Nan Chuizi's face changed drastically. He said that the darker the soil, the more fierce the fighting below. The dark blood can drip out of this soil, which is probably difficult to deal with!

My grandfather secretly thought that Li Si’s tomb could not be bad. He gritted his teeth and added 200 yuan to everyone, and then talked with Nan Chaizi in private, giving Nan Chaizi 30% of the things in Nan Chaizi’s tomb.

In this way, everyone will be a grasshopper tied to a rope!

After discussing these matters, they began to dig holes along the location where they had been shoveled before. Finally, they smelled the smell of copper and iron in the soil seven or eight meters underground, and then slowly drove down the shape of a Z. At around 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, the holes were finally opened.

Nan Chuizi repeatedly emphasized to everyone that if the "Ghost Blows the Light" appears, he will come back immediately.

Everyone present eats this business, so they naturally know the allusion of "Ghost Blows the Light". It is said that when the ancient gold-touching captain entered an ancient tomb, they would light a candle in the northwest corner of the tomb to communicate with the ghosts in the tomb. If the candle is extinguished, the tomb robbers cannot take away the treasure, and they have to kowtow three times to leave, otherwise they will die tragically.

Nan Chuizi's cautious look made my grandfather feel a little worried. He is actually an antique businessman who picks up money and is afraid of death. However, when he thinks of the Qingyangzun mentioned in the Warring States Rubber, he still makes up his mind to go on together.

They slowly climbed down the 'Z'-shaped thief hole, and when they came down, they stepped on a straight tomb passage.

It was a tomb passage two meters wide, with square blue bricks on the ground, and I don’t know what the stone walls on both sides had experienced, and were covered with holes of varying thickness.

The first thing Nan Chuizi did when he got to the tomb was to take out a piece of candle from the corner and light it. Almost instantly, the flames on the candle became green.

Nan Chuizi's face changed drastically and he had to go back the same way.

My grandfather was also very scared. He made antiques and believed in these feudal superstitious things. He was about to leave Nan Chuizi without thinking.

But the thief was gone.

Everyone was stunned. The thief hole they entered disappeared out of thin air, and they couldn't find it no matter how hard they looked for it.

At the same time, the flame of the candle turned into a faint red, not the red of the candlelight, but it was like the color emitted by a red lantern. The color was very strange, but it only lasted for a while and the candle burned out.

Nan Chuazi sat on the ground, and he kept saying that there was a black evil in this place.

Seeing Nan Crawler trembling, my grandfather asked quickly: "What kind of thing is Heisha? Why do you also fear this person."

Nan Chuizi said: "Hei Sha is a big rice dumpling that has become a sperm. It is the most fierce among all rice dumplings. It is rare to see it in a century. When I was putting the Luoyang shovel, I knew something was wrong. Now the candle has become like this, and it is definitely a black rice."

" Raising a black evil in the tomb. The owner of this tomb wants everyone to come and go!"

At this time, a man in the team said, "What a joke? I don't think it's surprising here. If you want to tell me, just let me tell you. Don't come over to find any local guys later."

He walked forward without fear, and the others rushed up with torches.

My grandfather is a smart man. He once heard from people in the sermon that there were more than 30 good people entering the general's tomb, and in the end, only Nan Chuizi walked out. Nan Chuizi was somewhat capable.

So my grandfather followed Nan Chuizi tightly and didn't dare to leave.

Nan Chuizi took out a smelly black donkey hoof from his bag and then walked forward step by step.

Although the tomb passage is only a few dozen meters, every step is like exploring a thunder, and my grandfather's heart is almost jumping out of his way.

At this moment, a man's surprise suddenly came from the front.

My grandfather calmed down and looked carefully. He found that at the end of the tomb passage, there was a huge bronze ware emitting dim light. It was a square bottle, with a lifelike sheep head carved in each direction, and the light came from the sheep head.

The green sheep jar is indeed here!

Bronze ware has been a national important weapon, and my grandfather estimated that if there is a channel, it would be easy to take action for tens of thousands of yuan. If you are a little bit unfair, you will probably have to transport it abroad, the price will probably increase by more than ten times.

But the moment I saw Qingyangzun, my grandfather was so scared that his teeth were bitten together.

On the sheep's head, he saw two red lights, as if they were two blood-covered eyes.

My grandfather stared at Qingyangzun, and he could vaguely see the sheep's face moving! That thing was alive.

