Tomb robbery begins with becoming a prophet who moves mountains

Chapter 132 Digging the heart and taking blood, there are demons in the Yellow Pizi Temple!!

The old hunter opened his mouth trembling and pointed at Xiaoqing, he was originally a shaman disciple, and he was also worshipping Liu Xian.

Seeing Xiaoqing’s divine power, he naturally had a feeling of worship.

“It’s just ordinary means.”

Eleven said indifferently.

In the forest, there were two big guys fighting under the snow-white, and the three of them could really see what the big horse monkey looked like.

It’s really not like a normal monkey.

Standing up, at least two meters tall, his body is as strong as an orangutan, with red eyes and yellow hair.

Being able to match Xiaoqing with a few hands shows that the strength is extremely strong, and he can even slightly dodge Xiaoqing’s attack, and the speed is also good.

No wonder the old hunter couldn’t take it.

This is indeed not something that ordinary people can deal with, but unfortunately, this time it encountered Xiaoqing, who was transformed one after another, and even in the land of moving mountains, you can eat the difference between Neidan and cloud mud from time to time.

Bang bang.

Dull and out.

The big horse monkey was directly swept over by Xiaoqing’s huge tail, and Eleven drew the knife out and returned it.

The horse monkey has fallen to the ground and died, its head flying high.

That’s just what happened in an instant.

“Senior? Predecessor? ”

The black blind man shouted twice, signaling him to step forward and take blood.

The anger turned out to be so strong.

Eleven frowned slightly, opened the snake god’s three eyes, and saw a phantom shadow dancing its claws on the body of the horse monkey, as if unwilling.

“If the first evil is dead, you can also be regarded as repaying the favor, and go.”

The energy urged, and the sword slashed into the void, completely dissipating.

Taking out the deerskin bag, the old hunter carefully took the blood of the big horse monkey, and finally thought about it, but still dug a hole and buried it.

In these days, man is inferior to beast.

But man is still man, and beast is always a beast.

But when he wanted to take the two down the mountain to the ganggangzi camp, Eleven refused again.

Instead, he asked, “I wonder if the old-timers know about the Yellow Pizi Temple?” ”

“Huangxian Temple? Which place are you looking for? ”

In words, there is a lot of jealousy.

“Good, please let the seniors know.”

Look at Eleven, and look at Xiaoqing on the side.

Alas!

“The Yellow Immortal Temple is very weird, even I don’t want to get close, the old man rumors that there is a Huangxian Dao in the Yellow Immortal Temple, ordinary people are afraid that they only have to die in the past.”

Persuade here, do not say more.

After telling the two of them the route, they went directly down the mountain, and there were people waiting for the blood of the big horse monkey to save their lives.

And the two went to the yellow skin grave.

Eleven on the road couldn’t help but think of a question.

The old hunter said that the people who were killed by Langzhong and his fellow outsiders said that there were golden veins in this place, which had been stationed for generations.

That golden vein, presumably the golden vein that appeared in the tomb of the yellow skin, is undoubtedly the Zhuangzi where the crazy girl lives, I am afraid that it is not the mountain temple that will be changed in the future.

And those silks that died last night should be the mud club.

Fate.

One foot deep and one foot shallow, the snow is very large.

The two had to sit on Xiaoqing’s back and glide on the snow by it, which had a different taste.

Over the mountains, it was not until after sunset that everyone could be considered to have reached the enemy.

To put it bluntly, the yellow skin tomb is actually just a small mountain bag.

And the people who built this place have a lot to do with the legendary Great Xianbei Witch, of course, Eleven is not concerned with this.

On the contrary, Eleven pairs of white-haired and yellow-skinned people who appeared in the graves of the two yellow-skinned children were very curious.

Legend has it that the yellow skin has more than a strand of white hair every fifty years, and if the whole body is white, I am afraid that it will be hundreds of years.

If such a monster were cut off by him, I don’t know how much merit he could get.

“Is that it?”

“It should be, you see that there are small holes all around, and the size is about the same size as the yellow-skinned body.”

“What about the entrance?”

Eleven helplessly spread out his hands: “You ask me, I ask who to go?” Find it. ”

I looked for it, but unfortunately there was nothing around except for the small hole that the yellow skin entered.

The yellow-skinned grave is here, but they can’t get in.

However, when Eleven saw Xiaoqing lying on the side, he had an idea

Xiaoqing immediately carried his thick tail and smashed it here, smashed it there, that was called Huanshi.

It seems to be very proud of itself.

There were potholes everywhere, and snowflakes flew all over the place.

Boom.

The two stood up at the same time, and where Fang Xiaoqing smashed, a hole suddenly appeared, dark and dark, and when they walked in, there was a staircase going down.

“That’s right.”

Taking back Xiaoqing, the two lit torches and walked down.

Inside, there is a yellow-skinned sculpture at the end, and there are some traces of tribute around it.

I think it should have been open before coming here, but no one came all year round, and the snow and dead branches covered the entrance of the cave.

In this way, they can’t find it.

“No one should have been here for a long time.”

There are various talismans around, and because the years are too long to see what they are, the yellow-skinned statue sculpture is very tall.

There is an evil aura in the majesty.

“Hey, have you ever seen a shaman’s disciple walk a horse?”

“Izuma-sen?”

“Hmm.”

The black blind man shook his head:…

“I haven’t seen it, there shouldn’t be many of this kind of thing, you haven’t seen that old hunter deal with the big horse monkey.”

“If he understands, there is no need to ask us to help.”

The candle under the statue was lit, and the inside suddenly lit up.

A couple of futons, an offering table, an idol of a deity.

There is nothing else else.

“What are you looking for here?”

“A small box.”

The black blind man naturally does not believe it.

“It’s not a place for any boxes, are you looking for the wrong place?”

Eleven smiled and said: “Of course not here, the yellow skin tomb is naturally in the tomb, how can it be in the temple?” ”

“This is not the final place yet?”

Of course not.

However, if you want to find the entrance, it is a bit troublesome.

Eleven didn’t know much about Yi Li, and the partridge whistle stayed in the capital to study the things under the Suolong Well, and he just wanted to blind the cat to meet the dead rat this time.

That’s it.

Thinking of this, he used a lot of means to unload.

Everything, with force.

Violence is broken, no matter what traps you have, how deep you hide.

The temple here belongs to the door of death in the original play, and as the name suggests, once you enter, you will probably encounter traps.

However, these things also depend on who they are for.

Creak! A slight cry came out, and Eleven’s eyes narrowed slightly.

This voice seems to come from behind the statue.

Looking up, the black blind man was in place.

“Eleven, did the statue move its eyes just now?”

Choked.

Eleven pulled out the jade cutting knife and threw it out.

Chirping!

A scream.

When the two came to the back of the statue, a yellow-skinned tail remained in place, looking at the direction where the blood dripped, and there was a hole under the statue.

“This is it, ear picking.”

There is no doubt that there is it, and the two of them move in unison.

Until another hole appeared, a special smell Ps: