The most famous tomb of the living dead is located in Zhongnan Mountain. It was left by the founder of the Quanzhen sect, Wang Chongyang. It was in the tomb of the living dead that he realized life and death and cultivated the great path.

During the Ming Dynasty, the art of cultivating immortals was very popular. Many people imitated Wang Chongyang and built a large number of tombs of the living dead. It was very popular for a while. This trend did not gradually disappear until the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Feng Shigu was from the Ming Dynasty and was obsessed with cultivating immortals. It was very reasonable for him to build Dixian Village into a tomb of the living dead.

Professor Sun suddenly thought of this after Hu Bayi's reminder.

"Feng Shigu and those who followed him lived in the yang house on the ground when they were alive, and were buried in the yin house underground when they died."

"This Earth Fairy Village is actually a huge tomb of the living dead!"

Wang Kaixuan knew nothing about the art of cultivating immortals, so he didn't know what the meaning was, but he immediately thought of another point.

"Old Sun, do you mean that there are ancient tombs underneath this village?"

Professor Sun nodded with determination.

"Yes, there is a tomb under every house, and these tombs are all connected together, like an underground maze."

"This is a large tomb group that is rare in the country!"

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he said with great joy.

"My dear, I actually found so many ancient tombs at once, wouldn't the treasures in the tombs... make us rich!"

Everyone immediately looked at him with contempt. This guy seemed to only have treasure in his mind and nothing else.

Shirley Yang said immediately.

"Old Wang, if you don't change your greed for money, sooner or later you will be in trouble!"

Wang Kaixuan chuckled and said with a playful smile.

"Miss Yang, you are the daughter of a wealthy man in the United States. You are rich and pampered. You don't understand the plight of ordinary people like us at the bottom."

"As the saying goes, if you have money, you can travel all over the world, but if you don't have money, you can't move anywhere. In the first half of my life, I was afraid of being poor. I don't want to be poor anymore!"

Shirley Yang couldn't help but shook her head and didn't know how to refute.

Ji Changsheng smiled softly and did not blame Wang Kaixuan for his gag. Instead, he looked at Hu Bayi and Professor Sun.

"Can you see anything else?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads together.

“That’s all we can tell at the moment.”

Ji Changsheng nodded, stood up and said.

"In that case, let's go see this Tomb of the Living Dead with our own eyes."

Hu Bayi was stunned and said hurriedly.

"You mean to go through the tunnel? But the underground is full of tombs and must be full of traps. It would be safer to go above ground."

Ji Changsheng shook his head.

"According to normal thinking, he must have walked on the ground. But Feng Shigu is a madman, and his behavior cannot be analyzed by common sense."

"He has probably set up more dangerous mechanisms above ground. It would be safer to go underground."

After hearing this, Hu Ba nodded with admiration.

"Mr. Ji is right, in the art of war, what is false is true, and what is true is false."

"If you follow the normal thinking and walk on the ground, you will just fall into Feng Shigu's trap!"

Everyone couldn't help but marvel, saying that only an expert like Mr. Ji could think of this step and see through the trap set by Feng Shigu at a glance.

What they didn't know was that Ji Changsheng actually knew this only after reading the original work.

When Wang Kaixuan heard that he was going to the underground tombs, he couldn't help but perked up and volunteered to be the vanguard.

"I'll take the lead, but where do we enter the tunnel?"

Ji Changsheng looked at Yaomei and said.

"Sister, it's up to you."

This gun temple was created by an artist from Fengfeng Mountain. As a descendant of Fengfeng Mountain, Yaomei must know where the tunnels are hidden.

Yaomei nodded, immediately searched the temple, and soon found the tunnel entrance behind the statue.

Under the leadership of Wang Kaixuan, everyone entered the tunnel together.

When people first entered the tunnel, a cold air hit their faces, and the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees, reaching more than 30 degrees below zero.

Wang Kaixuan shivered violently and couldn't help sneezing.

"Damn, is there an ice cellar down here? Why is it so cold!"

Others also felt confused. The temperature in this tunnel was a bit ridiculously low. It was impossible for an ancient ice cellar to have such a low temperature.

Ji Changsheng casually conjured up several sets of cold-proof clothes, asked everyone to put them on, and said lightly.

"Nothing strange."

After everyone got dressed, they walked down for more than ten meters and arrived at the bottom of the tunnel.

The scene in front of them made everyone stunned.

I saw that the tunnel was covered with thick ice, as thick as a palm, and a white cold air filled the entire tunnel, as if I had arrived at a fairy cave.

Shirley Yang took a closer look and said in surprise.

"The ice is melting rapidly. It looks like... it has just frozen. What is going on?"

Everyone was puzzled by this strange phenomenon.

Only Ji Changsheng looked calm. After checking the direction, he walked toward the southeast and said casually.

"Let's go now. When the temperature rises, it won't be safe here."

After everyone heard this, they suddenly remembered something.

There are a large number of explosives buried under the Cannon Temple.

Perhaps it was the extremely low cold air that prevented the explosives from exploding, but where did this cold air come from?

Shirley Yang's expression changed. She looked at the white mist around her and suddenly realized something.

"It's liquid nitrogen!"

At normal temperature, the temperature of liquid nitrogen is minus 196 degrees!

This thing can make the temperature in the tunnel drop sharply in a very short time and form thick ice!

But the problem is that there is no liquid nitrogen in the Ming Dynasty.

There is only one possibility for this thing to suddenly appear in the tunnel.

Ji Changsheng's special ability, mind replication!

Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi immediately understood what was going on and couldn't help showing admiration.

It turned out that Ji Changsheng used mind replication silently when he was dozing off, and produced a large amount of liquid nitrogen in the tunnel, with the purpose of preventing the explosion of explosives.

Ultra-low temperature will not make the explosives fail, but the device used to detonate will be frozen.

Whether it is a detonator or an electronic fuse, it will fail at ultra-low temperature and cannot be started.

In addition, although explosives can explode at ultra-low temperatures, their power will be greatly reduced and basically have no destructive power.

Silently, the explosives buried underground were solved. Perhaps only Ji Changsheng in the world can do it!

The others had no idea what was going on and were still looking at the thick layer of ice in confusion.

After Hu Bayi understood what was going on, he immediately pointed to the east.

"The Feng family mansion is in that direction. Everyone, leave here quickly. When the temperature rises, the explosives may explode!"

Upon hearing this, everyone no longer cared about studying where the ice came from and quickly followed Hu Bayi to the east.

According to Hu Bayi and Professor Sun's speculation, this tomb of the living dead is a collective burial group, which is connected by tunnels.

After walking east for a while, they saw several branching tomb passages!

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