Treasure hunt with my sister

Everyone started to act immediately, and they went all the way.

Jian Yumei laughed when she heard Xin'er's remark. It turned out that the eight formations of such a divine weapon were broken by a Luoyang shovel.

But it's very strange, why didn't those weird things come out, what's the reason?

Is it true that Professor Mu's amulet is so powerful?

Jian Yumei was muttering in her heart as she listened to Mu Xiner's story about their experience.

When Professor Mu and the others moved forward, they saw many bones along the way, and they sighed endlessly.

"Father, did these people die here because they wanted to hunt for treasure?" Mu Xiner asked.

"It should be. Those of you who have just died have only come here in the last few years!" Professor Mu observed carefully.He looked at those corpses and said to Mu Xiner.

When they came to a tall mountain, they looked back and saw that the maze-like mountains were behind them.

"We have come out?" Mu Xiner asked Professor Mu.

"Maybe, but don't take it lightly, there may be more dangerous things waiting for us!" Professor Mu said.

It was getting dark at this time, and everyone camped on the spot, looking at the mysterious labyrinth mountain in the back and the ancient and magical tomb in front, Professor Mu really felt a little indescribable.

In the middle of the night, suddenly, there was a burst of crying outside the tent where everyone was camping.

Everyone was frightened.

The cry was so shrill, and then some ancient language sang there, and the whole atmosphere was infinitely sad.

It's just that everyone stayed in their tents and didn't go out.

Because Professor Mu told everyone before the break that everyone was not allowed to go out at night, no matter what happened.

And on the top of the tent, a yellow talisman was pasted, which was the same as the talisman given to everyone during the day.

Throughout the night, we heard countless cries and shouts outside, but we still did not move, feeling like a few small boats in the stormy sea, withstood countless tests, but still did not sink.

After a night of ordeal, everyone passed it safely. In the early morning, those strange noises disappeared. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then many people slowly fell asleep.

When the sun began to flood the earth, everyone woke up and they came out of the tent.

I saw that Professor Mu was already looking at the mountain in front of him and was silent. He was smoking his pipe while thinking about something.

Professor Mu is like a statue in the morning light.

"Father, what are you thinking?" Mu Xiner said.

"I didn't think about anything, I was just thinking, what kind of story happened 1000 years ago, so that Li Yuanhao built such a magical golden tomb for his concubine!" Professor Mu said.

"That's not easy, just ask him!" Mu Xiner smiled.

"Nonsense, you are cursing your father, I should go underground and ask him right now!" Professor Mu also laughed.

By this time, everyone had packed up everything.

"Let's go, let's go see the golden tomb!" Professor Mu said.

They were just about to move forward when suddenly, there was a burst of dark clouds in the sky.

Everyone is wondering why there are dark clouds in a clear sky.

Just when everyone was thinking, it was already dusk between the sky and the earth, and then the heavy rain poured down.

Professor Mu knew it was weird, but he couldn't remember why it was so weird for a while.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "It's not good, the clothes are all soaked."

Because the rain came so quickly, everyone didn't have time to react, and the clothes all over the body were wet.

Professor Mu was about to say, if it gets wet, it will get wet, and I will light a fire to roast it later.

But suddenly Professor Mu remembered something, he shouted, "No!"

He hurriedly took out the talisman in his clothes, but the talisman had already become a pile of paper scraps.

"Everyone protect your talismans!" Professor Mu shouted.

However, everyone looked miserable, because under such heavy rain, the whole body was already soaked, and the talismans that could be taken out were already some shreds of paper, and the talismans had long since disappeared.

Professor Mu looked at the dark sky with a wry smile on his face. He was thinking, what kind of joke is this God playing with himself.

Just now it was sunny and full of hope, but now is the dark feeling of sending yourself to hell.

At this time, someone exclaimed, "Look!"

Everyone looked along his hand, and saw a large group of Mongolian ghost soldiers floating towards them in the valley behind.

"What to do, professor!" The students who said this were trembling.

"Huang Dou, don't panic!" the professor said to him.

"You all come behind me!" Professor Mu said.

Professor Mu took out the copper gong given to him by Taoist priest Laoshan, and he watched the team getting closer.

The eyes of the clearly visible Mongolian soldiers were actually closed, but their targets were still very accurate. The spears and knives in their hands were already raised, and they would stab or chop them down when they got close.

The people on Professor Mu's side have prepared all kinds of weapons, such as shotguns, long sticks, long knives, and short knives.

Mu Xiner took out her shotgun and pointed it at the Mongolian ghost soldiers. She also took the prayer wheel by her hand.

It's just that there are so many Mongolian soldiers that they can't see the tail at all.

Everyone knows that it will be very difficult to escape this time.

When the Mongolian ghost army rushed over, Professor Mu started to play the gong.

When the gong sounded, those ghost soldiers quickly began to tremble all over, and then fell straight to the ground.

But the soldiers behind are still in an endless stream.

Professor Mu beat the gong vigorously, but still couldn't keep up with the speed of those soldiers.

Soon, several soldiers rushed to his side, and just as he was about to strike the gong, he was stabbed with spears by those soldiers.

At this time, Mu Xiner rushed over, and the gun in her hand had already fired. .

She shot down the few Mongolian soldiers, then quickly picked up the gong and continued to beat it.

Soon, the soldiers who were about to rush to the front fell to the ground trembling.

Mu Xiner kept beating the gong, and those soldiers kept falling, and it seemed that endless Mongolian soldiers were about to rush up.

Mu Xiner didn't say a word. In fact, she was also afraid, but her hands still didn't stop.

Many Mongolian soldiers fell like this.

When Mu Xin'er obviously didn't see ghost soldiers pouring in, she saw the other's corpses on the ground in front of her.

After a thousand years of wandering, they could finally rest. Looking at their fallen bodies, Mu Xiner sighed.

The sky was still cloudy, and it started to rain again.

"This is a rain of blood, everyone, don't look at it! Just look ahead!" Mu Xiner suddenly said to everyone.

At this moment, Mu Xiner started to turn the scripture tube, she kept turning it, and then kept reciting a lot of scriptures that she knew.