Time: Winter of 1899.
[Location: A mass grave outside Luoyang City.]
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"Master, there are countless large tombs outside Luoyang City, yet you have to come to this small tomb. Aren't you afraid that you will lose everything?”
A little Daoist boy in a grayish-brown Daoist robe held a bronze lamp covered in rust. Under the dim light, the little Daoist's fair face and a pair of puzzled eyes were revealed.
"My dear disciple." The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes were filled with seriousness. He looked at his disciple kindly and sighed." Close your eyes first. No matter what you hear later, don't open your eyes. There might be an accident on this business trip today."”
"Master, why?"
A cold wind blew from the depths of the tomb, making the little Daoist shiver. He tightened his cotton jacket under his Daoist robe and looked at his master in confusion.
Although this small tomb did not look ordinary, with Master's powerful abilities, it was not difficult for him to subdue demons and devils. Why was he so afraid of this small tomb? This was really strange.
"I won't tell you, because the more I know, the faster I die. If anything happens to me, don't look for your Martial Uncles to take revenge for me, because they're an existence that they can't afford to offend.”
"Master, according to what you said, this place is really too dangerous. Why don't we go back?”
After hearing the middle-aged Taoist priest's words, Little Daoist Tong's heart could not help but beat a retreat, and a hint of panic appeared on his small face. Although he also liked those yellow and white things, compared to his own life, he would still choose the latter. Because no matter how much money one had, if one didn't have the life to enjoy it, everything would be like floating clouds.
"Do you think that the high-ranking official of the imperial court will let us go if we go out? Perhaps the moment we leave the tomb, those new soldiers will vent their bullets on us for free. If we go out, we will definitely die, but if we don't go out, we might still have a chance of survival.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest slowly pulled out the mahogany sword on his back. For some reason, the mahogany sword that was covered in wormholes was covered in a layer of pale blue flames under the dim light.
"Master!"
The little Daoist looked at his master in disbelief.
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled self-deprecatingly." Hehe, let's just compensate this time. After all, our employer is someone we can't afford to offend."”
Who asked him to be greedy? If it weren't for the fact that the ten thousand taels of silver were too much, he wouldn't have sneaked behind his brothers 'backs and brought his disciple to such a super ominous tomb that was even listed in the Daoist Canon.
Although this tomb was very small, the danger inside was not much worse than those big tombs. In fact, it was even more dangerous than those big tombs.
Over the past few hundred years, countless grave robbers had come here to show off their unique skills. However, only a few of them could make it out.
"Ah, Master, help!"
The little Daoist boy suddenly shouted loudly. The ancient bronze lamp in his hand swayed, and the dim flame seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw this scene, he was anxious. He quickly pulled the flustered young Taoist priest and reprimanded him sternly." Be careful. If the bronze lamp goes out, none of us can get out."”
"Master, I think I saw a piece of soil fall from the wall of the tomb over there.”The little Daoist boy carefully held the bronze lamp and jumped behind the middle-aged Taoist priest. His body kept trembling until he was like a sieve.。
"What a coward. Bring me the bronze lamp and let me see if it's a human or a ghost. I hope my luck isn't too bad.”The middle-aged Taoist priest took the bronze lamp from his disciple and slowly approached the wall of the tomb.
"Hey, what kind of monster is this? Quickly show your true form, or I will beat your soul into pieces and never reincarnate.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his sleeve, and three runes written in red cinnabar appeared in the void in front of him. They floated in the air with a mysterious power that ordinary people could not understand.
"Good luck, Master."
Seeing this scene, the little Daoist boy didn't find it strange. Instead, he clenched his fists and looked excitedly at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was casting a spell. He had completely forgotten that he was now in a gloomy tomb.
"Taoist priest, put away your three precious talismans. Don't waste them on a grave robber like me. Otherwise, you won't have anywhere to cry because I don't have the money to compensate you for your talismans.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the wall of the tomb, which seemed to be no different from steel, suddenly broke into a big black hole under the shocked eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest and the little Daoist boy. A slightly thin figure holding a small shovel with a dim light walked out from inside.
"Taoist priest, judging from your attire, you must be from Mount Longhu. But doesn't Mount Longhu claim to be an orthodox sect and disdain grave robbing? Why did you start to compete with Mount Mao for business?”The thin young man carried the small shovel on his shoulder, his eyes full of playfulness.
"Luoyang shovel? Grave Robber Family!"
After putting away the floating talisman, the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the small shovel in the skinny young man's hand with a shocked expression and gasped.
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