When the breathing of the horizontal meat face became smooth, and the vines wrapped around his body also disappeared, Cha Wenbin untied the cloth strip tied to his mouth.

  That black thing stuffed in his mouth is the dead jade. The dead jade is a kind of ordinary jade with very poor quality, which needs to be buried in the mud with gold for a long time, and then it will turn black and lose its original luster. This dead jade is an unlucky thing among the people, but it is often used by Taoists to seal the evil spirits.

  He then took down the black token, lit it with a fire starter, and circled it around the top of Heng Rou's head for several rounds. He then placed the Bagua mirror in front of him to shine on his face for a few minutes. When Heng Rou's eyes began to emit that kind of transparency again, he let Zhuo Xiong support his back and sit up, and with one slap, Heng Rou spat out the dead jade.

  Cha Wenbin wrapped up this very ugly black stone with a red cloth strip and put it in the broken bag.

  Then he started vomiting, and the stuff that came out had a rotten wood smell. Zhang Wenbin gave him some more water to drink until he couldn't throw up anything else, at which point Heng Roulian exclaimed: "Ah, now this is comfortable!"

  Seeing himself tied up with ropes, Old Wang's head was covered in blood. He still didn't realize what had happened and just felt a sense of nausea beforehand. Cha Wenbin didn't hide the truth and told him about being possessed by the evil spirit, until his own flesh and blood, Heng's face, hurriedly apologized to Chaozi, but he was still worried about Old Wang's safety in his heart.

  Cha Wenbin only found out later that the horizontal meat face saw them enter the coffin for a long time without any movement, and he was also idle. His head was big and usually hungry quickly. Seeing that there were several red fruits on top of his head, he picked one up and nibbled a few mouthfuls, and then he didn't know what happened afterwards.

  It was expected that Heng Rou's face would be like this, and Wen Bin climbed up again. Under the guidance of Heng Rou's face, he really saw a red fruit hanging from the vines on the stone seam above his head, and he also understood seven or eight parts in his heart.

  The fruit that grows in this tomb is often very tempting, but people really can't eat it. One theory is that these things are used by those little ghosts to deceive people, and another is that the owner of the grave planted them for himself to eat, if you eat something that belongs to a dead person, nothing good will come out of it.

  But this place is different, Cha Wenbin knew that the owner of the tomb would not be so petty as to use fruit to harm people. This fruit was born entirely due to the feng shui here. In a place of utmost yin and evil, the thing nurtured there, if someone were to eat it, they'd be lucky if nothing bad happened to them. He took a closer look and saw that the top of the tree was completely covered in vines, probably because the tree had been here for a long time and had become a spirit due to the excessive evil energy.

  Cha Wenbin came down and told the story, Chaozi thought about going out to blow up this place later. If the soul-grabbing grass is not eliminated, who knows how many people will suffer.

  After finishing the gathering, several people sat down to eat some dry rations. Heng's face was still swollen, but his body was fine, and after this ordeal, he was now energetic again. Because Lao Wang had beaten him up, he felt a bit guilty, so he insisted on carrying him out on his back. Chaozi's head was still dizzy, so he let Zhuo Xiong support him as they walked.

  This group of people initially came in with great fanfare, but after countless life-and-death struggles, they were battered and bruised, preparing to return by the original route. As they were about to exit the cave entrance, Chao Zi found a suitable location for the cannon and had Zhuo Xiong set it up, as this accursed place could no longer be allowed to continue causing harm to people.

  It wasn't until they came out that they realized it was already early the next day outside, and the sun had only just risen. It's hard to imagine how long they'd been down there.

  With a loud "boom", accompanied by a tremor of the earth, the ground began to crack, and the ancient tomb was filled with countless rubble, and the soul-grabbing grass had also been smashed down, mixed with rocks forever buried underground.

  Cha Wenbin looked at the sand and rocks rising in the distance and thought that he had to find a way out now.

  The road has actually been found by someone for them. Who? That is Shi Tou Die.

  Since he can come in, it means there is another way here. The scouts are best at reverse thinking, and Chaozi judged that Shi Tou's death time was not long after they left the village, so this exit should not be far from here.

  "Following the route that old man took, we should be able to get out if we go back the same way," Chaozi said.

  This task now has to be handed over to Zhuo Xiong, a good scout can find traces of human activity within half a month, let alone in a place where people rarely set foot. Footprints, signs of plants being disturbed by humans, even smells can become their clues.

