This is a newly built house.
Jian Fan's room was fully equipped with basic furniture, and the quilt had been replaced with new ones, but the only thing that annoyed Jian Fan was the cold air in the room.
She said nothing and took out a bunch of blue-grey bells from the small bag.
The green color on the surface showed that it was old.
But there is no such thing as a copper tongue in the middle of the bell.
In other words, this is a dumb bell.
Jian Fan hung it in front of the bed and lay on the bed.
Dinner in this small village is quite simple, but not shabby either.
Master Jian had a hearty meal, patting his belly and squinting in a daze.
In the middle of the night, the bronze bell beside Jian Fan's bed suddenly rang with a faint green light, and the ringing sound was endless.
Jian Fan opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were as bright as stars.
She was already wearing the work clothes.
She stood up quickly, jumped up, and jumped out of the window of the room on the second floor silently.
The moment she left, the magic bell "rang" It fell straight down with a loud sound, like a useless bell.
When Jian Fan ran all the way to the depths of the mountain forest, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and even the sound of the wind was cut off here.
The trees in this area are all dead, and the rows of dry tree trunks seem to be baring their teeth and claws, and a strong fishy smell is emitted from the soil.
Jian Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his yin and yang eyes finally opened.
Even in the darkness, they were as clear as day.
The lifeless land in front of us looks scary, but in fact it is not dangerous at all.
She took out her copper coin sword, walked slowly on Bagua steps, and stood under a huge dead tree.
The trunk of this tree cannot be hugged by ten people.
The withered bark is like an extremely wrinkled and hideous human face, locked by something, trying to pounce in the direction of Jian Fan.
"Dryad, no, it's impossible.
This tree's growth is really misleading."
Jian Fan circled the giant tree three times and finally stopped in front of the giant mouth.
The rich yin energy was thicker than the night, swirling in the dark tree hole, and a trace of life was lingering in front of the hole.
As soon as the Yin Qi comes close to being angry, it will make a "hissing" corrosive sound, just like a poisonous snake spitting out its poison, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Jian Fan looked at the weak but steady stream of anger, but ignored the thick rotten leaves on the ground.
He knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed three times toward the tree hole.
"This person didn't come to the underworld to report.
He was planning to never return home.
Even the underworld and the Yin and Yang Envoys at that time didn't notice the matter she suppressed."
Rong Nan finally stopped holding on to the wine glass and stared at the invisible place.
The tree hole at the bottom of the tree, I don’t know what I am thinking.
"Senior, this is a good trick, but this seal is almost useless.
It's a pity for this mountain range, which nourishes the evil spirits with its own vitality."
Jian Fan's fingers flexibly made hand gestures, and after a while, the person in front of the tree hole The anger became stronger, and the gloomy yin energy inside became blurred.
"Let's go back and take a look at the ancestral tomb tomorrow, and then go down to find out."
"Xiao Fanfan, I see that this brat is pretty good, and is slightly better than you.
As per the old rules, I will train you as a trainer, so I won't take any action."
Rong Nan followed Jian Fan back to the room after using the wind talisman.
He spoke with righteousness, and the white jade wine glass in his hand came back again.
The liquid inside was filled with a strong mist, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary product.
Jian Fan packed up the magic tools that he would use tomorrow and responded in a low voice.
He didn't seem to be in a high mood.
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She hung the dharma bell on the bedside again, took off her cassock, and actually lay down on the bed.
The bell cannot be shaken by human power.
What shook the bell tonight to lure them there was the anger.
What secrets did this small village have?
Jian Fan fell asleep thinking about it.
At this moment, Rong Nan appeared at her bedside.
His wine glass tilted, and a drop of liquid fell on Jian Fan's eyebrows, and disappeared after a while.
He lowered his chin slightly and looked down at Jian Fan in his sleep with a distorted look.
"Obviously this is not our jurisdiction, so you're looking for trouble, Xiao Fanfan.
Oh, that's all, I'm looking for trouble."
