The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 68 Female benefactor, please drink tea!
"Come on, come on..."

That voice is getting stronger and stronger.

"Hehe, it's not as good as Zishan's magic sound, fat man, kill her!" Shen Ma looked forward to a bronze gate that looked very simple.

At this moment, there seemed to be a white figure standing in front of the bronze gate, waving towards them.

"Come here, come here..."

"It turned out to be a ghost. It's dark, so don't go out and wander around. Hey, Daoist will inevitably break the precept today...

Destroy flowers with hot hands! Duan De took out a black, thick and long stick from his trouser pocket, and walked over with a smile.

"Fatty, don't be fooled by beauty." Shen Ma laughed.

Duan De turned his head and showed his snow-white teeth. He smiled brightly and said, "Master, I have always been self-disciplined. External objects cannot touch my fundamental heart. I always wipe it diligently. My heart is like the moon shining in the sky."

Seeing his look like a magic stick, Shen Ma also smiled.

Duan Dele walked forward and said: "Female benefactor, female benefactor, I brought you tea, swallow the expression pack of saliva."

I saw him holding a long and thick black stick in his back hand, and he touched it, trying to smash the female benefactor.

"what…"

The white figure let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.In a blink of an eye, it was in front of Duan De, its face was tightly pressed against Duan De, only three inches away.

Shen Ma was taken aback by this scene!A pale and pale face, the mouth seemed to be torn open by something, and the hideous gap extended to the ears!

This is a corpse.

The body of a woman.

The corpse of a woman who had been dead for an unknown number of years, its body was full of rotten, tattered stench.

At this moment, it opened its bloody mouth wide and bit down on Duan De's head.

"what…"

But the next moment, the corpse seemed to have been severely injured, a sharp scream came from its mouth, and the body disappeared in an instant.

Between Duan De's brows was the shining Shenxi. He chased after him and cursed: "Boundless god, dare to scare Daoist, the smell is so bad that Daoist even ate a few days ago!" The lobster was almost spit out.

Monster, look at the trick! "

The female corpse seemed to have turned into a Yin spirit, and it was also an extremely terrifying Yin spirit.

It's a pity that I met an expert in Fengshui and burials today, and I saw the black, thick and long stick in his hand flashing with colorful glare, and he swung it forward violently.

"Bah"

The silver bottle burst into water, and the Yin Ling was smashed into the sky spirit cover. After the broken spirits gathered together, they were smashed again by Duan De.

"I told you to scare me, I told you not to take a bath, and my old friends were like relatives, but now I make you unable to be a ghost." Duan De scolded while hammering.

Shen Ma on the side laughed so hard that his stomach ached and he couldn't help himself up.

After hammering dozens of times in a row, the spirit body completely disappeared.

Fatty Duan gasped for a few breaths, straightened his clothes, chanted Wuliang Tianzun, pretended to be an outsider, and said:

"The monks are merciful, just because you and I have a good relationship, the poor will work hard, use their own stinky skin to suppress the evil spirit on your body, and save you to the next life, so good!"

After Shen Ma heard it, black lines appeared all over his forehead, this fat man is really shameless.

One person and one horse walked to the bronze door and carefully observed the engraving on it.

It turned out to be a picture of hell, with [-] levels of hell, [-] kinds of torture, mountains of knives and sea of ​​fire, pools of blood and oil pans, all kinds of tortures that can be imagined or unexpected are depicted here.

"Hey, another lunatic!" Shen Ma couldn't help but lamented the madness of the owner of the tomb.

"It can't be cured, it can't be cured... kick the door!" Duan De shook his head.

"boom"

Shen Ma kicked the door with one hoof, there was a loud clang, and a crack opened in the bronze door, from which white mist overflowed.

He pressed his front hoof on the door, and stared back with all his hind legs. There was a "creaking" sound, and the bronze door was slowly pushed open.

Looking around, it was actually a huge foggy land.

The white mist shrouded the dark space, and there was no sound, which was oppressive and gloomy.

Shenma released his divine sense, trying to explore the terrain in the mist, but found that his divine sense dissipated instantly like a drop of water melting into the sea.

