As expected of a veteran, Jin Moxi acted very cautiously. Without confirming whether the thing was still alive, he picked up a pebble on the ground and flicked the pebble over with his internal strength. The pebble hit him hard.

Standing in front of one of the skulls, the old man tried very hard to hear the movement. The skull still didn't react at all.

He then nodded to us, indicating that it was safe.

Despite this, Haiyue and I were once bitten by snakes and were afraid of well ropes for ten years. We carefully moved around the skulls, then turned around and aimed at the back of the boulder. There was nothing weird behind the boulder.

There was only a small bronze medal nailed into a crack in the stone. The words engraved on the small bronze medal were all in Mongolian, and they were in ancient Mongolian. Even a knowledgeable girl like Haiyue shook her head and didn't recognize it.

I reached out and pulled out the small bronze medal from the crack in the stone and threw it to Jin Goudan.

He nodded: "That's it. Although I haven't seen it, I guess this is the style of the totem. It's probably all incantations. Look for it quickly. There should be seven more. This thing is too evil and it's really difficult to get rid of it."

It remains in this world!”

I asked him: "Mr. Jin, what's the background of you little bug? Can you give me some when I leave? What a good thing! If you encounter some living things in the ancient tomb... it will be very useful!"

He said that people in the industry call this little bug the devil-hungry devil. In those days, Chinese people were very superstitious and had ghost markets. The so-called ghost markets were places that specialized in selling supplies to exorcise evil spirits, perform rituals, or perform mundane tasks. Usually, there was a lunar month.

Yin Ri opened a stall at night in an unknown ravine. This ghost-hungry King of Hell was almost the most popular toy in the ghost market, because this thing was very rare, especially at the end of the previous dynasty, there was probably only the Jin family in the country.

You can get it now. If the price of each of these little things is 100 oceans less, they will definitely not be sold.

"Hey, your Jin family really has some good ways of getting rich!" I joked.

"Haha, it's not that we intentionally raise this evil bug. The soul-loving King of Hell is a parasite in the earthworm grass. Every winter when the earthworm grass blooms, it is the time for these insects to lay eggs. All you need to do is to contain its eggs.

Just put it in a cool and sealed bottle. This soul-hungry king of hell has a strong yin energy, and as the name suggests, it can suck the souls and resentments of living creatures."

I asked him again: "I bet you, the reason why Captain Jin entered the ancient tomb without any risk and was not afraid of those big rice dumplings has something to do with this little bug?"

"That's not entirely true. Every generation has its own secrets of fighting against the enemy. For example, my master is a master who knows Yin Yang and the Five Elements. Even before he digs the hole, he can just grab a handful of grave soil.

Smell whether there is a big rice dumpling in the ancient tomb, and whether the big rice dumpling will deceive the corpse if it absorbs the yang energy. He is good at spells and Taoism, and is a traditional gold-touching captain. And my great disciple Wu Gongyao is unique in the world.

Hard kung fu is enough, even the thousand-year-old corpse king can't resist his Kuixing kick. I... haha... I think I don't have the skills of the two of them, so I can only use some small tricks." He said one word.

He talked about the past events of his youth one sentence after another, and his face was filled with pride and joy.
Chapter completed!