Even when he was sacrificed to the [Owl God's Tomb] as a "dantou", he only felt angry, not the deep-seated hatred like now.

My cousin, my parents, my grandfather, my grandma, myself, everyone’s misfortunes essentially started from this “wedding ceremony”.

Whether it is the social atmosphere at this time or coming from the bottom of my heart:

If you don’t take revenge, you are a son of man in vain!

Looking down at the girl in the coffin, Wang Yuan's skin shrank on its own, turning into a mask and peeling off his face.

It also allowed him to return to his original self from the "stealing cat" Cui Tong.

Only the tail and ears belonging to the white tiger are still retained.

Now is not the time when I was having fun with Tao Xianniang, and I don't want to touch my cousin through a layer of "Cui Tong" skin.

Gently uncover the red gauze hijab on Huang Wu's head.

He brushed the black hair scattered around her pale cheeks and gently tucked it behind her ears, trying to brush away the lingering fear between the girl's brows.

"Cousin, there is no need to be afraid anymore.

You are a treasure that the whole family must protect even if they risk their lives, and you are also the continuation of the lives of the elders.

I will take you home now and won't let you lie alone in this cold grave any longer.

As long as there is no corpse, [Owl God Tomb] will naturally no longer be able to easily trace the 'dan head', and your soul can leave the mirror and go wherever it wants to go in the future."

He reached out and gently held the girl in Luanfu wedding dress in his arms.

For the first time, I felt that it was not a bad thing that my cousin had lost most of her memories. After all, one of them included the most gloomy and despairing past in her life.

He also made up his mind never to tell her what she had experienced during her lifetime.

When Huang Wu was picked up, the corpse's upper body leaned back slightly, and its bloodless lips opened slightly.

In an instant, a gleam of green light emerged from the mouth, completely covering up the original luminous pearls in the tomb.

Wang Yuan noticed something strange immediately.

Through the lips, you can vaguely see what seems to be a jade bead, with dark lines inside, forming a blue phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly.

"This seems to be... a 'jade' that was buried with it?"

During funerals in this era, something was usually placed in the mouth of the deceased, commonly known as "tongue pressing", also known as "jade stick", which was also part of the funeral system.

Generally, according to the social class and poverty, rich, noble, humble, the things in the mouth will be different, including rice shells, copper coins, pearls and jade and other materials.

It will also be carved into different shapes to symbolize different meanings.

Generally, after the death of kings, princes, royal relatives, and nobles, the tongue-pressing objects are mostly pearls and jade, carved into: jade cicada, jade beads, jade fish, jade tube, jade cow, jade pig, etc.

Although there are no pearls and jade in a small household, rice, shells, and copper coins are indispensable.

Traditionally, it is believed that holding gold and jade in the mouth can, firstly, prevent the souls of the deceased from starving in the underworld, and secondly, it can prevent the body from rotting.

Among the princes and nobles, the most commonly used tongue-depressing object is the "jade cicada". They believe that cicadas emerge from the earth and the deceased has a jade cicada in their mouth, which means that the cicada will resurrect and the soul will be immortal.

Of course, some of them are effective, and some are not. It all depends on whether they are real treasures of heaven and earth, or whether they have paid a lot of money to hire a warlock for magic blessings.

It would be better if the formation was specially arranged.

For example, the original owner of the "Suzaku Bureau" and King Yili who transformed into the "Tomb of the Owl God".

Wang Yuan originally thought that it was because of the special formation of "Ghost Su" that his cousin's body did not decay after more than ten years.

Even the skin is still full of elasticity, as if sleeping.

Now it seems that the "jade jade" used by my cousin back then may not be an ordinary item in itself.

It is most likely a relic of the original concubine.

And in this kind of "ghost hostel" that is originally used to raise ghosts, the essence and blood of Huang Wu's corpse have been dependent on each other for more than ten years, and I am afraid it has turned into a treasure of high quality.

It's a pity that Wang Yuan is just a wild man and is not good at ghost magic, so he failed to see more mysteries.

He didn't care either. Now his cousin's body was the most precious treasure in his eyes.

She just adjusted her posture slightly to prevent the contents from falling out of her mouth.

