"Master, what happened to the shaking just now? Did an earthquake happen?"

The three people walking in the mountains and forests, the young man in a suit walking at the end, walked over a small hurdle, quickly walked to Priest Li and asked.

As Master Li walked, he raised his left hand and pinched his fingers. His face was gloomy and gloomy. The goat beard on his chin kept shaking. Finally, he stood still under a big tree and said in a deep voice: "There will never be an earthquake. This area is not the junction of plates. In my impression, there has never been an earthquake. It seems that something has collapsed. We have to hurry up. Why don't you leave, Fatty Zhang."

"I noticed the evil spirit aura."

Fatty Zhang stood still, staring at the distance with a small green bean-like eyeball, and put away his laughter. His fat body was still trembling on his body because he had just stood still.

"The evil spirit? How is it possible? It would be nice to have a few little ghosts in this kind of small place. Can you still catch the demon if you touch the Jin Captain?"

The young man in a suit and tie looked around and grinned.

"Ziyun, don't forget that the real identity of the fat man is a Buddhist. He has the unique skills of the Six-Syllable Great Mantra of Buddhism. He is much more powerful than our sect. Moreover, Wuliang Temple is not a small sect, and it is also the only sect that can challenge the recently rising Demonic Monster."

Master Li snorted coldly in his nose and scolded him after hearing the young man's words.

"Yes, master, I dare not."

The young man in the suit was scolded by Master Li, and immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Let's go, the little brat doesn't understand anything, I won't mind Fatty."

Seeing the young man looking trembling, Fatty Zhang walked over, patted his shoulder, and let out a generous laugh.

The three of them set off again, and the Niutou Mountain was shaking, and only a big hole was cracked in the slope. Although the sound was loud, the land in the rest of the place was not shaken except for the slope. Almost everyone in the village attended the funeral at the Huang family, and the sound of suona and firecrackers were shocking. For the sake of liveliness, the two sons-in-law also hired a music team. The slope of the back mountain was also a distance from the Huang family, so the sound was so loud that it only lasted for a while, and the villagers did not hear it.

Mr. Zhou, who was standing next to the big crack, once again sacred a talisman. The talisman fell directly into the crack, and then slowly burned down under the crack.

"Okay, it's almost done, we can go down. Now there is oxygen below, and the air is not so turbid. Two pillars, there is no entrance to find it."

Mr. Zhou glanced at the big dark crack and spoke to Erzhuzi who was walking around in the distance.

"Yeah, found it."

Erzhuzi stood at the bottom of the big crack and called out a few people. Bai Han had been monitoring the surrounding graves. The graves cracked due to shaking. The coffins inside could not withstand the pulling force, and all turned into wood chips. Some grave piles watered with cement could not resist the pulling force. A large hole was cracked from the middle, and the smell of earth was scattered inside.

"Huh? Why are there no corpse?"

Li Mubai came over and saw that the tomb in front of Bai Han had no corpses, but some wood chips were scattered, and he became very curious.

"Empty Burial? It's impossible. Go to another place to have a look."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou didn't know what he thought of. His face changed slightly and he walked towards another cracked tomb. When Li Mubai saw the expressions of the two, he felt a vague premonition in his heart. He went to several more graves and found that there were also empty spaces, without any remains of corpses, as if they had disappeared very early. These buried villagers were all villagers in the village and could not be buried emptyly. If they were buried emptyly, where would the corpse go? You must know that these people in the countryside believe that the deceased will return to their roots and will never build graves out of thin air.

The night is as old as the moon and stars. There is no obvious change around it, but the temperature is obviously lower, and a humid smell comes out from the big crack.

"Oh no, I'm afraid it's not as simple as we thought."

Mr. Zhou walked over with a look of sorrow and sighed.

"It doesn't count as simple as seeing you. This suppression is probably a giant monster that has been at least hundreds of years, or even longer. It would be better if it were thousands of years."

Bai Han licked his lips and said something that surprised the two of them.

What does the better the older the year, and what exactly does Bai Han want to do?

"The strength of a thousand-year-old monster is no less than that of a thousand-year-old rice dumpling, and it is full of changes and has unfathomable magic power. As long as a monster that has been for hundreds of years, it can be able to fly and escape from the earth. At a young age, isn't it a bit exaggerating?"

