"Zhuo Xiong, go up immediately and take a look. If you see Chao Zi, let him come down right away. Remember, you can't enter, just stay where we can see you."

  Zhuo Xiong saw Cha Wenbin's serious expression and knew that He Yi Chao was going to make trouble again. Not daring to delay, he put down the package in his hand, grabbed a mountain rope with one hand, and said, "I know, let's go up now."

  "Hold it!" Zhang Wenbin shouted, "Hold your breath when you pass that black mushroom."

  With Zhuo Xiong's skills, climbing up this wall would be a matter of seconds. When he shone his flashlight into the gap, there was no sign of Chaozi in the empty and narrow space.

  Although this fellow's head was indeed not small, in a place where one could make a circle with just one cigarette, Superzi still couldn't fly away out of thin air?

  "Chaozi, where are you?" Zhuo Xiong's heart also had some bad premonitions, so he shouted towards the inside.

  But his shouting did not bring a response from his companions, so he got anxious and stretched half of his body inside. Zha Wenbin immediately shouted loudly from below: "Don't go in!"

  As soon as the words fell, he saw that Zhu Xiong's two hind legs were desperately kicking on the thick snow-covered wooden board with a "bang bang" sound, and his body was also slowly moving in.

  "Not good, something's happened!" Cha Wenbin grabbed the climbing rope and was about to follow up, but he didn't have the skills of those two people. He tried several times, but his shoes kept slipping on the smooth surface, and with his energy not yet recovered, he couldn't exert much strength in his hands. The more anxious he became, the easier it was for him to get flustered, and the more flustered he got, the harder it was for him to climb up, so he ended up spinning around at the bottom.

  Zhuo Xiong was still flailing about above, and by now only half of his leg was left outside. Cha Wenbin had climbed up to a height of only four or five meters when he could faintly hear Zhuo Xiong's cries for help from above, but they were very indistinct.

  Cha Wenbin somewhat regretted letting him go up again, knowing there was danger, yet still sending him to go, how could he be so muddled.

  He was self-blaming, when a dull thud came from above, and Zuo Xiong's body quickly retreated. By the time he had crawled out completely, the front half of his body was covered in spider webs, looking utterly disheveled.

  "Don't come up, there's a spider inside, a big one!" Zhuo Xiong shouted loudly while waving his hand.

  At the moment when Zhang Zhuo fell to the ground, Cha Wenbin asked anxiously: "Is anyone hurt?"

  Zhuo Xiong tore off the cobwebs on his body while looking up: "Chaozi is also inside, it was him who fired the shot. Without this kid, I'd probably have become a spider's snack."

  "Did he fire the gun? Where is he?" Cha Wenbin still thought it was Zhuo Xiong who fired the gun.

  Just then, "Plop" a black thing fell from above, followed by Chaozi's laughter: "Haha, you almost got eaten by it, you loser."

  Zha Wenbin's face turned black as he shouted: "Get down here!"

  Chao Zi saw Cha Wenbin get angry, and quickly put away his previous playful and irreverent behavior. He slid down the mountain rope and stood in front of Cha Wenbin with his head lowered.

  He originally thought that after crawling up, he would see no place to start, so he decided to sneak onto the back of this coffin to take a look. Chaozi was well-versed in archaeology and understood the subtleties of this thing. In any case, there must be a coffin inside the coffin, and since the coffin needs to be placed inside, there must be an entrance that can be accessed. A huge coffin like this without a hidden door would not allow the coffin to enter. Chaozi thought about taking a peek inside, and soon after crawling in, he saw the entrance.

  It was a concave shape, with the middle position suddenly protruding inward from the top. The super child held up a flashlight and swayed it around, only to see a pair of green, shiny big eyes staring at him inside.

  He was startled by this pair of eyes and stood up unconsciously. The space inside was barely enough for one person to crawl in, but when he really stood up, he found that it was a different world inside.

  On his head, what was originally a solid stone had been dug out by someone and now there was a hole, and the pair of eyes were crawling on the web. When he heard Zhuo Xiong shouting outside, he was afraid that the pair of eyes would be attracted over, so he didn't dare to make a sound. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Xiong couldn't help but crawl inside.

  He crouched on top, guarding, only to see that pair of green eyes darting out like arrows, and then he heard Zhuo Xiong's groaning voice, as if something was strangling his neck.

  He knew his comrade was in trouble, so he quietly jumped down from the hole. With the flashlight in his hand shining on it, oh my god, a huge spider with floral patterns on its buttocks was shaking left and right, as big as a washbasin.

