Inside the cave, the wailing voices were endless, even in the underworld, Yan Wang Ye, who was dozing off, suddenly woke up with a start.

  Yin was beheaded by a Taoist priest, which is also the first time since Pangu created heaven and earth. The word "shock anger" is used to describe that group of people in power, which is more suitable than anything else.

  In the three realms, the gods have been enjoying the worship of mortals for a long time. When they are happy, they grant you some blessings; when they are unhappy, they bring down a disaster. The old masters in the underworld are the ones that no one dares to provoke. Controlling death is the greatest power, and every year's incense, candles, paper money, and ingots fill this gloomy world with the smell of copper, also making these masters who hold the power over life and death look down on mortals.

  In their world, how could gods possibly make mistakes? It's the mortals who make mistakes. What happens when mortals make mistakes? Of course, there are all sorts of heavenly laws to deal with you.

  Zha Wenbin knelt on the ground, his eyes red, and the fist that had been skinned still dripping with blood. No one dared to go forward to help him up, nor did anyone dare to come forward to persuade him, he stood alone in the world. Zha Wenbin, worthy of being a generation's leader!

  It was unclear whether it was sweat or blood that flowed from his cheeks to his chin, and with a "drip" sound, another bat flew out of the cave in extreme terror.

  Panting heavily, with a dazed look in his eyes, Cha Wenbin spoke word by word: "Since heaven and earth are not benevolent, treating all things as straw dogs! Why should I respect heaven and follow the earth? Only trample on the weeds and tread on their heads!"

  A man has tears, but doesn't shed them easily. It's just that he hasn't reached the point of heartbreak yet! Tears aren't a synonym for weakness; a real man's tears are a kind of baptism by fire after narrowly escaping death.

  Heavenly Father, since you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

  As he walked out of the cave, he gazed into the distance at the dark clouds rolling in, as if they concealed infinite energy, about to tear this mortal who dared challenge the heavens to shreds. Zhang Wenbin drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, then turned around and let out a long laugh: "Hahahaha, before my life force is exhausted, what can you do to me? Damn the heavenly way, I spit on it!" A mouthful of saliva was fiercely spat onto the ground, as this man turned around laughing and entered the cave, leaving behind only a slanted shadow. The dark clouds could only vent their frustration with lightning, a heroic aura, so free and easy!

  Seeing Wen Bin return, several people cautiously asked: "Brother Wen Bin, are you okay?"

  Cha Wenbin patted the shoulder of Da Shan, then helped Zhuo Xiong tidy up his clothes. He looked at Chao Zi and said: "It's nothing, just got rid of a troublemaker. If you follow me in the future, there will be many dangers. After this is over, I think I'll travel alone, and you're all grown up, it's time to start a family and career. Don't always follow an old Taoist like me, it's not proper, which girl would look up to you?"

  As soon as the words came out, those two brothers were anxious to argue, but they were interrupted by Cha Wenbin: "I've caused trouble and can't avoid it, nor do I want to. I just don't want to drag others down with me anymore. Some things started because of me, and should end because of me too. That house, you can either live in it or lock the door. If I can come back after three years, that's best. But if no one appears even after three years have passed, remember to build a mound for me by Master's grave. Don't ask questions, don't go looking, just living well is the best way to repay me."

  Chaozi wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Zhuo Xiong. At this time, he understood that no matter what they said, Cha Wenbin had already made up his mind. If he could be easily swayed, then Cha Wenbin would not be Cha Wenbin.

  The chest injury, just inexplicably healed seven or eight tenths, but they didn't notice a detail, Zha Wenbin's left hand deliberately stretched into his pocket. When gaining power, some price must be paid, silently picking up the soul-destroying nails on the ground. These magical instruments that shouldn't exist in the mortal world, how could they be used by ordinary people?

  The Seven Stars Sword no longer had the majestic and upright aura of its former days. On the sword's body, where the seven stars were originally engraved in a line, some black threads had appeared. Those threads crisscrossed each other, but upon closer inspection, they didn't seem to be cracks on the sword's surface; rather, it was as if they had been embedded during the sword's casting process. Upon further comparison, although those patterns were complex, they weren't chaotic. If one took out the Soul-Extinguishing Nail for a look, everything would become clear.

