Chen Jiuling, holding the little red horse's neck tightly, followed Fan Suxin and Xuan Jiuxiao, who were running like flying, rushed out of the city gate.

Bang-

With a light sound, Chen Jiuling, who seemed to crash into an air wall, felt a sudden burst of tears in front of him, and then he was dizzy.

After his sight was restored, Chen Jiuling found that he was halfway up the mountain with pine and cypress everywhere and tombs full of tombs.

Where is this? What about the others?

I just passed through a city gate, why did I suddenly run into the grave?

Looking forward, there is a large tomb, on the granite tombstone about two meters high, the inscription is clearly visible - "Tomb of Hu Gong Wannian, the Censor of Jiannan Road, Dawei."

Great Wei?

Today's Daxue Kingdom seems to be established after destroying the Dawei Kingdom?

If the Censor, if you remember correctly, it should be "the duty to impeach all officials, to defend the wrongdoing, to supervise all the disciplines, and to serve as the chief of the emperor's eyes and disciplines." So here is the district-level discipline inspection secretary of the previous dynasty?

He is also a member of the country.

"Mr. Hu, I've been disturbed, don't blame me!"

Chen Jiuling jumped off the little red horse and folded his hands towards the tombstone.

If you don’t decide, go to the dock first.

After paying, the system did not respond at all, and the tombstone was not suddenly bombarded by lightning.

I took a look, but the system did not respond.

Just say it-

I had worshipped the City God before, but the City God's head was gone, it was just a coincidence.

Chen Jiuling was completely at ease, so he turned around and looked around.

"Senior Sister of the Sect? Senior Brother Jiuxiao——"

He kept calling, but received no reply.

What you can see, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, are endless graves, and there is no living person.

This kind of gloomy place is very easy to breed ghosts and evil spirits.

Fortunately, I looked directly at the Netherworld System for a long time without any response. This should be safe... not right!

The season is wrong!

There is wind and snow in Jincheng, and the snow on the ground is even thicker than the knee. There is no reason why it is still full of autumn not far outside the city.

In addition, Xuan Jiuxiao and Fan Suxin should have both been running in front of me, but disappeared after passing through the air wall. How could this be fine?

Referring to the novels and movies I have read before, is it possible that I have traveled to another time and space node?

That's all... well, this is also good, at least it won't be a problem of trekking and running in the wind and snow.

Chen Jiuling took off the bag on the back of the little red horse, first took about a hundred talismans to exorcise ghosts and demons and tied them to his body, and then took out the jerky meat and water bags and continued to observe around while eating and drinking.

The purpose is very clear. Chen Jiuling looked around the tombs with monuments one by one - a brief look at his life and deeds, and a detailed look at the birth and death date and time of erecting the monument.

Chen Jiuling noticed that for any tomb with tombstones, the owners were actually officials of the Great Wei Kingdom, and they were basically middle- and senior military officers. There were even two miscellaneous generals, one was the general Gai Chonghu, and the other was the general He Ruozan.

After seeing about thirty or forty tombs, Chen Jiuling unknowingly walked to a huge tomb with a large mound of soil.

In front of the tomb with a relatively new earth, there were two roughly crafted general stone figurines, catching swords and holding swords, guarding a stone tablet that was obviously newly established - "Tomb of King Jie of Antong"

King Jie of Antong?

Who is this? Why are there only six words on the tombstone, and there is nothing else?

Chen Jiuling touched his chin and fell into deep thought... King Jie of Antong, Antong, King Jie of Antong... Antong... An...

The inspiration suddenly appeared: "No, is it An Tong, Wang Yuwen Yan?!"

I go, if the person who sleeps in this tomb is King Jie of An Tong, who is Yuwen Yan, the protagonist of the "Ghost Hell", then wouldn't I have just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den?

The tomb owners I saw before were all ancient people from the Great Wei Dynasty. This large tomb, which was suspected to be the burial site of Yuwen Yan, was obviously newly built soon... What does it mean?

This means that at this time point, Yu Wen Yan is likely to be lying in the tomb, and he may be lifted up as the King of Demons at any time!

God, do you want to play with me like this?

Can't I send me to a time point where singing and dancing are becoming more prosperous?

