I felt that Wang Dafu was about to collapse, but my master actually smiled at me with a relaxed look on his face: "The ghosts brought by the Kan Banner can be read to the hearts of the people." After that, he asked Wang Dafu again: "What are you doing when you go out?"

Wang Dafu didn't say anything, but a faint female voice came into my ears: "A strange person... black clothes... thin... fast."

What she said was incomplete, but the strange thing was that I could actually know what she meant.

She said that a stranger entered the Dragon King's tomb. Wang Dafu went out to check it out. Near a cave near the central tomb chamber, he saw a very thin figure wearing black clothes. The man was very fast. He tried to chase him, but he didn't catch up.

I suspect that the figure Wang Dafu saw was my master. Although my master was not wearing black clothes, the light in the tomb was so dark that it was not uncommon even if Wang Dafu saw it wrong.

Although I wanted to know more about the figure, I could see that Wang Dafu could no longer hold on. His face was completely lost in blood, his legs were trembling, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

And on his seal hall, there was also a large piece of black. This was no longer as simple as being afraid. Now the yang energy on Wang Dafu's body has been eroded a lot. If this continues, something will happen to him!

My master kept saying "human life is despicable". If I think my master was just saying it, then I might be very wrong. He now ignores Wang Dafu's life and death and is still asking: "What?"

I really couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that my master had no intention of letting Wang Dafu go, I took a piece of candy and put it in my mouth, chewed it, and then spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with the sugar residue at the female ghost behind Wang Dafu.

Since yarrow contains very heavy yang energy, it can certainly also have the effect of shocking ghosts.

The female ghost has no body, but when my saliva passed through her, she trembled like an electric shock, and then disappeared.

My master was still asking me in confusion: "Youdao, what are you doing?"

To be honest, I am particularly unwilling to pay attention to my master now, but he is an elder after all. I still want to reply if I ask me.

I responded very briefly: "Save people." Then I took out a piece of candy from my pocket and stuffed it into Wang Dafu's mouth.

The master looked at me, then looked at Wang Dafu, and then stopped talking. His old face drooped, as if he was sulking.

I don't bother to pay attention to him either.

No matter whether he is my master or not, I can't agree with these things he did. It's not that he can't agree with them, but that he is disgusted and extremely disgusted.

When Wang Dafu's face improved a little, I asked Wang Dafu again: "Grandpa Wang, are you planning to find those frogmen after leaving the tomb?"

Wang Dafu nodded.

I asked him again: "When you see that figure, is the light very dark? Is that person very tall and particularly thin?"

After hearing what I said, my master understood what I meant and asked Wang Dafu directly: "Can the person you see Zong Yuan?"

Wang Dafu shook his head, pointed to the small egg-shaped lamp on the wall of the tomb passage, and pointed to my uncle.

Judging from his meaning, it should be that when he saw that shadow, the surrounding environment was as bright as this place, and the clothes on that person were as pure as my master. Even if he didn't mean this, he would definitely be inseparable.

Could it be that what he saw was really not my master? But I remember that it seemed that no one in black clothes entered the Dragon King's tomb. The clothes on the frogmen were purple. My master was wearing light blue old military uniforms, including Senior Brother Zhuang, Senior Brother Feng, Liang Zi and others, and even those mercenaries. It seemed that no one was wearing black clothes.

I felt something was wrong and asked Wang Dafu again: "Grandpa Wang, are you sure it's black clothes?"

Wang Dafu frowned, as if he was thinking about something carefully. After a while, he nodded at me very seriously.

In other words, in addition to the Frogman and my master, other people were also involved in the Dragon King's tomb.

The master seemed to not trust Wang Dafu. He stared at Wang Dafu's eyes without saying a word. After a long time, he said to me: "Let's find Zong Yuan first. I guess he is almost at the central tomb."

When I said this, my uncle's expression and tone were very ordinary, but after I finished speaking, he glared at me again, then looked depressed and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

Looking at my uncle's back, I felt an indescribable strange feeling in my heart. Why did he suddenly ask Wang Dafu what he was doing? Wang Dafu walked around the tomb with a gun. It was obviously a normal thing, but why did my uncle suspicion?