  Chaozi recognized the Snow Domain Wolf Spider at a glance, and his eyes turned red with anger. Moreover, it was still dragging Zhuo Xiong inside. He took out his Desert Eagle, aimed at the spider's buttocks, and fired a shot. The bullet hit the spider's buttocks, causing it to explode and splatter fluid everywhere. The penetrating bullet grazed Zhuo Xiong's scalp before flying out, almost taking his life with it, just as he had barely escaped the spider web.

  Chao Zi thought Zhuo Xiong's idea was quite ridiculous, so he couldn't help but burst out laughing. However, this inadvertently made Cha Wenbin lose his temper. After realizing his mistake, Chao Zi apologized to both of them one after another, which finally calmed down Cha Wenbin's anger.

  Cha Wenbin bluntly said, "Chaozi, how can you never change your ways? This is a soul-gathering coffin, not as simple as you think. If you want to open this coffin, if things go wrong, someone will really die!"

  "What's a soul-gathering coffin?" Old Wang really hadn't heard of such a thing before.

  He pointed to the black mushroom and said, "Mushrooms on a coffin are originally a good thing, indicating that the feng shui here is not bad. A grave with spider webs is even more rare, it can protect future generations from being promoted and getting rich. But this mushroom is not ordinary, it has a name called 'Soul- capturing grass', it is born from the evil spirit of heaven and earth, it is the essence of the concentrated death position in feng shui. Wherever there is this thing, it must be extremely ominous."

  It is said that there is a kind of incense called "soul-capturing incense". I once heard my master say that if someone with ill intentions to harm others for wealth were to light a stick of this incense at your doorstep, the special fragrance it emits would be able to lure out one's soul.

  This incense is only effective on the living, and has no effect on the dead. Once a person smells this fragrance, their soul will leave their body to greedily inhale it, which is commonly known as "losing one's soul". Then, this person will suddenly become dizzy and disoriented, and soon after, they will die.

  Killing without shape, this fragrance has only appeared in some classical records, it is very rare, the difficulty lies in its raw material: "Soul-capturing grass".

  "Soul-capturing Grass" itself only has an attractive force on the soul, and cannot harm living people. Its effect is similar to that of "Soul-returning Incense", but it can recognize the souls of those who have died within a hundred miles and not gone down the Yellow Spring Road, instead rushing straight towards this Soul-capturing Grass. This thing's attractive force on the soul has already surpassed reincarnation, causing ghosts to lose their minds.

  But if it is ground into powder and burned, the smoke produced can take people's lives. However, this evil grass can only be born in places where heaven and earth are extremely fierce and murderous, so ordinary people cannot get it at all, because those who go to such places will die nine times out of ten."

  Chao Zi listened and wanted to climb up again, but was pressed down by Zha Wenbin's shoulder: "What do you want to do again?"

  "This rare treasure, if it doesn't get into one's own pocket, would be a pity. Who knows, maybe it can be sold for a good price later."

  "Want to die? Then go ahead. The摄魂草 may be harmless to us living people, but it grows on the聚魂棺. Do you want to wake up the master inside? And carrying that thing around isn't like inviting all the lonely ghosts and wild spirits to attach themselves to you?"

  "Are you saying there's a trick to this?" Chaozi was actually a bit intimidated by his words.

  "Wasn't it almost fatal for me to come here? This is a soul-gathering coffin, and this place was originally a dead spot, gathering the evil spirits of the world, extremely ominous! With the presence of Soul-Catching Grass, this place is equivalent to the Asura Hell, where countless ghosts wander. Generally speaking, even chaotic burial grounds look more peaceful than this place. What about those souls that were summoned? I suppose they've all been fed to the master inside."

  "Who needs to gather so many souls, there's only one possibility: the Ghost Path! It can be basically confirmed here that this is a Ghost Path dojo. Whoever occupies this tomb will own this dojo!"

  Old Wang seemed to have understood a bit, if the soul-grabbing grass was bait, then who was the real angler? There was nothing else here, only this giant coffin.

  He became somewhat timid and asked: "Then Wen Bin, shall we continue to open the coffin?"

  "Open it!" Cha Wenbin said firmly, "Even if it's used, we must blast it open. The Ghost Path is harmful to people, and using the method of gathering yin spirits to achieve cultivation purposes is simply disrupting the law of the three realms' reincarnation. As long as this thing exists, within a hundred miles, people who die will never be reborn!"

  "Really going to blow it up?" Chaozi asked, already calculating how much explosive would be needed to blast open the coffin without burying himself in the process, as explosions in underground spaces easily cause collapses.

  Cha Wenbin glanced at the Soul-snaring Grass. If the explosion turned it to ashes, they would undoubtedly be left behind as sacrifices. He changed his mind: "Let's go up first and take a look from that depression you mentioned. Maybe that's the entrance."

  "I'll go first then, I'm familiar with the situation inside." Chaozi was the first to want to leave.

  "No", Zha Wenbin said: "Let's go up together!"

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