But before he could tell this, a harsh sound rang out in the tomb passage, which was like a fingernail scraping glass. Then, my grandfather was screaming with goose bumps all over his body.

A fluffy black claw suddenly stretched out from the holes on both sides of the tomb passage. The black claw grabbed a strong man and dragged it into the hole.

Aside from him, he pulled out the steel knife and wanted to cut off the claw, but it left a faint white mark on it, and even the person who drew the knife himself cracked his tiger's mouth.

The man was dragged into a hole that was only the size of two fists, and his blood and brain were splattered all over the ground, and the remaining half of his body was twitching on the ground.

My grandfather squirted out his stomach acid on the spot. Seeing that Nan Crawler had already started running, his strong desire to survive made him roll and crawl behind Nan Crawler.

The heart-wrenching sound in the tomb passage became louder and louder. My grandfather couldn't help but turn his head to see it, and his calves were soft.

In the stone walls on both sides, dense black claws stretched out. No one who was caught by the black claws could break free. They were either pulled into the darkness alive or directly torn apart. The entire tomb passage was full of shaking torches and shrill screams.

In less than a minute, only six of their teams of nearly fifteen were left, and they were lucky enough to rush out of the tomb passage.

The ground was stained with blood at this moment.

On both sides of the tomb passage, countless black claws slapped the walls frantically, making crazy roars. My grandfather said that people who had never seen before could not understand that kind of fear.

It was not a black evil, but a group of black evil spirits.

Nan Chaizi sat on the ground and said, "No tomb made by a grandson can be brought in even a single army."

My grandfather asked, "What the hell is this black evil?"

Nan Chuizi said: "The black evil thing is spread from the corpse driving in Xiangxi. Most people dare not do this thing. It will damage the good deeds too much and will be absent from the future. I thought that the people on both sides of the tomb passage would probably have been locked into the stone wall since they were infancy and kept them like pigs and sheep. This is not enough. I have to think of ways to abuse them. When I was eighteen years old, I would seal the seven orifices with iron and make rice dumplings, so that I could become evil."

Nan Chuizi thought for a while and continued, "It's hard to meet one of this thing in his life. I didn't expect to meet a group of people here. I think there is something amazing in this fight."

After saying that, the few people who had recovered suddenly felt greedy. My grandfather touched the green sheep jar. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he felt. Just the four sheep heads could be sold at a sky-high price!

But at that time, my grandfather was completely addicted to Qingyangzun, and he forgot the eyes he had seen before.

At this moment, a man next to him suddenly used his hand to snatch his throat and snatched his tonsils out.

Another man ran back like crazy, and his body was instantly torn apart by the black claws in the stone wall, and blood splattered everywhere.

My grandfather was completely confused. He didn't know what happened just now. He raised his head and happened to meet the blood-red eyes on the sheep's head.

He only felt the entire tomb swaying, and the surrounding walls began to collapse, and a stone door was exposed at the end.

My grandfather rushed into the stone gate desperately, but was slapped by Nan Chuazi and fell to the ground.

When my grandfather got up, he realized that what he saw had completely changed. There was no stone gate at all. A black evil covered in hair stood up from behind the green sheep jar. It was biting a piece of arm. A corpse beside it was already chewed out of shape. Seeing the bloody scene, my grandfather was so scared that he peeded in his crotch.

Those eyes had hallucinations. If Nan Chuizi hadn't had the slap that time, he would be like these people next time.

Nan Chuizi sighed and said, "Old Li, we are done this time! Today I will try my best to protect you out, but you have to take good care of my little one, otherwise I, Nan Chuizi, will not let you go if I am a ghost."

After saying that, Nan Chuizi pushed my grandfather hard to the side, and then left a sentence: Close your eyes and the black evil will not attack you.

The last thing my grandfather saw was that the huge black evil threw Nan Chuizi under him.

People's desire to survive is terrible. My grandfather was wandering around in the tomb. He groped and persevered for more than a day, his body was covered in blue and purple, and he was still running desperately.

I don’t know how long it took, a villager who was hunting on the mountain found my grandfather floating in the stream, and quickly pulled him to the health center in the township with a ox cart, which saved his grandfather’s life.

Since then, my grandfather has become taciturn, drinking all day long, and stopping doing antique business. When I started to become sensible, he has become a little dizzy.

While drinking wine, he painted the green sheep jar he saw. Sometimes he could draw more than a dozen pictures without sleeping a day, and then looked at the painting and smiled foolishly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!