People in Hechuan have been digging in the soil for generations. Passed down from generation to generation, Hechuan people still eat in the soil.

Unlike our ancestors, our ancestors grew food on the ground, and now the old Hechuan people live entirely on the countless tombs and funerals underground in Hechuan.

The name of a famous historical city has been fought, but the protection is half and half, and there is no sign of attention.

If Hechuan people hadn't valued the persistence of the older generation, I'm afraid that under the surface of Hechuan, which is complete and flawless, it would have been deserted.

"This time, the destination is underground?" Dong Wenfeng felt a little incredible. He had a hunch when he bought these tools just now, but he still felt a little strange when he heard green Mao's confirmation.

"Yes, it's underground. Soon we can steal the tomb like great Xia." green Mao seems to be very interested in stealing the tomb, and his words are full of excitement.

There were threats around. One of the short old man's ears moved slightly and heard the green hair in front of him. Sneer "young."

Murong glanced at the little old man with a pair of affectionate Phoenix eyes, and didn't speak.

What they don't know is that someone has secretly recorded green Mao's words together. After they left, they pressed the alarm phone.

What Hechuan public and Security Bureau hate most is undoubtedly tomb theft. This is just a literal meaning. Those who put tomb theft on their mouth. I'm sorry, they will catch it.

At this time, he received the police call from the masses, and Xiao Wang frowned at the police station. His face was full of impatience.

"It's the stupid roe deer who talks about the inverted struggle every day and is reported."

The older officer had a cigarette in his mouth and a pair of feet in shiny leather shoes were placed on his humble table.

"A silly roe deer is really a silly roe deer. I don't know how to get rich......" the old police officer's eyes were cloudy. Obviously, he didn't have much energy when he heard the report.

"Elder brother, I can't get out of the police! I don't think there's any oil and water on this trip." people don't want to catch the tomb robbers.

Catching an expert can make you rich. Catching an outsider is just a waste of police force.

The old police officer narrowed his eyelids, and the meaning was incomprehensible to a group of young people who ate a lot of oil and water with him.

"That's all right? The police force is precious and should be used for more important things!" the younger generation figured out what the old police officer meant. He poured a cup of tea to the old police officer.

Dong Wenfeng and his party did not know that they had escaped in this way. The police station in Hechuan catches grave robbers and unifies the prison to serve them for 15 days, regardless of March, July and 21.

Green Mao looked dignified and abnormal at this time, because the paper in Dong Wenfeng's hand was hot again just now. The pattern on the paper changed again.

"The place must have changed." green Mao felt the more and more complex stripes on the paper and said firmly.

"If you change, you have to recalculate the location." green Mao muttered and put out his formation.

Murong, Xiaomeng, and Dong Wenfeng gathered around and watched green Mao cast the spell. It could be said that they were bored.

Murong is not as boring as the other two people who are used to seeing green hair. Looking at the action of green hair, her expression is obviously a little interested. "This is the secret method of tengling clan?"

"Yes." Xiaomeng didn't lift her eyelids. The location changed. If she wasn't in Hechuan, they had to go.

"Can you teach me?" Murong was obviously very interested in the divination technique of green hair. Regardless of whether this is a secret method that other sects don't spread, I couldn't help asking.

Green Mao opened his eyes at this time and didn't hurry to tell the results of his divination. Green Mao's eyes at Murong can be called bright eyes.

"If you want to learn, it's not impossible. It's simple. It's only for insiders." green Mao said, and the smile on his face meant something else.

Xiaomeng looked at her green hair and said, "if you don't say the location, what are you doing?"

Green hair saw his words and didn't let Murong goddess have any reaction. At this time, his heart was also cold.

"It's still in Hechuan, but the place we're going to has become a place called ghost crying stream."

Xiaomeng's expression was a little complicated. "Ghost crying stream? It looks like a very specific place name. Hechuan is so big. Where can I find it?"

Dong Wenfeng thought for a moment, "can you find it on the Internet?"

Murong smiled softly. How could this place be found on the Internet. It's not a serious place. It's better to inquire about the place names of yin and evil with others.

"Well, let's ask the Taoists here." although Hechuan is remote, it is also a place where many religions carry forward. It's not difficult for Murong to find the Taoist temple.

At dusk, several people finally found the Taoist temple they wanted to see under the guidance of local people like immortals.

"Finally." looking at the gray peeling wall in front of me, green hair felt like seeing the dawn.

His health is the worst, plus this long journey. Almost confessed green hair's non mainstream life.

"Wait and go in again, I'm so tired." green Mao held the big tree outside the Taoist temple and didn't move.

Murong looked at Green Mao, who almost fainted, and couldn't help laughing again.

Dong Wenfeng looked around for four weeks. The surrounding ancient trees were towering, which was different from the vegetation landscape they had come all the way. There were almost all big trees, small flowers, grass and shrubs.

Although this Taoist temple is broken, it has a sense of immortality in this environment.

"Squeak." the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

The alertness of Dong Wenfeng and his party suddenly rose to the highest. How could the door suddenly open.

"Several benefactors, please come in." the speaker was a small Taoist boy with a quiet face and a composure that he shouldn't have at his age.

Several people looked at each other and felt that if something went wrong, there must be a demon. How did the path boy know they came? They didn't make much noise all the way. Even the green hair of the weakest chicken has pasted light body runes on themselves.

"Please come in, benefactors."

The little Taoist did not give up the invitation to them because of their suspicion. His tone of voice was the same as that just now.

Dong Wenfeng frowned. In front of the Taoist temple, he found that Yan could only sleep completely in his body.

"Benefactors,..."

"Let's go in." Dong Wenfeng's eyes noticed that the little Taoist boy stepped back slightly, and his heart couldn't help getting nervous. If the Taoist children left, they would have no way to enter the Taoist temple.