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Chapter two hundred and eighty fifth the same

After saying that, Zhang Fan inserted the iron rod in his hand into the gap in the bluestone. With a flick of his wrist, the bluestone was pried open and a ray of light poured out from the gap.

Seeing this light, everyone's faces showed a look of surprise, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Zhang Fan used the iron bar to pry hard again, and the entire bluestone was turned over. The entire sarcophagus was illuminated by the light that poured out from under the bluestone as bright as day.

"There is a different cave down here!" Fang Haoming said excitedly as he looked at this beam of white light.

"This should be a road leading to the tomb. Let's go down and have a look. However, everyone must be careful when going down." Zhang Fan glanced at everyone and warned.

Everyone nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Zhang Fan took the lead to step into the sarcophagus and jumped into the light.

"You all come down, there is a spacious corridor down here." After a short time, Zhang Fan's voice came from the light.

The source of this light is a luminous pearl inlaid on the top of the corridor, but the range of the luminous pearl is only two or three meters, which is not enough to illuminate the entire corridor.

Everyone looked at each other, and then jumped into the light one by one.

The entrance to the sarcophagus is three meters high from the underground tunnel. Zhang Fanxiu has Qi and a strong physique. This height is nothing to him, but to others, a slight carelessness will cause them to break their arms and legs.

It was Zhang Fan who personally picked up these people, holding one old man after another, which really made Zhang Fan feel a little uncomfortable. When Xing Wanqing came into Zhang Fan's arms, Xing Wanqing's face was red with embarrassment, and Zhang Fan was also a little bit uncomfortable.

It's embarrassing, after all, the two of them slept in the same room last night.

A corridor two meters wide and three meters high appeared in front of everyone. Both the ground and the walls were the mountain of Jiguan Mountain. However, the mountain was smooth and flat, and many places were carved with exquisite murals.

This mural is a story. A young girl met a spirit with the head of a human and the body of a snake. The two chatted happily. Later, the young girl fell ill and eventually died. Her last wish was for the spirit to come to her body and let the spirit live in her body.

Her life continues.

The content on this mural is exactly the same as what the vixen told Zhang Fan before.

This mural is in a cycle. Zhang Fan and others walked forward for about thirty meters, and the mural cycled twice.

Not long after, everyone came to a square again. This square was almost exactly the same as the square where Zhang Fan and others placed the sarcophagus before. However, this square did not have one coffin, but nine coffins, and these nine coffins were all

The square is bright red, and the entire square is filled with strong Yin energy, forming white frost condensed by Yin energy. The cold and gloomy feeling makes people feel as if they have entered a hell on earth.

Xing Wanqing was just an ordinary person, but she had never felt this kind of gloominess before. She couldn't help but subconsciously move closer to Zhang Fan.

"Don't be afraid, we are here." Zhang Fan looked at Xing Wanqing and comforted him.

Then, Zhang Fan walked towards the bright red coffins with a lantern in hand.

After seeing the nails on the coffin, Zhang Fan frowned tightly.

Wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Old Man Ouyang saw the expression on Zhang Fan's face, and then asked subconsciously, and quickly walked to Zhang Fan's side.

Old man Ouyang also had a look of horror on his face, "How could this happen?"

Everyone followed and came to Zhang Fan's side, and they all looked surprised.

Because the positions of the nails on these nine red coffins are exactly the same as the positions of the nails on the three coffins in the Feng Family Forbidden Area.

Four coffin nails were nailed into the four corners of the coffin. This seals the body and ghosts in the coffin. With such nails, the ghosts in these coffins will never be reincarnated.

The ghosts who cannot be reincarnated will have deeper and deeper resentment, and then the yin energy will become heavier and heavier.

Zhang Fan took a closer look and saw that the red color on the red coffin was not painted with paint, but with blood!

This is also the reason why the evil spirit in this square is so strong!

"This technique is very similar to the one used by the Feng family to place people in a transposition formation in the forbidden area. Ordinary Xuanmen practitioners would not do this." Old Man Ouyang frowned.

Although people in Xuanmen are the judges of the Yang world, they do not do whatever they want. Doing such a thing to harm the Yin soul and prevent the Yin soul from being reincarnated forever is very detrimental to the Yin virtue, and it will be punished by God!

"The Feng Family Forbidden Area only existed since Grandpa Feng Kong's generation. That was more than a hundred years ago, and this tomb is already three hundred years old. Although some high-minded Xuanmen people can live longer than ordinary people.

It will take longer, but it won’t span two hundred years?" Yan Dong said with some confusion. When he went to the Feng family’s forbidden area, Yan Dong followed Zhang Fan all the time.

Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly and said: "Although this square is a relatively closed environment underground, the blood on the coffin has been in contact with the air for a long time in three hundred years, and it will never be as bright as it is now. I feel

These coffins should have been kept there for no more than twenty years.

Although the Feng family's forbidden area existed a hundred years ago, the three blood-red coffins did not exist a hundred years ago. They should have been placed later, as well as the transposition formation."

"Zhang Fan is right. The Demon Locking Formation in the Feng Family Forbidden Area is a hundred-year-old formation, while the Transformation Formation is a new formation that will take at most thirty years." Old Man Ouyang continued.

A look of doubt appeared on Yan Dong's face, and he said: "These coffins were not arranged by the owner of the tomb? Then who arranged them? Could it be that the people who arranged these coffins were descendants of the owner of the tomb, and they deliberately gave people who wanted to enter

Is it more difficult to bury people in the tomb?"

After hearing Yan Dong's words, everyone looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know the reason why these red coffins were arranged here.

Just when Zhang Fan and others were confused, the sound of "ta da" footsteps sounded again in the square.

Zhang Fan, as before, extinguished the lantern in his hand and returned to the corridor with everyone.

"There were twenty people in our group. We passed through the Gu Insect Forest and lost fifteen people. After entering the mountain, three more people died in the secret tunnel mechanism. I don't know if there are really these treasures here. If so,

If we can't get anything from this trip, then we will suffer a big loss." A deep voice rang across the square.

"The road into the mountains is so difficult, how can there be no treasures? Don't worry, there must be treasures here!" Another high-pitched voice rang.

"I hope so." The rich voice sounded again.

Hearing the words of these two people, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Judging from the meaning of their words, the two of them were probably taking the same path as the senior of the Qin family.

(End of chapter)


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