After a while.
Chen Yulou held a wind lantern and stood in front of the dark cave.
Can't see how deep it is.
But it can be clearly felt that a dark wind is blowing from the depths of the cave.
There are still traces of corrosion caused by corpse blood all around, and large square pillar-like sleepers can be faintly seen, layered on top of each other, piled up like a mountain, which is a bit like a pile of yellow intestines.
However, since the Han Dynasty, Huang Chang Ti Cou has disappeared from ancient tombs.
Dixian Village was built in the late Ming Dynasty, so it is naturally difficult to see this place.
"It seems to be a corridor."
"That's not right..."
Yang Fang made an upside-down golden hook posture, hooked his toes on the edge of the hole, held the wind lantern string in his mouth, and reached into the depths of the hole, scanning his surroundings with a pair of night eyes.
The dark wind blows on my face, and the bad smell of decay hits my nose.
The tunnel under him was narrow and deep, but after looking over dozens of steps, he could clearly feel that the flow of Yin Qi had accelerated a lot, and he could vaguely see a black shadow in the shape of a sarcophagus, which made his heart skip a beat.
"It should be a tomb!"
"Tomb?"
"Could it be Feng Shigu's mausoleum?"
"How can it go so smoothly? Why do I feel something is wrong."
"Whatever he is, Yang Fang, take the lead and see if you can see the outcome?"
Upon hearing this, the group of people outside the cave immediately became excited.
If the coffin cannot be opened, is it the fault of the intruder?
"What do shopkeeper Chen think?"
Seeing everyone arguing, Feng Sibei always felt that the smoothness was a bit too much. He frowned and subconsciously looked up to the side.
Even he didn't realize it. Unknowingly, the decision-making power had been handed over to Chen Yulou.
"Think too much and make chaos."
"A little planning leads to determination."
Chen Yulou shrugged, "According to Chen's wishes, just go down, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it up."
"Huh?"
Feng Sibei was stunned for a moment.
He also thought that shopkeeper Chen might be more cautious before making any moves. Unexpectedly, his words were even more radical than those of young people like Yang Fang.
"How about going down with paper armor to explore the way first."
Feng Sibei thought about the wording before speaking softly.
"After all, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of the worst."
Accustomed to being cautious, he was also worried that he might be overthinking and wasting time.
So after hesitating for a moment, Feng Sibei added, "Of course, shopkeeper Chen still has to make the decision."
"Just do what the Taoist Master says."
Chen Yulou looked indifferent. To him, in the entire tomb of Dixian Village, the only troublemakers were the demon armor and the corpse immortal. Now that the demon armor has been broken and the corpse immortal has not emerged, there is no need to be like this. cautious.
But there is nothing wrong with Feng Sibei doing this.
There are countless tombs under Dixian Village. After hundreds of years of evolution, the devil knows what is hidden underneath.
"Okay."
Hearing this, Feng Sibei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Without wasting any time, he quickly took out a set of paper armors from his cuffs, six or seven pieces in total. He was mumbling something, and then he picked it up with his fingers, and instantly two pieces of yellow paper flew out of his hand.
It grows when it faces the wind, and takes root when it hits the ground.
The paper figures become full at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the five senses and limbs are present, almost the same as ordinary people.
The only difference is that the two pale faces are lifeless, dull and lifeless, just like the paper figures standing in the mourning hall, looking indescribably eerie.
The Partridge Whistle and others had seen the Paper Armor Technique when they were at Zhelong Mountain, so there was no surprise at this moment.
But this was the first time for Yang Fang to see this thing.
I just feel indescribable surprise.
If it weren't for the fact that the paper man was so weird and difficult to distinguish, he would have thought of stepping forward and pinching it a few times.
After summoning the paper man, Feng Sibei still had no intention of stopping, and took out the pen and ink from the bag. The pen was small and sharp, but the ink cartridge contained not ink, but cinnabar mud as scarlet as blood.
Holding the ink pen in hand, press lightly in the cinnabar mud.
Then he walked closer to the two paper figures and clicked each of the two pairs of empty, lifeless eyes.
Buzz——
Almost at the click of a button.
The paper man, who was originally dull and lifeless, seemed to come to life all of a sudden. Except for the fact that his face was as white as paper as always, his five orifices seemed to have spiritual energy.
Immediately, one after another, they jumped straight into the depths of the cave.
"This..."
"The finishing touch?"
"What a magical technique!"
Seeing this scene, even Chen Yulou couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes.
I thought I had mastered the art of paper armor.
But when he compared with Feng Sibei, he realized that there was a huge gap between them.
No wonder it is said that people and horses are made of paper, and you must not put the finishing touches on it easily, otherwise it will come to life as soon as you put pen to paper.
Even though he was like this, the other people were even more amazed. Who could have expected that a piece of paper armor no bigger than a palm could actually walk like a living person in the end.
"Shopkeeper Chen, it's not just that Taoists also have the ability to turn beans into soldiers. Which of the two is stronger?"
Yang Fang didn't know when he quietly moved outside Chen Yulou and asked in a low voice.
