Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Chapter 210 Weird Things Happen, the Master Comes Out

"Tap" "Tap"

The footsteps came from outside, gradually becoming clearer, from far to near.

Bai Yu and Lao Mo didn't even dare to breathe.

Encountered something strange.

Something is really coming!

The footsteps kept getting closer.

Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared near the door of Bai Yu's stone room.

Bai Yu clenched the suona in his hand, and Lao Mo arched his back.

He could feel that thing was just outside the room!

The ninth rule of the Burial Demon Iron Law: When encountering something strange, do not make a sound.

Time passed by minute by minute, and cold sweat flowed from Bai Yu's face.

Finally, the footsteps sounded again, gradually moving away.

Bai Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But his heart was still hanging.

The thing just stopped at the door of his room, which meant that he was likely to be targeted.

He gritted his teeth, and a sensing crystal appeared in his hand.

He had placed several photo stones outside before.

This sensing crystal can view the image of the photo stone in real time.

Bai Yu took a deep breath and checked the image of the photo stone.

In the hall, several demon burial soldiers were asleep.

There were two rows of dripping footprints in the corridor leading from the hall to the bedroom!

Every time the footsteps outside sounded, a watery footprint appeared out of thin air on the ground!

Bai Yu was shivering all over.

In the picture sent by the image stone, although the body of the thing could not be seen, there was definitely something.

Suddenly, the watery footprints on the ground changed direction and walked towards the nearest image stone.

The next moment, in the picture of the sensing crystal stone, only a pair of bright red embroidered shoes were seen!

Bai Yu was shocked and hurriedly turned off the sensing crystal stone.

It was silent outside, and Bai Yu's heart was hanging.

I don't know how long it took, but the footsteps sounded again, gradually moving away.

That night, Bai Yu and Lao Mo didn't dare to sleep at all.

He held the suona, and Lao Mo had a bunch of talismans on his body.

One person and one dog spent the night like this.

The next day, a cock crowed and woke up the entire demon burial tower. This was the sound of the tower spirit beast.

Bai Yu was relieved.

The cock crowed and the dangerous night was over.

Not long after, there was a noisy sound outside.

Bai Yu went out to check, but saw a group of demon burial soldiers arguing, and everyone had fear on their faces.

Bai Yu said in a deep voice:

"Did you hear it last night?"

The group of demon burial soldiers finally felt relieved when they saw Bai Yu.

With the foundation-building strongman, they were finally safer.

Lao Liu stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Lord Wuchang, all of us heard it last night."

"Not only did we hear it, you see the footprints on the ground, they haven't disappeared yet."

"Yesterday morning, the footprints disappeared."

Bai Yu found that the water marks and footprints on the ground were still clearly visible.

Especially at Bai Yu's door, under the shadow stone, and at Qing Feng's door, the three pairs of footprints were particularly obvious, all condensed into a ball of water.

Bai Yu's face changed slightly, and he threw out two exorcism talismans.

"Bang" "Bang"

The exorcism talisman exploded instantly, but the footprints on the ground did not change at all.

This is difficult!

At this moment, Qingfeng also came out.

He had two dark circles under his eyes and said impatiently:

"What are you arguing about? Why are you arguing so early in the morning?"

Bai Yu used the dragon-seeking and qi-seeking technique, but saw that Qingfeng's head was black.

Even the purple life luck turned into the color of charcoal.

Black, for the human race, represents death.

This Qingfeng is about to die.

Bai Yu looked at the others again, but found that the others were also black.

Everyone is facing a death!

Bai Yu took a breath and looked inward at his head.

Above his head, there was a red cloud of luck, which was much larger than that of the general early stage of foundation building.

But at this moment, his luck cloud was also stained with black.

Even Lao Mo's head was also covered by black clouds.

Death!

Everyone in the Xuanwu Tomb is facing a death.

Without saying anything, Bai Yu decisively took out the Demon Burial Order and sent out a distress signal.

When Qing Feng saw it, he shouted loudly:

"Wu Chang, what are you doing?"

Bai Yu said in a deep voice:

"Something strange has happened in the Xuanwu Tomb. It must be reported. Please ask Lord Bao and Lord Tiemian to come and deal with it."

Qing Feng didn't care.

He boasted that he had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he also had the treasures given by his ancestors to protect him. He was not afraid of the so-called weirdness at all.

And reporting a small matter, doesn't it show that he is incompetent?

"It's just a bunch of wet footprints. If Lord Bao is alarmed by this little thing, where can we put our face?"

"Wu Chang, withdraw the distress signal!"

Bai Yu not only did not withdraw it, but also sent it three times in a row.

When life and death are at stake, he doesn't care about face.

Any weird things related to demons should not be underestimated.

Qing Feng saw Bai Yu ignoring his orders, and he immediately became a little angry.

Bai Yu usually never confronted him head-on, but this time he completely ignored him, which made him feel challenged.

"I told you to withdraw, are you fucking deaf?"

He came up to take the Demon Burial Order.

Bai Yu said nothing and slapped him with his palm.

"Bang——"

Qing Feng was slapped and flew away.

He looked at his chest, then at Bai Yu, his eyes full of disbelief.

Bai Yu, who usually smiles and has no temper, dared to attack him!

Not only Qing Feng, but also those burial demon soldiers were stunned.

They couldn't understand why the burial demon envoy, who seemed to know only gambling, could slap Qing Feng away with one blow.

At this moment, Qing Feng felt that he had lost all his face and was furious.

"Fuck, if you dare to attack me, I will kill you!"

Without saying a word, he took out a talisman from his arms and was about to fight Bai Yu to the death.

Bai Yu was not afraid at all, and he raised the talisman sword to confront Qing Feng.

He said coldly:

"I am the Xuanwu burial demon envoy! Qing Feng, are you going to rebel?"

"Because of your stupidity, you want to drag everyone to be buried with you, I'm sorry I won't accompany you!"

Qing Feng didn't care and was about to activate the small tower talisman in his hand.

At this moment, a loud shout came from outside.

"What are you doing? Rebellion?"

But the day patrol envoy Iron Judge came in in a hurry.

A strong pressure came over him, directly suppressing the situation that was about to explode.

Even Qing Feng, who was usually arrogant and domineering, calmed down at this moment.

Judge Tie looked at Bai Yu and asked:

"Wu Chang, why did you send three distress signals in a row?"

Bai Yu said:

"Master Tie, strange things appeared in the Xuanwu Tomb, there were footsteps in the middle of the night, and wet footprints in the daytime, which seemed to be a magic weapon."

Bai Yu reported the matter and handed over the previous photo stone.

Judge Tie's expression became more solemn as he listened.

He arrived at Bai Yu's door, raised his hand, and a blazing silver thunder flew out, bombarding the wet footprint.

A chill came out of the footprint, supporting the blazing silver thunder, and the two were deadlocked.

It was not until a cup of tea passed and the cold air was exhausted that the footprint disappeared completely.

The blazing silver thunder was a fourth-level black thunder, but it almost couldn't deal with the footprint!

The Iron Judge took a deep breath:

"The situation is serious, even the Blazing Sun Silver Thunder can't handle it."

"We must ask the Grand Master to come!"

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