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Main Text Chapter 58 Old things, ancient Miao tricks (2)

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    The ancient bronze coffin was already very old, and under the bright moonlight, there was a faint layer of bleak light on it.

    When they approached the altar, the hundreds of lines on the ancient bronze coffin suddenly gurgled blood, pooling in the groove in the center of the coffin.

    The coffin lid suddenly opened and closed violently, and bursts of black evil energy visible to the naked eye burst out of the coffin and scattered in all directions.

    At a certain moment, the lid of the bronze coffin was suddenly lifted, and a terrifying and violent aura flew out of the coffin, sweeping all directions with a hurricane from nowhere.

    "Several brocade guards and shadow guards protected me tightly. Even though I tried my best to resist with formations, I could still smell the pungent rancid stench deeply." Shen Cong recalled what he saw back then, and subconsciously frowned.  eyebrow.

    It was also at that moment that the aura of the Shen family's royal blood became more intense.

    When the hurricane dissipated, the black air gathered in one place, and a figure could be vaguely seen being swept in by the black air.

    With a wave of the figure's hand, countless black cats rushed out from all sides, surrounding a group of brocade guards and shadow guards.

    But only did not surround him.

    "A member of the Shen family?" The figure landed in front of him, sized him up carefully, and suddenly smiled sullenly, "Alright, come and be my nourishment."

    The figure suddenly reached out to him and lifted him in the air.

    He could clearly feel that his vitality was usurped bit by bit by this guy.

    But he was powerless to resist, he could only watch helplessly as he was sucked into anger, and all the people accompanying him were strangled to death by the cat ghost.

    At that moment, he regretted it.

    He doesn't regret that he lost his life here, he regrets bringing them here and letting them die.

    "Your Highness, you are so cruel." After hearing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but sighed.

    Shen Cong was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and said slowly: "Blame me, I was reckless."

    "Then, how did His Highness escape from death?" Chen Xin asked again, remembering what Shen Cong had just said about the past.

    Shen Cong's eyes deepened.

    At that time, he was about to die, maybe it was because of the pity of the Longevity Heaven, somehow a spiritual wind came from the heaven and the earth, which activated the teleportation technique on his behalf, and directly sent his dying self to the Chang'an Palace.

    Now that I think about it carefully, the aura of that spiritual wind seems a little familiar?

    Every detail of the past gradually became clear, as if it was yesterday.

    Remembering the spiritual wind that saved him back then, Shen Cong suddenly took out the jade-faced keel fan, and lightly touched the void in front of him.

    Under Chen Xin's amazed eyes, the jade fan suddenly glowed with golden light, and the golden light turned into an eight trigrams pattern, and Ren Yufan manipulated the aura on it to perform deduction.

    This is an additional deduction technique developed by Shen Cong on the basis of the gossip deduction learned in his previous life.

    It also belongs to the category of gossip deduction, but the deduction is more accurate.

    The golden light spread out, slowly revealing some Sanskrit characters.

    Chen Xin leaned forward to look, and was dumbfounded.

    These Sanskrit characters are not the current languages ??of various countries, and they seem to be very old.

    "The Sanskrit script created by the immortal family in ancient times was used to record heavenly books and even heavenly secrets." After explaining, Shen Cong was stunned for a moment.

    The spiritual wind that saved him back then was the consciousness left by his mother?

    Shen Cong thought of the letter his mother had left for him again, and suddenly a bold guess emerged in his heart.

    Maybe the mother's soul is still alive after death, she just returned

    Her hometown is the northern desert.

    Shen Cong took a sudden step and walked out of the cave.

    By the way, Chen Xin was picked up.

    "Your Highness, where are you taking me?" Chen Xin struggled and followed his heart because of the fruitless struggle, and couldn't help asking with a sad face.

    "Miao Jiang, catch the demon."

    "Isn't it your Highness's business to catch monsters? I'm just a mortal, Your Highness." Chen Xin struggled harder.

    "You are familiar with the terrain of Miaojiang."

    "You are familiar with it, Your Highness."

    "Are there any thieves who know the way?" Shen Cong raised his eyebrows.

    Chen Xin: ""

    He silently gave up struggling.

    "Although I still have some things to do, but for His Royal Highness, I have risked my life, and I will go through fire and water!" With a long sigh, Chen Xin suddenly raised his head and chest, showing an appearance of being ready to die generously.

    Shen Cong let go of his hand suddenly, took out a pair of paper, ink, brush and inkstone and threw it over.

    "Draw a picture."

    Chen Xin was taken aback: "Huh?"

      "Draw a map of Miaojiang, and then let's go." Shen Cong opened his lips lightly.

    "Um, Your Highness, I can't get in touch with the person at the secret door right now, why don't I go with His Highness. My little injury is fine, and it won't drag His Highness down." Chen Xin threw away the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and immediately  grinning.

    He just remembered that the people at the secret door nearby were bombarded and killed by the following cat ghosts, and now he is alone and helpless, let alone leaving Miaojiang.

    Before Shen Cong appeared, he planned to find a hidden place that had been arranged long ago to hide and cultivate, and leave Miaojiang directly through the secret road after his injury improved.

    What ordinary people call the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit, as a well-known ghost thief, Chen Xin would not leave himself three or five retreats.

    "Really going?" Shen Cong's eyes were full of surprise.

    I thought this guy would leave immediately after hearing what he said, but he didn't go away.

    "Really."

    Shen Cong sacrificed a elixir and handed it to the former: "This is the Huiyuan elixir, which can repair your injuries. Can you return it?"

    Chen Xin: "" Is it too late to regret it now?

    Forget it, a gentleman can't chase after a word.

    He took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, then nodded firmly: "Go!"

    After Chen Xin recovered from his injuries, the two disguised themselves and sneaked into the village of Miaojiang. Under the guidance of the former, they began to search for cat ghosts.

    After checking four or five villages in a row, the two finally found traces of cat ghosts in an ancient village in Pian'an.

    At the gate of the ancient village, a dead towering pagoda tree stands facing north from south.

    On the tall branches, hang dozens of cat corpses that rotted to the point where only a pair of black lacquered leather bags and skeletons remained.

    A stench came out of his nostrils, making Chen Xin want to vomit.

    Shen Cong reached out and touched the former's sense of smell secretly, then looked at the cat's corpse.

    They are all Ding Xiang Yipin cat ghosts who are about to take shape.

    "You two, how can you be so disrespectful!" At that moment, a stern old voice suddenly came from the side.

    The two turned their heads and saw a white-haired old man holding a pear wood walking stick and glaring at them both.

    "Hurry up and apologize to the gods! Otherwise, the altar will be opened tonight, and the village head will sacrifice you two to heaven!" The old man bowed to the cat corpses three times, angrily shook his crutches, and his voice was stern.

    Shen Cong and Chen Xin looked at each other, and Qi Qi bowed three times to the cat corpse in the pagoda tree tree.

    "At midnight tonight, open the altar to offer sacrifices." The old man withdrew his cold gaze, put on a kind and pious face, nodded to the two of them, turned his head and staggered away.

    child time

    Looking at the old man's scrawny back, Shen Cong slightly raised his phoenix eyes.

    In this Miao Jiang, everyone he meets is lifeless and looks dead.
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