Poverty

Chapter 118 Open the door.

Wang Yunting stood up and explained to the surrounding people that the door of the tomb was weird. If the door was forcibly broken, the poisonous gas or corrosive nitric acid contained in it might be released.

Yan Chixiao blushed suddenly.

Just now he was entangled by the evil ghost on the bronze door, and he was furious for a moment, almost causing disaster.

Yan Chixiao clasped his fists at Li Yanchu, and said in a deep voice, "I was the one who was reckless just now, thanks to the Taoist chief."

This person's voice is loud and full of energy, much rougher than the voice of ordinary people, and it is faintly deafening.

Li Yanchu smiled slightly and clasped his fists.

Although he didn't know much about tomb robbing, he had watched some tomb robbing movies and novels in his previous life, and he knew that in this kind of dangerous ancient tomb, things like gates were basically weird.

And don't touch things randomly, otherwise it will trigger some chain reactions.

Just now Wang Yunting stopped talking, and only his skill can react in time.

Zen Master Shenshan came over and said to Wang Yunting, "Can you open this gate?"

Wang Yunting is the school lieutenant of Mojin, and he should be very good at this kind of information about the tomb organ.

"I'm not sure, I can only try it first, and ask the master to protect me."

Wang Yunting looked at the bronze door carved with evil spirits and celestial maidens with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"That's good, the old monk should do his best to protect you well."

Zen Master Shenshan has advanced Buddhist practice, and with him as Wang Yunting's Dharma protector, he can prevent the evil spirits on the bronze door from invading.

Of course, the more important thing is to guard against the black hand from behind.

Zhang Ping, the beast master, died at the hands of the enlightened monk in the team.

Li Yanchu looked at Wang Yunting. This person has a feminine appearance and a vicious aura, but now it seems that he is a trustworthy person in this demon slaying team.

After all, he and Zhang Ping played the roles of pathfinders, and just now Wang Yunting stopped Yan Chixiao from breaking the door, which can be regarded as preventing disasters from happening.

Wang Yunting inadvertently exchanged glances with Li Yanchu, feeling Li Yanchu's sharp eyes, not only his heart sank.

"What kind of look is this? This man won't stab me in the back."

Wang Yunting directly turned his head away. Although Li Yanchu didn't activate the Five Thunder Talisman at this time, his eyes still had an upright and pure Yang aura.

People dare not stare at them.

What's more, Wang Yunting saw Li Yanchu just before forcing back Yan Chixiao's angry blow.

Coupled with this look in this moment, Wang Yunting was very alert.

Li Yanchu was startled, feeling a little surprised.

"His gaze just now seems to be a little dodged?"

"Could this person be a werewolf who hides deeply?"

Thinking of this, Li Yanchu's eyes became even more scrutinizing.

Feeling the gaze behind him, Wang Yunting not only shook his hands, but subconsciously moved a few steps closer to Zen Master Shenshan.

Looking carefully at the bronze gate, Wang Yunting felt a little creepy the more he looked at it.

He suddenly remembered a tomb gate method that his grandfather once told him, raising evil spirits to guard the gate for him.

It's just that the method of refining this special evil spirit is extremely rare, and it cannot be suppressed by ordinary means of exorcising evil spirits.

This kind of evil method is often not used by those who build large tombs, because the evil spirit is too heavy and blocks the door of life.

It is easy to damage the morality of the owner of the tomb and prolong the descendants.

If an ordinary person encounters this terrifying sculpture of a ghost goddess, if he looks at it, he will feel a dark ghost in his heart, and then gradually become anxious and gloomy.

For the evil spirits to take the opportunity to occupy the body.

Yu Cai's eyeballs on the wall are a bit similar, but the carvings of evil ghosts and goddesses on the bronze door are obviously much more advanced.

And it is extremely aggressive, even a strong exorcist like Yan Chixiao just now almost caught fire.

Wang Yunting looked at it carefully for a long time, walked up to Zen Master Shenshan, and said something in a low voice.

Zen Master Shenshan nodded slightly.

Then the abbot of Jing'an Temple walked up to the bronze tomb door, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

The voice was grand and majestic, and it reached everyone's ears clearly.

A sense of peace and compassion began to spread in everyone's hearts.

Mr. Ma, who invited the immortal, and Old Ghost Wu, who raised the corpse, obviously had serious expressions on their faces, and their brows were tightly knit.

This kind of Buddhist power actually has a suppressive effect on them.

Lieutenant Mojin, like Wang Yunting, who has been walking in the tomb all year round, was also affected, but in comparison, it was much weaker.

"Om, well, what, bah, moo, coax!"

Zen Master Shenshan twirled the rosary in his hand, and uttered the Buddhist mantra. The big golden characters suddenly condensed in the air!
The evil ghosts on the bronze door seemed to feel the majestic and majestic power of the Buddha, and they appeared one after another, terrified.

On the contrary, those celestial maidens with extraordinary looks and dignified demeanor suddenly turned vicious in their eyes, and directly slammed at Zen Master Shenshan!
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zen Master Shenshan.

"town!"

Zen Master Shenshan had a solemn appearance and shouted loudly.

The six-character Buddhist mantra immediately flew to the goddess!
The venomous and sinister aura was stalemate for a moment, and then receded like a tide.

The golden Buddhist mantra is printed on this huge bronze door, punishing evil and avoiding changes!

For a moment, the statues of the evil spirits and the goddesses all fell into a dead silence, as if they had completely lost their spirituality and turned into dead things.

When I looked at him, I no longer had that palpitating vicious and evil feeling.

Wang Yunting was quick and agile, and tapped lightly with his fingers on the bronze door, making a dull sound.

He knocked on three or four places in succession, and his movements were extremely fast.

Then he gave a soft drink, stretched out his hand and grabbed the head of an evil spirit on the bronze tomb door, and turned it slightly.

There was a soft click!
A deep round hole suddenly appeared on the bronze tomb door, and the chest of the evil ghost was sunken.

This bronze tomb door reveals a sense of vicissitudes of time. The evil spirits depicted on it are hideous and terrifying, and the celestial maidens are beautiful and moving, and contain all kinds of evil.

Wang Yunting was able to find the mechanism on the bronze tomb door at such a critical moment, which immediately made people's eyes shine.

Li Yanchu immediately took a good look at this Mojin Xiaowei Gao.

So professional!
Wang Yunting's eyes showed determination, he gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand, pointing like a sword, into the round hole.

The little half of the arm is poked in.

The people around immediately held their breath, they didn't know what danger was hidden in this deep hole.

One accident, not only the arm, but also the whole person is gone.

About five breaths passed.

Wang Yunting's body froze suddenly, and then everyone heard a dull voice.

boom -

The extremely heavy bronze tomb door opened slowly.

Wang Yunting withdrew his hand like lightning, and with a movement of his body, he turned seven or eight somersaults in the air.

One leap is five or six feet out.

(End of this chapter)