Chapter 1550

More than two years ago, if ye Xinshang was introduced to people that the old bald donkey was an honest monk in the moonlight, Han Jiajun and others would not agree: who is the honest monk?

But since the honest monk planned the first battle of the Outer Mongolia handler forest and escaped from the ground hundreds of meters away, his legend spread in black and white. Those who know that he is now a tomb keeper in baiyun temple, but those who don't think that he is hiding in the dark, grinning and ready to rush out at any time, just like a wolf.

Han Jiajun, who keeps pace with President Shen, naturally has no reason not to know who the honest monk is. Now he is a high-ranking monk there. After hearing ye Xinshang say that this is the famous honest monk, his face suddenly changes and he can't help but step back: "are you an honest monk?"

"Wuliangtianzun is a poor monk."

The honest monk FA Xiang solemnly raised his voice, but he stood in front of him with one palm and worshipped the rites.

Han Jiajun and others feel very strange about the behavior of honest monks and Taoist monks. However, no one asks. Due to his bad name, they all say they are not worthy of it when he luggage.

"Is the secret passage in the workshop? Brother, lend me your flashlight. "

Ye Xinshang took a flashlight from a bodyguard and quickly walked to the factory: "Oh, by the way, I have another companion coming later. It's Tietu. Don't get him wrong."

Tie Tu's relationship with ye Xinshang is just like that of gay men. They seem to be together all day. Han Jiajun and others naturally know it.

Honest monk followed: "benefactor ye, where are you going?"

"At the bottom of the river near here, there is an ancient tomb. Gao Fei wants to find it. The entrance is in it."

Ye Xinshang said simply and walked into the factory quickly.

"Ancient tomb? Oh, I see. The old monster in white came from that ancient tomb. "

The honest monk nodded slightly and went in.

Han Jiajun winked at Song Chenggang, and they followed him with a flashlight: "old master, have you ever heard of this ancient tomb? This is a secret place of the army breaking department. "

"I don't know. I'm a mortal. How can I know there are ancient tombs here?"

The honest monk shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm just curious. Amitabha, you should not be curious. Everything in the world of mortals is illusory, ethereal and shit. "

The honest monk said that everything was shit, but he followed Ye Xin down the ladder.

Han Jiajun and his wife followed closely.

Four people successively got down the ladder and saw a section of roadway.

It's not a tunnel, it's a section.

When Gao Fei and Shen Yinbing walked into the tunnel, more than ten meters away from the entrance, they were sealed tightly by a stone gate.

There is no other way below except this passage.

Since the two of them went down the tunnel and never went up, it proved that they entered the tunnel, but someone sealed the back road with this stone door after they went in.

The moss covered stone gate seems to have some patterns carved on it, but ye Xinshang is not in the mood to see them now. He quickly walks over, picks up a piece of gravel from the ground and taps on the stone gate a few times.

There was a dull thump from the stone gate.

According to the judgment of the four people present, the stone gate must be at least half a meter thick, or even thicker, and the surrounding area is called a seamless place, with no effort at all.

He raised his foot and kicked on the stone gate. Ye Xinshang turned to look at Han Jiajun and asked in a loud voice, "are you sure, Gao Fei and his wife have entered here?"

Han Jiajun nodded: "after they came down, they never went out again."

"It's a trap."

Ye Xinshang clenched his fists tightly and said, "people deliberately let them find out and lead them in, and then seal the back road - we have to break the stone gate!"

"I'll get TNT!"

Song Chenggang's reaction is also very fast, immediately turned to climb up the ladder.

To be honest, he doesn't care much about Gao Fei's life or death, but Shen Yinbing is also trapped in the stone gate.

If master Shen wolf has a problem, how can we live a good life without this protector?

So we have to break the stone gate and save Shen Yinbing.

This stone gate is too heavy to pry open with a crowbar. Besides, it should be of reinforced concrete structure around the stone gate. However, if you dig a hole in the stone gate and blast it with explosives, it's not a problem.

"Alas."

The honest monk sighed and said faintly, "benefactor, do you dare to guarantee that when the dynamite blows up the stone gate, it won't blow down the passage inside? If that's the case, they don't have a little bit of life. "

Song Chenggang a Leng, blurted out: "that how to do?"

The honest monk didn't answer what to do. He turned and walked to the stone gate. He wiped the moss carefully with his sleeve.

By the light of the flashlight, the four men saw some patterns on the stone door. To be exact, it was a painting.

There are many people and a horse carved on the stone gate.

The horse, and the man on the horse, accounted for almost half of the stone gate: the horse raised its hooves, and the man stood up with his neck raised and hissed. The man on the horse's back, wearing ancient armor, was facing the front with a snake spear in one hand and a horse reins in the other. He was angry and ordered the soldiers behind him to fight bravely.

In the front, there were a group of scurrying soldiers who threw away their armor, some fled with their heads in their arms, and others knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Their clothes were totally different from the general's service.