  As it approached noon, under Zhuo Xiong's lead, they circled around to the east side of this bamboo forest. A black stone slab that had been moved by someone left behind a few days' worth of marks. Zhuo Xiong lifted up the heavy stone slab and a dark hole appeared underneath. Zhuo Xiong bent down, picked up some ash, and sniffed it, then let Chaozi smell it too. Both of them nodded in agreement.

  Chaozi said: "That old man came down from here, there is still the smell of scattered ashes from torches on the ground, walking along this way should be able to get out."

  The entrance was not large, and the three of them were fine, but it was a disaster for Heng Roulian and the unconscious Old Wang. The two of them had to strip off all their clothes before they could barely squeeze in. Especially Heng Roulian, whose back was scratched by the sharp stones, leaving streaks of blood, yet this man didn't make a sound.

  This passageway has obvious signs of artificial excavation, and the space inside is slightly larger than the outside. It's a "T"-shaped passageway, with the lower part being pitch black and impossible to see the bottom, and the upper part is also the same. However, Zhuo Xiong said that this stone father came from above, so they didn't need to take risks to explore where the lower passage led.

  The road going up was not so flat, and with serious injuries, they had to check on Old Wang every now and then. Following this path, it was unknown how long they walked before the road finally came to an end in front of them.

  Another black stone slab blocked the way in front, this was a single-lane road, and there were no other forks around. Zhuo Xiong and Chao Zi patted their chest to guarantee that Shi Tou would definitely come down from here, so he used the dagger to knock on the stone slab.

  As expected, a "thud thud thud" sound came from the other end of the stone slab. "It's empty, this old man has set up a decoy." Chaozi was now about 70-80% recovered and used his strength to push, but although his strength wasn't small, he could only slightly lift it and then there was no more movement.

  Chaozi turned around and took a look at Lao Wang's thick-skinned face, then chuckled and said: "Big guy, you're so strong, want to give it a try?"

  This place can only hold one person, two people can't exert themselves together. After handing over Old Wang to Cha Wenbin, he squeezed to the front with difficulty, holding up the large stone slab with his hands and trying it out. Taking a deep breath, "Hmm" shouted loudly, shaking off the surrounding dust falling down.

  What is not an ordinary person? He made a good explanation with his meaty face, and the neck suddenly swelled up thicker than his head, the green veins burst out like chopsticks, the red face, closed eyes, slightly open mouth still with a roar, making Chaozi couldn't help but exclaim:

  "My goodness gracious, this is totally a reincarnation of Fei Yuqing!"

  The sound of "creaking" stones slowly came, a cold air suddenly swept into the necks of several people, and everyone couldn't help but tremble with fear. Only the yellow bean-sized sweat beads on the forehead of the man with the thick flesh were dripping down "drip, drip". When he moved out a semicircle, he climbed up first and pulled the others up one by one.

  Zha Wenbin returned here and looked up, really didn't think it was actually here!

  Row upon row of corpses were frozen stiff around them, their faces lifelike. Wasn't this the ice cave where Chaozi fell into that day?

  Chaozi saw this place, the air in his heart didn't come together, and he scolded: "Damn it! No wonder that old guy said this was a forbidden land and made up some nonsense about a white deer's ghost story to scare us. He was just afraid we'd find this entrance! Do you know how much suffering we've endured? Even if he's dead now, even if he wasn't dead, I'd still twist his head off!"

  Cha Wenbin wanted him to say a few less words, this person is dead, and the grudges are also settled, but he never thought that here would be connected with there, and even regretted not telling Lao Wang about the situation here earlier, if he knew maybe he could provide more clues.

  When Shi Tou Ye went down into the ice cellar, there was still a grass rope left on top, and it seemed to be prepared for himself to leave afterwards. Chao Zi tried several times, and it was quite sturdy, so he climbed up first.

  After he went up, he took out the climbing rope and threw it down, and then called Zhang Wenbin and Heng Roulian to come up first. Zhuo Xiong was left behind to tie a knot for Old Wang. This kind of knot, they had all learned in their unit, specifically used in such situations to pull people up without hurting them.

  The three of them exerted themselves at the same time, slowly lifting Old Wang up. Only then did Zhuo Xiong start to climb up slowly. When he climbed halfway, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  Zha Wenbin whispered "this is bad" and then shouted: "Zhuo Xiong brothers, hurry up and come up, we must get down the mountain immediately."

  Ke Zhuo Xiong was as still as a deaf person, his eyes filled with complex emotions, because he saw in the ice a bare-chested man with a blood-red dragon tattoo on his chest, exactly like his own.

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