He took out a small urn from the bag beside him to prove that what he said was true.
But Tang Xiaobao still didn't believe it.
"If you want to rob a tomb, I won't go with you. When a person dies, the world disappears. The dead are the greatest. We can't disturb them anymore." Tang Xiaobao said.
Taoist Priest Qiu was anxious: "That won't do. You promised to subdue the ghost for me."
"Okay, I can still do this. Where is the ancient tomb?" Tang Xiaobao asked.
In fact, he was also very curious.
I've never done anything like this before, but today I'm going to make an exception.
He was quite excited inside.
Taoist Priest Qiu opened the car door and took Tang Xiaobao into the mountains.
"That place is called the Mass Graveyard. It's actually just a solitary grave. It's called that because so many colleagues died there. Later, no one went there again. But someone hand-drew a map, which is this one. Without the map, you would definitely not be able to find the place."
Taoist Priest Qiu took a flashlight, carefully opened a picture, and looked at it as he walked.
But he doesn't turn on the flashlight when he walks.
Tonight is the fifteenth.
The full moon hangs high in the sky, as bright as day.
We walked up the mountain along the dense forest, turning left and right, crossing mountains and ridges. After walking for more than an hour, we still hadn't reached the destination.
"stop!"
Tang Xiaobao suddenly shouted.
Taoist Priest Qiu shuddered with fear, stopped, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Walking to the side, Tang Xiaobao looked carefully at an ancient pine tree in front of him, frowning and saying, "This is the third time we've passed this place. What's wrong with you, the guide? You're taking us in circles. Don't you have a map?"
Taoist Priest Qiu was embarrassed: "I have been here before. I found the place by following this map. What happened today? Is the map wrong? That's impossible."
Tang Xiaobao took the map, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "The map is correct, it's very old."
"So we're lost?"
Taoist Priest Qiu asked carefully.
Tang Xiaobao nodded.
"What should we do then?"
"Cold salad."
Tang Xiaobao said unhappily.
Then he teleported to a height of several dozen meters in the air, stood on the top of the tallest tree, and looked around carefully.
Taoist Priest Qiu looked envious and tilted his head upwards, but in fact he could not see anything.
But in his heart, he admired Tang Xiaobao very much.
He is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts world, so awesome.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao landed, pointed due north, and said, "Walk in this direction. We should be there in about ten minutes."
"Ah? How did you know?"
Taoist Priest Qiu asked in shock.
Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him. "Don't you know Feng Shui? That location, where the dragon's eye is, should be the ancient tomb you mentioned. I'm asking you, is it very flat there?"
"Yes, yes."
"That's right." Tang Xiaobao said, "It seems you didn't lie to me. There really is a spirit ghost here. The reason we got lost is because it set up a formation. Ordinary people can never get there. So, this spirit ghost must be of a high level. I originally thought it was a Spirit King, but now it seems it should be a Spirit Emperor."
Taoist Priest Qiu had no idea and asked curiously, "How powerful is the Spirit Emperor?"
"Anyway, if someone like you goes there, they'll kill you with one breath!"
Taoist Priest Qiu shuddered, swallowed, and said with a bitter face, "You must protect me."
Tang Xiaobao was a little surprised.
Wow, he’s quite brave. He didn’t even back down.
"Okay, let's go."
Tang Xiaobao led the way in front, and Taoist Qiu quickly followed.
Ten minutes later, an abyss appeared ahead.
The place is shrouded in clouds and mist, and is bottomless.
"It's over. There's no way out."
Taoist Priest Qiu looked at the abyss below and retreated in fear.
Tang Xiaobao sneered and said, "Come on, I'll take you to jump off a cliff today."
"ah?"
Before Taoist Master Qiu could react, Tang Xiaobao grabbed his shoulders. Then he started screaming and struggling violently.
"No, I don't want to die."
This guy is a coward.
But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. His shoulders felt like they were clamped by an iron clamp. Tang Xiaobao took him forward and took a step forward.
ah!
Taoist Priest Qiu screamed and closed his eyes.
There was no sound of wind in my ears, and my feet seemed to be stepping on solid ground. The imagined fall did not seem to happen, and I did not get smashed to pieces.
I felt that Tang Xiaobao's hand on my shoulder had moved away.
Taoist Priest Qiu was trembling in his heart.
Is this hell?
Is there really a hell?
He slowly opened his eyes, and then he was stunned.
In front of me is a flat land, and not far away, there is an ancient tomb standing there alone.
In front of the tombstone, there is a platform made of blue bricks of dozens of square meters. There is no grass growing on it. There are four stone pillars on the platform, and some rubble is scattered on the ground, as if it had been through a war and was severely damaged.
The four stone pillars are of different lengths, but they are carved with dragons and phoenixes, and are very majestic.
In front of the tomb, two evergreens are growing well, but are still so tall.
Everything is exactly the same as it was a decade ago.
Taoist Priest Qiu didn't react for a long time.
He turned his head, and there was no abyss there.
"It's just an illusion, look how scared you are!"
Tang Xiaobao said without turning his head.
At this time, Tang Xiaobao was standing in front of the ancient tomb, looking at the tombstone.
Taoist Priest Qiu wiped the sweat off his forehead and felt a little excited, but he also felt an inexplicable chill in the air.
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