Hu Siling and Shirley Yang were all right soon.

But the fat man still let them rest for a while, anyway, their people are all there.

The only thing left is Professor Sun, who is worth looking for.

As for Jiang Ning and others, you can meet them if you can meet them, and forget them if you don't.

With their strength, there is no need to save them.

Shirley Yang hurriedly took out the medical kit and briefly treated the wound on her body.

This place is extremely yin, and there are dead insects like corpse-eating flies, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of bacteria and other things.

So be careful.

After a few people were bandaged, they were flushed and hit the road.

But if you want to continue going forward, the river is getting more and more submerged, and it is estimated that it will be completely hidden underground in a short time.

And since they discovered Hu Ling here, there was a tomb.

It is estimated that this place is still close to the core position of the ancient tomb.

Wu Buzheng looked at the surrounding situation and analyzed.

"Many of the signs of excavation around here seem to be in the old age, and the people Feng Shigu brought back in those days, it is estimated that they have not changed much!"

"And there is a tomb here. It is estimated that the underground palace of King Wuyang might be here!"

"It's just that there are corpses and insects everywhere in this place. Feng Shigu, as a guardian of the mountain, shouldn't understand that these things are very unlucky to appear in the ancient tomb!"

"So I speculate that this immortal village may still be deep!"

Everyone nodded.

The fat man hurriedly said.

"Then do you mean that this Dixian Village may still be in the depths of the tomb of King Wuyang?"

"Then this Fengshigu took over the magpie's nest and robbed the ancient tomb of King Wuyang!"

"This is really strange. I've heard of a tomb-robber, but I haven't heard of a tomb-robber to occupy someone's ancient tomb!"

"Lao Hu, you're not a fan, did your grandfather tell you something similar!"

Commander Hu heard the words.

"These things are not uncommon, but under normal circumstances no one would do this!"

"An ancient tomb that someone has used is always unlucky!"

"You are willing to use second-hand ones!"

The fat man nodded, also feeling reasonable.

But this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Shirley Yang said.

"It's not impossible, isn't it that Feng Shigu wanted to ask when he arrived?"

"If he really finds a way to become an immortal here, maybe he will really do this kind of thing!"

"After all, if a person's obsession can be satisfied, then in many cases, he won't care about the rules!"

Wu Buzheng nodded in agreement.

And judging from the various signs currently available, it is still possible.

Guanshan refers to Mifu if it is the key to enter Dixian Village, then this key is placed in the tomb of King Wuyang.

So Dixian Village might actually be in this tomb of King Wuyang.

Everyone walked forward for three minutes.

The water in the river can already be seen, and if you go forward, it is estimated that the coffin with the body of the woman can't float.

Definitely bottom out.

So Professor Sun and they probably won't be too far away.

The fat man was just about to try shouting twice.

See if you can call someone.

But at this moment, all of a sudden the pace of several people was a meal.

They actually heard a small voice coming from the front of the tunnel.

The voice was very thin, and some of it was not very real.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the voice is somewhat like the cry of a woman.

But the cry is not very clear, and it feels like singing.

The more you can't hear, the more people want to hear clearly.

I couldn't help but the pace was a little faster.

Qin Yu suddenly stopped everyone and rubbed the tip of everyone's nose.

And as he rubbed, everyone only felt an unpleasant smell burrow into their noses.

With the whole person's feeling of wanting to hear the small voice clearly, it alleviated a lot.

The fat man rubbed his nose and said.

"This Beidi Xuanzhu smells really fucking unpleasant, but you all heard that voice!"

"I rely on this ancient tomb, is it possible that there are still people living!"

Wu Buzheng cursed.

"You fucking said your mind, people like you don't want to live here, who wants to be a woman!"

"I feel that 80% is haunted again!"

"I don't know what happened to Jiang Ning and Professor Sun!"

Commander Hu stopped the two and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Does anyone know what this is?"

Everyone shook their heads, how do they know this.

But Shirley Yang seemed to know something, she said.

"This seems to be a kind of singing, but it shouldn't be modern!"

"It's more or less like ancient times, especially the ghost mound singing of the Tang Dynasty!"

"It seems that there are still reservations in Marukuni. What kind of ghost sound is called!"

Speaking of Shirley Yang, she recounted what she knew.

The so-called ghost sound actually refers to a very ethereal way of singing.

As the saying goes, the fairy demon is further immortal, and a step back is demon.

The situation of this ghost sound is so similar.

The ethereal way of singing is very beautiful, and it makes people think about it.

But if it is too much, the sound will make people shudder.

As if from hell.

There was such a thing in the Tang Dynasty, but it is obviously not in line with the aesthetics of the Chinese people.

So it was later crushed by the wheels of history.

Instead, it spread to Marukuni.

It was inherited by Marukuni and carried forward.

I don't know if Marukuni really has a soft spot for this kind of singing.

However, the spread of this kind of thing is not very wide, so few people know it.

The fat man said with a smile.

"Fortunately, it hasn't been spread until now, otherwise it's just the sound of the haunting harp, and I will definitely be criticized as a ghost and a snake god in the early years!"

"But how can there be such a sound in this place? Is it possible that there is a tape recorder!"

"It's impossible to have a tape recorder, but some equipment similar to a tape recorder is inaccurate!"

Wu Buzheng answered.

"Isn't that, someone posted on the Internet before that some images of palace ladies' activities were occasionally seen in the Forbidden City!"

"Say what are some elements in the wall that are similar to video recorders and projectors!"

"Maybe the situation here is the same as in the Forbidden City!"

The fat man nodded, feeling reasonable.

Hu Siling said.

"No matter what, be careful, this place is getting more and more weird!"

"I don't know what happened to the others!"

They walked all the way to the front of the passage.

Soon I saw the painted red coffin lying on the shore.

When the river is inside, it has reached its end, and then the water flows down and it has been completely submerged into the ground.

It is estimated that it will eventually merge with the underground river.

While the coffin ran aground on the shore, the fat man ran over and took a look, a little disappointed.

"Damn, this coffin is really strong, it's not broken!"

"But what about them? It stands to reason that it shouldn't be too far away!"

Hu Siling pointed to the front.

"Look for it, it shouldn't be too far!"

"Leave aside Jiang Ning and the others, with Professor Sun's physical strength, he can't run too far."

Everyone nodded, and at this time the so-called ghost sound had disappeared.

It might really be what Wu Buzheng said, because of these sounds temporarily released by the effects of some elements.

I just don't know if it will appear later.

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