I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

On a peaceful day, Yan Jiu turned into a Rakshasa, holding a mahogany sword, and spared no effort to send warmth, and sent the souls who wanted to escape to the west for free.

When the last soul body escaped from the ancient tomb.

He threw his head back into the sky and laughed maniacally, as if laughing that he was finally free.

next second.

He was pierced through the chest by a piercing mahogany sword.

Before dying.

Ningchen looked back at Yan Jiu.

Black hair and gilt eyes.

The courtier screamed: "Witch, witch..."

He remembered before his death.

Just when he was proud of Turan and died in a foreign country.

His Yushifu was broken into by a person.

The other party even told him arrogantly before his death—"The man who killed you is named Wu Jiu".

Yan Jiu played with swords and said cheerfully, "Huh? It's useless to cry."

After completing the task, the mahogany sword returned to her hand.

Accompanied by the soul body that turned into green smoke in the air.

Yan Jiu smiled and stood in the shadow of the tomb door, gently stroking the mahogany sword that he used very smoothly.

At this time.

"Senior, what happened to Senior Yan!?"

Ma Weiwei's worried voice called Yan Jiu back.

Yan Jiu looked not far away.

Her body was placed in a jeep.

There was a circle of Taoist people beside the car.

Lang Zongyi was standing by the car door, and he did not expect that Yan Jiu would inexplicably enter a state of suspended animation.

Well known.

It is not a personal will to leave the soul, unless someone with higher mana makes a move, otherwise it is a dead end.

Obviously the last second was fine.

How could Yan Jiu leave his soul suddenly?

Lang Zongyi pursed his lips and remained silent.

The people around are chattering.

"I thought it would be bad enough for us to fall into the pit after the shock, but this person who fell into a coma is the worst."

"Why did little friend suddenly leave his soul?"

"I'm afraid I offended the owner of the tomb."

"It must have committed some kind of taboo."

"Yes, otherwise everyone is fine, why is she the only one in the state of leaving the soul?"

The Xuanmen people are not like those most respected archaeologists. Their limelight was taken away by Yan Jiu, and they did not hesitate to speculate on Yan Jiu with the worst thoughts afterwards.

With a swollen face, Yunfeng yelled loudly: "What are you yelling about? Did you go to the funeral like this when your mother died? If you want to watch the excitement, get out of here!"

Zhong Rushuang glared at the angry Yunfeng: "If you scold them, scold them, don't curse Consultant Yan."

Chen Ho hid his gloating: "Everyone is also concerned about chaos. They all say that there is strength in numbers. Let's find a way together so that she can recover as soon as possible."

Chen He wished that Yan Jiu would never wake up.

The reason why he said this was because Chen He knew that only the ruler of the Lang family had boundless magic power in the whole world, which could awaken the soulless.

But the ruler only looks for someone with predestined relationship, and Chen He is confident that Yan Jiu will not be that person with predestined relationship.

Huo Xier couldn't get in a word.

She stamped her feet anxiously on the periphery.

Old Lang said in a deep voice, "Little friend Yan will be fine."

Huo Xier said in surprise, "Really?"

Lang Lao didn't speak.

He was comforting Huo Xi'er, and he was also comforting himself. At this moment, he regretted letting Yan Jiu come to the ancient tomb.

It actually hurt Yan Jiu.

Mr. Lang closed his eyes, he regretted it.

at this time.

Instructor Qin exclaimed: "Look at the stele quickly."

heard.

Yan Jiu followed her gaze.

I see.

The stele suddenly shattered as if it had been hit by something, exposing another layer of stone inside.

Especially important is the scarlet letter engraved on it.

Someone read: "Those who enter this tomb will survive and return."

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, it's just a blindfold."

"Now you don't have to worry about not being able to die."

"Don't tell me, when I went in, I was still wondering if it would be effective, and now I put my heart back in my stomach."

"Why did it suddenly crack?"

"Maybe it was shaking."

The gorgeous cinnabar red no longer symbolizes blood, but implies hope. The same stele has different attitudes for the viewers.

Yan Jiu looked at the inscription on the stele with the same magic power as the red line outside the coffin, and had an uncertain guess in his heart.

The stele did not crack because of the vibration.

It was because she took away the Saber and dealt with the souls of those courtiers that they split open.

Then.

