No Jokes Here

Lin Qian'an had already planned to take a detour without letting him in, but he didn't expect to be able to go in directly after showing his ID, which made him feel that the identity of the dragon group was a little too useful.

But then again, I can understand.

The people of the Dragon Group themselves are quite special, and the tasks they perform are classified. Generally speaking, as long as it is not a particularly important place, it is really not difficult to get a pass in Xuan Nationality.

Of course, if someone uses this identity to break the law, he has to consider whether he can afford the consequences.

Anyway, as far as Lin Qianan knew, there were quite a few avatars in the general group of non-staff members of the Dragon Group before that were grayed out.

Some of them may have been killed in duty or had an accident, but looking at their conversations in the group chat, some of them were sanctioned by the Dragon Group for violating discipline.

As for the sanctions, Lin Qianan said that he didn't want to know, and he didn't want to know.

After passing the checkpoint, Lin Qian'an performed light art and jumped up. He jumped more than ten meters away, and quickly moved away from here.

When the little brother on duty saw this, he couldn't help showing a little envy in his eyes, but then he picked up the tablet and continued to watch the video.

"The main points of "Basic Internal Skill" are as follows..."

Looking at the somewhat familiar face in the video about "Basic Internal Strength", the little brother on duty scratched his head with hindsight.

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Huangshan Post is located in the north of the main urban area, close to the old urban area of ​​Qing'an City. In the past, whenever someone died in the family, they were buried here.

However, with the rapid development, the old city is gradually abandoned, and there are fewer and fewer people here. In addition, it is now cremation, so basically no one will be buried here.

But every time during the Qingming Festival, some people will come to offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

It's just that because of the ban on open fire in the wild, now the ancestors are worshipped directly by buying a tablet to worship at home.

It can be said that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

If you follow the story logic of ordinary bizarre novels, this is definitely a good little copy.

If you don't make some ghost king come out, you can't justify it.

Lin Qianan thought so, and he had already arrived at the foot of Huangshangang.

On some of the hillsides that are not very flat, there are small tombs everywhere, some have stone tablets carved in front of them, some are not, and more tombs have disappeared.

I don't know if it was buried by a landslide or washed away by the rain.

A few tombs had some offerings in front of them, but most were gone.

I don't know if it has been forgotten, or if the descendants have lost their generation.

This is not impossible.

Modern life is very stressful. In recent decades, many people have chosen to live alone and will not easily get married and have children. Therefore, it is normal for no descendants to come to worship their ancestors after they die.

After coming here, Lin Qian'an also clearly felt that the surrounding air became a lot cooler, maybe even only about one to five degrees.

In terms of the weather in July, it seemed so strange that Lin Qianan couldn't help shivering.

It wasn't until he looked at the "Tong Zun Arrival Card" in his space ring that he felt a little relieved.

Lin Qianan took out the incense candles he bought in advance, inserted three incense sticks and two candles one by one along the surrounding tombs, and burned a little paper money.

There are more than 300 tombs, if Lin Qianan bought enough incense candles and paper money, plus the incense candles burned in one tomb, it would be too much, otherwise it would be a bit hard to tell.

After Lin Qian'an finished this, it was past nine o'clock.

He quietly waited for the incense candles and paper money to burn out, and then saluted: "I'm here just to clear the evil spirits. If you are good spirits, don't show up. If you are disturbed, don't blame me!"

Although I don't know if this set is useful, Lin Qian'an is just asking for peace of mind.

After all, disturbing the deceased is somewhat immoral.

Immediately, Lin Qianan took out the "True Eye No. 1 witch medicine" made with enchanted music skewers and eye drops from the space ring.

This witch medicine has the ability to see the truth.

To put it simply, it means being able to see the existence of spiritual bodies, etc., and also has a certain perspective function.

Lin Qianan just wanted to use witch medicine to see what was going on here.

After taking a witch medicine, Lin Qianan felt that his eyes were a lot cooler, and a little blue light also burst out in his eyes.

At this moment, the more than 300 tombs in his eyes showed a strange dark green light.

Lin Qian'an wanted to complain a little, why does the ghostly aura or the color matching of energy have to be so underworld?

Can't a local tyrant with golden light come over to open his eyes?

While complaining, Lin Qian'an also discovered a problem, that is, the place where the tomb he is now is covered by a faint green mask, and there are faint green rays of light flying from the ground from time to time. come out.

It's like an enchantment.

Lin Qian'an seemed to realize something, this should be the ghost realm An Tong said.

He stepped out of the ghost realm, and found that the temperature suddenly returned to normal, and it was even a little hot.

According to An Tong, every night at twelve o'clock, the ghosts in this ghost realm will recover, and they will be reborn the next night if they are killed like leeks.

