Of course, there are more than one Yang Pingzhi master seal passed down from generation to generation. At least nine masters of Zhang Tian’s past dynasties have been passed down from generation to generation. In addition, ordinary Taoist priests use it themselves to carve it, so there are even more ordinary people. But since they say that it was used by Zhang Tianshi to suppress demons, it must be passed down by Tianshi himself, and it will not be a miscellaneous product! For a moment, Wen Fei was almost drooling.

"Don't think about making an idea! This is to stay here to suppress the demons..." Chen Zhiyuan warned Wen Fei.

Wen Fei woke up and was still thinking that maybe so many years have passed and the demon has finished playing, so I can take away the Yang Pingzhi master seal... Only people like him know how attractive this Dharma seal is.

The ancient tomb is not big, and it actually doesn’t look like a real tomb layout. There is only one tomb chamber, with nothing except these large iron coffins. I don’t know where the suppressed demons and Yang Pingzhi are stamped?

After a while, Wen Fei asked again: "Since Yang Pingzhi Du Gong Seal is here to suppress it, what are the few coffins here for?" He originally thought that this was a Feng Shui magic array.

"Don't ask me, I haven't learned any Taoism!" Chen Zhiyuan said angrily. He simply explained the matter to Wen Fei clearly, and then led Wen Fei into an inconspicuous hole in a corner of the tomb.

The hole is very low, but it is not as spacious as the cement passage when we came. It takes a long time to walk in such a place, and it is very hard to walk. Fortunately, the road is not long and does not seem to be very dangerous. At least Wen Fei fantasized about many dangers, and even how to react if he encountered it in such a hole...

Things in the world are often like this, good things are not effective, bad things are not effective. Wen Fei just thought of this when he heard a loud bang outside, and a lot of dust on his head was shaken down.

Wen Fei's heart skipped a beat, it was so cold. He wished he could slap himself twice, it was really a crow's mouth. Chen Zhiyuan was quite decisive: "Hurry, go quickly. Let's get out of this passage first!"

When Wen Fei heard this, he was also there. In this narrow and cramped passage, he couldn't even resist. He didn't know what happened later, so he could only rush forward desperately. When he arrived at a more spacious place, at least he would have room for maneuver when he started to move, right?

Fortunately, the passage was not long, and the two of them rushed out of the passage quickly. This was actually another tomb, not a dirt chamber. It was slightly larger than the place where the nine-mouth iron coffin came in just now. There was only one altar inside. However, it was obviously destroyed, and there was nothing else that was dazzling.

It's not empty, right? Wen Fei was a little stunned. He wanted to see the seal of Yang Pingzhi! The flashlight shone towards the altar and finally saw something on it. Wen Fei was shocked, both excited and scared. This feeling was like people like to watch horror movies. The more they are afraid, the more they like to watch it.

There was a dead person on the altar, no, it should be a skeleton. To be precise, it should be a black, yellow and broken bone frame. It was actually standing. When I suddenly saw it, it was really a bit cunning. There was nothing dazzling about anything else.

"Zhenghe..." Chen Zhiyuan exclaimed, and was about to snatch it up in a few steps. Wen Fei then noticed that there seemed to be a person lying under the skeleton rack on the altar, and he didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Oops, the situation doesn't seem to be very good. Wen Fei shouted in his heart, quickly stopped Chen Zhiyuan and said, "Secretary Chen, let's solve the things behind it first..."

Chen Zhiyuan nodded, broke away from Wen Fei's hand, and took out a gun from his waist. Wen Fei was a little stunned, but heard Chen Zhiyuan say coldly: "I have a gun license, it is legal to hold a gun!"

Wen Fei smiled bitterly: "This demon shouldn't be afraid of guns, right? This thing is OK to scare people, but scare ghosts..."

"You know what's the matter?" It's rare to hear Chen Zhiyuan swearing, and then he said: "Gunpowder was originally used by Taoists to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. It is a yang thing. There are still many remote mountainous areas and traditions. If you encounter any strange things at home, just hang a gun at home, so that no matter how powerful the sneaky the gun is, it will be scared away. Moreover, the gunshots are like thunder, which is even more powerful than firecrackers!"

Of course, Wen Fei has heard of this statement, but is it good for people to use gunpowder guns? Modern guns are loaded so closely, but there is no gunpowder at all. Moreover, the gunpowder formula in the current bullet is completely different from that in ancient times... I am afraid that only God knows whether this has any effect!

Thinking of this, Wen Fei looked at the big hole when he was walking back and forth, but after a while, there was no movement.

Maybe there is no danger outside at all, and the loud noise might have caused a coffin to fall down. This is why there is such a movement.

"Be careful!" Chen Zhiyuan shouted loudly, as if he had seen something. The gun in his hand opened fire, and the loud roar was shaking back and forth in the narrow and closed stone chamber. The sound was really louder than imagined. Then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound of retreating rapidly and rubbing against the ground... The sound became smaller and smaller, and it could not be heard in the blink of an eye.

Wen Fei and Chen Zhiyuan looked at each other. Could it be that this would scare away the thing outside? But this would be better and save energy. Although I don’t know what the danger outside is, listening to the movement, you can be sure that it cannot be a ghost, but a physical object. And listening to the sound, you should be quite big.

Chen Zhiyuan was worried about his son, so he saw that he was scared away from the monster outside. He walked towards the altar with a gun.

Wen Fei hurriedly said, "I'll go, you come and guard this passage!"

Chen Zhiyuan was not grateful and said, "I will save my own son!" He said that.

Wen Fei hurriedly followed him and smiled bitterly in his heart. Chen Zhiyuan was still angry! But he saw Chen Zhiyuan helping the people on the ground. Who else was it if it was Chen Zhenghe?

"Is it okay?" Wen Fei stepped forward and cared for a while. He felt relieved. At least Chen Zhenghe was not dead, and he was still breathing and beating. However, Chen Zhenghe looked no more injured on the outside, but his face was ashen and his teeth were clenched, but he didn't know why he was unconscious. And how did this guy get here? Although he had the talisman drawn by Wen Fei, Wen Fei did not think that the things he drew were so powerful. Although he invited the gods to descend, he still consumed his own energy!
Chapter completed!