By chance, a strong gust of wind poured in from the crack above the head, blowing through the ghost-hand vines of the Hydra cypress.
Countless dead bones collided with each other, making an indescribable sound.
The continuous sounds were connected together and strangely formed a beautiful tune.
"How many people died in your grandfather's...this damn place?"
Wu Xie and the others also used the searchlight light to see clearly what was hanging on the ghost hand vines, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Thousands and thousands!" Hu Ming replied softly.
While he was talking, Hu Ming had already turned over and jumped from the fifteen-meter-high platform!
"Uncle Ming/Master Ming!"
Seeing this, the three people couldn't help but exclaimed.
This is fifteen meters high, as high as a five-story building.
It is inevitable for ordinary people to break bones and tendons during this jump. It is normal for people to be unlucky, paralyzed, or even fall to death.
After all, the cave wall under the platform is not as smooth as a mirror, and there is still room for strength.
Otherwise, even with Hu Ming's physical fitness, he would not feel comfortable jumping from a five-story building.
In the process of falling, Hu Ming kept using the dents and bulges on the cave wall to slow down his fall.
In just two or three seconds, Hu Ming had fallen safely.
After patting the dust on his body and waving to the worried three people above, Hu Ming walked straight to the jade platform under the tree.
Wu Xie and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Hu Ming was safe and sound.
I took out the climbing rope I had brought with me, fixed it, and slipped down from it.
At the same time, in a cave next door, a thin figure suddenly emerged from it.
Hu Ming raised his eyebrows, keenly aware of the movement, and turned to look.
It's that old fox from Wu Sansheng.
Hu Ming squinted his eyes, and with his excellent eyesight, he could see clearly from a long distance.
After pondering for a moment, he looked past the jade platform in front of him and the thick trunk of the Hydra cypress, and discovered some obscure and undetectable traces.
Hu Ming knew that Wu Sansheng and his brother had succeeded.
"Hu Ming, eldest nephew, Panzi, and... that damn fat man, how did you end up together? Where did you go? You're so damn worried about me!"
"Forget it, that's not important. That's great if you're okay..."
"This ghost place is so evil. There are hidden secret passages everywhere. You can fall into it accidentally."
Seeing Hu Ming look over, Wu Sansheng stopped pretending to be mysterious and came down from the top openly.
With such a sincere expression, Hu Ming almost believed it!
Of course, Panzi and Wu Xie trusted Wu Sansheng and had no doubt at all.
Seeing that Wu Sansheng was safe and sound, it was not too late to be happy.
"Hey, you old comrade, fat people are fat people. What do you mean by dead fat people?"
"Didn't I accidentally scare you before?"
The fat man looked at Wu Sansheng angrily.
Previously at Qixing Suspicion Coffin, Fatty admitted that what he did was a bit unethical.
But Fatty... Fatty is not happy either!
"Okay, just say a few words less. We've almost recognized each other, and only the little brother is left..."
"Okay, you two made an appointment, right? And we almost came over together?"
Hu Ming's ears trembled, he looked in one direction, and couldn't help but complain.
In a cave to the east that is not high underground, the figure of the younger brother quietly emerged.
However, unlike the others, the little brother's body was stained with some dried blood.
"I encountered a little trouble on the way, which delayed me a bit."
The younger brother raised his right hand and explained calmly.
There was a knife mark on the palm of his hand, which he had made himself. The wound had not yet healed and was still bleeding.
"Your blood is indeed better than mine."
Taking a roll of bandages from Hu Ming's hand, Hu Ming's ears trembled, he looked in one direction, and couldn't help but complain.
In a cave to the east that is not high underground, the figure of the younger brother quietly emerged.
However, unlike the others, the little brother's body was stained with some dried blood.
"I encountered a little trouble on the way, which delayed me a bit."
The younger brother raised his right hand and explained calmly.
There was a knife mark on the palm of his hand, which he had made himself. The wound had not yet healed and was still bleeding.
"Your blood is indeed better than mine."
Taking a roll of bandages from Hu Ming's hand, the little brother bandaged it briefly, looked at Hu Ming, blinked and said.
Hu Ming knew full well that this was the little brother telling him that he had succeeded.
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After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone gathered around the jade platform.
Lying quietly on the stage were two corpses that had been embalmed using special methods.
One is a female corpse dressed in white gauze with a beautiful face.
I don’t know what the material of the clothes is, but it has not decayed for thousands of years.
The other one is a bit weirder.
It was a male corpse wearing a bronze mask with a fox face.
What should I say...I won’t say it anymore.
Wu Sansheng is quite particular about his work.
A cursory look shows that the silver-rimmed top of the eight-layer treasure letter held by the fox-faced male corpse in front of his chest shows almost no trace of being opened.
This box only appeared in the Tang Dynasty and was used to place the relics of eminent monks.
This thing was naturally brought in by later people.
Wang Zanghai!
The treasure inside is a snake-eyebrow copper fish left by Wang Zanghai.
The most precious thing about that thing is the content recorded on it, not the thing itself.
Although this box is exquisitely made, Jiang Nan knows it.
Wu Sansheng was skilled enough to open the box without taking out the key and get a glimpse of the contents on the snake-browed copper fish.
While looking at the corpse, Hu Ming gently touched the belt of the fox-faced man's corpse with his right hand.
Quietly, a dark brown armor plate appeared in his hand.
This is a treasure, it can detoxify hundreds of poisons, and even in a short period of time, it can give the blood a certain degree of insect repelling power like the precious blood of Jiangnan and Xiaoge.
But that's just it, the effect is much worse.
Therefore, this thing was called "Qilin exhaust" by later generations.
Of course, I don’t know if the Zhang family is behind this.
After glancing at Wu Xie who was very interested, Hu Ming was unceremoniously greedy for this thing.
Although, a turtle shell previously obtained from the sacrificial ruins of the Samsara Sect in the Kunlun Mountains also had a similar effect.
Even, for some yin evil situations, the effect of molting turtle is better.
But if you throw this thing out, you are guaranteed to have a lot of wealthy businessmen vying for it.
People like this, once they become rich and powerful, they will cherish their lives extremely.
This kind of treasure, which can save lives at critical moments, is so rare that it can often be sold for a good price.
If you can meet those people who are stupid and have a lot of money, you can even sell it for a sky-high price.
Although Hu Ming is not obsessed with money, who wouldn't be happy if he could get more by the way?
At this moment, the expressions of Fatty and Wu Xie suddenly changed.
Wu Xie's face was full of panic, and his hands were pulling at something in the air.
The fat man, on the other hand, has a ferocious face, and his small eyes are full of malice.
Looking down, the eyes of the male corpse and the blue-eyed fox corpse opened at some point!