As soon as these words came out, Yang Ge Lao couldn't help but tremble, as if he had heard of the worms, who liked to eat human blood. Once they invaded the human t, they would not come out. Drinking blood and gnawing. The pain was not needed. Just listening, life was worse than death. It would be strange if so many worms attacked.

"Don't stand there and sprinkle glutinous rice." Ye Chen shouted lightly.

"That's a worm, glutinous rice works?"

"There is not so much nonsense, I'll sprinkle it if you want to sprinkle it." Ye Chen cursed, and had already grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, and sprinkled it at the rushing insects like splashing water. Look at the glutinous rice, whenever it was stained with glutinous rice, it was filled with black smoke, one p after another, turning into ashes.

Old Yang Ge was stunned. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known that glutinous rice could defeat the insect.

But he didn't know what he knew. The glutinous rice that Ye Chen gave him was specially processed, not ordinary glutinous rice. Just kidding, if ordinary glutinous rice, how could it control the insect?

"What are you looking at? Say!" Ye Chen cursed.

Mr. Yang Ge laughed, and his movements were fast, and he sprinkled glutinous rice on the worms.

Ye Chen was quite surprised. The person who built a tomb for the deceased was really a strange man. He not only understood yy, but also understood the Eight Trigrams and the Five Elements, but also knew the greed technique. It was nothing to raise two or three. Unexpectedly, after raising so many, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

Thorn! Thorn!

Such sounds are endless, turning into p insects and turning into ashes.

Even so, the insects still pounced on each other, as if they had to swallow them to be finished.

The insects have perseverance, but Ye Chen and the others are not very calm.

To put it bluntly, there are too many insects and too little glutinous rice.

"My friend, I'm gone now, come some more." Mr. Yang said hurriedly.

"Come on, you m! That's all." Ye Chen cursed with a dark face, sprinkling the remaining glutinous rice into a circle, protecting the two of them. The insects rushed over and rushed forward desperately. A circle of glutinous rice was constantly being eaten and attacked. It was only a matter of time.

"What should I do?" Yang Ge said with a pale face.

Ye Chen said nothing, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, and finally his eyes fixed on the two stone lamps. One of them had been blown out by Yang Ge Lao, and the other was still burning with flames.

"Okay, you tombmakers, there will be a lot of people!" Ye Chen smiled.

"I'm coming in, I'm going to come in." On the side, Old Master Yang said nervously.

"Use it to light the extinct stone lamp." Ye Chen gave Yang Ge Lao a small y pill.

Mr. Yang Ge didn't talk nonsense, picked up the small y ball and popped up from the air.

He really has to do this job, which is a distance of ten j zhang. Ye Chen is absolutely unable to do it at this moment, but he is different. He has strong internal strength and is a martial arts master, so he can naturally do it easily. This is the difference between ordinary mortals and martial arts masters.

Sure enough, Mr. Yang did not disappoint Ye Chen.

Xiaoywan was impartial and landed on the lampstand, and the annihilated stone lamp rekindled.

The stone lamp ignited, and the stone chamber buzzed again, as if there was a kind of magic power that drove the rushing insects to disperse again. When he arrived, Yang Ge Lao didn't see where the insect came from.

Without the insects, the stone chamber was truly in silence.

Old Yang Ge was relieved and just wiping the cold sweat, he blew out a stone lamp because of his mouth. There was a rain of arrows in front and a worm in the back, which made him wander twice in front of the Ghost Gate.

Ye Chen became much calmer and had already walked towards the two stone lamps.

This time, he had two or three points of admiration for the tombmaker. A mortal's method could confuse his peek. It is not difficult to imagine how extraordinary that mortal was.

"My friend, let's go!" Mr. Yang stepped forward and gave up again.

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Ye Chen did not respond, but simply brushed his sleeves gently and wiped out the two stone lamps.

Seeing this, Mr. Yang was shocked.

Previously, only one shot was blown out, and the arrow rain and the insects were almost buried. At this moment, both shots were destroyed. God knew that something else would be terrible.

However, the terrible thing he imagined did not appear.

In an instant, I saw the tomb shaking again, and a stone door was wide open under my feet, leading to the lower part of the steps.

"There is still a universe?" Old Yang Ge was stunned.

"The real tomb is below." Ye Chen said lightly and walked down the stairs.

Mr. Yang thought for a second, but followed.

After going down the steps, there was another passage. On the wall, there were stone lamps embedded, flames lit up, and the road ahead. In addition, there were murals engraved on the wall, which was unknown.

The passage is not short, it is a hundred feet long.

Not long after, two forks were seen.

At this point, there was no more stone lamps and candles. The two forks on the left and right were extremely dark, and there was no way ahead. The same thing was that these two forks were extremely y-screwed.

"Who to go?" asked Mr. Yang.

