"Do you want to take action? Then let's all stay here!" The person on the ground suddenly showed a fierce light, and for a moment the entire tomb was filled with dark wind. Countless soul flags emerged out of thin air, each flag having a ferocious skull head with its mouth wide open, pouncing towards Cha Wenbin.

  Cha Wenbin didn't dodge, and with a circular motion in the air, a green light suddenly burst forth from his body. An unparalleled righteous energy descended from the sky, causing that banner to tremble slightly. With an unchanged expression, he said: "Don't you think this little kid looks familiar?"

  "Who?" The person who was originally sitting with their eyes closed opened them upon hearing this, and two dark eye sockets immediately appeared, the eyeballs inside having long since gone who-knows-where.

  "What's the point of cultivating the Tao, when your five organs and six entrails have already rotted away, leaving only this stinky skin bag, what a pity." Zhang Wenbin sighed.

  The person sitting seemed to have been poked in the vital spot, and the muscles on his face twitched as he said: "It's not your turn to interfere, don't try to intimidate me with a little kid, none of you will be able to leave today!"

  Zha Wenbin waved his hand, and the three-legged toad seemed to understand the command. It let out a "ribbit" sound, and its two copper bell-sized eyeballs flew straight out, pressing perfectly into the dark eye sockets of the seated person. Because the toad's eyeballs were much larger than human eyes and bulged outward, the person now looked even more like a comical monster.

  "Golden Toad?" the man exclaimed, "Is it still alive too?"

  "He's dead," said Zha Wenbin. "This is his soul, he is the son of the sun, and after death, his soul was also sealed in this sun wheel to protect this little doll."

  The person sitting suddenly lifted their head, instantly falling into a stunned expression. The three-toed toad's big mouth opened wide, its long tongue sliding across the face of the seated person. The two eyeballs returned once again to their own sockets.

  A line of turbid tears flowed out from an eye socket without eyeballs, and Zhang Wenbin also slowly fell to the ground.

  "Who would have thought, haha, I'd end up like this too. Let's go, after you all leave, I'll destroy this place myself. It's all fate." The person sitting said with a cry and a laugh, then their body fell forward, stiffly lying back down in the coffin.

  Cha Wenbin walked to the front of the coffin, bent down and picked up a shiny object from it. The icy jade coffin slowly closed again...

  When Zha Wenbin woke up again, he was lying on the cold jade coffin. The coffin had lost its previous chill. He felt as if he had slept for a long time and even dreamed of his old partner, San Zu Chan.

  He opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by darkness, and he fumbled around until he found the flashlight that had fallen on the ground. After a few random presses, the tomb was lit up again. When the light shone onto the coffin, he clearly saw a white skeleton lying inside, with its face facing upwards.

  He picked up his own Seven-Star Sword, thinking that the demon was still inside. Cha Wenbin pushed the coffin lid again, and this time it opened smoothly like an ordinary coffin.

  Cha Wenbin raised his sword and charged at the white skeleton's heart, but just as the sword was about to pierce the green robe, he clearly saw a tear drop appear on the edge of the skeleton's eye socket.

  He hesitated. Some people cry after they die, but those tears are extremely bitter. According to their words, this is called regretful tears.

  "Alright, since you've come to your senses, I won't have to take a life. You can go in peace." He sheathed his sword and slowly pushed the coffin lid back into place, and finally, a tear fell.

  Everything on the ground was his, including the large seal, incense paper, candles, inkstone, and those things he used to do Buddhist rituals every day. He rearranged them one by one.

  He then took out two dry provisions from the already tattered eight trigrams bag and placed them in front of the coffin, lit a candle on one side, and inserted an incense stick in front of the coffin.

  The Supreme Decree, transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and demons, four births receive blessings; kneel before my altar, eight trigrams emit light, stand in Kan and emerge, transcend to another realm; decree salvation for the masses, urgently transcend, decree salvation for the masses, urgently transcend, the Supreme Old Lord urgently commands as if by law!

