Chapter 2236 Treasure Hunting Mouse

Ling Tian checked his storage bag. There were indeed a lot of healing pills in it. After selecting a few, Ling Tian sat down on the ground.

His body was already dirty, and with all kinds of blood on it, to outsiders at this time, Ling Tian might be more hideous than a beggar who hadn't bathed for ten or eight years.

Ling Tian didn't bother to take off his clothes. Naturally, he still had spare clothes in his storage bag, but in this environment, wearing a hand-made and natural clothes made by a master was not as good as a pair of clothes. A sturdy and durable work clothes for migrant workers.

Ling Tian's eyes fell on the storage bag of the ancestor of the He family, and he casually erased the consciousness on it.

If the ancestor of the He family had not died, it would be difficult for Ling Tian to erase the divine consciousness at the peak of the Dan Condensation Realm. But now, with his body and soul gone, he will not cause any trouble to Ling Tian at all.

"Hey, this ancestor of the He family is actually so rich?"

Ling Tian's eyes widened and he took a breath of cold air. There were hundreds of spiritual stones neatly placed in the storage bag, as well as elixirs that were at least hundreds of years old, such as wild ginseng. , Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal materials were also placed aside.

The number of elixirs is very small. The eight major families don't know how to refine elixirs at all, so real elixirs are quite rare for them. Only when they pay tribute every year, the hidden sect will reward them with some elixirs.

"Could it be that the Hidden World Sect has become so rich that it can't even use up the spiritual stones of the eight major families under it? No, the old man told me clearly that the spiritual stones now are extremely rare and have been mined by people in ancient times. Most of the spirit stones now are low-quality spirit veins that the ancient warriors looked down on. How could the ancestor of the He family have so many spirit stones?"

Ling Tian was puzzled and finally shook his head, putting this doubt in his heart.

Afterwards, Ling Tian happily opened the beast control bag.

How did Ling Tian know that the ancestors of the He family had privately withheld the offerings that should have been paid this year? In addition, over the years, they had collected resources for the hidden sect, and of course they had to withhold them. For decades, After hundreds of years of accumulation, there are actually not many of these things.

The ancestor of the He family originally had a good plan to obtain the inheritance of Huainan King Liu An, and then immediately lay dormant until the He family was almost done in cultivation before reborn. It can be said that almost half of the He family's wealth is in his storage bag. middle.

As for the other half, the ancestor of the He family naturally understood that eggs should not be put in one basket. He considered the possibility of failure early and arranged for He Bin and some juniors of the He family to hide the other half of their wealth in Unknown places.

Ling Tian's consciousness entered the beast control bag and immediately saw the legendary treasure-hunting rat.

The treasure hunter mouse is different from those ordinary mice. Its whole body is red. This red color seems to be crystal clear, which is quite pleasing to the eye. The most bizarre thing is that there is not a single rat hair on its body, and the dirty and wretched rat appearance is not visible at all on its body, but it adds a bit of cuteness and cuteness.

As soon as Ling Tian's consciousness entered, the treasure-hunting rat started squeaking, as if it was saying something.

Of course Ling Tian does not understand the language of animals. Even if he is an ancient warrior, he cannot be omnipotent. But Ling Tian also has his own methods.

It turned out that the mark of the ancestor of the He family had dissipated when he died, so Ling Tian couldn't wait to use the Spirit Control Technique.

This is a technique that is very common among real ancient warriors, because in ancient times, humankind's survival was difficult. Some sages of ancient warriors tried their best to increase the strength of the human race, and naturally their eyes were directed at the wild beasts that spread all over the earth.

The Spirit Control Technique came into being. Later, in order to show that they were different, ancient warriors used jackals, tigers and leopards as mounts. Of course, this technique became widely spread.

Ling Tian carefully performed the magic technique. The soul of the treasure hunter rat was very weak. After a few breaths, Ling Tian succeeded.

A vague connection connected him with the treasure hunter. From the treasure hunter's fluttering black eyes like gems, Ling Tian saw a strong attachment.

"Zhizhi..."

Ling Tian understood this time. It turned out that the treasure hunter was a little hungry.

