Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 319: Thousand-year existence, grave-guarding beasts, whereabouts of new elves
After the riots ended and a day of rest, the much-anticipated final round of the Luotian Grand Ceremony finally began.

Yan Huan sat in the Lu family team, next to him were Lu Linglong and Yun, who was entrusted by Lu Jin to provide some information about the elves.

"Mr. Yan, I've already informed my hometown, and they welcome you to visit. As for the elves, perhaps there will be things you like in the newly opened ancient tombs." Yun turned his head and said.

"Tomb?"

Lu Linglong explained: "Mother Yun's lineage is a well-known Feng Shui master in the circle, so Yun's previous generation was also doing surveys of mountains and rivers, which naturally involved contact with ancient tombs."

Bang!

Yun held the heavy ruler in his hand horizontally between his legs.

Yan Huan knew that this measuring ruler was one of the legendary ancient magical weapons.

Its overall appearance is similar to that of a sword, with a handle and can be held in hand. The blade is similar to an iron ruler and does not have a fatal tip or blade. It is heavy but not as heavy as a mace or a whip. Its usage is similar to that of a sword, but simpler, mainly based on techniques such as blocking, chopping, stabbing, and whipping. It is relatively flexible to use and is convenient for blocking the opponent's weapon.

However, there is also a saying that the measuring stick is an instrument used by ancient Feng Shui practitioners for measurement.

Yun's mother's surname is Yang. It is said that her ancestors had a close connection with Yang Yunsong, the imperial teacher and master of feng shui during the reign of Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty.

"That's right. Feng Shui masters already have a difficult life in modern times. Fortunately, they sought cooperation with the country in the end and managed to preserve their lineage." Yun sighed slightly.

Lu Linglong rolled her eyes at the masked man and spread her hands, saying, "Mr. Yun, you are talking nonsense again!"

"Don't the wealthy people nowadays need you to predict the geomancy in order to protect their wealth?"

"My great grandfather told me that your family is quite wealthy, hehe..."

Yun put his fist against his mask and coughed a few times.

"Ahem, I'm talking about the situation in the circle. People nowadays are willing to do anything for money. Look at the existing ancient tombs. They are all well-protected on the surface, but in fact they have been hollowed out long ago."

"Some new ancient tombs have been discovered, so naturally we need people to fight against the tomb robbers. In addition, there are also many foreign forces infiltrating. We can't let them go easily if they covet national treasures, right? So my mother's side also suffered heavy casualties..."

Yan Huan nodded thoughtfully and asked, "If it is an elf, then who is in the ancient tomb?"

Yun put away the measuring ruler and explained, "My mother usually calls it a tomb-guarding beast or a ghost. Of course, those are all legendary things."

"But there is indeed a murderous tomb recently, which has made my grandfather very anxious..."

Yan Huan blinked with interest: "I wonder if you can elaborate on this?"

The elders in the family agreed to Yan Huan's invitation, so Na Yun naturally would not keep anything to himself and told them everything he knew in detail.

It was a newly discovered tomb in a remote village in Hebei Province. It was very old and its scale could not be underestimated.

When it was discovered, the structure of the tomb was already riddled with holes, with traces of multiple excavations left behind, with holes dug here and there like a honeycomb.

According to the results of the investigation by the Yang family, this ancient tomb has experienced at least hundreds of thefts in different eras. Even in modern times, many tomb robbers have tried to use explosives to blow up the tomb and steal the treasures.

The strange thing happened half a month ago. The sky over the place called Xiaojun Village was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain fell all over the sky for seven days, even triggering a mountain torrent.

With the efforts of all parties, the flood was quelled, but the mountain water did not stop flowing, and continued to flow down the back mountain.

The crops fields were facing the pond again. The villagers cried out to heaven and earth for help, but no one helped. The excavators responsible for digging the ditches came, but they kept getting stuck in the quagmire for unknown reasons and could not get out.

After Yun's mother took over completely, the water was diverted. But something unexpected happened. The bottom of the pool, which had been filled with sediment for many days, was actually littered with corpses, all of whom were former tomb robbers.

"My grandfather told me that the bodies and bones washed out by the water numbered about eighty people..."

"It felt like the evil tomb couldn't swallow any more, so it just used the heavy rain to clean out the residue in its stomach." Lu Linglong couldn't help but shudder when she heard this.

Yan Huan asked again: "Can the origin of the ancient tomb be determined? Can the identity of the tomb owner be determined?"

"It cannot be confirmed for now. My family members have different opinions, but judging from the structure of the tomb, it seems to retain the architectural style of the late Eastern Han Dynasty."

After listening to Yun's statement, Yan Huan's heart trembled.

Eastern Han Dynasty
What a familiar word!

"Did your mother find anything else?" Yan Huan couldn't wait to ask.

"No, to be honest, the evil tomb itself will not eat people. What my mother and grandfather are afraid of is the tomb-guarding beasts in the tomb." Yun explained. As for the tomb-guarding beasts, they are legends that have not been seen for hundreds of years. Who knows the true appearance of the things inside.

Taking into account the countless corpses in the tomb and the traces of excavation in successive dynasties, the Yang family made a bold guess that the treasure in the tomb had not been stolen yet, otherwise it would not have attracted so many tomb robbers to take the risk.

Yan Huan smiled after hearing this.

This speculation is very interesting. If a tomb has been dug for a thousand years without being robbed, the most reasonable explanation is that there is an existence that has protected it for a thousand years.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Huan made a stop gesture.

"Speaking of which, your mother agreed so readily. Besides Mr. Lu's face, I'm afraid it's also because they lack some combat power, right?"

"Hehehe..." Yun smiled awkwardly, sweating profusely under the mask.

"It's the best of both worlds! In ancient times, tomb sacrifices were mostly performed with witchcraft. When it comes to witchcraft, who in the world can compare to you? We are working together and each of us gets what we need."

"Whatever." Yan Huan glanced at Yun.

A thousand-year-old grave-guarding beast?

Fortunately, after thousands of years of existence, he has quite a few on him. During this trip to Hebei, even if he doesn't find spirits like the Eight Fraudulent Gods, they will still be big enough to be considered significant.

"Please send me the location and I'll go there right away." Yan Huan took out his mobile phone, opened the QR code interface and handed it over.

Yun was stunned and looked towards the venue. The Yin and Yang thunder methods collided, creating endless flashes of lightning.

"Are you leaving now? You don't want to finish watching the game?"

Yan Huan looked down at the audience, and the only thing that surprised him was that Zhang Lingyu had reconciled with the Three Corpses so early on.

"It's just a small fight, there's no point, the winner will be decided soon."

Forehead···

Yun was speechless, thinking to himself, "The competition for the successor to the Heavenly Master is only a small matter in your eyes. Moreover, this competition involves a 'Tongtian Lu' and a 'Qi Body Origin' that no one has ever seen."

"Hey!" Lu Linglong blinked her clear eyes, "The result is clear now. Tell me quickly, who will win between the two of them?"

"I've put a whole month's living expenses on Zhang Lingyu!"

In the arena, Zhang Lingyu was protected all over by sticky Yin thunder, but he had taken the magic pill in the morning, and the trajectory of the Qi in his body was now disrupted.

Yan Huan retracted his gaze and patted Lu Linglong on the shoulder: "As for money, find someone to borrow some in advance."

Magic pill, magic pill, even a god would have to finish it.

(End of this chapter)