Dart Master

Chapter 253 Three Coffins
Huang Mao pushed Xiao Jiuzi's hand away, and proudly said: "If everyone can see the cat, I will still make a lot of money. If you want to know where the cat's grave is, it's easy. Give me another 1000 yuan." , I will tell you of course."

Xiao Jiuzi raised his fist and was about to beat this guy up, but I stopped him. I threw all the money left from my pocket into his hand, "Are you satisfied now, please!"

I sneered and raised my hand, Huang Mao patted the money, said that it was almost the same, and immediately led us to the graveyard.

The graves almost occupied half of the hill, Huang Mao walked to a hill, pointed to a grave and said, "Did you see it?"

I looked along his fingers, and saw a tomb in the distance. This tomb was built very strangely. There were three tombstones on one tomb.

It is very unlucky to have three monuments in one grave, which means three ghosts and one cave, and it is a great disrespect for the undead.

"That's it!" Huang Mao said.

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Xiao Jiuzi stopped him: "This is the cat grave you mentioned, why can't I see a cat."

Huang Mao giggled and said, "You'll know if you go in and have a look. Anyway, I brought you the road. Don't blame me for not reminding you if you were eaten by cats."

Speaking of this, he took out an iron chain from his pocket, and one end of the chain was a retractable buckle like a blood drop.

"This is for you. These cats are not easy to mess with. You can find the entrance with a drop of blood. If you don't catch the cat, you will lose your life."

"Fuck you, get out!" Xiao Jiuzi kicked Huang Mao's ass, Huang Mao stumbled, got up, spat at Xingzi, and walked away cursing.

I walked to the tomb of Sanbei and stopped, and looked at the tomb carefully. It didn't matter, and I almost surprised myself.

These three tombstones are none other than me, Shaotian, and Ziyi, and the names engraved on them are actually me, Shaotian, and Ziyi. The strange thing is that even the birth dates of the three of us are written clearly.

It is also the first time I know Ziyi's birthday horoscope. She has been in Taoism for a long time, and I have never asked, and she comes from the mysterious Hong family, but how did the person who carved the tomb know.

Ziyi's birthday horoscope, I looked a little strange, this is a kind of intuition, but I can't say it all at once, because I don't know much about numerology and gossip, but if Mr. Feng is here, he will be able to say something So yes.

The column of Shaotian's birthday is blank, there is nothing on it!

This is a very strange thing. How could a person not have a date of birth, unless he is a stone-born god like Dou Victory Buddha, who has no father or mother and lives on the aura of heaven and earth.

Of course, Shaotian himself is a mystery. His father, Jin Taibao, is a well-known God of War, and his mother, Cao Baoer, is also a swordsman. So yes.

Qiuwen chose Shaotian to teach him the Bodhi Gate technique, and Shaotian understood it, which is even more amazing.

It's just that Qiuwen has been missing since Xichuan parted from me, and I don't know if he has escaped the clutches of the evil king at this moment.

Xiao Jiuzi's eyes were attracted by the words on the stone tablet, and he asked in surprise: "Brother Qin, you, why is your name on it?"

I lit a cigarette, smiled and said, "It seems that someone already knew that I would die here. Let him distribute the antidote and find a way to send the people of Wucheng away."

This place is very evil. If I die here, Mr. Feng alone may not be able to save the overall situation. The only way is to retreat and abandon Wucheng to prevent the cat poison from spreading.

Xiao Jiuzi heard my sadness, his eyes turned red, and he said sadly: "King Qin, my brothers and I are waiting for you to come back and drink together."

I smiled and patted his head, Xiao Jiuzi gritted his teeth, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

I sat on the top of the grave and smoked a cigarette silently. I was a little afraid of this grave and I was afraid of scaring Xiao Jiuzi, so I sent Xiao Jiuzi away.

Flicking the cigarette butt, I let out a puff of smoke and walked around the grave.I have never seen a tomb with such a cloudy atmosphere. There is no grass around the cemetery, and the surface of the tomb is covered with a layer of soil.

