"San Master, look ahead!"

Panzi screamed strangely and pointed to the cliff wall ahead.

Turning his head, I saw a faint green crystal coffin embedded on the cliff walls on both sides in front.

Perhaps the crystal coffin itself is colorless and transparent, and it only appears green and quiet under the rendering of the dense phosphorus fire in the hole.

But this is not the point.

The point is that a white-clothed corpse was buried in the crystal coffin on one side.

However, the crystal coffin on the other side was empty, and the coffin lid was scattered on the coffin.

Wu Sansheng took a deep breath and his face became solemn: "Where is the body inside this coffin?"

"Is it a zongzi?"

Dakui asked: "But Master San, will this rice dumpling still run in the water?"

"It's hard to say, if something goes wrong, there will be monsters."

"This ghost place has already gathered yin and death energy, which can easily breed some evil things. Even if it is not a rice dumpling, it may be the rest of the dirty things."

"For example...puppet!"

Hu Ming's intuition told him that there must be a very bad thing in the place ahead.

Countless facts have proved that intuition is a magical skill that can even be compared to prediction. For such a long time, intuition has never been wrong.

If it was just a corpse puppet, Hu Ming didn't take it seriously.

But I feel that there is something not simple in front of me, so Hu Ming can't worry about it.

At this time, the river channel turned again.

The ship bypassed a pair of corpses floating on the water. In front of him, a woman in a white feathered suit was "turning her back" to Hu Ming and others.

"The body is here..."

Seeing this, Wu Xie swallowed his saliva, his scalp became numb, and he said nervously.

The slap in the face came so quickly.

Wu Xie had just said that feudal superstition did not exist, but in a blink of an eye, the facts were in front of him.

"Stop! Panzi, take out my treasured black donkey hoof from 1923. This thing is probably a few years old, and the new ones may not be able to take her!"

"Today I will let you see your third uncle's methods. You can see clearly my nephew. This thousand-year-old rice dumpling is rare."

"If I don't succeed, just shoot my Tianling Gai and let your third uncle die more!"

Wu Sansheng wiped his cold sweat and ordered in a deep voice.

"Hu Ming is right. This thing is probably not a zongzi, but a corpse puppet."

"The black donkey's hoof is used to deal with the big rice dumplings, and it is useless to her. Let me do it."

At this time, the young man named Mon Oil Bottle glanced at Jiangnan who seemed to be in a daze, pressed Wu Sansheng's shoulder and spoke for the first time.

The young man pulled out the black gold treasure sword he got from Wu Sansheng and wiped it with his back hand.

The bright red blood dripped into the water.

In an instant, the blood color melted into the water, and all the corpses and turtles around him were away from the ship like they saw a ghost.

In an instant, the water surface around the ship became empty.

Just as the young man wanted to point his blood-stained hand at the white-clothed corpse puppet, Hu Ming's face suddenly changed.

A rare look of shock appeared on Hu Ming's face.

"Brother, don't worry about that corpse puppet. It's too late. Something more troublesome is coming!"

While speaking, Hu Ming had already picked up the bamboo pole and stumbled into the water to stop the ship from going downstream.

At the same time, Hu Ming stared at a cave not far ahead, with an unprecedented serious expression.

Everyone was stunned and subconsciously followed Jiangnan's gaze. On both sides of the water, there was a dark cave under the two crystal coffins.

What's even more strange is that when the searchlight hits, the condensed light cannot illuminate the cave.

It was as if there was some evil ghost in the caves on both sides devouring light.

For a moment, everyone felt a little numb from scalp.

There was a thousand-year-old corpse puppet in front of it, and there were some things on both sides. Judging from Hu Ming's appearance, the things inside were probably not easy to mess with.

The environment here makes it impossible for everyone to return along the original route against the current.

"We? A large group? Hu Ming, what did you find?"

The young man frowned slightly, put away his blood-stained palm and held the wound as he spoke.

When he saw the dark caves on both sides, he had an inexplicable feeling of something wrong. At this time, it was indeed not the opportunity to spend a lot of blood to deal with the corpse puppet.

"I don't know, but I have any stocks... I can't say anything. In short, I always feel a little bit uncomfortable, and it seems that something is going to come out of it."

Hu Ming licked his dry lips and said in a voice.

The next second, the sound of thousands of troops galloping suddenly came from the cave on the left!

The golden swords and iron horses, swords and guns were ringing, and for a moment, the silent and empty hole was actually filled with this sound.

Everyone couldn't help but stare at the cave.

It didn't make everyone wait for long.

Suddenly, a black mist full of unknown meaning spread out from it.

At the same time, a team of knights rushed out of the cave!

The cavalry who was the leader of the team, holding a black flag, led the cavalry under his command and rushed past the water as if on flat ground!

It is worth mentioning that the bare skin of this cavalryman all showed a blue-black color, just like a corpse that had been dead for many years.

The iron armor on his body is also full of historical vicissitudes. From the perspective of style, it does not belong to the known dynasties.

This is the rumored ghost soldiers!!!

Seeing this, Hu Ming, brother, and Wu Sansheng all looked at each other in horror, their mood was rolling and it was difficult to calm down.

The three of them all know more or less about the so-called Yin soldiers' accession.

Especially Hu Ming, he knows this very well.

This thing is built by Queen Mother of the West and is used to protect the secrets of the bronze gate!

Hu Ming's face suddenly became a little solemn.

Logically speaking, the power of Queen Mother of the West should not radiate into the tomb of King Lu Shang.

Wait, the tomb of King Lu Shang?

The tomb of King Lu Shang was renovated and built on the basis of King Mu of Zhou!

Hu Ming's mouth twitched, and he seemed to understand something.

But if this happens, it may not be so easy to enter King Lu Shang's tomb.
Chapter completed!