The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

"Buddha, I will not harm you." Ling Duan was silent for a long time before uttering a word with difficulty.

"I know, but about the mine, I won't give up! Go to sleep." Zhang Qishan patted Ling Duan on the back and closed his eyes.

Ling Duan closed his eyes and was quiet for a while, then got up and sent a piece of spiritual power into Zhang Qishan's body to help him fall into a deep sleep, while Ling Duan got up and leaned on the head of the bed thinking about something, staying up all night.

When Zhang Qishan kissed him, someone competed with him for control of his body. Although that person's soul seemed to be restricted and the intensity of the competition was very small, but Ling Duan's lungs were injured in order to protect Zhang Qishan during the day, and the spiritual power in his body could not continue to circulate , that person seemed to be aware of Ling Duan's weakness, and even when his mind was lost, he wanted to control his body instead of him.

"Who is it? The wronged soul under the tomb is the original owner of this body?"

"Senior brother said that he wanted to leave this body to Buddha. Could it be that the original owner of this body had a close relationship with Buddha? Could it be that the soul of the original owner was sealed in this body by senior brother?"

"After a hundred years, the Buddha will definitely return to the elder brother's body. What is the intention of the original owner to keep the Buddha for decades?"

Ling Duan kept thinking that the sky was bright, but he still had no idea, so he couldn't help being irritable.

"Are you awake? Still not asleep?" Zhang Qishan rubbed his eyes and leaned against Lingduan, his voice was still hoarse just after waking up.

"Buddha, do you know Ling Yue?" Ling Duan didn't know why he asked this question, maybe he had too many questions in his mind and couldn't find a breakthrough, so he went to the doctor in a hurry.

"I always feel a little familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it." Zhang Qishan looked at Lingduan suspiciously. Could it be that he was angry with him about what happened last night?

"If you insist on not letting go of the mine matter, let me investigate it." The senior brother sealed the memory of the Buddha. If the Buddha has no cultivation base in this life, he may not be able to recover his memory by himself, and it is impossible to solve his doubts.

Ling Duan thought about it, since his body change happened after he went to the mine, he will go back to the mine to have a look.

"Old eight..."

"Buddha, someone put a mask in your study just now." The butler happened to knock on the door, interrupting Zhang Qishan's words.

Zhang Qishan had no choice but to get up and change into casual clothes, and asked Ling Duan to wash up and have breakfast first.

After breakfast, Ling Duan rubbed his belly and sat down on the sofa in the living room, picked up the letter on the coffee table and opened it.

"Buddha, do you think this font is a bit like Han and Tang Dynasties?"

"Are you still in the mood to study calligraphy?"

"Second Master took great pains to change the font, of course I have to appreciate it."

Ling Duan had checked the letter with his spiritual sense, and there were two auras left on it, one was somewhat familiar, it should be the second master he met yesterday, and the other was relatively unfamiliar, it seemed that it should be the person who sent the letter.

"When did you become so familiar with Erye's handwriting?" Zhang Qishan leaned over and observed Ling Duan's expression closely. His eyes touched the slender wound on Ling Duan's lips, and the corners of his mouth curled into a small arc.

"This information records so many mines, and only the ancestors of the second master's family went down to investigate. Who else can write this information besides the second master."

Ling Duan shook his head and finished reading the information in his hand, then raised his head and gave Zhang Qishan a smug look.

"What's hidden under the mine?"

"This..." Ling Duan pinched his fingers pretendingly, and put on a bitter face, "I can't figure it out."

Zhang Qishan stretched out his hand and snorted Lingduan's hair, every time he saw this little fortune teller put on a bitter face, he wanted to ruffle his hair, and then pull him into his arms for a kiss.

"Go to the mine again. Before you go, go to the nearby area to find out the situation yourself." Zhang Qishan pointed his finger at Ling Duan's forehead, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden. "I know you are worried about my safety, let me let you move freely this time, okay?"

"Okay, I'll change my clothes and set off, and try to come back early."

Ever since Ling Duan got acquainted with Zhang Qishan, he hadn't been out much alone, this time he was suddenly on his way with no one around him to talk to, he was really not used to it.

Fortunately, after leaving Changsha City, he set up a concealment formation for himself, and then used his spiritual power to go on his way. He felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not too serious.

Lingduan arrived near the mine, found a remote cave, got into it and sat for a long time, first to adjust his state, in case he would fight with others later, second, to sort out the materials in the Qiankun Ring, and third, he was trying Talking to another soul in the body, he can't see his own sea of ​​consciousness temporarily with his cultivation base, and he can't be sure whether this soul is in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ling Duan tried to shout repeatedly in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he still couldn't people answer.

"If it is the wronged soul of the mine, it should respond when I come to the place where it died. Now it seems that the soul that competes with me for the body should be the original owner of this body. It is not an ordinary person to break through the restriction of the big brother."

Ling Duan shook his head, and put an end to the idea of ​​using the technique of exorcising souls. He has already occupied the magpie's nest, and it would be too unreasonable to drive out the master.

"I hope this person is acquainted, and don't mess with me at a critical moment."

Ling Duan sighed, took out his compass, fiddled with it a few times, and began to draw the outline of the entire mine and surrounding mountains.

"It's actually a human-shaped tomb. There are serial killing formations on the head and limbs, but it seems that it has been arranged for too long. Most of the formations have lost their spiritual power and are invalid. The formation, and the mine they explored last time is also covered in it, it seems that the treasure is probably inside this torso, which is the depth of the mine."

It took Ling Duan a while to destroy all the killing formations that were still in operation outside the mine. He wanted to break the formation above his torso, but he dared not use Li Mo now, and he couldn't fly with his sword. Fortunately, this formation is not aggressive, so it doesn't matter if you keep it. At most, the spiritual consciousness of a person in Lingduan is disturbed.

According to the aura contained in the formation, it seems that no cultivator has contaminated this place in the past hundred years. The hole has information about hair monsters.

Before leaving, Ling Duan spent some money to buy a barber from a village near the mine, and told him to go to the Qi Mansion in Changsha City to find him if there was any situation, and then Shi Shi ran back home.

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