He casually threw a spiritual stone into the treasure-hunting rat's bag. The little eyes of the treasure-hunting rat showed a look of surprise, and he began to chew. The treasure-hunting rat was about half the size of an adult's palm, and its small paws held a fist-sized piece. The spirit stone was devouring the spirit stone at an alarming speed. In just a dozen breaths, the spirit stone was completely eaten away.

What surprised Ling Tian was that after eating so much, the treasure hunter's belly didn't change at all. It seems that the color on his body is just darker.

"Zhizhi..."

The treasure-hunting mouse got out of the beast-controlling bag on its own. Because of the spirit-controlling technique, it could now enter and exit the beast-controlling bag freely.

Of course, Ling Tian was not worried that it would escape because of this.

Happy time is always short-lived. The sounds around him have become clearer and clearer. Ling Tian took a deep breath. It seems that he can only play "hide and seek" with these people.

At this time, Ling Tian was really not in a position to take action.

Relying on his keen hearing, Ling Tian was confident that he could avoid everyone's tracking.

Suddenly, the treasure-hunting rat climbed onto Ling Tian's shoulder. The little guy sniffed Ling Tian's body, and then slipped into Ling Tian's storage bag, squeaking non-stop.

Through the induction of his spiritual sense, Ling Tian knew that this was the treasure-hunting rat's intention to let him swallow this bottle of elixir, but the words "highly toxic" were written on the top of the elixir.

There was no time to think about why the treasure-hunting rat could enter the storage bag without any problems. Perhaps this was also the special racial talent of the treasure-hunting rat. Ling Tian opened the bottle of elixir and smelled it gently. He thought that the treasure-hunting rat would not do useless work.

As soon as the stopper of the porcelain bottle was opened, a refreshing fragrance came from it, and Ling Tian felt that his injuries had healed a lot.

Before he could think about it, Ling Tian immediately swallowed the elixir.

In his heart, he couldn't help but criticize the old ancestor of the He family. Since there was such a heaven-defying elixir, if he had taken it just now, he would probably have a hard time getting it.

How could he know how precious this elixir was?

Even if it is placed in the major hidden sects, there are only one or two treasures in existence. There are other reasons why the ancestor of the He family was able to obtain it, which will not be mentioned here for the time being.

After a few breaths, Ling Tian felt that his injuries had healed for the most part, and the nearest visitor was not far away.

Ling Tian snorted in his heart. Even if he recovered from his injuries, Ling Tian did not want to take action for the time being. One person is easy to deal with, and Ling Tian did not take two people seriously. However, if the disciples of the He family swarmed in, it would be a troublesome thing.

After a little calculation in his mind, the time of falling just now was about a few hundred meters deep. Coupled with the weirdness of the Huainan King's Tomb, it was not an ideal way out.

At this time, Ling Tian had the intention to leave.

No matter how magical the treasures in the Huainan King's Tomb were, compared with the risks, it was still a loss.

The old man taught Ling Tian to restrain his desires and not let desires blind his eyes. The result of greed may very likely be the destruction of one's own life.

Suddenly, Ling Tian remembered the teacher who taught him to identify antiques. He once said that the craftsmen who built the royal tombs of the past dynasties often worried that the rulers would kill them and silence them, so they would leave a way out for themselves.

This way out, which was so hidden that it was only circulated in a small circle, was in the tomb of the sacrificed person.

The reason why this tomb robber knew it was because many such craftsmen, jealous of the burial objects in the tomb, turned back and started to do the work of tomb robbers.

Ling Tian's heart moved, and he immediately began to check this tomb.

There was no mechanism on the wall. Ling Tian was a little disappointed. He immediately leaned down again, and the fighting spirit filled his palms to sense whether there were any hollow bones under these bones.

Unfortunately, what disappointed Ling Tian was that this tomb did not have the so-called way out.

Ling Tian immediately flashed towards the tomb he came from, but there was still no way out in the next one. When he came to the tomb he just landed, Ling Tian's eyes lit up obviously.

Because this tomb was actually slightly different from the other tombs. First of all, the skeleton seems to be missing one-third.

It may not seem obvious at first glance, but there is a way to it if you think about it carefully.

