This time he killed the monkey, he finally felt the good deeds.

 Yin De Wu is 5,000.

The old Taoist priest first gave Jin An a thumbs up and said that it was true that the devil was one foot taller than the Tao. The underworld ferryman was crushed to death by you little brother, and then shook his head and said that he hadn't met the sword-cutting and the others.

As a result, as soon as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he heard footsteps behind him, and it was Feng Shui master who gathered with them.

"Young Master Jin'an, Master Chen, it's great, you're okay!"

"I just saw the light of candlelight here, so I guessed whether it was Master Chen and Master Jin'an who were here. I remember that Master Chen's Tai Chi Bagua Cut had a lot of incense, candles, and paper money. Sure enough, I really met Master Jin'an and Master Chen."

"Thanks to Master Chen, you brought these incense and candles to the tomb, otherwise the tomb passage would be so big that we would not be able to meet so quickly."

The last sentence of Mr. Feng Shui almost praised the old Taoist priest so that the corners of his mouth were raised to the sky. He began to talk to Mr. Feng Shui and he had accumulated rich experience in his years of traveling around the world.

This time it was indeed thanks to the old Taoist priest. Under the faint flames of the incense candle in the hand of the old Taoist priest, they found several torches that had extinguished the flames at the fall site.

When these torches were lit, the lighting in the blood-colored tomb passage became much brighter.

And it was precisely with these torches that more people began to meet, mournful people, and the country witches gathered around from different forks.

Jin'an and the others were standing at the falling point, but they didn't fall for a long time and had not yet gone far away. So when they saw the light of the torch, they quickly came together.

"My sister, at the critical moment, I am the most reliable, right? Hehe."

The old Taoist priest who could meet with the country witch again, holding a torch in his hand pretended to be deep in the depths, and said to the country witch with a fairy-like look on his face.

It’s true that the old Taoist priest is really so thin and has a fairy-like sensual sensation.

But he just has a bad mouth.

"Master Chen is really amazing, and this time it is indeed thanks to Master Chen." The country witch said it all and recognized the old Taoist priest's contribution this time.

The words of a country witch are better than ten praises from Feng Shui masters, and the old Taoist priest was so happy that he couldn't stop talking on the spot.

Jin'an looked at the old Taoist priest and the country witch, shook his head, and then discussed some practice issues with Feng Shui master while waiting for others to come and meet after seeing the torch light.

But I asked for a stick of incense and waited for about a stick of incense, but I didn't wait for the disappearance of the sword. General of the Commander and the three monks of the White Dragon Temple.

"Can they go one step ahead of us and return to the tomb of the Lord Teng Kingdom above our heads?" the old Taoist priest guessed.

But Jin An shook his head: "The main tomb chamber exploded after the corpse pill and was destroyed one after another, and it was not far from the collapse. After the last corpse pill was detonated by the ferryman in the underworld, the platform with the coffin collapsed completely. The only way out was buried. We have no way back now."

"So I think the lieutenant and the others should still be in the tomb passage of this burial pit."

After hearing Jin An's words, the brothers who cried were really mourning this time.

The brother who had the most problems, his face was even worse than laughter: "Brother, we are going to be buried alive in this imperial tomb and can't get out."

The elder brother of the mourning man laughed and comforted him with a uglier smile than crying: "Don't say depressed words, there are so many dead people here, and crying is our brother's unique skill. We use the mourning scripture to cry to live the dead people in the tomb passage, and ask them if there is a way out in the tomb passage."

Jin'an: "?"

Old Taoist priest: "?"

Feng Shui Mr.: "?"

After hearing the conversation between the two brothers, the old Taoist priest and Feng Shui master quickly covered the two brothers' mouths to stop the two of them from committing suicide.

The soul-raising wood stump in the Dragon Pond is so big that even if it is not ten thousand years old, why is it still five, six, seven or eight thousand years old? The roots of such a big guy are rooted in the tomb passage. Don’t die and not cry, but instead startle the roots of the soul-raising wood.

The space in the tomb passage is narrow, and they have no place to run by then, so they will be buried alive.

"You brothers must dare to cry in this tomb passage. Be careful, the old Taoist, I am so anxious that I can beat people!" After the old Taoist warned, he and the Feng Shui master let go of the palm that covered the crying man's mouth.

The old Taoist priest's last words to beat someone were obviously no one believed. The two of them looked at the old Taoist priest's old arms and legs. The old Taoist priest probably couldn't even twist the thighs of their brothers.

However, the old Taoist priest saved the brothers of the mourning crying several times. The two brothers still respected the old Taoist priests very much. Although they were not afraid of the old Taoist priest's hand-to-hand combat ability, the two brothers still listened to the old Taoist priests, calmed down and calmed down.

"Didn't you brothers discover it? The space of this tomb passage is so narrow. Not only are we not suffocated in the tomb passage, but so many torches can still burn normally, which means that this tomb passage is not sealed and there must be a way to survive or a vent."

The old Taoist priest was afraid that the mourning brother would become hot, so he knelt down and cried, so he explained in detail.

The Feng Shui master also nodded at the right time: "We are the ones who work in Feng Shui, and are the most sensitive to live water, wind caves, burial energy, earth energy, etc.."

"There is indeed a faint airflow in this tomb passage."

To test the airflow in the tomb passage, it is very simple. Just observe the direction of the torch flame quietly. Soon, they found the direction where fresh air blows over.

"Mr. Jin'an, the little brother of sword cutting, the commander general, and the three monks of Bailong Temple are not ordinary people. If they are not nearby, they will definitely be the same as us. They try their best to find a way out in the tomb passage. I think we can continue to find a way out while leaving marks along the road. If sword cutting sees the marks we left, they will definitely come to us."

"Mr. Jin'an, we can find a way out of the imperial tomb in advance. The structure of the main tomb has been damaged. The longer we stand here, the greater the risk of collapse on our heads."

Jin'an looked at the old Taoist priest, the country witch, the mourning brother, and finally looked at the Feng Shui master. At this time, he had to make a choice.

These people trust him and gather around him.

And he has the responsibility to take everyone away from this imperial tomb alive.

"Okay, just as Mr. Yi said, we will leave marks along the way, hoping that the sword cutter, the commander of the White Dragon Temple, and the abbot of the White Dragon Temple, will see the marks we left."

Carrying the burden of so many lives, Jin An waited in place for a while and finally made a choice.

Everyone began to find a way out for the ancient tomb.

Before leaving, Jin'an's palm burned the internal energy of the fire poison, turning the monkey in his hand into ashes. The blood-colored tomb passage is so strange that he didn't have time to bring more monkey corpses on the way.
Chapter completed!