"What kind of fog is this? It's somewhat similar to the dragon's blood lake I encountered in the ancient mine in the early days, and it can swallow the consciousness." Shen Ma was shocked.

Duan De took a deep breath and said in a serious tone: "This is the mist. If my deduction is correct, there should be a huge maze in the fog."

Misty fog is a kind of terrifying ghost fog. Once lost here, the soul will be pulled out and become a part of the fog, and the body will turn into walking dead and wander in the fog forever.

"There won't be those ghosts inside, right? If they get lost, the ending won't be too happy." Shen Ma asked.

"Yes, and it's not one or two, but countless. This great maze itself is a place of pure death, and the people who set it up are too vicious to leave any life."

The death situation can be said to be one of the most terrifying killing formations in Fengshui. Once the death situation is triggered, it will lead to a catastrophe, and there will be absolutely no life.

"Just blow up this maze, and it's over. Let him plot and trick, and I will break it with my own strength." Shen Ma really didn't want to play hide-and-seek with those ghosts.

"Brother Shen, don't be impulsive. This level is connected with each other. If this area is blown up, the entire tomb may be submerged, and those great historical secrets will never see the light of day."

Duan De is a little anxious. As an archaeologist, it is his belief to explore the ancient secrets.

"How about bringing out part of it?" Shen Ma asked.

"There are a lot of ghosts here, just in case..." Duan De mused.

"Use the black coffin directly? Fatty, you may have figured out a way to survive?" Shen Ma said again.

"Ninety percent sure, this person's burial studies are scumbags in the eyes of the Taoist." Duan De looked proud. He has never lost in Feng Shui burial studies.

"Really?" Shen Ma was dubious.

"Do not worry."

"Coffin Comes"

One man and one horse jumped forward and drove towards the mist.

"Brother Shen, don't use your sense of consciousness to identify the direction. This is the mist of fascination, which will pollute your mind. Just let me show you the way."

Duan De took out the feng shui compass again, pinched the formula, and calculated the direction to go.

"Go left, turn right, turn left again, go straight, stop, stop here for a quarter of an hour before starting, go right..."

"Roar"

Suddenly, a hoarse roar came from outside the black coffin. A ten-foot-tall humanoid monster slammed into the black coffin.

"Wuliang f*ck Shouma! I..." Shenma gritted his teeth, and there was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes, like an enraged lion.

"Hush, Brother Shen, hold back! This is a big zongzi!" Duan Dezhen was afraid that Shen Ma would be angry, and would come out of the museum to fight the monster.

The monster is not the key, but the ecstasy fog here is very strange, and the mind is easily affected. If the car can't stop and the waves start to rise, there is really no place to cry.

"call"

Shen Ma took a deep breath to calm down.

Half an hour later, the weather was calm, and the black coffin continued to set off.

"boom boom"

Suddenly, the huge maze began to tremble, as if a giant was slowly coming out from the depths of the maze.

"Fatty, what is this?" Shen Ma was a little frightened by the broken maze.

"Mist." Duan De responded.

"Is there such a real maze in the world?" Shen Ma was astonished. He didn't expect that there is reality in the mist, and there is fiction in the reality. The virtual and the real reflect each other.

With the deepening of the black coffin, there are more and more strange shadows around.Shen Ma fully activated the dao pattern on the black coffin, concealing his aura.

After an unknown amount of time, the black coffin stopped.In front of it is a huge stone gate. On the stone gate, lines that do not belong to this era are engraved, and there are inexplicable dao rhymes flowing.

The coffin lid was opened, and one person and one horse came out.

"This seems to be the Dao pattern of the ancient times..." Duan De looked at the stone gate and murmured.

"The lines on it are a bit weird, like a seal. Do you think there are some monsters sealed behind the stone gate?" Shen Ma felt that something was wrong behind the stone gate.

"Emperor Qing has passed away for 1 years. Even monsters from the ancient times will never survive that long."

Duan De rubbed his hands again and again, his eyes flickered with astonishing light, looking at Shimen, it was like seeing a young beauty on the side of the road, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Let's set up a few defensive formations first..."

(End of this chapter)