ability! Just follow us like this now is a burden!" He said, "Little brother, why do you take such a burden? Just keep him here. Don't he wait for his friend? It just happened to be his wish." After saying that, his eyes turned, he reached out and snatched the ghost hunting gun on my waist, "Your hand has been injured long ago, and now it's just a waste. It's useless for you to keep it. It's better to give it to me!"
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