85, into the tomb [5]

After the break was Fa Hua and another soldier. The two only turned on a lamp and aimed at them from time to time, just in case.

After following Ye, we looked focused. No one took it lightly in such an environment. We walked slowly and firmly, and the 'buzzing' gear transmission sound of the bomb disposal car echoed in the empty corridor.

The corridor is very long. About half an hour later, we came across a place to choose. This is a T-shaped road in two directions. I chose the left side almost without hesitation: "To the left."

"Listen, there is a sound! Turn off the bomb disposal truck." Ye Yi suddenly said.

Everyone listened to the sound on the left. The soldier in charge of controlling the bomb disposal car quickly turned off the bomb disposal car, looking a little flustered, clicked, and there was a continuous sound of pulling the bolt.

"Don't move." Ye Yi shouted in a low voice. Ye Yi finally pulled out his ancestral mahogany sword from the package. A sword also had confidence in Ye Yi's hand. There is no way to use anyone's mana in this broken place. We can only rely on the most barbaric way to solve these things. In fact, we are not sure in this situation.

Once the 'life rate' of the buried bodies in the tomb is higher than our expected horizontal line, then this operation is likely to end in failure.

As for whether there will be a second chance to enter this tomb, we can't guarantee it.

"Be careful. Keep driving the bomb-dismantling car. Ye Yi said in a low voice.

The soldier who controlled the bomb disposal car quickly started the bomb disposal car. This time, the speed was slower. The light on the two people's heads always shone to the front, and I noticed that the mysterious sound seemed to make everyone nervous, and even the monk Fahua, who usually showed indifferent to ghosts and monsters, looked serious. Don't look back behind you.

He walked into the corridor for more than two hours, and Ye Yi shouted to stop again.

I saw him squatting on the ground, wearing gloves, and twisting something on the ground. I asked, "What did you find?"

Ye Yi didn't say anything or stand up. He put the thing in front of him and looked at it. Then he got up and said, "Be careful. It was blood just now." Then he turned around and asked the cold-faced officer standing behind me, "How many days has Professor Yun died?"

"Today... should be the seventh day." The cold-faced school officer thought for a moment and said.

Ye Yi looked up at the distance and took a deep breath and shouted, "Fatty, try to release your ghost to see if the impact here is great."

The fat man said 'um'. First, he stared, and then his eyes seemed to be confused, and the color in his eyes became a little different from what people should have.

His tone has not changed, and he said, "It's okay. The yin qi here is very heavy and full of evil spirit, which is very suitable for the cultivation of ghosts. Here, my spirit ghost can exert 120 percent of its strength.

"That's good. I suspect that we will receive a big gift as soon as we come in. Everyone put the amulet close to their bodies. Ye Yi said.

I frowned and thought for a moment. Some of the 'big gift' that Ye Yi said was probably directly related to Professor Yuntian. Seven days happened to be the day of returning to the soul night. This place is self-contained, not in the sun, not in the underworld, the people who die here do not return to hell, and cannot return to heaven and earth.

But for thousands of years, even the dead soul thousands of years ago has probably lost its instinct and become muddle-headed without the supplement of external force. Even if it is fierce, I'm afraid it has lost the ability to distinguish clearly.

Although the group of Taoist priests of the First Emperor of Qin imitated a world, they could only imitate it and could never accommodate the rules and fortunes contained in heaven and earth. Not to mention the underworld and other strange places that are not obvious to the world. If the ghost street in M City is a place that is completely forgotten by the world, it is completely isolated from the world. Although a unique world is artificially formed, it lacks foundation.

Unless you completely open here and crazily absorb the aura of heaven and earth to contact heaven and earth, you will get out of this bondage.

For people, there is still a lot of danger. For the ghosts and corpses who are 'birth' here, this is a real desperate situation. If you don't occupy the law, you will never understand the road. If you don't understand the world, you can't be recognized and get the information you deserve.

But!

There is a premise that there is no outsider to destroy the balance here. This is where Ye Yi is worried. Professor Yuntian's death has destroyed the balance here. The newly dead are full of obsessions. They have not experienced the baptism and wear and destruction of time, and still maintain a certain thinking ability.

Ye Yi's previous consideration was lacking. After thousands of years of erasure, the souls and corpses were confused and confused, leaving only instinctive to act. But the death of Professor Yuntian has brought the driving force here, just like suddenly throwing in a general who can command thousands of troops for the scattered army. He may not have the greatest personal force, but he respects the wisdom of generals. This is the most terrible thing!

