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The entire tomb beast was painted black, and its base was decorated with red and gold.

The meaning of the words was something that even the book could not understand.

The only thing he could be sure of was that this tombstone in front of him had a history of at least a thousand years. In other words, the tombstone in front of him was most likely from the Wei Jin era.

As for the exact date, he was still unable to determine.

But even so, it was enough to shock even Fang Zishu.

Since the year of the Graveyard Beast could exist for such a long time, then it would mean that this' Azure Dragon Water-Gathering 'acupoint should have existed for a thousand years as well.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The closed tomb door slowly opened.

Fang Zishu turned his head to look at her.

Sure enough, the note had pressed the switch at the lower jaw.

Looking at the pitch black door in front of him, Fang Zhushu swallowed his saliva and was about to open his mouth to ask the police to stop them from entering.

Unfortunately, before Fang Zishu could even open his mouth to speak, the note had already disappeared into the main tomb.

Seeing this, Zi Shu clenched his teeth and followed behind him.

When Fang Zishu was young, he had heard the Fang Clan's Priests say that the thousand year old tomb was a dangerous place.

The possibility of Yin Spirit and Flying Stun appearing in his tomb is extremely high.

When encountering an ancient tomb like this, one must be careful and take care of it.

He then lit a candle at the southeast corner of the main tomb. If the color of the candle was normal, then it meant that the tomb had no owner. If the color of the candle was different, then it would change to orange and green.

He should immediately put down everything he had taken and return by the same route, to calm the anger of the tomb lord...

After Fang Zishu left the Fang family to get to know the police, the two of them entered some tombs.

However, those tombs were fairly recent, with a history of at most a few hundred years.

For example, this was the first time he entered the thousand year old tomb.

Not daring to be careless, Fang Zishu immediately took out a red candle from his bag, opened the fire piston he carried with him, and lit up the lamp in each corner of the tomb chamber.

He waited until the chamber was bright before he lit the red candle and carefully placed it at the southeast corner of the chamber.

He wanted to confirm if the thousand-year old ancient tomb's master spirit had disappeared.

When people are extremely perturbed, they always want to see light and heat.

Because only light and warmth could dispel the fear in his heart.

At this moment, he felt that the fire candle in the southeast corner was the light, the hope in his heart. He had always been praying that the color of the fire candle would not change …

Unfortunately, things often went counter to one's wishes.

The candle placed in the southeast corner initially glowed with a normal glow, an orange flame.

Not long after, however, the orange flames began to flicker faintly.

Finally, under the gaze of the book, the orange flame gradually turned green.

Weird green.

When he saw the green candle flame, his heart sank.

If what the Fang family's priest had said back then was true, then it proved that the Heroic Spirit of the thousand-year old tomb before him had not dissipated. Logically speaking, in this situation, Fang Zishu only needed to put down the things he had plundered from the ancient tomb along with the note in order to calm the rage of the tomb owner.

However, ever since he had seen the strange appearance of the tombstone, Fang Zishu had been worried that if the ghost did not disperse, the tomb master would turn into a flying zombie or a Yin Body.

If it was the former, although handling it would be troublesome, with his current strength, coupled with the Fang family's previous clan head's blood essence, he would be able to protect himself. However, once the tomb master's Heroic Spirit was converted to a Yin Body, then the situation would turn bad …

Buzz Buzz …

Just as Fang Zishu was thinking about how to deal with this, a clear buzzing sound could be heard.

Fang Zishu's heart skipped a beat as he knew something was amiss with the note.

He turned to look.

It didn't matter if she didn't look at it, but this look shocked the book.

He saw that the young man had actually climbed onto the bronze coffin in the main tomb and was using both sides of the coffin to open up the night pearl the size of a goose egg.

Fang Zishu's face immediately darkened. "Ward, I won't stop you if you really want to die, but don't take me out of the water! Get the hell off the water now!"

The southeastern corner of the red candle was suffused with a dark green glow, which proved that the Heroic Spirit of the tomb lord had not dispersed.

Under these circumstances, the police still dared to act so wantonly on someone else's coffin.

How could Zishu not be angry with him?

Seeing the recipe, the cop knew things weren't as simple as he thought. However, he was not willing to give up on the Night Pearl that was about to be obtained. As a result, after hearing Fang Zishu's shout, not only did the note not come down from the coffin, but it even activated the awl even more frequently.

Waving...

Slicing...

Seeing how the police were so confused about money, he was also extremely angry.

He then took two steps forward and rushed in front of the bronze coffin, wanting to forcefully pull it down.

However, the moment his palm touched the arm, he was shocked to discover that the arm was frighteningly cold, like a lake that had frozen over in winter. It was so cold that it made him shiver.

"A cop …"

Fang Zishu knew what was wrong.

At this moment, he couldn't care less. He used his sleeve to wrap his hand and pulled the note off the bronze coffin.

Cluck, cluck …

The corner of the man's mouth curled up as he turned around.

His mouth was chattering like fingernails grinding on glass.

"A cop, a cop …"

He called out a few times, but the note didn't seem to hear him. It just stared at him without saying a word. He slowly raised the sharp, altered awl in his right hand …

Seeing this, Fang Zishu's eyes narrowed. He knew that the note had been hit.

Fang Zishu did not dare to hesitate, and immediately raised his middle finger and chanted, "Five stars to suppress color and light and light." All Saints, protect my truesoul. Giant sky ferocious beast, subdue five soldiers. Five days later, the devil has perished. Wherever he goes, all the gods will welcome him … "

The moment the last word fell, the book raised its middle finger and pointed at the big hole on the forehead of the note. Strangely, the moment the recipe was pointed out, the note's eyes, which were originally somewhat empty, suddenly became sharp. Without a second word, it knocked the middle finger away, and at the same time, the strip's eyes became even more cloudy. Even the rosy hue on its lips had turned black.

More importantly, the book found that there was a strand of black that was constantly moving on the face of the note.

"He really was hit!"

Fang Zishu kicked away the slip of paper that was rushing at him. Then, he quickly took out a yellow paper from his waist. After twirling his finger a few times, he folded the yellow paper into a triangle.

At the same time as he retreated, Fang Zishu threw the yellow talisman in his hand into the air.

He took the opportunity to open the bundle and pick up a gold-threaded red-threaded copper coin sword.

The moment the yellow talisman fell, Fang Zishu's gold-threaded red-threaded copper sword suddenly reached out and struck the center of the yellow talisman at a crafty angle …