"I feel the breath of that thing..." Yin Qing exclaimed.
They have been searching in the Blackwater Mountains for the past few days, but have found nothing.
But Yin Qing sensed the aura of that thing in the Blackwater Mountains, but it seemed to be obscured by something. If it was there or not, he couldn't determine its specific location.
But just now, Yin Qing noticed that the thing's senses had become stronger.
"Where?" Yin She was stunned.
"In the east!" Yin Qing said softly.
The two snake demons did not hesitate and instantly turned into two afterimages and disappeared into the vast forest.
It didn't take long before we arrived at the deep, dark entrance of the tomb.
"That thing... is buried underneath." Yin Qing said with great certainty.
"This seems to be a tomb... No wonder we haven't found it after searching for so many years at Ten Thousand Snake Cave... It turns out that it was used as a funerary object and buried underground forever." Yin Snake smelled the tomb.
There was a faint rancid smell coming from the entrance of the cave, mixed with the smell of mud.
This is the smell that only appears in tombs.
"Find that thing... We, Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, will no longer have to huddle in the barren state. We will re-establish our immortal dynasty and restore its former glory." Yin Qing's eyes were wild.
"Let's go in." Yin She's expression became much calmer, and she seemed not to be too cold by Yin Qing's words.
The two snake demons jumped into the dark tomb chamber.
"Wait a minute...there's something strange...someone has been here!" Yin She frowned.
Yin Qing also felt the breath of life, and sneered coldly: "Maybe he is some kind of tomb robber... He will be unlucky to meet us."
"Then let's deal with this person first." Yin She said calmly.
They followed the aura left by Taoist Wu Liang and chased him all the way.
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At this time, Zhou You was still on his way.
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At the end of the tomb passage is a cold and dark tomb.
This is not the main tomb chamber, but the burial chamber.
Wu Liang put out the lantern, threw it on the ground, and took out a small jade bottle.
These days, he has picked up a lot of good things while traveling around on his back.
For example, this small bottle is filled with soil from a century-old grave, and it must also be soil scraped from the grave.
"Lao Pang, this kid is really dark... Are you looking for a century-old grave soon? I'll charge you twenty taels of silver..." Wu Liang muttered and poured the soil from the old grave into the palm of his hand.
Graves originally gathered a large amount of Yin Qi, death Qi, and evil spirits. Especially for centuries-old graves, the soil has long been infiltrated by negative energy over the years and turned into Yin soil.
As the name suggests, in a sense, this Yin soil no longer belongs to the Yang world, but to the underworld.
"Ouch..."
A scream.
Taoist priest Wu Liang bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the yin soil.
A strange thing happened. The moment the blood landed on the Yin soil, it was absorbed directly.
"The essence is in the void, the void is no trace, the whole body is empty..."
Taoist Wu Liang muttered something, kneaded the yin soil into a ball, and placed it directly between his eyebrows.
People have three yang fires.
Among them, the fire between the brows is the fire of the spirit.
Now that it is covered by this gloomy soil, Taoist Wu Liang's vitality has naturally disappeared.
After being prepared, the fat Taoist carefully stepped into the burial chamber.
Corpse.
Densely packed withered corpses.
The flesh and blood of these corpses have dried up and turned black. After countless years of air-drying, only the skeletons remain.
The most eye-catching thing is that these corpses are standing.
Wearing black iron armor and holding a long spear in hand, he stood motionless in the tomb.
The flesh and blood on his face were withered, and his hollow eye sockets were staring ahead, guarding this tomb for life and not letting anyone disturb the sleeping general inside.
When Taoist Wu Liang came in for the first time, he was startled by the scene in front of him and revealed the aura of strangers, so he awakened these ghost soldiers.
"These guys...could it be that they volunteered to be buried by the general?"
Taoist Wu Liang muttered in his heart.
His eyebrows were now pressed against the earth, and there was no trace of life on his body. These ghost soldiers completely regarded the fat Taoist priest as a dead person.
Generally speaking, the dead will not embarrass the deceased.
But living people are just the opposite. They are involved in life-and-death fights, and their heads are broken and bloody.
Wu Liang is a fat guy who can do this, so he is naturally very courageous. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he walked up to him and looked at him carefully.
"There is no trace of pain on his face...it seems that he really voluntarily died in burial."
The fat Taoist priest couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Voluntary burial is rare.
This shows that the general in the tomb is extremely noble in the hearts of these soldiers, and he is willing not to enter reincarnation, but to become a ghost soldier and guard him in the dark tomb for life after life, never being able to escape.
"The white tiger holds the sword, and the ghost soldiers guard it... It seems that there really is a big shot buried inside." Wu Liang became even more excited when he thought of this.
The burial chamber is very long, with ghost soldiers arrayed on both sides.
Wu Liang walked along the middle passage.
Just when he was about to pass the burial chamber, his ears moved slightly, as if he sensed something, and his face changed.
Someone is following him!
And there’s more than one!
He heard two very slight footsteps.
It's approaching quickly.
"It's not the boy Zhou You. He walks like a dragon and a tiger steps like a tiger. He is upright and aboveboard. He would never make such footsteps... Could it be that he is a fellow traveler?"
Wu Liang had a sinister smile on his face.
"If you are traveling with me, don't blame Master Dao for being rude."
There is a pit in the corner of the burial chamber, in which lies a rotten chariot.
Wu Liang jumped down without saying a word, hiding his own breath, and even his breathing became as if it were nothing.
This is the unique secret method of Turtle Breathing Technique.
It is a necessary skill for going out to rob tombs and pretending to be dead in fights.
Not long after, Yin Qing and Yin She appeared in front of the burial chamber.
"It's strange... the aura of strangers disappeared outside." Yin She's face was uncertain, and she couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.
"Maybe the death aura here is too strong, covering up the living aura, so we can't sense it." Yin Qing looked at the dry armored corpse in the tomb, his pale green vertical pupils flickering uncertainly.
"They are not walking together, but two little snakes..." Wu Liang, who was hiding under the tomb, sensed the cold aura on their bodies.
He had also felt this kind of aura when he traveled around and killed the black snake demon.
"It turns out that this demon is also coming for the general's tomb..."
Wu Liang suddenly realized.
There was a cunning smile on his face.
The moment Yin She and Yin Qing stepped out of the burial chamber.