Although I am just like Jack Ma, I have no interest in money and Xingzhang Tiansi, but I am still very good at lying on the beautiful knees...

Chen Jiuling turned around and ran away without stopping for a second.

The little red horse, who had not made any sound for a long time, followed closely behind Chen Jiuling with all his steps, and did not dare to deviate from Chen Jiuling's turnaround.

After a lot of twists and turns, he ran to the panting Chen Jiuling and successfully arrived at the foot of the mountain alive.

As soon as he turned his head, Chen Jiuling saw a rugged rock at the foot of the mountain full of paper money, three pale words "Douda" were suddenly engraved on the foot of the mountain - Luoyanpo.

really……

Okay, who could King Jie of An Tong who was lying on the mountain besides Yuwen Yan?

I can't afford to offend me, say goodbye!

Chen Jiuling burst out with the power of feeding and turned into it like flying.

But this time I didn't run far, and a large team of people came towards me.

For a moment, I heard the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, and the beeping suona that no one could suppress...

Chen Jiuling almost burst into tears - God, he finally saw the living person!

However, the habitual caution made Chen Jiuling stop and set up a pergola to look at the cracks.

The system, no movement.

very good!

However, this team is very strange. How can it be carried with a coffin and a sedan chair?

I remembered that this should be what is called **?

In the movie, no good ending is true, either dead or haunted...

Anyway, this is another one that cannot be aroused.

It was too late to turn around, and there was no fork in the road nearby, so Chen Jiuling could only hurriedly lead the little red horse and try to get out of the road, and then put on a serious poker face. There was no way, when it came to this kind of thing, it seemed that no matter whether it was crying or laughing, it was a bit inappropriate.

In a blink of an eye, the team carrying coffin and sedan chairs got closer and closer.

"This young master, today's eldest son of the despise man married a good marriage, and accidentally bumped into the young master. I was not very careful and I hope the young master will accept it with a smile."

A chubby and greasy middle-aged man wearing a festive red robe but wearing mourning clothes, walked a few steps to Chen Jiuling, and then presented a red envelope with both hands.

What stuff is installed here? Can I refuse?

Chen Jiuling glanced at the armed servants in the ** team, who were big waisted and round, and had a strong face, and chose to accept the red envelope without hesitation: "Congratulations, I wish the eldest son of your mansion a good morning...help, a happy marriage."

"Thank you, Mr. Ji Yan."

The greasy middle-aged man who seemed to be a housekeeper bowed to thank Chen Jiuling for his blessings and turned around and returned to the ** team.

**The team did not stop, and the blow and beat were getting farther and farther away.

Chen Jiuling stood by the roadside with a red envelope in his hand, looking at his eyes, nose, mouth and heart, and didn't look at anything he should or shouldn't.

After the ** team completely disappeared at the end of the road, Chen Jiuling weighed the red envelope in his hand and opened it apart.

In the red envelope, there are nine yellow copper coins and a Jiayu Tongbao.

In addition, there is a yellow paper talisman folded into three stacks.

After confirming that there was nothing else, Chen Jiuling crumpled the red envelope paper and the yellow paper talisman into a ball and threw it away, and the nine Jiayu Tongbao also dealt with it.

These things that come with bad luck cannot be kept even if the system does not respond.

After processing the red envelope, Chen Jiuling looked at the sky that was getting late, and then he turned his back on the horse again with practice and...

Then Chen Jiuling was flipped down by the little red horse standing up, and his butt was almost broken into four petals.

"Hiss-" Chen Jiuling was so cold that he felt so painful: "It's not the first time he rode you, why did he react so fiercely? He won't lose a piece of meat after riding..."

When the little red horse heard this, he immediately glared and raised his intimidating horse hooves.

"No, no, I was wrong! If I don't ride it, I will never ride you again in the future!"

Chen Jiuling quickly changed his words.

Only then did the little red horse withdraw his little hoof with satisfaction.

Chen Jiuling sighed, rubbed his butt and limped back on the road.

The little red horse followed behind, following along.

One man and one horse, it is getting farther and farther away.

Suddenly, Chen Jiuling threw away the red envelope paper and yellow paper talismans, and a pale and weird face appeared in the grass.

Hee, hee-

A weird laugh, drifting with the wind.
Chapter completed!