He checked Jian Fan's bag and strengthened the power of several of the magic weapons.
Then he went back to the underworld to correct official documents overnight.
The next day, Jian Fan went downstairs.
Qin Xizhi and others had no idea that this woman had gone out last night, and they greeted her with a smile.
After breakfast, Jian Fan, led by Qin Xizhi, went to their family's ancestral grave.
Qinshan is a rare "high mountain" in this plain in the north of Jiangsu Province.
The Qin family's ancestral tomb is built in an open area on the top of Qinshan Mountain.
It is sunny and surrounded by mountains and rivers.
It is an excellent place in Feng Shui.
But now there is no grass growing here, the land is somewhat deserted, and it is in a state of decline.
"This area was originally overgrown with weeds, but the grass and trees started to wither a few years ago.
We cleared out the dead grass and replanted plants, but nothing could survive."
Qin Xizhi stood in front of his ancestral grave, dust on his suit pants He explained to Jian Fan before he wiped it off after kneeling down.
"You guys leave first.
You are not allowed to enter this mountain from now on until I come out."
Jian Fan did not explain why.
Those who understand will know those things, and those who don't understand will not understand even if they are explained.
It would be better to pretend to be sophisticated, which would be more convincing.
Qin Xizhi responded, looked back at his ancestors, and led the people down the mountain.
He believes in Simplified Chinese and Traditional Chinese.
He can only believe in Simplified Chinese and Traditional Chinese.
"Ananda, this is a tomb within a tomb."
Jian Fan stood in front of the tomb, his robes shining slightly, "There is a hilltop between here and the place last night, and they are connected by the same energy vein."
"More than that.
I have built my own new tomb on top of my ancestor's tomb, so it can be somewhat shaded by my ancestors.
There is another tomb below, which should be a tomb within a tomb.
The tombs of these generations have all been built on top of other people's tombs.
It is conceivable that I know, your eyes are blind again."
Rong Nan easily picked up the collar of Jian Fan's cassock, as if he was carrying a little pet.
As soon as the scene in front of Jian Fan's eyes changed, they stood at the place where they had been tracked last night. .
Jian Fan casually glanced around and gave Rong Rong a big roll of her eyes.
She thought everything was done without Rong Rong knowing.
After calming down, Jian Fan angrily yelled at Rong Nan who was still carrying her, "I'm still angry, let's go down.
Anyway, I'm blind, so let's just break in."
Rong Nan waved his left hand towards the ground, and a dark crack opened in the ground.
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Faced with Jian Fan's confused eyes, Rong Yun shook her back and forth a few times, making her dizzy, "Idiot, you don't want to go down directly from that tree hole.
The yin energy there is so strong, you The game was over before I even got used to it once I entered."
As soon as they finished speaking, they appeared next to something that looked like a coffin.
The blue fire around Rong Nan shone brightly, and the surrounding area was very clear.
Jian Fan took a breath and curled his lips.
The tomb was filled with water except for the high ground where the coffin was.
According to what she saw along the way, there was no way the water in this area would be so serious.
As for the coffin on the side, it was already in a mess.
Only a few drops of corpse liquid seeped out from the bottom of the coffin and were still dripping into the water, making a "ticking" sound.
The tomb was filled with a putrid smell.
"This person seems to have been buried in a certain posture, and he was buried in an extremely hurry.
This family must be connected with the guy who hid deeper."
Jian Fan bowed to the coffin, and then knocked the light coffin away with a graceful palm.
Sure enough, after a dull sound, the coffin even fell into pieces, leaving only a bottom plate still dragging the bones.
There was a piece of sheepskin pressed on the left chest of the corpse.
Jian Fan didn't mind it, so he grabbed the sheepskin and shook the dust off.
The sheepskin was very dry, with only some dust on it.
When the dust was patted off, a talisman light flashed through.
As expected, Jian Fan took out a bottle of blood-colored liquid from his bag and poured a drop of it onto the sheepskin
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