Chief Qiu drove towards the outside of the city.

After driving for two hours, the car stopped on the side of an abandoned road in the suburbs.

Taoist priest Qiu did not get out of the car immediately, but pointed to a large mountain nearby and said, "That ghost is hiding on that mountain."

"Have you been there alone?"

Tang Xiaobao asked casually.

Taoist priest Qiu said: "No, I saw it more than ten years ago. At that time, I just debuted because there was an ancient tomb there that was visited by many tomb robbers, but nine times out of ten, no one came out.

However, including my brother, more than ten years ago, I found a map and found that place, and almost died in the end. My friend died there. Anyway, I also want to collect his body."

"Damn it, you want to go back to your old career again?"

Tang Xiaobao scolded: "I think you went to Taobao, right?"

Taoist priest Qiu said seriously this time: "No, no, no, the treasure inside has been emptied out long ago. I really just want to go and have a look, because I am so curious, and I also really want to collect the body for my brother.

Look, I’ve brought the urn with me.”

He took out a small urn from the bag beside him to prove that what he said was true.
Chapter completed!