As winter passes and spring comes, the grass grows and flowers bloom.

Soon it will be the transition between spring and summer, the evening breeze is warm and the cicadas are chirping in the starry night.

"Search for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain. Each level of entanglement is a level of barrier!"

"Touch the gold captain, if you unite, you will live, if you divide, you will die!"

Under the moonlight, one fat and one thin, two tomb robbers are working.

The thin tomb robber is named Wu Laoer, and the fat tomb robber is named Zhang Buling.

The two of them were fucking passionately, shouting passionate slogans from time to time.

After digging for half an hour, they finally found the coffin. Wu Laoer looked happy and quickly took out a candle and placed it in the southeast corner of the coffin.

"Old Wu, please put it away. Last time you put it in the wind outlet, it was extinguished more than a dozen times in one night. I almost scared me to death."

"Don't be pushy, this is a rule. Do you understand if a ghost blows out a lamp? When the candle goes out, there will be rice dumplings."

"What about the time you farted and blew it out?"

"It was also rice dumplings that time, but I just ate too many rice dumplings."

The two of them quarreled and began to take out their handy tools to pry open the coffin.

Zhang Buling spat into his hand, and then said with gleaming eyes: "Old Wu, I heard that this is the tomb of the ghost hunter. The second master of the Yang family paid homage to it in person."

"You're stupid, aren't you? He's not just a ghost hunter. I heard that the eldest brother who died was related to the eldest daughter of the Qian family. He was definitely a rich man in life and a noble person after death. Let me tell you, this kind of person must be

When he dies, he will bury all his magical weapons and weapons together, and we can just get one and send it out."

"That's right, the ghost hunters are already rich. They are much better than our tomb robbers."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, if someone sees us, we'll be finished. One, two, three, let's go!"

The two men suddenly opened the coffin lid and saw Cui Jun lying inside.

More than half a year has passed, and Cui Jun's body now looks the same as when he was buried.

Under the moonlight, Wu Laoer and Zhang Buling looked at Cui Jun's face and felt a little frightened.

"Oh, mother, you are so rosy."

"Looks like he's asleep. Is this someone just buried?"

Neither of them dared to move for a while. After more than ten years of tomb robbing, this was probably the first time they saw such a corpse.

Wu Laoer swallowed his saliva, bowed to Cui Jun a few times, and then said: "Sir, whether you are dead or not, don't blame the villain. You are just trying to make a living. You have caught countless ghosts during your lifetime, and you have made many merits."

Wuliang. You can't turn into a powerful ghost and harm others after death."

Zhang Buling tugged at Wu Laoer's clothes and said, "I heard that this area is often haunted. Lao Wu, I think this corpse is evil. It's not just a rice dumpling. Otherwise, we should retreat!"

"Why are you evacuating? The lid of the coffin is already open. It's too late to evacuate."

Taking courage, Wu Laoer started to touch Cui Jun's body.

"It's impossible, there's nothing? Such a powerful ghost hunter doesn't even have a magic weapon?"

"Gold and silver will do, too. Please touch it quickly, I feel like it's leaking."

"Don't push me, I'm just trying to push you."

Wu Laoer searched carefully and couldn't even touch it.

Most of Cui Jun's things are in his own airspace, and the machine boxes he took advantage of were also thrown away in the Moon Soul Domain. I don't know if they were picked up by others.

When Cui Jun was buried, there was nothing except his clothes.

Wu Laoer and the others obviously found the wrong person with this order and dug a poor grave.

"Damn it, there really isn't one!"

Sweat dropped from Wu Laoer's forehead. At this time, the night wind suddenly became shrill and shrill, as if crying was coming from afar.

"There is sound, there is sound."

"My dear mother, Lao Wu, look, the candle is out!"

Old Wu turned his head suddenly and saw at a glance that the candle placed in the southeast corner of the coffin was extinguished.

Suddenly, a chill ran from their foreheads to the soles of their feet, and they were stunned in place.

Turning his head slowly, Lao Wu suddenly saw that there seemed to be black gas coming out of the surrounding graves. It was not very clear under the night sky, and the more he looked at it, the weirder he felt.

At this moment, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that they must have hit something evil. With a cry, they turned around and ran away, not caring about any rules.

But before taking two steps, the two of them suddenly realized that no matter how much they ran, the scenery around them remained unchanged.

Turning around again, the two of them rolled and crawled for a hundred breaths, but they didn't even get ten steps away.

Ghost hits the wall!

The legends of various evil ghosts immediately came to mind. With a pop, the two of them knelt down neatly on the ground and kowtowed.

"Uncle Ghost, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Young man has no eyes to see Mount Tai. He strayed into this place. Please let him go!"

At this moment, the two of them were frightened out of their wits. Suddenly, dozens of figures floated out from the surrounding graves.

Each of them stood on their toes off the ground, wearing shrouds and looking at them coldly.

The scene of being surrounded by ghosts really made their hearts tighten and their breathing stop.

Among the ghost shadows, an obviously clear old ghost floated out. He seemed to be crying, with a rustling voice.

When it floated in front of the two of them, the old ghost suddenly opened his mouth, growing bigger and more ferocious.

It is the most basic method of swallowing souls among the fierce ghost skills!

The two were completely stunned, not daring to resist, and could only scream.

Just when their faces turned pale and they felt that they were bound to die, a hand suddenly grabbed the old man's neck.

"Old guy, if you don't reincarnate properly, you'll stay here and harm others. Oh, I'm looking for a beating!"

The old ghost struggled hard and wanted to turn his head and bite him back.

The next moment, a fist as big as a sandbag hit the old ghost directly in the face.

Once dented, twice shattered, and three times, the old ghost turned directly into black mist, and his figure trembled crazily.

Then, there is a set of cool over-the-shoulder throws, the black tiger takes out the heart, the Taishan presses the top, and the monkey steals the peach.

Before the old ghost could finish his persistence, he immediately disappeared without a trace.

When the other ghosts around saw this scene, they didn't dare to step forward. They all stepped back and retreated to their own graves one by one.

Wu Laoer and Zhang Buling just came to their senses at this time, and then they shouted continuously.

"Someone saved us!"

"My hero, thank you for saving my life."

He repeatedly raised his hands and kowtowed.

The other party just clapped his hands, then turned around and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say. But why do you want to lift the board of my coffin?"

One sentence made the two of them stunned.

Then the two of them looked at each other's face again, and that somewhat familiar face immediately came into view.

"Forehead!"

"ah!"

The two of them screamed at the same time. Isn't this the one they dug out just now?

Just out of the den of fierce ghosts, and entering the rice dumpling hands again?

The two of them couldn't hold it any longer. They rolled their eyes, fell to the ground with their hands, and fainted from shock.

It's really despicable to have such courage to rob tombs.

The moonlight shines and falls on the man's face.

It is Cui Jun who has returned to Yang and has not been seen for a long time.

Take a deep breath, the flowers are fragrant and the grass is fresh.
Chapter completed!