Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Seeing the woman floating on the bone pit, Fu Yuanqiu exclaimed silently: "Look, this is the red shadow, I said that there is a ghost! The red shadow I saw just now must be it!"

Others were terrified and did not answer him.

Wang Ping'an stared at this huge bone pit and wondered: "The irregular nine-star arched moon, unexpectedly, should be above this huge pit. It's interesting that the master of the tomb Bai worked hard, but made a wedding dress for others. "

Everyone followed Wang Ping's instructions and saw this giant pit, vaguely in the middle of the nine caves. The giant pit is a deep pit in which the corpses of hundreds of people and various tools for excavating the cave are buried.

For example, hoes, baskets, broken bronze lamps, broken ropes, iron chains, worn stone bowls, etc. are the daily items used by miners.

"Look at what pits, what broken tools, I will let you see the female ghost, live female ghost!" Fu Yuanqiu shouted.

Wang Ping'an said: "You are dazzled, there is no female ghost, ghosts cannot appear in film and television literature, and the final result must be an illusion of mental illness. It seems that you are not sick."

"Nonsense, the girl in the red dress was floating there... Hey, why didn't you blink in the blink of an eye? Just standing there just now... Xiao Zhang, did you see it?"

"I, I don't know if I should see... But first, we should listen to Ping Anju. He seems to understand the pattern of the tomb. He should not be wrong if he listens to him."

Fu Yuanqiu said excitedly, "I don't want to hear him talking nonsense... We came down this time, mainly to investigate the cause of the accident. Now that we know the reason, we can leave. Since it's haunted here, we can invite the masters of the Maoshan faction to come over and clear the scene. Now."

"..." The other two members of the operation office immediately heard a few words and walked a few steps toward Wang Ping's side, far away from Fu Yuanqiu.

Saying this near the red shadow always feels unsafe.

People, sometimes a little counseling is understandable.

Sure enough, a sudden wind came behind Fu Yuanqiu, and the biting ice rose from the back of the neck.

Fu Yuanqiu had watched out for a long time, suddenly turned around, a palm thunder shot, the electric spark "zizizi", emitting a few dozen centimeters of small electric snakes.

Unfortunately, this record is short.

There is nothing behind him.

"I'm a cultivator, I'm not afraid of you ghosts! What else do you do except scare people? Do you dare to single out?" Fu Yuanqiu was also very angry, angry and forgot to be afraid.

Unfortunately, he screamed for a long time, and did not see a ghost shadow.

"Afraid, huh, our cultivators are not ordinary people. If we really fight, we will shoot you away with a palm!" Fu Yuanqiu said uncharacteristically, wanting to explain or hide something.

"Okay, don't yell, people have already left." Wang Ping'an has jumped into the bone deep pit at the moment, using the searchlight to check carefully.

"Wang Ping'an, what are you looking for?" Fu Yuanqiu gasped and walked to the edge of the giant pit, but he didn't dare to jump down.

"Don't you think it's good-looking to keep such a good thousand-year-old bone? And these broken hoe, pickaxe, kitchen knife, copper lamp and the like are also very interesting. Not only is there no rust, but they are shining, and the material has not been improved many times."

Wang Pingping said, he also picked up a bronze lamp with a broken cover from the inside and asked several people above: "Do you think this bronze lamp is familiar to you?"

"Huh, if you say that, I really remember it. Isn't the magic lamp you grabbed something similar?" Fu Yuanqiu exclaimed.

Wang Ping picked up another kitchen knife and replied casually: "Yeah, that's what it looks like. The nine-star arch of the moon gathers nine spirit veins, but it is cheaper than this dead man's pit. You said that the owner of the tomb knew this, would it? Jumping out of the coffin with anger?"

"The owner of the tomb has only a pile of rotten bones, which is not as good as the bones here, I am afraid that I can't jump out." Fu Yuanqiu replied.

Wang Pingping said: "You open a few of the nearby coffins to see if the corpses inside have become rotten bones."

Fu Yuanqiu directed the other two to open all the nearby coffins and looked inside.

Asked: "Wang Ping'an, you seem to have guessed this result long ago? Why are the bones in all the coffins rotting, but the bones in this huge pit glow white, like jade?"

Wang Pingping said: "The results of the Jiuxing Gongyue Bureau are too lazy to explain. Ask someone to ask yourself. I speculate that the few magic weapons that flew out also produced this giant pit, including the ghost of the red dress."

"Then the owner of the tomb did not leave anything else? Funerary instruments and the like? Or cheats and the like?" Fu Yuanqiu was a little unwilling.

Wang Ping'an jumped out of the pit, pointed to the scattered coffins, and said: "Turn the coffin plate over to see if there are any words on it? If there is, it is left by the owner of the tomb. As for the magic weapon, even if it is, it is also this The ghost produced by the white bone giant pit was occupied, or thrown into this pit... When the tomb was opened, a part of it flew away, and the rest of the part was only known to the shadow here."

"Huh, there are words!" Fu Yuanqiu shouted in surprise with the other two members of the operation office.

"Every coffin board has words?"

"Everything...but it seems to be repeated. The text engraved on each coffin plate is the same. The engraving seems to be "Refining the Secrets of the Forge", which is about forging.

Wang Ping'an said disdainfully: "Just picking up the scraps? It's estimated that the scraping method was put together. It's better to pick up the scraps. It's better to call the scraps. Based on the extremely substandard feng shui pattern of the owner of the tomb and the slaughter of the workers who built the grave It’s not a good person. Take a few photos, go back and reorganize it, if you are not worried, you can carry a coffin board back."

Fu Yuanqiu said: "Anyway, this exploration of the ancient tomb was a bit fruitful. Not only did I know the reason why the archaeologist was injured, but I also got a refining method... Unfortunately, I didn't catch the red The Yigui ghost did not find the legendary magic weapon, and also lost a member of the Operation Department."

"Everyone can slowly look for Zhang Xian in the nine caves, in case he is just possessed by the Yin spirit, and after he finds it, will there be another rescue?" Wang Ping proposed.

"No, no, he must have been saved. He is possessed by the spirits. How many can he end? Even if he is rescued, who knows he is not the original one?"

"..."

Wang Ping'an felt that what they said was justified and completely speechless.

So he found the coffin plate of the owner of the tomb, turned over and took a few photos, picked up the content of the secret art of the refiner, took it into the mobile phone, and when he went back, read it slowly to see if he might retrieve the memory of the refiner Debris.

If you have learned the refining skills by yourself, you don’t have to ask the system to give you a magic weapon all day.

When going back, Fu Yuanqiu walked at the front, the two carrying the coffin board in the middle, and Wang Ping'an walked at the end.

It felt very long when I came, and it only took ten minutes to go back.

Although this trip to explore the ancient tomb left many regrets, there are still many mysteries unsolved, and there are eight caves unexplored, but the basic task is considered completed.

As long as it is handed over to the cultivators of Maoshan School or Tianshimen who are good at catching ghosts.

Professional things also need to be handed over to professionals.

Several people had just drilled out of the ground and saw that there was still a fire outside. There were two unpeeled mice and a snake on the grill. Zhang Xian, who had been missing for a long time, sat in front of the grill and grabbed an uncooked black. The mouse, whose mouth was full of blood, showed a dull smile.

None of the other guards left on the ground were gone.