"Ask." Ye Chen returned casually and walked casually, entering the passage on the left.

A hundred feet later, there was another fork.

This time, there are not two, but four.

Yang Ge Lao G didn't ask anymore, grabbed the corner of Ye Chen's clothes and followed silently.

He didn't say anything, and Ye Chen was happy to be quiet.

Later, there were more forks at one time, and there were more and more times. It made Mr. Yang feel confused. This is a maze! With so many forks, it would be strange if he didn't get lost.

He didn't understand, but Ye Chen was clear about it.

Yes, this is a maze, a maze based on the Bagua, hundreds of forks ahead, and if you go wrong, you will die. Fortunately, he is well aware of the principles of Bagua. Otherwise, if he goes wrong, he doesn't have to think about going out. This place will be his tomb.

After all, they came to an end.

At the end, it was a dead end, or in other words, it was a huge stone door with gossip pictures and texts. There were still two stone lamps in front of the door, without lamp oil, and flames were burning.

Under the stone gate, there are two skeletons. When spiders are born, I don’t know how long they have died.

"I'm an eye-catching to be a tomb robber." Yang Ge Lao said meaningfully.

"You two are also talents." Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh. He was able to avoid arrows and insects in the tomb chamber, and to walk through such a complex gossip maze. Needless to say, these two tomb robbers are also familiar with gossip. They are prepared. Unfortunately, they have not practiced enough, so they stopped here.

"How to get in?" asked Mr. Yang, not daring to move rashly.

"Borrow a sword for you." Ye Chen took Yang Ge Lao's sword and threw it out suddenly. The long sword exploded all the way, straight to the stone gate, and it was in the center of the Bagua Pictures of the Shimen Mountain.

Immediately, the stone gate buzzed.

Before the door opened, I saw nine spears stabbing out of the door.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ge Lao felt a sudden sigh of heart. He understood why the two tomb robbers died here must have been stabbed to death by the spear. Who would have thought that there were mechanisms on the stone gate? Not to mention ordinary mortals, even he, a martial arts master, could not avoid the spear. It would be a blessing that he and Ye Chen stood far enough, otherwise they would have been penetrated by the spear.

After only three breaths in front and behind, the spear retracted and the stone door opened wide.

Ye Chen took the lead and stepped over the stone gate. The sighing Mr. Yang followed closely behind.

Crossing the stone gate, there is no

The road is a cliff, pitch black and bottomless. If you take a look at it, you will feel that your mind is swallowed up, and there are only three suspension bridges connecting the opposite side.

And opposite, there is also a cliff.

You can still see it from a distance. On the cliff opposite, there is an ancient stone gate. Shimen Mountain is also engraved with gossip pictures and texts, exactly the same as the one you just walked past.

"Okay, it's a fork again." Yang Ge Lao G coughed.

"Follow me closely, don't look down." Ye Chen said lightly, stepping onto the suspension bridge in the middle.

Mr. Yang understood and never left.

The two were still one in front and one behind. Ye Chen was tough and slow, and sometimes he would look down, frowning slightly, as if he had seen something terrible, and even he was afraid of it.

At this moment, he should have understood that the identity of the owner of this tomb must not be simple.

Behind him, Yang Ge Lao was terrified of leaving. When he saw Ye Chen going down, he couldn't help but be curious. He couldn't help but lower his eyes. He saw a grimace and laughed at him with a hideous smile.

ah……!

This guy was frightened and retreated. If it weren't for the iron chain, he would have fallen down.

In front, Ye Chen stopped, hugged x in his arms with both hands, and looked at Yang Ge Lao with interest, "I said, "Old man, you really don't remember x for a long time! You have to be dead, so that's the end?"

Old Yang Gala was panting violently, his face turned pale, and his legs were still trembling.

He had no refutation of Ye Chen's admonition at all, it was too evil.

"Let's go." Ye Chen glanced at him and continued on the road.

Yang Ge Lao wiped his sweat and didn't dare to look down. He followed Ye Chen. When it comes to fighting, Ye Chen was not as good as him, but when it comes to exploring x, he was far from it. If he wants to survive, he had to follow Ye Chen. This young man who seemed uncontrollable was actually a hidden master.

With Ye Chen leading the way, the next journey was quite stable.

Walking through the suspension bridge, I went to the stone gate again.

"I'll come this time." Mr. Yang volunteered and said that he was about to step forward.

"Don't make trouble." Ye Chen grabbed Lao Yang. The stone gate was the same stone gate. The gossip was the same gossip, but the mechanism was different. It was still according to the previous routine. It would be very funny. How clever the tombmaker was? How could he keep such flaws unless his mind was in the middle of his mind.

This time, Ye Chen took Yang Ge Lao and walked to the stone gate.

Immediately, Ye Chen raised his hand and pressed his palm on the Bagua of Shimen Mountain.
To be continued...