What is the principle of this?

What is the origin of the ghost realm?

He has been in here for so long, and the system has not sensed the obstruction. Could it be that everything here has nothing to do with the obstruction?

Lin Qian'an was unwilling to wait until twelve o'clock to play the dungeon.

He wants to find out the reason for the formation of this copy, and then directly take the stalk away to obtain the stalk point on it.

And that's why he came so early.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianan took out another True Eye No. 1 and drank it directly.

As a cool feeling appeared in both eyes, the blue light in Lin Qian'an's eyes became more obvious, and the energy flow he could see became clearer.

Faintly, Lin Qian'an found that all the green energy seemed to seep out from somewhere.

However, Lin Qian'an still couldn't see the current True Vision effect clearly, so he took out the two remaining True Eyes No. 1 and drank them.

After drinking a large amount of real eye witch medicine at one time, Lin Qianan felt that his eyes were as cold as if they had been placed in the refrigerator. In contrast, the blue light in his eyes was faintly comparable to a flashlight.

In his field of vision, those dark green energies seeped out from the ground in the center of the cemetery.

In the ground?

Lin Qianan walked to the place where the green energy seeped out, and felt that the temperature here was significantly lower than the surrounding area. Judging from the layer of frost on the ground, it was probably zero degrees here.

With a shudder, Lin Qian'an circulated his true essence all over his body, and only then did the chill be expelled from his body.

He stepped on the ground hard, and felt that the soil here seemed to have frozen.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qianan took out the Yaoshan stick, slammed his hands hard, and slammed it directly on the ground.

Bang~!

A small pit appeared.

The ground here is astonishingly harder than concrete.

Since there is no prompt from the system, it means that the thing may be ten meters away from the ground.

And with the hardness of the ground here, it is not easy for him to dig ten meters.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to do if the true essence is exhausted.

Furthermore, Lin Qian'an only guessed that it was ten meters deep. What if it was twenty meters, or even thirty meters?

Lin Qianan tapped the ground hard, feeling a little frustrated.

The apprenticeship is not successful!

At the beginning, I encountered such a big setback.

The dungeon journey this time was a little rough!

Just as he was thinking, a system prompt suddenly appeared in front of Lin Qian'an.

[Hint: There is a stalk near the host, which has been marked. 】

Seeing this, Lin Qianan immediately looked around.

However, no red light was seen.

He seemed to feel something, and looked down at him.

Across the thick soil, he saw a square object with a red outline rising towards the ground, it looked like a stone tablet!

It's a pity that the system's mark only circled it, just to let Lin Qianan know how far it was from him and what its outline was, but it didn't give Lin Qianan the ability to see through.

So Lin Qianan didn't know what it was.

With the passage of time, that thing is slowly rising upward, and the dark green energy in this ghost realm has become more and more intense.

Lin Qian'an did some calculations, and felt that it should be exactly twelve o'clock, and this thing would appear on the surface.

This coincides with An Tong's story that there will be ghosts here at twelve o'clock.

In metaphysics, twelve o'clock at night belongs to the time node of the transition of Yin and Yang. It is the moment when the Yang Qi completely fades away and the Yin Qi is the most intense~www.readwn.com~ In this way, it is quite in line with its own attributes.

However, Lin Qian'an didn't plan to wait until twelve o'clock.

He decided to dig as much as possible two or three meters down while the thing was rising.

Run in both directions, and intercept it before it completely comes to the ground.

So, Lin Qian'an used his True Yuan to dig directly on the ground with a stick of Mt.

Although the ground here is hard, after Lin Qianan consumed nearly one-fifth of his true energy, he successfully excavated a small pit nearly one meter deep.

By this time, Lin Qianan did not dare to continue digging.

The consumption is too high, he must retain a certain amount of real energy, so that he has enough combat power to deal with the unexpected.

Time passed little by little, and the red outline in Lin Qian'an's eyes was getting closer and closer to the ground.

At about 11:30, a stone tablet more than one meter wide on the ground in front of Lin Qian'an leaked out.

It was slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the front of it, there seemed to be words written, but because it didn't rise completely, Lin Qian'an didn't see clearly what it was.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand and placed it on the stone tablet, thinking about it, and wanted to directly collect the stubborn points.

However, the system did not respond at this time.

Lin Qian'an couldn't understand why.

In Lin Qian'an's puzzled expression, the stone tablet gradually revealed the first blood-red font.

"ghost?"

Lin Qianan touched his chin and quietly waited for the next word to appear.

Another ten minutes passed, and the second word was revealed.

"Door!"

"The gate of hell? The gate of hell?"