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When they reached the long corridor, they heard a loud rumble from behind them. The tomb collapsed, and a huge shockwave rolled over, bringing with it dust. Hong Kun, the ghost head, and the large white corpse were thrown onto the ground.

The structure of the tomb was one with the long, adobe corridor. The collapse of the tomb caused a chain reaction, and the corridor began to collapse from the inside out like a domino. The soil that had collapsed around Hong Kun and the ghost head covered its legs. The large white corpse jumped, grabbed Hong Kun with one hand and the ghost head with the other, and dragged the two people out of the corridor like two bags of flour.

As soon as they ran out of the corridor, a huge wave of air rushed over, sending them more than a dozen meters away. The entire corridor was blocked by the falling mud.

Outside of the cave was a horizontal cave. The continuous collapse did not involve this cave. Hong Kun and the ghost head were riddled with injuries. They collapsed on the ground, no longer able to get up. As Hong Kun looked at its back, he felt that its back was very familiar, but he could not recall it at the moment. His head was pounding, and his entire body was in excruciating pain, and he thought to himself, if this large corpse were to attack right now, they would definitely not be able to fight back.

At this moment, the large white corpse turned around and smiled at Hong Kun. He was so scared that he nearly peed his pants.

"Constable Jiang?" "Heavens, you're Constable Jiang?" Hong Kun did not dare to believe his eyes. He had thought that he had truly encountered a ghost this time around.

"Hong Kun, we meet again. This is all thanks to you entering the tomb chamber. Otherwise, I would not know how long I would have been in the mud coffin. It is truly dark without daylight."

Hong Kun recognized Constable Jiang's voice. He thought to himself, 'Could this ghost be able to sound so similar?' He blinked his eyes with all his might, and indeed, it was Jiang Bufan sitting in front of him. He was worried, and touched Jiang Bufan's hand again. His hand was warm, and Hong Kun was sure that the person in front of him was a real person, and his superior, Constable Jiang.

The ghost head also recognized Jiang Bufan, so he came over and asked curiously, "Constable Jiang, why are you in a muddy coffin, and how did you become a white corpse?"

"I can't finish my sentence, I was standing on the eight trigrams wheel and entered a black vortex. The black vortex was like water, yet not like water, yet not like air, and it wrapped around me, causing me to be unable to resist the vortex and brought to this tomb chamber. At that time, there were only two muddy coffins in this tomb chamber, and later on, there was a stone niche and a blue jade bead. Inside a mud coffin lies a white corpse, on top of which there are still dozens of cocoons gathering silk, and another mud coffin is filled with white cocoons. I was wrapped by the black aura, and I wanted to struggle free, but I couldn't move, and my consciousness slowly blurred as well. The black aura brought me into the mud coffin, and the white cocoons started to form a cocoon around my body.

"You mean cocoon into a corpse?" Hong Kun said in shock.

"I think it's like this. The white corpse in the mud coffin was probably wrapped in silk and formed a cocoon. After a few years, it became a white corpse."

"So this is how the white corpse became. How terrifying." The ghost head felt a chill down his spine when he heard this.

"Oh, right. Why would you guys come here?" Jiang Bufan asked.

"It was completely a coincidence. Maybe it was the heavens that allowed us to save you." Hong Kun said.

The ghost head secretly smiled and thought, I don't know who saved who, but without Constable Jiang, you would have already been buried in the tomb. Seeing that the ghost head was secretly laughing, Hong Kun glared at him and gave him a general description of how they had entered the underground castle.

Jiang Bufan never thought that the underground castle would be so dangerous. He asked Hong Kun, "Do you know the way back?" Perhaps Shen Hong and the others were still waiting there.

"There are no forks in this cave. It doesn't matter if you know the way or not. As long as you follow the path back, you can return to your original location." Hong Kun said with confidence.

After eating some rations and recovering most of their strength, they started to walk back along the cave. After walking for about a few hundred meters, the ghost head felt that something was wrong. He stopped, looked around, and suspiciously said, "This cave isn't that long.

"There's no way I made a mistake. This is the only cave. How could I have made a mistake?" Although this was what Hong Kun said, he was also puzzled in his heart. He knew clearly in his heart that this hole was not that long.

"The caves here are all very strange. Let's keep walking forward." Hong Kun pulled on the ghost head.

They had no choice but to keep walking. After a short distance, the opening in front of them began to grow larger, and a stone chamber beside it shone with a faint light.

"Have you ever been to this place?" Jiang Bufan asked.

Both of them shook their heads. Why was there a stone room here? The stone room was not wide, but it was very long, almost to the end of the line. On both sides of the room, there was a row of pits, each one containing a copper basin filled with oil. A few oil lamps were still burning.

"The oil lamp here is still lit. Could the person be inside?" Jiang Xian said in a low voice.

Because the stone room was very long, it was very dark inside and they couldn't see what was inside. The three of them walked about fifty steps, and then a red light appeared in front of them.

Jiang Bufan couldn't help but stop. He was very sensitive to red light, which reminded him of the fireballs and flying bugs that he encountered when he first entered.

"What do you guys think those red lights are?" he asked the two of them.

"I can't see it clearly, how about we not go over, just in case …"

Before the ghost head finished speaking, a sound came from inside. It sounded like people whispering, but also like a few people laughing. They pricked up their ears and listened carefully, but it didn't sound like laughter, but rather like someone crying.

"Could it be Shen Hong and the others?" Maybe something happened to them? " Jiang Xian asked in a low voice.

"I can't hear their voices clearly. I wonder if it's them?" Hong Kun listened attentively for a while, but he was still unable to get a clue.

"Let's go in and take a look. If they are in trouble, we can look out for them." Holding his sword in his hand, Jiang Qisha slowly walked over.

As the ghost head followed behind him, his heart was pounding and he felt a chill run down his spine. Did he really think that something bad would happen? How could Miss Shen be here? He didn't believe it at all.

With Constable Jiang here, he felt that he had much more guts than when he was with Hong Kun. Jiang Bufan was after all a martial arts expert, so it was not a problem for ordinary demons and ghosts. He had personally witnessed Jiang Bufan being coiled up in a cocoon, and they were still beaten to the point of looking for their teeth on the ground. The ghost head admired Jiang Bufan from the bottom of his heart.

After a few more steps, the strange sounds were still in front of him, and the red light was still flashing. Jiang Bufan's heart was also filled with doubt. His voice was clearly right in front of him, so why couldn't he walk forward? Could it be that those people were also walking forward?