"What? Want to learn?"
Chen Yulou smiled meaningfully.
This kid's eyes were straight, and he was obviously moved.
Hearing this, Yang Fang just grinned and rubbed his hands. His true thoughts were revealed without saying a word.
"Don't worry, I'll ask for you when this is over."
"As for the method of planting beans into soldiers, it depends on luck. Maybe your brother who wants to do it will be able to do it."
Yang Fang worships his brother.
Naturally, he refers to Cui Laodao, the God of Disaster.
He has been wandering among the three religions and nine streams and the eight major rivers and lakes all year round. In addition, Jinmen has been full of heretics and evil practices since ancient times. The most important thing is that he has an extremely upright background.
As the ancestral home of Taoism, Longhu Mountain has a profound foundation and complete inheritance, which is unimaginable.
This guy Cui Laodao can even secretly read the Book of Heaven. It is not surprising that he secretly learned a few Taoist skills during those years in the mountains.
"Him?"
Yang Fang was startled.
He really hadn't thought about this.
When they met as a group of people, what impressed Cui Laodao the most was Shenshen Naotao. He had to predict everything before doing anything, but he was really accurate every time.
Think about it this way.
It seems really possible.
It was just a question at first, but the more I thought about Yang Fang, the more I felt there was something wrong.
"Then we've agreed, Shopkeeper Chen. Don't forget to ask the Taoist Master for me later."
"Don't worry."
Chen Yulou smiled helplessly, and then nuzzled his lips towards Feng Sibei.
While talking.
He had closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the paper armor, but he had turned around, his expression showing a bit of solemnity.
"Arrow box, fire, copper ox and wooden horse, thousand-jin stone top."
"Everyone, the tomb below is not an ordinary place."
Through the paper man, he could clearly see that the small tomb at the end of the corridor was lined with many traps, all of which were weapons that could kill people without being visible.
If you are not careful, you will end up with thousands of arrows piercing your heart and destroying your bones.
"So cruel?"
After hearing this, the faces of the few people who were originally eager to start the fight suddenly became ugly.
In the narrow terrain, fire and arrows are almost invincible. The most terrifying thing is.
Once the fire spread to the Cannon Temple above, the gunpowder filled in it was ignited, which was enough to cause the entire Dixian Village to collapse and completely turn into ruins.
"You can't stop eating because of choking, right?"
"What's the mess? Which one of us didn't break out on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood? Isn't it just some traps? I will take the lead with a diamond umbrella, which is enough to offset the beacon fire of the quiver."
Yang Fang was quite casual.
With the Vajra Umbrella as his support and a group of people as his backing, he would dare to go to even a mere tomb, even the Infinite Purgatory.
"Brother Yang Fang is right."
"Now that you're here, you can't miss it."
Chen Yulou glanced at him appreciatively. Apart from anything else, this guy's personality was really to his liking.
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Both the Partridge Sentinel brothers nodded.
They didn't have much purpose for this trip, it was just an invitation from Chen Yulou and a chance to have a long experience.
As for Kunlun and Yuan Hong, they both regard him as a leader and take everything he says as a guideline. They will never refuse or hesitate in the slightest.
Seeing this situation, Feng Sibei could not say more, "In that case, then just listen to shopkeeper Chen."
Chen Yulou did not hesitate and divided the work simply and clearly.
Yang Fang and the old foreigner took the lead.
In fact, the diamond umbrella is the main one and the mirror umbrella is the supplement.
As long as it's not quicksand or a hidden formation, with the strength of the two of them, they should be able to break through easily.
Partridge Shao and Feng Sibei were in the middle, while he, Kunlun and Yuan Hong were in charge of the rear.
Once the gate is closed, with the two of them here, they can react in an instant. They dare not break the stone gate, but they can hold on and buy time for those who are moving forward to evacuate. There is absolutely no problem.
Hear him out.
Several people nodded in agreement.
After a little preparation, Yang Fang hung a wind lantern on his shoulder, jumped down, and the moment he landed, the diamond umbrella in his hand opened with a bang, protecting him.
When he stood still, the old foreigner didn't hesitate and quickly chased after him.
It was pitch dark inside the cave, with gusty winds. In addition, there was also an indescribable aura of death mixed in. Looking from a distance through the lights, two white figures could be faintly seen standing in the black mist.
It was the paper man who was the first to fight.
At this moment, they were just standing there quietly, feeling indescribably weird.
"Let's go."
Yang Fang didn't waste any time, and quickly leaned forward with his short body.
Not long after, there was a thud of landing behind him. Even without turning around, he could guess that it was Partridge Whistle and others coming down.
Wait for everyone to leave.
Chen Yulou suddenly turned around and looked at Kunlun, "It's almost done, let Wu Yi out."
"Woyi?"
Kunlun was slightly startled.
It had been so long since he entered the mountain that he had almost forgotten the existence of the golden turtle.
Now, after being reminded by the shopkeeper, he suddenly realized that the black clothes were hidden in the bamboo basket behind him. He subconsciously said "Oh", took off the basket, opened the lid, and shook it gently.