Snapped!

The tiger's tail behind the buttocks flicked a loud whip and let out a light scold:

"Mr. Ichigogo, open the underworld and let's jump out of the tomb."

"Follow the order!"

Although you don't dare to jump too far at once in the underground palace that is very close to the underworld, you can be a little bolder if the direction is vertically upward.

However, at this moment.

Wow...

A wall on the side of the "Outside Kitchen" tomb seemed to be weathered, rapidly disintegrating into a large hole that was as tall as a person.

A familiar but too high-pitched voice came from the cave.

"I smelled it, and I knew there must be something precious here!"

Then, very light, very light footsteps, as if walking on tiptoes, came closer and closer.

At the same time, Wang Yuan's wrist hurt, and the four fingerprints that had not disappeared were actually revealed even in the absence of the bloody moonlight.

The superb Taoism that seemed to come from the "Book of Heaven" echoed in my ears:

"The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, eternal life is guaranteed, ghosts and gods will perish on their own, and demons and demons are invisible. Anyone who dares to violate the law will be escorted to the Nine Underworlds..."

"Yin and Yang are out of order, causing complaints. If you are shaken, you will be punished..."

This shows that "knowledge" with the same origin is approaching, and it is very strong!

However, he did not wait for the owner of this voice to show up.

Woo——!

The dark wind roared in the tomb, and the five ghost figures with shoulders draped over Wang Yuan's body flashed away. Mr. One Eye Five picked up his own tiger and ran away.

Although the voice sounds familiar, since his goal of being buried in his own grave has been achieved, why would he want to care about the death of others?

It doesn't matter whether he is talking to a human or a ghost, even if the most familiar Tao Xianniang is about to die, Wang Yuan can run away without hesitation.

The worst case scenario is to think of other ways to get close to Ge Daoye to learn the secrets of the Book of Heaven.

After blinking.

tread!

With one foot breaking through the dark wind, Wang Yuan could see the light of the outside world again.

Mountain mist mixed with billowing water vapor hit my face, finally diluting the strong smell of corpse lingering in my nose.

"Is this the hillside where the five bandits almost strangled themselves to death because they didn't respect the principle of "eating without talking or sleeping without speaking"?

That underground palace actually spreads to here."

at this time.

The dark clouds in the sky were lower than before I went to the tomb, and there were finally wisps of electric snakes scurrying in the clouds, as if a hearty heavy rain was about to fall.

I was about to urge Mr. Ichimoku to continue moving.

A loud "rumbling" sound suddenly exploded in his ears.

Wang Yuan originally thought it was thunder from the sky.

It wasn't until he felt the violent vibration under his feet that he realized that the hillside behind him was like an angry dragon carrying endless sand and gravel, and broken wood flew towards him.

A bolt of lightning struck Wang Yuan's brain.

"This is [Mountain Coffin Evil Technique]!"

That person before was actually "Pangolin" Fan Zhang?!

The dark wind picked up again, and although they were a little hasty, the Five Ghosts still carried Wang Yuan and ran for nearly a hundred meters, narrowly avoiding the huge collapsed mountain.

As soon as Wang Yuan stood still, he saw a strange figure waiting in front of him.

He was still wearing the mud-covered robe, and an iron handle was exposed from the animal skin pocket on his back.

But his mouth protrudes forward, his ears become pointed, his eyes shrink to the size of mung beans, he stands on tiptoes and lowers his head deeply, like a big rat walking upright.

If it grows scales again, it will completely match his nickname of "Pangolin".

And I don’t know what I just chewed, and my mouth was full of blood.

In Wang Yuan's eyes.

There was also a little old man wearing a [gongzheng] official robe but with a bun, lying quietly on Fan Zhang's back, stretching out his dry claws to wrap around his neck tightly.

He tilted his head and gave himself a weird smile, which made people feel chilled in their hearts.

Fan Zhang obviously didn't realize that something was wrong with him.

He just stared at Huang Wu and the "Green Phoenix Jade Bead" in her mouth, stretched out a limb that had also undergone alienation, and didn't know whether it should be called a hand or a claw, and said coldly:

"Hand it over! Give me the treasure in the tomb!"
Chapter completed!