"Man, what are you kidding?"

Even holding a hunting rifle.

Lao Hua still felt that his fear was gradually increasing. He swallowed, the cigarette in his mouth had fallen, and cold sweat was flowing on his face.

Zhao Wazi hid behind him tremblingly, not daring to let out a breath.

"I'm not kidding."

The hoarse voice seemed to be rubbing out of his throat. The black shadow lifted up the black robe on his body, and a body covered with scars appeared under the flashlight.

This is a tortured body.

His face was beyond recognition, with scars everywhere, and the thick white bones were clearly visible, without a drop of blood, and even a fishy smell was emitted on his rolling muscles. A huge wound on his chest was shocking, skinny and boneless, without flesh and blood. Lao Hua and Zhao Wazi swear that they could see the dried heart through the wound.

"ah!"

Zhao Wazi screamed.

He fainted.

Lao Hua was also scared and trembled and retreated tremblingly: "You, don't come over!"

"It's been forty years, and you're still so brave."

The sound came from his mouth.

There was also a husky and rubbing laughter.

Lao Hua's whole body trembled. Before he could come back to his senses, he saw the only human eyes, which were smart and mysterious. With just one glance, Lao Hua felt something seemed to be in his mind and fainted.

"It's not a joke."

My throat moved, and another ugly sound squeezed out.

Qin Dahai, to be precise, was Qin Huayang, with a smile in his eyes, and then walked towards the depths of Mangshan.

Wait until dawn.

Zhao Wazi woke up quietly, and the hunting dog was constantly circled around the two of them. Wangwang screamed several times. He felt the sunlight shining. Zhao Wazi suddenly became shocked, and then looked at the left and right. There were zombies there. Although the warm sunlight was falling, he still felt a burst of coldness. Seeing Lao Hua still unconscious, he hurried forward: "Lao Hua, Lao Hua wake up."

Pushed a few times.

The old painting suddenly sat up in shock.

As soon as he woke up, cold sweat suddenly fell like rain. He looked around with trembling trembling: "Where is the zombies?"

Zhao Wazi was still in shock and said, "Are you leaving? Fortunately, I didn't drink our blood, are you okay?"

Lao Hua looked around vigilantly. Seeing that there was no danger, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled bitterly: "Do you believe it now?"

"I believe it."

Zhao Wazi said in fear: "I didn't expect there were really zombies."

Lao Hua was about to say something, but his whole body trembled again and stood there on the spot. Zhao Wazi saw something wrong and asked hurriedly: "Hey, what's wrong with Lao Hua?"

"I, I feel like there is something more in my mind." Lao Hua said tremblingly.

Zhao Wazi hurriedly said, "Isn't it scared the tumor?"

"Get out of here." Lao Hua cursed him and then said, "It's something."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wazi asked curiously.

Lao Hua made a clever move and said, "It seems that the zombie from yesterday was left to me. He said, in order to repay the grudges of the palm that I had forty years ago, three years later, the Nine Yin Breaking, the Dragon Gate opened, and there will be treasures for me."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Wazi said excitedly: "Caibao?"

"Meowa!" Lao Hua cursed people in various local dialects. He said, "You believe it if you have zombies. If you really have treasures, I will tell you?! Don't daydream, maybe I'm confused, let's go!"

Old paintings are not greedy for money.

Otherwise he wouldn't have worked in this ghost place.

But Zhao Wazi is different. She can write down the old paintings. There have been rumors here before, and there are even treasures that bring people back to life. How much is this worth?

Zhao Wazi calculated.

Finally, it is priceless.

He glanced at the depths of the Mang Mountain and felt scruples in his heart.

After he and Lao Hua came down the mountain, he ate something casually and ran to the nearby library to find documentary records about the depths of Mang Mountain. However, the only record is only one or two words in a book of unofficial history, which only says that the tomb of the Shang emperor was buried deep in Mang Mountain, but Mang Mountain was discovered, but there was no emperor's tomb of the Shang Dynasty.

"There must be a large tomb!"

Zhao Wazi decided.

Then I left the library and kept asking around the elderly nearby, but what I heard the most was that the depths of the Mang Mountain were unknown and there was no unnecessary information at all.

Lao Hua saw that he was very sensible recently, and was a little dissatisfied. He muttered that the city kids were not reliable. Zhao Wazi didn't care at all, but just kept searching. In the end, he still felt that he had figured out what Jiuyin and what Longmen were first. He thought this was a Feng Shui term, so he had found many Feng Shui masters, but in the end, they all were not worthy of their name.

Until a few months, in early September, when Zhao Wazi was talking nonsense with some friends in Yanjing, he heard that there was a Feng Shui master in Yanjing, and was immediately excited to say goodbye to Lao Hua and rush back to Yanjing.

"Go and go." Lao Huayu said earnestly: "Baby, you are a top student in the city. Don't always worry about any treasures. Being down-to-earth is the king. Just come back and see me when you have time."

Although Zhao Wazi was moved, she didn't take it in her heart.

He returned to Yanjing in a burgeoning manner.

His friend is not simple either. Professor Qian, a professor majoring in history in Yanjing. In fact, Zhao Wazi is also a graduate of history in Yanjing. He rushed to Yanjing University with a familiarity. Before he could reach the history department, he saw a beautiful girl looking around, dragging her luggage, as if she was lost.

This is the beginning of the semester.

I guess this is the future schoolgirl.

Zhao Wazi went up and smiled and said, "Hey, are you lost?"

The girl blushed and said, "Yes, this, how can I go to Block C, Longyuan, girls' dormitory?"

"You really go against this." Zhao Wazi laughed and said, "This place is full of teaching areas. Come with me, I'll take you there."

"Thank you senior!"

The girl is busy and thanked.

Zhao Wazi waved his hand and said, "A small matter, I am a history graduate. I will come back to find a friend today. It's just a coincidence that you are? You are a freshman."

"Yeah." The girl nodded and said, "I am also from the History Department."

"Is that so? That's really a real school girl." Zhao Wazi laughed and said, "My name is Zhao Shan. My friend is the assistant teacher of Professor Qian of your History Department. If you have anything to do in the future, you can find him. I will tell him something when I see him later."

"Oh, no, no, no," the girl shook her head and said, "If you don't cause trouble for seniors, you have helped me a lot today."

Zhao Wazi smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're in front of you."

The girl was immediately delighted and thanked her, saying, "Thank you, senior, my name is Qin Xiaoya, how much does your phone do you have? I'll treat you to dinner another day, thank you."
Chapter completed!