The number of people buried alive is strictly regulated, and it will not be too many or too few. After all, the number of intruders was a minority, so the number of skeletons in other tombs was almost the same. But the number here was obviously one level less.

Ling Tian's fighting spirit condensed under his palm, and sure enough, under the nearly three-meter-high dust composed of skeletons, there was an empty echo.

At this time, the voices of those people were getting closer and closer, and Ling Tian had heard a dull knocking sound from the earth wall on the other side of the place where he killed the ancestor of the He family.

Ling Tian immediately took out the tools that had been prepared long ago from the storage bag, and dug down in a few seconds. Sure enough, a deep underground passage appeared in front of Ling Tian.

Ling Tian jumped down immediately without any hesitation.

When he went down, he had not forgotten to cover up his traces again.

As for those disciples of the He family, they might mistakenly think that they had died in the self-explosion.

Ling Tian looked at the dark environment around him and sighed secretly. Fortunately, Yu Qing was not here, otherwise, with his knowledge, the two of them would inevitably fall out with each other on the treasure-hunting rat.

Holding the ancient broadsword in his hand, Ling Tian moved forward cautiously. After all, this was in an ancient tomb, and all kinds of messy things might appear. Although Ling Tian was confident in his own strength, he still had to be careful. Even the strongest people could lose their lives, not to mention that he was not sure whether he was the strongest.

Carefully identifying the direction, Ling Tian had to sigh at the wisdom of the ancients, but it was also painful. An ancient tomb was so big, isn't this a pitfall for the descendants of the tomb owner? When they come to worship, they can only worship in front of the tomb door, while the body is in the deep tomb chamber. What if they can't receive the worship of the descendants? That would be a waste of tribute.

In such a large ancient tomb, people can't tell the way. Those people are not afraid that their souls will not be able to get out after they die.

Ling Tian kept complaining in a low voice, and all kinds of vicious words kept flying out of his mouth.

Looking at the water flow in front of him, Ling Tian muttered to himself, how could there be water here, groundwater?

Ling Tian slowly bent down to see if the water was poisonous. If it was not, he would not take a detour and wade directly through the water.

"Splash..."

A fat figure jumped out of the water and pounced on Ling Tian fiercely.

Ling Tian retreated in a hurry before he could see what the guy was. Looking at the water stains on his body, Ling Tian was furious. This guy actually scared him. Isn't this looking for death? Why didn't he come out earlier or later, but jumped out when he was close to the pool to scare him.

Ling Tian came to his senses and hurriedly looked at what attacked him.

The thing that came out of the water didn't give Ling Tian time to think at all, and quickly pounced on Ling Tian.

Ling Tian blocked the attack of the thing with a knife, and finally saw clearly that it was a fat man, a dead fat man.

This made Ling Tian very confused. Although he rarely did things related to tomb robbing, people with a little common sense knew that zongzi were generally dry, so how could such a fat zongzi appear?

It seems that there will be fun this time, and there are even "big zongzi".

Let alone the living, if he couldn't even tell the living from the dead, how could Ling Tian survive? The fat man didn't breathe at all, his chest didn't rise or fall, and even his skin was soaked and rotten. He looked like a corpse that had been left for a long time. He just didn't know why he was so fat. Was it because he was soaked in water and swollen?

After looking at the fat man, Ling Tian quickly drew his sword and retreated. It must be said that the fat man's attack power was not bad. The fight just now made Ling Tian's hands a little numb.

The fat man roared madly and pounced on Ling Tian again. In fact, this kind of enemy who is not afraid of death and has no consciousness and only knows how to attack is the most terrifying, because their attacks will not calculate the consequences, and even people with good cultivation have to consider the consequences of their injuries when fighting.

Ling Tian looked at the guy rushing towards him, squatted down suddenly, and stabbed the big knife in his hand directly into the guy's stomach. A light yellow liquid with a pungent smell flowed out of the wound, almost making Ling Tian faint.

Ling Tian quickly twitched his knife and left the spot in an instant. If he stayed there, he would probably be suffocated.

Seeing the fat man who was still full of energy, Ling Tian was more certain that this guy was not a human, at least not a living person. If an ordinary person was stabbed with such a knife, even if he didn't die, he would lie on the ground and couldn't get up. How could he fight so vigorously?

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