  After finishing a segment of the funeral dirge, Cha Wenbin looked at his own blood-stained robe with some self-mockery. He knew that reciting the incantation in this state was actually disrespecting the Three Pure Ones. According to Taoist rules, one should fast for three days and bathe before performing rituals, but there was no time for that now. He could only make do with his current state, and it would have to suffice as a way of sending him off.

  After finishing this matter, he prepared to take Chaozi and the others away. This place is now desolate and the geomancy has been destroyed by more than half. As long as they destroy that "soul-capturing grass" when they leave, it won't be long before it becomes a wasteland.

  Two houses made of the same materials, one with people living in it and the other without. The house with people is occasionally swept and tidied, and even after a hundred years, it can still stand firm in the wind and rain. But the house without anyone, with its doors tightly closed every day, will soon have its beams broken and the house collapsed.

  In a sunny house, this is the human spirit. As long as there is smoke and fire in a family, there will be human spirit, and the house will be strong and prosperous. Without human spirit, even a single beam will break early.

  The same is true for the yin house. Any tomb that has been entered by living people after being sealed will be tainted with yang energy, and before long, it will become a mess inside. This is also why many ancient tombs, when opened, still have shiny new burial objects inside for the first few days, but as soon as they are taken out and exposed to sunlight, they turn into dust. It's because these objects would rather be destroyed than let people take them away. Therefore, it's best not to casually display those antique items with unknown origins in your bedroom. Many burial objects have a very special relationship with the tomb owner when they were alive, and they also carry their resentment. If these objects are not properly handled, they will often bring disaster to people instead.

  Now Wen Bin encountered such a thing, next to the sun wheel on the ground, there was another object, and this object was not simple for anyone with discerning eyes, because it was another wheel.

  These two bronze wheel-shaped objects, in terms of size, shape, structure and material, are identical. What's more astonishing is that the extra wheel has a curved moon shape in the middle.

  He also didn't know where this bronze wheel came from. It was just placed side by side with the sun wheel behind him, and he only saw it when he was about to leave.

  When it came, there was absolutely nothing like this. Cha Wenbin picked up the moon wheel and weighed it in his palm, finding that its weight was almost the same as that of the sun wheel. These two things looked like they were made by the same person, but one was found in the Sichuan Basin, while the other suddenly appeared from the depths of the northern border mountains.

  Ancient designers paired objects, emphasizing a pair, such as dragon and phoenix. The sun and moon have been the most legendary places since ancient times, with a high frequency of appearance, but the regional span of these two is too large, could it be that there is some connection between here and Mount Taihang?

  Cha Wenbin looked back at the coffin, this sun wheel was fished out of a bronze coffin from Qifeng Mountain, so where did this moon wheel come from? However, no matter how he recalled, there was only an image of that person sitting up with his back to himself in his mind, and he had no impression of what happened next.

  There was another common feature on the two copper nodules, that is, they both had blood-colored stripes. These stripes seemed to be inlaid, rather than simply attached to the surface. Recalling the heavenly dog eating the moon phenomenon when the coffin was opened, Zhang Wenbin decided to take them all away. Since they were left here for him to pick up, he would just take them.

  "Wen Bin Ge." It was Zhu Xiong's voice, he looked up and saw that the two little guys had woken up at some point and were now walking towards him, supporting each other.

  "What's with the blood on you? What happened?" Chaozi asked anxiously.

  "Alright, let's go. You came from outside, now return to where you came from. They must be waiting anxiously for you out there."

  "Is this the place?" Zhuo Xiong saw the still lit incense and a pile of paper money in the distance.

  "It's nothing, let's just forget about this place and leave." The three of them supported each other as they walked towards the entrance they came in from. Cha Wenbin was the last one to go up, but at the moment his head poked into the hole, he retreated again, took another look at the coffin, only to see a figure standing on top of it, smiling at him with a face that looked exactly like his own, except for missing a pair of eyeballs...

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