Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

When Ji Changsheng heard this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly, thinking that what this old man said was very interesting.

Thinking again about Chen Yulou, the leader of Xiling at that time, he was so depressed that he told fortunes on the street, and his later life was quite miserable. This may be the retribution of the tomb robbers.

After thinking for a while, he said.

"Old man, if you are willing, you can move to my house from now on."

"I would like to ask you for advice about this Qimen Dunjia. I wonder if you can give me a favor?"

Given his status, he gave Chen Yulou enough face by speaking so tactfully.

Chen Yulou is such a smart person. He has already heard of Ji Changsheng's name and knows what he means.

Express immediately.

"Since Mr. Ji said so, I will shamelessly go to your mansion to make trouble."

So the group returned to Ji Changsheng's palace from the Crescent Hotel, and there was one more person in his base camp.

Although Chen Yulou is old and can no longer contribute, he is experienced and can provide some useful information.

In addition, he has a very sharp tongue. In his spare time, listening to him talk about the past and the present, bragging and chatting can actually pass the time.

After some discussion, it was finally decided that the team going to Yunnan would be led by Ji Changsheng and assisted by his younger brother.

Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, Shirley Yang, and Yin Shuangyue, although these four injured patients have lost half of their strength, they can still hold on for a while.

Fatty and Xiao Wu were responsible for taking care of the wounded. In addition, Yin Beitang wanted to send a few confidants to follow, but Ji Changsheng refused.

Although the tomb of King Xian is dangerous, with Ji Changsheng in charge, it is expected that nothing unexpected will happen.

There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, the group took the plane prepared by the Yin family and flew directly to Yunnan.

The plane landed at Kunming Airport, and then we took several cars and went straight to Zhelong Mountain.

Yunnan, like Guangxi, has endless mountains and many places are undeveloped.

Zhelong Mountain is located in a remote place. If it weren't for the human skin map provided by Chen Yulou, they didn't know how long it would take them to search.

The convoy set off along National Highway 320, passing between Ailao Mountain, Wuliang Mountain, Dian Cang Mountain in Dali and Erhai Lake. After several days of long journey, it arrived at the beautiful Canglan River.

Zhelong Mountain is located in the most densely populated place in the Yunnan mountains and rivers. Even in the 21st century, the mountain roads here are still rugged and difficult to navigate.

Everyone changed into several high-performance off-road vehicles and moved forward on the muddy country road, and the speed slowed down a lot.

Halfway through the journey, the fat man driving the car couldn't help but screamed in pain.

"Mr. Ji, how far is Zhelong Mountain?"

"This road is too bad. The fat on my butt is turning into jelly."

Wang Kaixuan also rubbed his butt and said.

"It's really hard to walk on this dirt road. Fortunately, we are driving an off-road vehicle. If it were a tractor or something, our bones would probably be broken to pieces."

Ji Changsheng, who closed his eyes to rest his mind, smiled softly and said.

"Just drive, and don't call me until there is no road."

When changing cars, they asked the locals to find out that this was the only road to Zhelong Mountain. As long as they walked to the end, they would reach the foot of Zhelong Mountain.

The fat man had no choice but to grit his teeth and insist on making dirty jokes with Wang Kaixuan.

We drove from morning to evening, and finally the off-road vehicle stopped before the sun set.

Only then did Ji Changsheng open his eyes.

"Are we here?"

The fat man shook his head and pointed forward.

"Look, something seems to have happened."

Ji Changsheng looked forward and saw a group of people busy on the road ahead, blocking the way.

He couldn't help but think of something, and quickly got out of the car to inquire about it.

The clothes of those people were all from the local ethnic minorities, mainly the Bai and Dai people, and a few Jingpo people.

"Fellow fellows, is there a landslide?"

Ji Changsheng took a look and saw that it was not a landslide, but a rotten wooden box lying across the middle of the road.

The wooden box was large and had just been dug out of the earth, but it didn't look like a coffin.

Several fellow villagers immediately came forward and asked who they were.

The fat man pretended to be a member of the scientific expedition team and came here for a scientific investigation.

Those people believed it when they saw that the high-end off-road vehicle had a license plate from the provincial capital, and that they were well-dressed and had documents with official seals.

"Comrade scientists, please wait a moment. You'll be ready soon."

The fat man asked curiously.

"Fellow, what are you doing? What is this box for?"

The fellow hurriedly waved his hand.

"This is not an ordinary wooden box. It is the soul-gathering coffin buried by the wizard in the village. We accidentally dug it up the day before yesterday."

"The old man in the village said that this soul-gathering coffin has been buried for who knows how many years and that it is a harmful thing."

"This thing must be buried in the middle of the continent, where it will be trampled by thousands of people, and the bad luck will be taken away, in order to keep the peace of the village."

The fat man couldn't help but grin.

"What age are you in, and you still engage in such feudal superstitious activities? What about the soul-gathering coffin? Are there any treasures in it?"

The fellow couldn't help but laugh.

"Wherever there are treasures, they are full of harmful insects. We have killed them all with pesticides."

When Ji Changsheng heard this, his eyes lit up. He immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

I saw the lid of the box weighing several hundred kilograms was lifted. Several fellow villagers were shocked when they saw it.

"This comrade has such a strong hand!"

Looking inside, he saw dozens of broken pottery jars and porcelain bottles, all smashed to pieces, all filled with dense insect corpses, the number was incalculable, some black and some white.

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but frowned slightly, why was it different from the original work?

In the original work, there were some ancient witchcraft figurines buried beside the mountain road. Where did this so-called soul-gathering coffin come from?

He couldn't help but ask: "Fellow villager, who left this soul-gathering coffin?"

One of the oldest middle-aged men quickly answered.

"Comrade scientist, you are engaged in scientific research, and you definitely don't believe in this superstitious thing."

"This thing is at least 80 or 90 years old. It's unclear who buried it. In short, it was done by a witch who harmed people."

In the southern Yunnan area, witchcraft has been worshipped since ancient times, and the three major evil arts originated from here.

So until now, there are still many masters in the folk who understand these evil arts that harm people.

However, compared with ancient times, modern people have been influenced by scientific concepts and have long lost their due respect for these witches.

The poisonous insects that used to scare people were killed by these villagers with a few bottles of pesticides. This is the best example of science defeating superstition.

After looking at it for a while, Ji Changsheng found that there was nothing suspicious about the soul-gathering coffin, but the way the villagers dealt with it caught his attention.

"This is clearly a method that only experts know. There is an expert in this village!"