Everyone started to act immediately and they moved forward.

Jian Yumei heard Xin'er's joke. It turned out that the Eight Formation Diagram of such a magical artifact was broken by a Luoyang shovel.

But it's very strange, why didn't those weird things come out? What's the reason?

Could it be that the amulet brought by Professor Mu is so powerful?

Jian Yumei was muttering in her heart as she listened to Mu Xiner telling about their experience.

When Professor Mu and his team moved forward all the way, they saw a lot of bones along the way, and they sighed.

"Dad, do these people die here because they want to hunt for treasure," Mu Xiner asked.

"It should be true. You people who have just died recently have only been here in recent years," Professor Mu observed it carefully. He looked at the corpses and said to Mu Xiner.

When they walked to a tall mountain, they looked back and saw that the maze-like mountain group was already behind them.

"We have come out," Mu Xiner asked Professor Mu.

"Maybe it is, but don't take it lightly. There may be more dangerous things waiting for us," said Professor Mu.

At this time, it was getting dark and everyone was camping. Looking at the mysterious maze mountain behind and the ancient and magical tomb in front of it, Professor Mu really felt indescribable.

In the middle of the night that night, suddenly, a burst of crying sounded outside the tent where everyone was camping.

Everyone was frightened.

The cry was so shrill, and then some ancient languages ​​were singing there, and the whole atmosphere was infinitely sad.

But everyone stayed in their tents and did not go out.

Because Professor Mu told everyone before the break that he would not go out at night and would not go out no matter what happened.

And a yellow talisman was also posted on the top of the tent, which was the same as the talisman that was distributed to everyone during the day.

Throughout the night, everyone heard countless crying and shouting outside, but everyone was still motionless. It felt like a few small boats in the stormy sea had endured countless tests, but they still did not sink.

After a night of test, everyone spent their time safely. In the early morning, the strange sounds disappeared, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then many people slowly fell asleep.

When the sun began to spread the earth, everyone woke up and they walked out of the tent.

Professor Mu was already silent at the mountain in front of him. He was thinking about things while smoking a pipe.

Professor Mu is like a statue in the morning light.

"Dad, what are you thinking," Mu Xiner said.

"I didn't think about anything. I was just thinking about what kind of story happened a thousand years ago, asking Li Yuanhao to build such a magical golden tomb for his beloved concubine," said Professor Mu.

"That's not simple, just ask him," Mu Xiner smiled.

"Non-no-no, you are cursing your father, I will go underground and ask him, right?" Professor Mu also smiled.

By this time, everyone had packed everything.

"Let's go and see the golden tomb," said Professor Mu.

They were about to walk forward when suddenly, a dark cloud was bursting in the sky.

Everyone was wondering why there were dark clouds even though it was clear that the sky was clear.

Just as everyone was thinking, it was already dusk between heaven and earth, and then heavy rain poured down.

Professor Mu knew that there was something strange, but for a moment he couldn't remember why it was so strange.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, "No, my clothes are soaked,"

Because the shower came very quickly, everyone had no time to react, and their clothes were wet.

Professor Mu was about to say that if it was wet, it would be wet, and it would be burned later.

But suddenly Professor Mu remembered something and shouted, "No,"

He hurriedly took out the talisman from his clothes, but the talisman had become a pile of paper.

"Everyone protects their own talismans," shouted Professor Mu.

However, everyone looked bitter, because the heavy rain was already wet, and the talismans that could be taken out were already broken paper, so they had no idea where the talismans had gone.

Professor Mu looked at the dim sky with a wry smile on his face. He was thinking, what is this God joking about him?

It was sunny just now, making people full of hope. At this time, it was the feeling of darkness that was about to send yourself into hell.

At this moment, someone was exclaiming, "Look,"

Everyone followed his hands and saw a large group of Mongolian ghost soldiers floating towards them in the valley behind.

"What should I do, professor," the students who said this were trembling.

"Huang Dou, don't panic," the professor said to him.

"You all come to me," said Professor Mu.

Professor Mu took out the gong that Taoist Master Laoshan gave him, and he watched the team get closer and closer.

The Mongolian soldiers who were clearly visible had their eyes closed, but their targets were still very accurate. The spears and knives in their hands were raised, and they stabbed or cut them down when they approached.

The people on Professor Mu's side have prepared various weapons to deal with, such as hunting rifles, long sticks, long swords, and short swords.

Mu Xiner took out her hunting rifle and pointed it at the Mongolian ghost soldiers. She also took the prayer wheel at her hand.

However, there were so many Mongolian soldiers that there was no way to see the tail behind.

As you all know, it is difficult to escape this time.

When the Mongolian ghost troops rushed over, Professor Mu began to beat the gong.

When the gong sounded, the ghost soldiers quickly began to tremble all over and then fell straight to the ground.

But the soldiers behind were still endless.

Professor Mu was playing the gong hard, but he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the soldiers.

Soon, several soldiers rushed to his side. As soon as he was about to beat the gong, he was stabbed by the soldiers.

At this time, Mu Xiner rushed over, and the gun in her hand had already opened fire.

She shot down the Mongolian soldiers, then quickly picked up the gong and continued to beat them.

Soon, the soldiers who were about to rush to the front of them all shivered and fell to the ground.

Mu Xin'er kept beating the gong, and the soldiers kept falling down, and there were endless Mongolian soldiers about to rush forward.

Mu Xiner didn't say a word. In fact, she was also afraid, but her hands still did not stop.

Many Mongolian soldiers fell down like this.

When Mu Xiner obviously did not see ghost soldiers pouring in, she saw that the ground in front of her was full of the other party's corpses.

After thousands of years of wandering, they finally had a rest. Looking at their falling bodies, Mu Xiner sighed.

The sky was still haze, and it started to rain again.

"This is blood rain. Don't go and see it, just look ahead," Mu Xiner suddenly said to everyone.
Chapter completed!