In a word, this painting is just like the one in the TV series "the heroes of the Ming Dynasty", like the one in which the Mongolians were defeated by the spring.

The honest monk looked at the painting very carefully, his eyes slowly fixed on the flag behind the general.

On the chess piece, there is a big seal character: ran.

It seems that the general's surname is ran.

Seeing the honest monk staring at this word for a long time, Han Jiajun asked carefully: "master, do you see what's coming?"

"This is a door."

The honest monk was silent for a moment before he said a piece of rubbish.

Of course, due to the honest monk's past power, no one dares to say that what he said is nonsense.

The honest monk finally looked away from the word "ran" and looked away: "do you see anything else?"

Besides some people fighting, what else?

Han Jiajun and song Chenggang looked at each other, but did not speak.

But ye Xinshang slowly bent his knees and squatted down, looked up at the 45 degree angle and said, "if you look at it from this angle, you can see a line of words that are difficult to find."

Han Jiajun two people imitate ye Xinshang and squat down to see.

Sure enough, from this angle, we can see that in the middle of the chaos, there are eight seal characters from right to left: "what, what's the gate, what's the entrance?"

"The gate of yin and Yang, those who enter without permission will die."

Honest monk light read out these eight words.

"The gate of yin and Yang, those who enter without permission will die?"

Song Chenggang chuckled and smashed his fist at the door: "pretending to be a God and playing a ghost..."

"Slow down!"

The honest monk suddenly gave a big drink.

Bang!

Song Chenggang's fist has been smashed on the stone gate.

After shaking some painful right fist, song Chenggang turned to look at the honest monk and said with a disdainful smile, "why, master, do you think I have offended this door?"

"Amitabha, good, good."

The honest monk looked at the back of his hand. Shoumei picked it slightly. Then he put his hands together and bent slightly to read the Scripture.

Just now, he rarely read "limitless heaven" and "Shanya, Shanya" together. However, he looked solemn, as if he saw a demon coming out of the stone gate.

The old monk is also good at playing tricks. When song Chenggang smiles in his heart, he feels that his right fist is numb. When he instinctively shakes it, he suddenly sees Han Jiajun looking at him with his mouth wide open.

It looks like I saw a ghost.

In other words, song Chenggang has become a ghost.

But the leaf heart is sad, then a face dignified, a pull Han Jiajun, quickly back a few steps.

When Han Jiajun hit the ladder, he suddenly woke up. Then he looked up and hissed at it and said, "call doctor Liu quickly and let him come back as soon as possible!"

"Well, it's too late."

At this time, the honest monk looked up at Song Chenggang, then lowered his eyes again and murmured, "I know that my family members will give up their house and treasure. He drew the image of the Bodhisattva in Tibet for himself. If it's a man, it's karma and suffering from a serious illness. If you take advantage of the merits and virtues, you will get rid of the healing and increase your life span. "

"Assistant Han, what's the matter? Why does the master recite the death mantra again?"

Song Chenggang once had a chance to see a monk reciting something when he passed away from the dead. So he immediately heard what the honest monk recited, and immediately felt a bad feeling.

He did not know that his face was now covered with a layer of turquoise, but also with a strange smile - this smile, human beings can not laugh out, only in hell to see.

But song Chenggang didn't know the key problem.

He was laughing, very strange smile, but he didn't know it. Just out of instinct, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and said nervously, "how --"

He didn't say the next word. His voice was like being cut off with a knife. He looked at his left hand in a daze: on the back of his left hand, there was a piece of flesh with blood. I don't know whose it was.

Then, he felt something warm flowing down his chin, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it again... Then, he saw a piece of bloody skin and flesh sticking to the back of his hand.

With a buzzing sound in his head, song Chenggang seemed to know something. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but he couldn't make any sound.

Because when he opened his mouth, the corner of his mouth - as if he had been cut open by a knife - cracked from the corner of his mouth to the root of his ear.

"Er, ER!"

Song Chenggang hoarse voice, looking at his hand, trying to say what, ye Xinshang but from Han Jiajun hand won micro Chong, muzzle a lift, against him to pull the trigger: Da, Da!

One continuous shot, more than a dozen bullets, all hit song Chenggang's heart accurately.

Powerful bullet inertia, let him stagger backward, finally hit the wall of the lane, slowly sitting on the ground.

When he sat down along the wall of the lane, a layer of creepy flesh and blood was left behind, but the blood did not flow, just like thick paint.

"Thanks - thanks!"

Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, song Chenggang's big excessive mouth finally issued two fuzzy words.

He thanks ye Xinshang for being able to shoot him in time before fear completely encircles him.

It's a kind of sadness to say thank you for being killed.

"Captain song!"

On the ground, a bodyguard who came after hearing the gunshot just saw ye Xinshang shooting song Chenggang. He was shocked and pointed the gun at him.