The more I think about this, the more I feel that my mind is a little twitching. My uncle is indeed very strange, but when he talks to me, his thinking is relatively normal, which means he can also think about problems in a normal way. But why did he treat Wang Dafu like that? Before he saw Wang Dafu again, my uncle seemed to have a respect in his tone when he mentioned him.

When I was thinking about this, my uncle had already penetrated into a crack in the stone gate, and we followed him in.

After I squeezed into the crack of the door, I saw clearly that behind this stone door, there was a very large slope, with thick black iron chains hanging on the slope. Each iron chain was probably as thick as an adult's thigh, and at the end of the iron chain, there was a huge hook.

The master turned his head and said to me, "This is a execution ground. According to my speculation, this place is probably the place where the corpse dragon is peeled off and cramped. Climb up along these cable hooks and you can go directly to the third floor of the Dragon King's tomb. Be careful when climbing, the hooks are very sharp."

When he was talking, his master's expression and tone were still normal, but after he finished speaking, he became depressed again and ignored me. He took the lead in climbing up the steep slope, grabbed a rope hook, and began to climb up slowly.

I really can't find a suitable vocabulary to describe my teacher's personality. In short, it's strange. After contacting him for so long, I feel that my psychology seems to have been deformed.

Alas, I don’t know how my master has survived after being with him for so many years.

After the master climbed the ramp, Wang Dafu also followed quickly. Liang Houzai and I followed Wang Dafu, and Liangzi walked at the end.

The hook on the iron chain was indeed sharp. When Wang Dafu climbed the iron chain, the butt of the rifle rubbed the iron hook and immediately a deep hole was drawn.

At first, my master said that the hook lock was sharp, and I didn't take it seriously, but at this moment, a strong wind blew over the ramp, and the huge cable hooks covered with the ramp actually swayed at the same time. The cable hooks collided with each other, making a crisp "ding" sound, like a pile of wind chimes ringing at the same time, but the sound came to my ears, making my scalp numb.

When this sounded, a hook on the left side of my body swung over with the iron chain. I quickly stepped out and kicked it away.

When the hook flew out, it hooked my calves again. I could only hear a very slight "swish" sound. I lowered my head to look at my ankles, and then I found that the left trouser leg was cut in half from the calf downwards. A small amount of blood was flowing out from the corners of my trouser leg, slowly turning my socks red.

After a few seconds, I felt a burning pain coming from my calf.

The rope hook was too sharp. When it cut the flesh on my calves, I didn't feel anything at all.

The gust of wind came quickly and walked quickly. After the wind disappeared, the cable hook on the ramp took a long time to stop swinging.

The master turned his head and shouted at us: "There will be no more wind within fifteen minutes. If you want to survive, hurry up!"

After saying that, Master Climbing up the chains like a sensitive ape. In this place, there was only the little light shining in through the cracks of the stone gate. In just a blink of an eye, Master Climbing's figure disappeared into the shadow above the ramp, and the chain behind him was still shaking at a very small amplitude.

Wang Dafu carried the rifle on his back, turned around, waved at me, and then slowly climbed up.

Although the ramp was steep, we grabbed the iron chain and got up easily. Although Wang Dafu was so old, his movements were very agile and not inferior to young people at all.

Gradually, I left the area illuminated by yellow light and entered the huge shadow. After my eyes slowly adapted to the darkness around me, I saw that the ramp below was covered with square particles the size of a thumb cover. I couldn't see clearly what it was, and I could only see that there was a very faint blue light emitted on these particles. The light was really very weak. Then, I could only distinguish the outline of the iron chain in my hand very vaguely.

At this time, Wang Dafu, who was walking in front of me, stopped.

In this place, I also saw Wang Dafu. When his body blocked those small blue light spots, it would also show a dark outline.

I saw Wang Dafu groping for the iron chains on the ramp, moving to the right little by little. Not only Wang Dafu, but I was behind Wang Dafu, and I could also see my master's figure moving to the right.

I turned my head and looked to the right. The light around was too dark. My visual range was only three or four meters. In such a distance of sight, all I could see were the outlines of several nearby chains and the dense light spots on the ramp.

At this time, the voice of the master appeared on the upper right side of the ramp: "Climb to the right and find a hole to come in."

My master was clearly above Wang Dafu's head, but his voice sounded like he was very far away from me, about ten meters away.
Chapter completed!