When Qin Qi heard this, he felt a slight shiver in his heart. He was still a little afraid of the ghost, so he didn't waste any time. He took the coffin lid that had been blown away by him, jumped into the ancient coffin, and then closed it again.
"Damn, it seems like something hit my butt." Qin Qi frowned.
"You sat on his hand bones!" Zhang Lang said.
"Holy shit, I almost got my ass fucked by this thing!" Qin Qi said depressedly and changed positions.
"It's not appropriate for you to sit on someone's skull like this, isn't it?" Zhang Lang said.
"I'll go..."
"How come you can see everything?" Qin Qi said depressedly.
"Nonsense, I am a tomb robber. These eyes are well trained. When I develop my yin and yang eyes, I can even see through the two realms of yin and yang!" Zhang Lang said proudly.
Yin and Yang?
This is too evil.
"Okay, don't talk, it's coming." Zhang Lang said, and then he held his breath and concentrated without making any sound.
The same is naturally true for Qin Qi, and he who has practiced the Sword and Shadow Art is like a shadow in the dark night, and his concealment skills are no worse than Zhang Lang's.
Outside the ancient coffin, a shadow floated slowly, passed through the wall from the other end of the passage, and then slowly entered the stone chamber where the ancient coffin was located.
This thing is very weird, like a shadow, not real, and there is an uncomfortable aura exuding from him all the time, making people feel fearful, as if they are facing death!
This thing is indeed not clean.
He floated beside the ancient coffin for a while, and there seemed to be a red light flashing slightly in the shadow, as if it were his eyes, and he was observing here.
It seemed that he had noticed a different atmosphere here, but after going back and forth several times, he didn't find what he was looking for, and finally drifted away.
After a while, Qin Qi and Zhang Lang climbed out of the ancient coffin. Even Qin Qi was covered in cold sweat at this moment.
"What is this?" Qin Qi swallowed and asked.
"The ghost's clone comes out to look for food. Once he finds a fresh soul, he will immediately pounce on it and bite it." Zhang Lang said, but he was much calmer than Qin Qi.
This guy is not a coward in the professional field.
"No wonder..." Qin Qi whispered. He had heard Mo Wuji say before that when he came in last time, someone died inexplicably. It seemed that his soul was devoured by the ghost clone.
"What should we do now?" Qin Qi asked.
"Don't worry, I'm a professional, nothing will happen to me." Zhang Lang said with a proud smile, then squatted down and took out a lot of bottles and cans from the space ring.
"The Yin Ghost clone just left not long ago and won't come back soon. I just took the opportunity to prepare the ghost exorcism powder!" Zhang Lang said.
Then I saw him opening those bottles and jars, mixing them, and refining them in the fire. In short, his techniques were extremely skillful. It was obviously not the first time he made this ghost-repelling powder.
"Why didn't you prepare it in advance?" Qin Qi asked.
"Hmph, what do you know? The ghosts in each cemetery are different. I have to configure the ghost exorcism powder based on their characteristics, otherwise the effect will be reduced by half." Zhang Lang said, and while speaking, he placed a transparent
Holding the bottle in his hand, it was empty.
Qin Qi was confused and looked at the bottle. Inside the bottle was a white liquid, and he didn't know what it did. But suddenly, Qin Qi's pupils shrank because he saw a ghost emerging from the white liquid.
"This is the aura left by the ghost's clone. With this thing as a guide, I can prepare the perfect ghost exorcism powder!" Zhang Lang said with a smile.
Qin Qi nodded. He was indeed a professional. It was indeed not simple.
It took about a quarter of an hour, and Qin Qi was almost dazzled by what he saw. After all, this refining process had hundreds of steps and was very complicated.
"Is this the ghost exorcism powder?" Qin Qi pointed to the plate covered with strange talismans in Zhang Lang's hand. There was a lot of gray powder in the plate.
"Yes, this is ghost exorcism powder. As long as we sprinkle it on our bodies, those ghost clones will not come near us." Zhang Lang said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, give me half." Qin Qi said.
"Damn it, who said I would give it to you? I refined it for myself!" Zhang Lang shouted immediately.
"Aren't you forcing me to take action?" Qin Qi chuckled and flashed the sword in his hand.
Zhang Lang opened his mouth and had no choice but to give in, "I can give it to you, but you have to agree to one condition."
"you say."
"You want to help me rob the tomb together!"
"Okay!" Qin Qi suddenly became energetic.
When he was on Earth, he liked to read various tomb-robbing novels. Now that he wants to rob a tomb, of course he is excited.
"Tell me, what preparations should I make? Should I light a candle in the corner of the tomb?" Qin Qi said excitedly.
"Why are you lighting a candle? Are you telling Yin Gui that you are here?" Zhang Lang rolled his eyes and looked down upon Qin Qi, a layman.
He sighed and took out a compass. The compass turned slowly and finally pointed to a location.
"Nine palaces and crosses, Bagua Feng Shui, that's where the tomb is." Zhang Lang said.
"Then let's go there," Qin Qi said.
"Okay!" Zhang Lang nodded and started to act according to the instructions of the compass.
According to Zhang Lang, this place is the lowest level of Jingtian Tower, located underground, where all the servants of that powerful man are buried.
It's a pity that the powerful man seemed to be very dignified. Although the tombs of these servants were well built, they were not buried with any treasures at all, which made Zhang Lang particularly unhappy.
With the compass guiding the way, Qin Qi was not worried about not being able to get out. Coupled with the existence of ghost exorcism powder, the ghost clone never appeared again. It has to be said that Zhang Lang still has a good hand.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Zhang Lang whispered and stopped.
"It's not safe in front. There are ghosts and restrictions." Zhang Lang frowned, sensing that there was danger ahead.
"Restricted?" Qin Qi whispered, a light flashing in his eyes.
Under the mental power, Qin Qi could also sense a strange fluctuation, presumably it was a restriction, which was somewhat similar to the formation, but it was not the same thing.
"Restrictions are set by strong people who use their own strength. They are different from formations. This thing is difficult to break without any strength." Zhang Lang said.
It's hard to tell about the power of the strong, such as meaning, or the secrets of legendary laws, etc. The restrictions set by these powers are indeed difficult to break if there is no power of the same level.
Qin Qi frowned and tried to move his soul power forward, but he was immediately blocked. In an instant, Qin Qi felt like countless ghosts were coming, rushing straight into his mind!
Qin Qi's heart tightened, and he immediately activated his mental power to isolate those forces.
But even so, he couldn't help but take two steps back and his face turned a little pale.