What is the purpose of the inscription?
Lang Zongyi had the same doubts as Yan Jiu.

Lang Zongyi did not believe that Wu Jiuhui had set up such a useless stele in front of the tomb for no reason.

Those who enter this tomb will not die.

Those who enter this tomb will survive and survive.

The meanings expressed by the completely different inscriptions can be said to be very different.

The former is a curse and a warning.

The latter is eulogy and prophecy.

What exactly does Wu Jiu want to express?
Lang Zongyi looked at Yan Jiu who was unconscious in the back seat.

With Yan Jiu's extraordinary ability.

What caused her to leave her soul?
Yan Jiu stood at the entrance of the tomb with her arms in her arms. She tried to walk out of the tomb this time, but found that she could go out.

It was hard for her not to wonder why.

Yan Jiu floated to the roof of the car, and told Lang Zongyi about her being stopped by Wu Jiu.

the end.

Yan Jiu didn't forget to complain.

"Just say it's outrageous or not."

Lang Zongyi, who didn't open his yin and yang eyes, couldn't see the soul, and couldn't hear the voice, didn't answer Yan Jiu's words.

When Lang Zongyi was thinking about how to invoke the soul.

System: [Off the spectrum!To the host, I suggest that you flatten the ancient tomb to calm down! 】

It didn't dare to breathe out when Yan Jiu entered the ancient tomb.

Only after leaving the ancient tomb can I dare to speak nonsense.

The system is actually curious about what makes the chips in the ancient tomb tremble so much, but it's not a curious baby, it doesn't want to get to the bottom of it, it just wants to take advantage of the situation to eradicate what makes it uneasy.

Yan Jiu still had reason: "It's not necessary, besides, we also took a knife from them, so we can't kill them all."

System: […] This is not the time for the host to be excited to hunt down the soul of Cheng Chen.

Yan Jiu floated to his side.

He wanted to enter the body, and when he jumped, he found that she had passed through the body and came to the bottom of the car.

Yan Jiu: "..."

System: [Ahhh!host host! 】

Yan Jiu looked unhappy: "Shut up."

She never thought that after leaving the body, the soul would still not enter the body. Unexpected things always make people feel unimpressed.

Yan Jiu is no exception.

But she was bored for only three seconds.

After three seconds.

Yan Jiu returned to the car.

He took out his mobile phone and planned to call Lang Zongyi.

Fortunately, the underworld company recruited some people who were tech giants before they were alive, and developed a hotline that can connect to the underworld, so that people in the yang world and souls from the underworld can communicate with each other without barriers.

Yan Jiuyong was the first volunteer, picked up the phone but forgot the prefix of the hotline.

"It's 3110—…"

"No, it's 0313—…"

"Not right, 0373—…"

this side.

Lang Zongyi decided to divide the manpower into two teams, one team stayed to deal with the follow-up, and the other team took Yan Jiu back.

He listed Yan Jiu as an existence more important than him, but he only saw the future of the special bureau in Yan Jiu.

Lang Zongyi was the first one who didn't want anything to happen to Yan Jiu.

and so.

He will try his best to call Yan Jiu back.

Lang Zongyi looked at Yunfeng: "Send more people to seal the ancient tomb, and no one is allowed to enter without the appointment order of the special bureau."

As soon as this word comes out.

Many people disagree.

"The actions of the Special Unit are becoming more and more rampant. I remember that the ancient tombs are not owned by you."

"The ancient tomb is everyone's wealth, and it is our freedom to enter or not. You have no right to interfere."

"I'm afraid that some people don't want us to have a share."

"Being a man can't be too much."

Archaeologists have no objection.

Only Taoist people are relentless.

They think that the food of the Special Bureau is too ugly, and they will do everything in order to suppress Taoism.

Ma Weiwei couldn't take it anymore: "Do you think we are willing to take care of you? Senior became like this because of the ancient tomb. If you don't want to be like senior, you'd better do it obediently!"

Zhong Rushuang was wiping a silver gun carved with red roses, and threatened grandly: "If you can't find the reason for leaving your soul, it means that everyone who enters the ancient tomb will be in danger to a certain extent. Instead of watching you leave your soul, why don't I Now help you get rid of it? Of course, the above is only a personal opinion and has nothing to do with the special bureau."

Yunfeng clenched his fists loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, let me see who is sowing discord."

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Qi Qi looked up at the sky.