The night is getting dark.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

Chen Huaiyuan and others were sitting in a group, with leftover fast food bags scattered around them.

Wang Zhan glanced at Lin Yi, who was sitting over there and had not moved since seven o'clock until now, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Not to mention other things, just this concentration has surpassed many people.

"The main purpose of our visit this time is to play with bows. According to the information I found, a group of ferocious beasts appeared in Jingnan Mountain this time. In the past, the six hundred kilogram wild boar king dominated the mountains, but in Jingnan Mountain,

It is said that a batch of rice dumplings appeared."

Wang Zhan suppressed his voice, took out a map from his bag, and spread it out on the ground.

This map is almost the same as Lin Yi's map. The difference is that there are not too many labels on this map.

"The Niujiao Village where we are now is at this location. Then tomorrow we will go in along the mountain road and pass two mountains. There will be a ruined temple there. We will stay in the temple for one night, and then we will go through another mountain the next day.

The location of the tomb.”

Wang Zhan stretched out his hand and pointed at a point on the map. When he said this, he glanced in the direction of Lin Yi and found that the guy didn't make any movements, so he didn't pay much attention.

What they mean by bow hunting is not ordinary hunting, but corpse hunting.

This is a kind of slang. In the past, corpse hunters were also called tombkeepers. There was probably such a family outside every emperor's tomb, and it was passed down from generation to generation.

On the one hand, it is to protect the mausoleum and prevent outsiders from entering, digging holes, fighting upside down, and disturbing the peace of the emperor. On the other hand, it is to protect the mausoleum and prevent the corpses in the mausoleum from appearing in the world.

In the tombs of ordinary emperors, there are more than a thousand people buried with them. Most of them are complaining about their death. Over time, the corpses turn into essences, which are also called zongzi.

In the early years of Xiangxi, there was a profession of corpse chasers. Most of the corpse chasers were not real corpse chasers, but real corpse chasers often lived a solitary life. They mostly came from tomb-keeper families and used death techniques to chase away corpses.

, walking between yin and yang, earning some incense money, in order to have a good pregnancy in the next life.

"Is this tomb so mysterious? When I drove to King Zhao's Tomb before, it wasn't as strange as this one. Although it is in a remote place and there are ghosts crying and wolves howling at night, it's not as scary as a whole mountain." Liu Bai sighed, with a rare expression on his face.

Get serious.

"The terrain here is the pattern of a Yin dragon with its broken tail. The mountains and water are directly cut off from this place. The place where the broken tail points is the tomb." Liang Qing stretched out her delicate fingers and pressed on the map.

Go up, follow a mountain road, and click on a river on the map: "This is the place. If you guess correctly, this should be a dark spot, and there will be a lot of gains."

"Well, you can go here and have a look tomorrow." Wang Zhan nodded and looked at Xiao Beiyu with soft eyes: "Beiyu, do you have any ideas?"

"No, I'm free." Xiao Beiyu nodded slightly. No other expression could be seen on his delicate face. However, when he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Lin Yi, who was sitting over there.

This scene fell into Wang Zhan's eyes and made him frown, but he soon returned to his original state.

Time passed minute by minute.

When several people finished speaking and were preparing to take a rest.

Lin Yi, who had been sitting there without moving, slowly opened his eyes.

At the same moment, the three female souls beside him suddenly straightened up and looked at the position in front of Yizhuang's door.

Dong Dong...

Outside Yizhuang, the night is sultry and white mist lingers.

There were sounds from the closed door.

"what sound."

Liu Bai stood up and looked across the courtyard towards the gate of Yizhuang.

The eight coffins in the courtyard were cold and silent in the darkness.

Dong Dong...

There was another soft sound.

There was a knock on Yizhuang's door, the sound was very soft.

Every sound seems to fall on people's hearts.

"Leave him alone. No matter what happens, don't go out."

Wang Zhan frowned and looked serious. He took out an oil lamp from his bag, lit it and placed it in the corner of the room.

Mars just set in.

call.

A gust of wind blew by and it was immediately extinguished.

"Liang Qing, what are you doing?" Wang Zhan was stunned and looked at Liang Qing, who was sitting on the other side of him, with some confusion.

The wind just now could only have been blown by Liang Qing here.

"I'm looking for talismans. I took a few concentration talismans with me before I went out. It's strange why I couldn't find them. I remember they were placed here."

Liang Qing flipped through her bag.

"Aren't you bragging?" Wang Zhan's face changed slightly. He looked at the others and found that Chen Huaiyuan's face was solemn and Liu Bai's expression was pale. Xiao Beiyu beside him lowered his head and made a silencing gesture towards him.

Frowning, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the ground beside Wang Zhan.

shadow?

Wang Zhan looked down and saw a black shadow beside him, dragging on the ground.

One, two, three, four, five...

six?

Six shadows!

Sitting on the right side of Wang Zhan is Xiao Beiyu, on the left is Liang Qing, and opposite are Chen Huaiyuan and Liu Bai. The five of them sit in a circle.

Another young man is sitting alone not far away, so his shadow is naturally impossible to appear next to him!

There is another shadow, who is it!

Wang Zhan's head buzzed.

The atmosphere in the entire Yizhuang Hall became increasingly depressing.

"found it!"

Liang Qing didn't notice anything unusual here and was rummaging through her bag.

Finally, she found a stack of yellow talisman papers in the bag, and her face lit up.

There were about ten pieces of yellow talisman paper in the stack. The tops were yellow paper, and the patterns on them were painted with dark red cinnabar mixed with black dog blood.

"I begged my grandma for a long time to get these ten Condensation Talisman. Oh, come on, come on, one for each person, just hold it in your hand."

"A Talisman of Concentration can concentrate for six hours, which can last us two nights."

The so-called spirit-concentrating talisman is, on the one hand, used to enhance the spirit. Holding the talisman, ordinary people can stay up all night without feeling tired.

"One for you, one for you, one for you, one for you, one for you."

"Then, give me one."

Liang Qing placed a piece of talisman paper in front of each person. After handing out the talisman papers, she looked dumbfounded: "There are five people, a total of ten talisman papers. After giving out, I should have six more. Why are there only five now?"

Are you nervous?"

Liang Qing looked up blankly, and then realized that the people around him were all silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

More people?

Liang Qing was startled, and suddenly realized that she looked at the ground and saw six shadows in total.

One more person?

Is it that boy?

Liang Qing looked up and found that the young man who was sitting on the futon had stood up at some point. He had his hands behind his back and his expression was indifferent. He was not here at all.

Liang Qing looked at the ground next to the boy's feet and spotted his shadow.

The most critical question is...

Wang Zhan and others thought of a very scary thing at the same time.

Inside Yizhuang, there is no electricity or lights.

The moonlight outside the village cannot penetrate the roof and shine in.

It's now past eleven o'clock at night.

How come there is a shadow?

Dong dong dong...

Outside the door, there was another knock on the door.

The person who knocked on the door seemed unhurried and unhurried.
Chapter completed!