  A sword forged with blood is a real sword. The owner of this sword probably didn't expect that someone would use the ghost seal method to leave a mark on the sword with blood today. From now on, there will be one less Taoist artifact passed down for thousands of years, and one more soul-destroying sword that makes gods and ghosts wail!

  "Let's go in. It's getting late, let's try to get everyone out of the mountain before dawn."

  Further inside, the bat dung became less and less, but on the contrary, human bones gradually increased. Every few meters, you can see the traces of white bones. Among them, a skeleton still had some tattered cloth that had not yet rotted away, curled up on the ground. Looking at the fabric and style of the clothes, Chaozi said it should be from the mid-Ming Dynasty.

  Under some of the white bones, they also found some coins, including those from the Tang Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, and even earlier ones that could be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty, because the coins were inscribed with "Guangxu Yuanbao".

  These people came from completely different dynasties, with a time span that transcended common sense. The most important discovery was the body that found Guangxu Yuanbao, because there was something next to him that caught the attention of the master, and that thing had a loud name: Luoyang Shovel!

  "Damn it, this guy is a grave robber. Didn't expect him to die here. Honestly, this place looks like it's been abandoned for ages, can't believe there's still treasure inside."

  Zha Wenbin didn't even bother to look at him straight in the eye, in his eyes, grave robbers deserved to die. Since ancient times, the dead have been revered as great, what kind of hatred would drive someone to dig up their ancestors' graves?

  "Men die for wealth, birds perish for food; if it weren't for greed, how would they fall into the path?"

  "Super Child stroked his chin and said: 'Hmph, look at this kid, the equipment is quite good, looks like a veteran, how did he end up falling here?'"

  Cha Wenbin stared at the ground for a while before suddenly asking: "In your opinion, Chaozi, aren't these people all grave robbers?"

  "It shouldn't be wrong." Chaozi replied, he who had been excavating for many years, had also encountered tomb raiders in some tombs. How to distinguish between tomb raiders and burial companions was simple. In order not to disturb the deceased after death, burial companions generally adopted live burial or direct killing methods, and their clothes were also dressed with dignity. Looking at these people again, there were no scars on their bodies, their clothes were tattered, and the tools beside them explained everything.

  In a tomb, there were corpses of different ages, most of which had been looted multiple times but none succeeded. This is quite common in some ancient tombs. The only thing was that those chambers often had mechanisms like crossbows or quicksand, and some even had oil fires. These people's bodies did not have any obvious fractures, so Chu Zi was puzzled and asked: "How did these guys die?"

  "Everyone here is trapped to death. Ghosts don't have direct lethal power because they don't have a physical body, unlike zombies. They can only control people's minds. Many people who encounter evil spirits are scared to death, some are trapped to death, and others are hooked by the soul and die of illness. These people, who can enter this cave, must not be in bad health or too timid. Have you noticed that until this person, there has been almost a hundred years without anyone entering the cave again, until that Afu? I think this is also related to the historical discontinuity of the village below. According to my inference, there must be a legend about treasure here, and tomb robbers are most sensitive to funeral objects. Now that I see these people, I somewhat understand why the coffin lid would roll down the mountain - if no news comes out, how can they lure people into a trap?"

  Chaozi rubbed his head and thought carefully, still feeling that something was off: "It can't be right, that old ghost wouldn't smash his own coffin just to lure us in, would he? Who would lure people to rob a grave? If they encountered an expert, wouldn't it be a case of losing the wife and folding the army? Besides, if he knew he had lured you here, wouldn't he be so regretful that his intestines would turn green?"

  Zha Wenbin smiled and said: "That can't be said for sure, the times are different now. In the past, it might have been someone coming to rob a tomb and losing their life. Now, however, it's someone using these ghosts to rob tombs."

  "Who is so fierce?"

  "Human beings, what can be more terrifying than human beings? For the sake of money, too many people are willing to sacrifice their lives and dignity."

  Chaozi seemed to have understood something, pulled out the dagger from between his legs and laughed: "Whether it's a human or a ghost, didn't the old man say that fighting against heaven, fighting against earth, fighting against humans, is endless joy? Haha, then let's just find some fun for ourselves."

  Cha Wenbin put away those things and smiled: "Not far, it shouldn't be more than 50 meters. You all be careful, don't underestimate anyone."

  Not far away, a figure flashed quietly into the darkness...

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