The color of the soil is dark red, and it should be soaked in blood. It exudes a strong bloody aura, and the cold and poisonous aura of cat demons continuously seeps out.

If I'm not mistaken, this tomb should be a Minglou.

The building of the underworld is a vicious curse. It is built for the living people, and then the flesh and blood and hostility of humans and animals are used to add resentment to the building for the underworld. woo.

Among the folks, this kind of vicious method has long been extinct, but I didn't expect it to appear here, and the ones who were cursed were me, Ziyi, and Shaotian.

As soon as my hand touched the mound, the mound slowly wriggled like a huge mass of meat, making a disgusting sound like slime.

I stretched out my finger and squeezed out a little blood, which dripped on the mound of the grave, and the mound slowly rotated to form a whirlpool, surrounded by carrion and internal organs, emitting a foul smell.

It seems that this building of the underworld has been built for some time, and it seems that someone in Wucheng has set up a trick long ago.

They come, the security.

I stepped on the rotten flesh and blood grave and took a peek into the whirlpool. I was almost scared out of my wits when I saw it.

Inside are pairs of dark green eyes, like gemstones, exuding a cold and strange light.

I finally knew why Huang Mao called the Ming Tower the cat's tomb. This kid probably saw this tomb as strange and wanted to rob the tomb, but found this mysterious place and made this strange hook.

These pairs of green eyes are the cat's eyes, and it is through hooking the cat that Huangmao made a fortune.

I thought to myself that Huangmao is really a clever man, so I didn't go down, otherwise I don't know how he died.

Of course, I wouldn't come here to catch cats out of boredom. The cold, evil and stench coming from the mouth of the whirlpool made my blood twitch violently.I took a deep breath, protected my body with the seal of the vase, and silently recited the Buddhist Dharma Guardian Meditation mantra to prevent the evil spirits inside from controlling my mind.

I jumped into the vortex of the cat's grave. Looking down from the vortex, it didn't seem very high, but only when I got to the bottom did I realize that it was at least ten feet high.

Those who want to harm me have also exhausted their minds to dig this dark building.

When I was about to fall, I flipped over in the air and dropped all my strength and fell steadily to the ground. As soon as I entered the Nether Tower, the night demon eyes automatically closed. This guy was really scared to death.

Fortunately, my Dharma eye can still see. There is a lot of space below, but there are all cats, the black ones are the kind of house cats. When I landed, they looked towards me almost neatly, without making any sound.

But it was this silence that made my scalp tingle.

It was dark all around, I collected my mind, and the light gradually came into my eyes, I looked around, and my current location seemed to be in front of an ancient house.

An underground ancient house, this should be the main building of the Ming Tower, the builder is really a peerless talent, able to build such a magnificent building in this kind of underground.

"You really value me."

Between my nostrils, there was a strong smell of cat feces and fishy smell. I lit another cigarette. In such a deep underground, I can still start a fire, breathe and absorb the yin energy from the ground. No wonder it attracts so many people. s cat.

I took a step forward, and these cats followed closely, staring at each other, but still made no sound.

Surrounded by so many cats is really a creepy thing, even if I have the guts, I am also terrified.

I gently pushed open the door of the old house.

What came into view were three blood-red coffins, and the ground was full of blood, which was shocking!

The coffin was supported by a stone bench, and it was only when I got closer that I realized that the blood on it seemed to have just been poured on it. I put it between my nose and smelled it with my fingers, and it was all cat blood.

With a flip of my palm, my blood surged, and the lids of the three coffins were blown off.

The middle one was empty, and the left and right coffins were filled with blood, vaguely as if there were corpses soaked in them.

A strong feeling of uneasiness surged in my heart, and I stretched out my hand to fish out the person from the coffin on the left, but it was not Shaotian.

Shaotian had a silly smile on his face, his mouth was open, dripping cat blood continuously, I checked his pulse, and it was still beating, it seems that the murderer should have just started the attack not long ago.

(End of this chapter)