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And this fantastic journey to the human tomb finally came to a relatively complete end.

The sunlight outside has begun to slant westward, and the sunset is scattered in the woods under the cliff, reflecting many beautiful golden lights. Occasionally, migratory birds returning home float past the ancient trees, and then disappear into the jungle in a gliding posture. The scenery is so beautiful.

When I leaned down, I found that the cliff where Xue Yan and I were hiding at this time was very close to the ground, only about seven or eight meters away. In this case, even if Xue Yan didn't need Xue Yan's support, I could still jump down safely.

In the hanging coffin cave where we are, there is a coffin that looks quite old. Because of the age, the red paint outside the coffin has begun to fall off gradually. It makes a strange squeaking sound when the mountain wind blows. Xueyan and I are so scared that they jump quickly and jump back to the ground from the hanging coffin cave.

When we looked back, we could no longer tell which cave we had just come out. The dense hanging coffins were like mazes, making us completely confused.

"Yiyang, Xueyan, you finally figured it out!" Xian'er's anxious and happy voice came from behind.

When the two of them heard this, they hurriedly looked back happily. It was Xian'er who led the village chief and the old men to greet him. As for the little girl who followed Xian'er, they followed her step by step and rushed over.

When she ran to Xueyan, she asked curiously: "Sister, why are your clothes red? What is that?"

Xueyan hugged Xiao Mingzhu happily and sneered: "My sister was injured by a bad person, so she shed blood."

"Wow, sister, you're bleeding so much, does it hurt?"

"I'll go back to the village later. Will Mingzhu help her sister apply medicine?"

Looking at the little girl's innocent smile and her big black and white eyes, Xue Yan actually smiled childishly and said, "Does Mingzhu also understand medical skills?"

"Of course I understand!"

Mingzhu replied seriously with her mouth: "In the past, Mingzhu often fell and injured when she played with friends in the village. Every time Mingzhu applied medicine by herself. I tell you, Mingzhu's medicine at home works. Just apply a little to my sister to ensure that the wound will heal soon!"

"Okay, then I'll go to Mingzhu to apply medicine later." Xueyan agreed with a smile. The tenderness on her face was even what I had never seen before. I didn't expect that Long Xueyan, who seemed to be indifferent, liked children so much.

"Yiyang, how did Danqing's matter be resolved?" The village chief walked up to ask with concern, and his gray beard seemed a little trembling due to excitement.

Seeing that he seemed to be a little uneasy, I knew that he must be concerned about the safety of the Qianjinxian Fang, so I quickly answered: "Don't worry, village chief, Danqing has been killed by the senior in the clan's tomb. The book is very safe at present, as for Jianping..."

Before I could finish speaking, the village chief sighed: "Oh... that child Jianping is actually not bad-hearted, and she has always been so gentle and friendly. It's a pity to die like this..."

"hehe."

I smiled awkwardly and explained: "Don't worry, village chief, Jianping is not dead, or she is dead, but she survived in another way!"

"What's the way"

"Don't fool us rural people!" The old man who had quarreled with us before actually questioned us again.

I was surprised, is this person having a brain problem?

Before we entered the tomb, he had opposed us everywhere.

Now we retreated safely from the clan tomb, and brought good news that the traitor was killed, but he still did not dispel his doubts about us.

Under such circumstances, even the clay Buddha will be angry

But out of the cultivation of a scholar, I tried my best to explain calmly: "I didn't fool you, and I wouldn't be able to get along with you, an old man buried in the neck of the loess. Anyway, the painting has been solved, and Jianping was also chosen by the seniors in the clan tomb as the tomb guardian, so this matter has been completely solved."

"If there is any major event in the village in the future, you can send people to the clan tomb to seek help. There are many people with great supernatural powers in it, so from now on, your village will not encounter any unexpected happenings again!"

"I don't believe it!"

The old man glanced at me angrily and turned around and left alone.

"What a weird old man!" Xian'er couldn't help but mutter angrily when she saw this.

"Don't pay attention to him, this is his personality!"

"Yes, he has no friends in the village, just don't pay attention."

"He has always been weird, don't listen to his nonsense."

The other old people in the village started to talk.

However, looking at their already tired faces, thinking about not sleeping all night last night, I guess I was so tired that I was overwhelmed.

He immediately gave a thoughtful command: "Dear old men, once the matter of the clan tomb is over, everyone can sleep peacefully."

"Now everyone, hurry up and go home. It will be dark and the mountain road will be even harder to walk. Come back quickly and have a good meal and rest for a night."

The village chief also echoed: "You all go back. I was tired all night yesterday and probably didn't have much energy today. I'll go back and have a good rest. I'll hold a village meeting tomorrow. Everyone will participate at that time, do you know?"

"good."

"no problem."

"Can."

The villagers agreed with each other, and the three and five elements dragged their tired bodies down the mountain together.

"We'll leave too, village chief."

Xian'er gently reminded him, and carried Xiao Mingzhu from Xueyan's arms, and the group went down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, Xueyan and I briefly explained the situation in the clan tomb.

When she heard that we were facing so many crises, Xian'er and the village chief were stunned. Even Xiao Mingzhu, who was not at all compatible, was so surprised that she covered her mouth with her little hands.

However, when I heard that Xueyan had been injected with a thousand years of skill, Xian'er immediately complained dissatisfiedly: "It's all my fault that the annoying old man stopped me from entering the clan's tomb, otherwise I would have been able to obtain a thousand years of skill like Xueyan. Then I will be able to ascend immediately. How can I continue to practice hard!"

"Stop and stop!"

Upon hearing this, the village chief hurriedly stopped him and said, "Xian'er, your mentality is not good. Any martial arts and cultivation depends on the opportunity!"
Chapter completed!