A golden light suddenly fell from the basket.
It is clearly a mountain turtle no bigger than a palm, but the golden line on its back is extremely conspicuous, which also indicates that it has an extraordinary origin and extraordinary bloodline.
The moment he landed, Wu Yi's figure quickly climbed up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it was like a big bluestone entrenched on the ground.
But the majestic demonic aura emanating from its whole body clearly shows that it is a great demon.
"I met Mr. Chen."
Wu Yi raised his head and looked around, his eyes full of surprise.
Before, I could only peek through the cracks in the bamboo baskets, but now I could finally see the whole picture, the weird demonic atmosphere, and the indescribable weird auras in the darkness.
"Do something for me."
"But please give me your orders, sir. Wuyi will definitely live up to his trust."
Wu Yi's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously lowered his head and eyes, and responded seriously.
"No one has been here for hundreds of years, so there must be countless great medicines growing there. You are responsible for collecting them."
"Yuan Hong and Luofu will protect your safety."
Hearing this, Wu Yi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of anything else. After getting along with him for so long, he naturally knew the origin of Mr. Chen and started his career by fighting.
Now this trip is also for the purpose of stealing the Dixian Village.
However, collecting herbs is its innate ability. As long as there are elixirs growing, it cannot escape its keen sense of smell even under the underground abyss.
"I wonder which place sir is talking about?"
"Don't worry, Luofu will lead the way for you." Chen Yulou shook his head and turned his eyes to Luofu on Kunlun's shoulder. "It's at the Swift Nest before. You can lead the way."
Upon hearing this instruction, Luo Fu's lazy eyes suddenly lit up.
Previously, it was chasing those golden-armored immortals alone under the cliff. Although the taste was a bit bad, it was better than nothing. In addition, under the abyss cliff, it could feel that there seemed to be other monsters lurking.
It's just that I was summoned by the master before and didn't have time to go deep. Now I finally have the opportunity.
"Yuan Hong, you will come with us."
"Remember, don't do anything rashly."
Seeing its appearance, Chen Yulou stopped saying anything, then looked at Yuan Hong and warned.
Among the three monsters, only it is the most reassuring.
"Yes, Master."
"Go ahead."
After giving the instructions, Chen Yulou did not forget to ask Kunlun to hand over the bamboo basket to Yuan Hong, and also took out a pile of jade boxes from Qihai Cave Sky to preserve the great medicine without losing its medicinal properties.
"唳——"
As soon as he gave the order, Luofu couldn't wait to rise into the sky, turning into a stream of fire and rising into the sky.
Seeing this, Wu Yi and Yuan Hong did not dare to delay and quickly chased after him.
Until the three demon figures disappeared into the vast darkness.
Chen Yulou then greeted Kunlun, and they jumped into the cave one after the other.
Once inside.
In the distance, a rustling sound could be heard rising in the gusty wind.
Listening to the movement, it was clearly caused by arrows piercing the air.
When the two of them got closer, they saw at a glance that at the end of the long and narrow tomb passage, a gatehouse popped out. In the middle were two stone arch tomb doors covered with iron nails and copper rings. In front of the door, there were six tombs under the dripping eaves. Longtou, Longtou's eyes flickered like candlelight, emitting a faint light.
The cold air was filled with a pungent smell.
Obviously, the fire in the dragon's eyes is something containing phosphorus, fire and saltpeter.
The most terrifying thing is.
At this moment, the six dragon's mouths were wide open, with rows of wooden boxes hidden in the dark throat. Amidst the crisp sound of the amplified machine, countless arrows shot through the air like a swarm of bees emerging from the nest.
The speed is so fast that it makes people's scalp numb.
"A swarm of bees?!"
Chen Yulou frowned and instantly recognized its origin.
This thing was mostly seen on battlefields in the Ming Dynasty. However, because of its amazing power, it had almost no opponents. After the middle of the Ming Dynasty, it was widely used in tombs as an anti-theft mechanism.
In the impression, he had encountered it in a tomb of a Ming Dynasty general a few years ago.
The arrows whizzed in with an astonishing force. Even the grass shields commonly used by the Xieling faction could not stop them. They were pierced in an instant. I don't know how many brothers died. In the end, the iron arrows in the quiver were exhausted, and then the ancient tomb was captured.
Now that I saw him again, it was impossible not to recognize him.
At this moment, the arrow clusters were like a violent storm. Yang Fang, who was walking in the front, knelt on one knee, clutching the keel of the diamond umbrella with both hands, and let the arrows splash down in the air.
Even though he was full of energy and blood, under the continuous bombardment at this moment, he felt as if both of his shoulders were going to be wasted.
He gritted his teeth.
Yang Fang turned around suddenly and yelled at Feng Sibei, who was not far behind him.
"No, these arrows can't be used up at all."
"Sooner or later something will happen if this continues."
"Taoist Priest, can you use your two pairs of paper armors to break the dragon's fire box?" (End of Chapter)