Yang Haoran just smiled and did not stop Zhao Menglin's behavior.
Soon the two tombkeepers came back carrying two burdens.
The colorful things on the burden are all sacrificial supplies.
Including fruit plates and snacks for sacrifices, as well as many ghost coins and yellow paper.
Because it was originally a mausoleum, these things were always available.
Yang Haoran then led Fan Tingting to the front.
After bypassing the current Zhao family's ancestral grave, there is a large hill behind.
According to Feng Shui in the past, this hill is the backing of the Zhao family's ancestral tomb, which can ensure the continuous prosperity of the Zhao family.
On the slope of the hill, there is an ancient locust tree with a diameter of almost one meter.
The tree must be at least several hundred years old, and a large tree hole has rotted out in the middle.
Judging from the location, it is on a straight line with the Zhao family's ancestral tomb.
Yang Haoran stopped next to the ancient locust tree and pointed under his feet.
"Your original ancestral grave is here. According to the direction, it should overlap with your current ancestral grave.
But originally the ancestral graves were buried deeper, just below your current ancestral graves."
"Hey, is there such a thing?"
Yang Haoran didn't explain too much: "I'm going down now, do you want to follow me in?"
Before Zhao Menglin could speak, Zhao Zichen was already shaking his head and waving his hands desperately.
"I don't want to go down there. It's too scary. I'll have nightmares!"
Zhao Menglin frowned slightly: "Master Yang, please go get that object yourself.
We won’t go down, if you need any help, just ask.”
Yang Haoran smiled slightly, he was really afraid that Zhao Menglin would follow him.
Because Zhao Menglin may not be able to accept what he is going to do next, so it would be a good idea not to do it.
"It's nothing, just wait above."
Zhao Menglin looked around blankly.
"Master Yang, if you want to go down, don't you need to break the ground?"
Yang Haoran laughed: "The entrance is ready, it's not that troublesome."
While talking, Yang Haoran pulled Fan Tingting and asked, "Are you not afraid if you go down with me?"
"Not afraid."
Fan Tingting agreed crisply. It was not the first time for her to run into a tomb anyway.
And with Yang Haoran by his side, it was very safe.
Zhao Zichen looked at Fan Tingting with a complicated expression and cursed.
This little girl is too courageous. If I had known this, I shouldn't have made a bet with her in the first place!
Zhao Menglin was still confused and couldn't figure out how to find the ancestral grave without breaking the ground.
At this time, Yang Haoran actually stepped into the hole of the ancient locust tree, and then pulled Fan Tingting over.
In the surprised eyes of several people, Yang Haoran's body gradually disappeared into the tree hole.
Fan Tingting also jumped down together.
After a moment of stunned silence, Zhao Menglin quickly ordered the tombkeeper.
"Hurry up and place the offerings. I want to burn more paper money to give to my ancestors. Don't blame me!"
The size of the tree hole can fully accommodate an ordinary adult, with a little extra room.
Yang Haoran is not too fat, so it is not difficult to get down.
Fan Tingting's figure is smaller, so it is naturally less of a problem.
Following the tree hole, we quickly reached the ground, where it suddenly became cold and pitch black.
Yang Haoran turned on the flashlight he had prepared long ago and took Fan Tingting's hand and walked forward.
"Brother, this time won't be the same as the one at Huangqiu Tomb, right?"
Yang Haoran burst into laughter: "How is that possible? Places like Huangqiu Tomb are not common.
This is just a slightly different tomb.
But there is a weird guy here, so just be prepared and don't be scared!"
"Weird guy? You're not talking about zombies, are you? Isn't it scary?"
Fan Tingting's eyes widened immediately.
"It's almost the same thing, but I can't say it's powerful. It can only scare ordinary people.
If you are serious about fighting, he is definitely not your opponent.
But the premise is that you are not afraid of him, otherwise you will be shocked."
Fan Tingting patted her chest: "Then I'm not afraid."
The two of them had been walking away for some time while they were talking.
Because it is connected to the outside through a tree hole, the air inside is not that smelly.
All you can smell is the smell of loess.
And the route the two men took, if seen from above, was heading towards the current location of the Zhao family's ancestral grave.
Soon, under the light of the flashlight, a portal appeared.
It's just an open door, no door.
"There is a real tomb inside. Follow me and be careful to protect yourself."
Fan Tingting hummed. Although she was brave, her breathing became a little faster.
Yang Haoran first stepped into the portal. As soon as he landed, he saw a ball of white flowers falling from the sky.
Fan Tingting screamed and saw that Yang Haoran had already kicked him, and the white thing had flown out.
After the thing landed, it only shook a few times and then quickly became motionless.
Fan Tingting looked closely and saw that it looked like a sheep, covered with white hair.
Just as he was about to go over and take a closer look, he found that the white thing had quickly shrunk into a ball.
Then the white hair on his body disappeared as if evaporating, until it turned into a black thing the size of a blue ball.
And it was accompanied by a very fishy smell.
Fan Tingting frowned in disgust and quickly used Qiu Kung Kung to hold her breath.
"Brother, what is that?"
Yang Haoran sighed: "It's just a life that died long ago but still lives in darkness.
In other words, he is the owner of this tomb."
Fan Tingting was startled and blurted out: "He is Zhao Zichen's ancestor?"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Yes, Zhao Zichen's ancestor.
When he was robbing a tomb, he stole something he shouldn't have taken, which made him look like a ghost.
Now it’s a relief for him!”
Fan Tingting muttered: "After all, he is an old guy who is hundreds of years old. How could he be beaten to death so easily?"
Yang Haoran was speechless: "How powerful do you think this kind of thing that lives in a dark place can be?
If they were brave enough, ordinary people could kill them.
It's just that ordinary people are afraid, so they are scared.
Your current middle stage of Anjin can already surpass most lives."
Fan Tingting exclaimed, feeling a little proud. Did she turn out to be so powerful?
While the two people were talking, there was a rustling sound around them.
Fan Tingting looked towards the sound and exclaimed.
"Brother, there are snakes, so many snakes!"
At least more than a hundred black and yellow snakes were winding towards the two people.