Chen Hao was frozen in place.

Damn it, won't you really encounter something weird?

Swallowed, and plucked up the courage to turn around.

Chen Hao was stunned for two seconds.

Then, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Can your coffin board be fine?"

Chen Hao couldn't help but roar.

The coffin board fell to the ground twice, and each time it scared him to the point of being very scared.

Chen Hao really wants to not support the coffin board, but he won’t. The corpse in the coffin may fall out again, and it will be even more cunning at that time.

Holding his breath, Chen Hao still installed the coffin board again.

However, when installing the coffin board, Chen Hao discovered a book.

The books of unknown age have all turned yellow, and there are still several wormholes on the cover.

As for the ancient text on the cover.

Chen Hao really doesn't know him.

Take out your cell phone and want to check it online.

But now it is a hundred meters underground and there is no signal on the Internet, so Chen Hao can only give up.

Let’s write down these ancient texts first, wait until you reach the ground, and then check the meaning of each word.

After making a decision, Chen Hao began to read.

He didn't forget everything, but it was not far apart. He not long after, he recorded everything.

"Senior, I'll be sorry for offending today."

Chen Hao put the book back into the ice coffin and closed the lid of the coffin.

And this time, Chen Hao also carved a small magic circle to ensure that the coffin lid did not fall off again.

"Master, let's go quickly. I always feel that it is gloomy and terrifying."

Xiaoqing lay on Chen Hao's shoulder, trembling.

Chen Hao nodded, he didn't want to stay here for too long.

But what to do with the spiritual vein?

Is it difficult to absorb the achievements?

This is not possible, he still needs to break through!

After thinking about it, Chen Hao decided to spare the ice coffin.

Otherwise, he would have lost all his energy after absorbing the spiritual veins near the ice coffin.

Chen Hao finally dug a lot of money and finally spared the ice coffin.

But at this time, it was almost dawn.

Chen Hao had no choice but to leave.

This time, Chen Hao took Xiaoqing away too.

Otherwise, if Xiaoqing continues to swallow it, he probably won’t have much left for the entire spiritual vein.

Xiaoqing is also well-behaved, she doesn't cry or make a fuss, and she slept soundly when she returns to the house.

"Fortunately it's Xiaoqing. If it were that dead toad, I would have to let him not swallow the spirit veins, it would probably have lifted my house."

Chen Hao murmured in a low voice, but he was a little confused about the three-legged golden toad.

I don't know, how it is now.

After clearing the distracting thoughts, Chen Hao began to search the Internet for those ancient characters.

First of all, there are the three ancient characters on the cover.

Through searching from multiple sources, Chen Hao finally got the answer.

Tianyi Jing!

That ancient book is called the Tianyi Sutra!

Chen Hao was in a state of excitement.

It's not difficult to judge by this name.

This book is useful to him.

Moreover, the word "Tianyi" is not worthy of ordinary doctors.

Only a miracle doctor who can truly rejuvenate his life and death, and flesh and bones can have the opportunity to be called a heavenly doctor.

There is no doubt that this Tianyi Sutra can make Chen Hao go one step further.

This made Chen Hao more determined to translate the ancient texts of the whole book.

Of course, Chen Hao would not translate it himself.

Because the whole book is full of scattered, tens of thousands of words.

He looked up word by word, but he didn't know when he was going to go.

Chen Hao called Guo Beichen, a fierce tiger in Liaodong.

The Guo family has been practicing martial arts and Taoism for generations, so they must know many people who have a lot of knowledge and have a lot of knowledge. It is no problem to translate some ancient Chinese.

The result was as Chen Hao expected. Guo Beichen agreed immediately, saying that he was a friend of a scholar who studied ancient Chinese, and could ask his friend to help him, and ask Chen Hao to write the ancient Chinese that needed to be translated on paper and then take a photo and send it over.

Chen Hao picked up the pen, but paused.

Then, he curled the corners of his mouth before he started writing.

Chen Hao was busy with this all day long.

The sun sets in the west.

Chen Hao finally put down his pen.

He almost wrote the ink left in his school days.

He took a photo to Guo Beichen and thanked him. Chen Hao just lay on the bed to rest.

"Master, you copied that book and sent it over. What if that book is rare, wouldn't it be..."

Xiaoqing waved two small claws and beat Chen Hao's shoulders.

"Don't worry, I've already messed up the order when I copied it."

Chen Hao said as he put his palm in front of Xiaoqing: "Help me rub my hands."

"Okay." Xiaoqing agreed and praised, "I am worthy of being the master, so smart."

Chen Hao smiled and didn't say anything.

During dinner, Chen Hao saw that his parents looked unnatural.

"Dad, mom, what's wrong?"

Chen Hao asked worriedly.

Li Xiaolan and Chen Daniu didn't want to say it, but Chen Hao asked repeatedly, but they still told the truth.

"Xiaohao, I heard from the villagers that many people are in a place called scarf and discussing you and another person."

"What's the other person called Sun?"

"Sun Changgeng."

"Yes, it's Sun Changgeng! The people on the scarf say you are far worse than Sun Changgeng."

"Xiaohao, who is that Sun Changgeng? Why do those people say you are worse than Sun Changgeng?"

"Xiaohao, how can we prove that you are better than Sun Changgeng?"

Li Xiaolan and Chen Daniu, if they don’t talk, they will talk endlessly as soon as they talk.

Their eyes looked at Chen Hao were full of concern.

Chen Hao is their son. They know Chen Hao and know that Chen Hao is a person with strong self-esteem.

So many people say that Chen Hao is not as good as Sun Changgeng. They think Chen Hao must be very uncomfortable.

Chen Hao felt uncomfortable. As Chen Hao's parents, they felt very uncomfortable and couldn't even eat.

"Dad, mom, don't worry about me."

Chen Hao squeezed a chicken leg for his parents and comforted him:

"No need to care about rumors."
To be continued...