Mr. Zhou's eyes flashed slightly into Bai Han's eyes and said softly.

Li Mubai also fell into deep thought, demon, is this kind of thing really there is in this world? He shook his head and tried to make himself clear.

Mr. Zhou's surname is Zhou, his name is Wu. He is forty years old. He was adopted by a Taoist temple when he was a child. Moreover, this Taoist temple is amazing. It is a famous Taiqing Sect in the magic world. He is proficient in various Taoist magic. There is a small rectangular package behind him, which is a famous magic weapon of Taiqing Sect. However, Zhou Wu entered the mortal world to practice very early. He has not returned to Taiqing Sect for more than ten years. His mind is much better than those disciples who are still in the general world and do not care about the world. In addition, he has encountered all kinds of strange things over the years and has experienced a lot, but he has passed without any danger. Only this time, he is very uneasy.

Bai Han did not say anything anymore, but stood up and stared into the distance. Suddenly he took out a yellow talisman, then folded it quickly, muttering something in his mouth. In just a while, he folded the yellow talisman into a paper crane, then closed his hands and slightly closed his eyes.

"Transmission Fu He?"

When Zhou Wu saw the paper crane folded by Bai Han, he suddenly showed a sudden look.

"What is the messenger of Fu He?"

Li Mubai asked curiously, he didn't know that Bai Han had this trick. Bai Han was always like a cloud of fog, unable to clear it or see through it.

"It is used to transmit information, and this kind of Fu He is very magical. As long as there is information from the other party, you can find it. Even in the third parallel space, or in some special areas, such as the magnetic field chaotic, satellites cannot scan, and mobile phones have no signals, Fu He can arrive. It seems that this little brother is planning to invite someone over."

Zhou Wu smiled and said.

"It seems that I'm asking Uncle Bai to come."

Li Mubai spoke to himself. He now remembered that he had contacted Bai Han at Su Ming's house. At that time, Bai Han's uncle was chatting with him. It is said that the demon hunting company was founded by Bai Han's uncle. This Uncle Bai is even more mysterious. Moreover, nearly half of Bai Han's abilities were taught by this Uncle Bai. No wonder Bai Han was so calm. If Uncle Bai dared to come, he would definitely be able to escape danger. He wanted to see who this Uncle Bai was. In fact, he didn't know that Bai Wuchang had seen him last time when he got drunk.

"go!"

Bai Han shouted softly, and his hands were split. The talisman crane in his hand had turned into a yellow light and flew out from his palm. Then he flashed his wings into a certain void, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a yellow light and disappeared.

"Let's go."

Bai Han finished speaking coldly and walked under the crack.

Soon the three of them entered the crack. What was strange was that there was a hot air coming in. It seemed that the temperature absorbed by the earth during the day had not yet dissipated, so if you really walked into the big crack, you would encounter this breath. In addition to the hot air, there was also a moldy and damp smell. It seemed that there was a source of water in the crack.

Not long after I entered, a faint fluorescence emitted from the front, with a little white, blue and green flame, which looked a bit weird.

When Erzhuzi saw these green things, he was so scared that he loosened the shovel in his hand and shouted:

"Ghost...Ghost Fire!"

"Don't make a sound, the phosphine that changes with water after the animal and human body rots is easy to be natural, not ghost fire."

Li Mubai chuckled and spoke, and at first he was also startled, but his teacher had already said that in the hot summer days, he would occasionally encounter this kind of "ghost fire" that people call it.

Erzhuzi glanced at Li Mubai suspiciously. When they walked in, they found that there was white phosphorus powder on the edge of the cave wall, just like what Li Mubai said.

The crack was very wide, and a few people could walk side by side when they walked inside, as if there was another world, because the stone walls around them were made of large bluestone bricks, and the road under their feet was also very flat. After walking for a while, three forks began to appear. The first one was the center of the crack, and the other two were on the left and right sides.

"It seems that we can only walk separately. Erzhuzi can't do anything, so he will have brute force. He will be with me. As for the other two paths, it depends on how the two are allocated. This time we mainly find the evil coffin. If it can be destroyed, we must not stay in the world."

Zhou Wuda glanced at Bai Han with a deep meaning and spoke slowly.

[Everyone still insisted on for 2 days, and the explosion occurred on the 23rd!]
Chapter completed!