A class of soldiers! Add a professor Yuntian with a mind...

Thinking of this, Ye Yi's hands are full of sweat. If he can still use mana here, Ye Yi will not be too afraid, but it's here! In such an environment!

Among the number of days, time, land, people and three talents, there are actually two losses. There is a predetermined number in the dark. Now Ye Yi hopes that Ye Xiaoqi's Fengshui Bureau, which improves personal transportation, can really work to protect everyone's safety.

With a sigh, Ye Yi shook his head secretly in his heart, unless he immediately retreated at this moment and never came in again. But now that we have come to this point, how can we retreat lightly? The three-foot sword in your hand, even if you really want to exit, let it be stained with blood again!

I was surprised to feel the change in Ye Yi's mood just now. Although I don't know why he became clear-minded and awe-inspiring, he was happy. After all, I had a kind of laziness and unconsciousness when I encountered things with Ye Yi for too long. As long as Ye Yi is there, I will be safe!

Ye Yi stopped and turned around again and said to us, "The future danger can be determined. We need a proper arrangement."

Ye Yi's words made the cold-faced school officer not understand and asked, "Do you mean those strange sounds?"

I said with a smile, "Let me explain. The first difficulty we are going through is not someone else, but Professor Yuntian, who passed away seven days ago. His soul is not scattered and with wisdom. In this place, he is bound to be devoured by the evil spirits and big ghosts who have lost their minds. Here, things such as big ghosts, living corpses and even zombies have long been worn out by time, leaving only instincts. However, the devouring between souls is not only the enhancement of strength, but also the absorption of the other party's persistence and wisdom.

When I said this, I saw that the soldiers showed unclear eyes. It was funny in my heart. What a familiar picture. When Ye Yi explained these things to me, I was also confused!

Picking the corners of my mouth slightly, I smiled first. Although several people who were not close to me were slightly surprised to see my smile, it did not prevent me from continuing what I was going to say next. After sorting out my mood, I restrained my smile and said seriously, "The big ghost who has absorbed Professor Yuntian's wisdom is likely to dominate what he can. Absorb the surrounding ghosts and living corpses. From the original loose to another situation, although there are some gaps... So, once you see any walking 'person', don't care whether he is alive or dead, whether he is movable or not, and nail him with the mahogany stakes in your hands in the way the professor gave you yesterday!"

"Uh-huh..." I paused, highlighted the turbidity in my chest, and looked around and said, "The yin here is too heavy. Therefore, those ghosts that are usually not seen in front of people will appear in front of people. Those things are not what you can deal with. Believe your comrades-in-in-arms around you, whether with guns or us, please be sure to believe it. ...If you really die, I ask you to have the courage to die. Don't drag others down. With our sharp ability, we, I, will do our best to help everyone. I won't give up until the most dangerous time.

My words may be a little heavy. Although these soldiers were psychologically prepared, they may not be afraid of death before, but what about now? A living example is about to appear. A person who has been dead for seven days is about to reappear in another way. What a shocking thing is in the hearts of these 'ordinary people'. In an instant, I recall the scene when I saw the window of the car for the first time on the rural dirt road.

I'm waiting for their answer. Such a thing is too shocking in their hearts. It's not terrible to die, but they are very afraid that the world that should have been unknown after death will continue to 'survive' in another way.

This fear will spread. If you don't take precautions in advance, I'm afraid that these 'ordinary people' will completely collapse at that time.

After about five minutes of silence, the cold-faced school officer's eyes flashed firm eyes and asked me, "Is there a thorough way to die if you die?" I think you know what I mean."

Other soldiers also looked at me, and the strange sound in the corridor in the distance was getting louder and louder...

I looked at Ye Yi and asked with my eyes, "Is it okay?"

Ye Yi nodded slightly to me. At this stage, the dead soul is not without, but it is too cruel.

While I was hesitating, the monk Fahua, who had been broken behind me, suddenly said, "Maybe the poor monk can have a try."

"The monk!" Ye Yi suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Fahua shouted a Buddha's name and said with a smile, "Master Ye doesn't need to worry too much. The poor monk just brought a treasure, which can capture the soul." After saying that, he took out the copper bowl from the wide monk's robe sleeve pocket and said, "You can drip a drop of blood in the bowl. If someone dies unfortunately, the soul can go straight into this thing."

"Good!" The fat man said.

"Then do it according to Master Fahua's words, Ye Yi, let's do it together." I said.