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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters strange singing

Yan Ning turned on the headlight and walked in front of him, not forgetting to remind him: "From now on, everyone should be careful. If something happens, they will shout immediately."

When entering the tunnel, Du Changlin used a special rope buckle to string everyone together. Yan Ning took the lead, followed by Zhuang Xiaoya, then Zhang Qiujin and Jiang Wujue's rear palace.

The tunnel has been working for a long time, and now it has been opened to nearly three kilometers. At the corner, Yan Ning found a construction vehicle. When he opened the door, he saw that the key of the construction vehicle had not been pulled away. So he smiled and said, "Everyone get in the car. The place where the coffin was dug out is still a little far from here, so he should drive faster."

In this dark and dark place, Zhang Qiujin naturally couldn't ask for it and hurriedly sat in the car. After a few people tied up their seat belts, Yan Ning started the car and drove deep into the tunnel.

Since the project is still in its early stages, the ground dug out is extremely bumpy and the speed of the car is extremely slow. It took Yan Ning a short distance of 3 kilometers to arrive at the destination for twenty minutes. When he got off the bus, the four of them felt that their butts were about to be broken.

The reason for parking was because Yan Ning saw the headlights illuminating the rock wall at the end of the tunnel, and there was a scattered lot of construction supplies there. There was a small table next to it with some food and drinking water on it.

Yan Ning stopped the car, took out the walkie-talkie, and said, "Atai, can you hear it?"

There was a noise coming from the other end of the intercom, but Lu Tai's voice could still be heard clearly: "Boss, Boss, Ate received it, over!"

"Over, you big-headed ghost!" Yan Ning smiled speechlessly, hung the walkie-talkie on his chest, and got out of the car to investigate.

"The yin energy here is much richer than outside, but it is not as good as raising corpses." Zhuang Xiaoya got off the car and said.

Jiang Wujue calculated the location and nodded, "This is indeed not a place to raise corpses, but a real place to raise corpses, two kilometers south of here."

"Are you two kilometers?" Yan Ning secretly wrote this number in his mind, and was also a little surprised. What exactly was that made their zombies want to intimidate and retaliate between two kilometers.

"There are no ghosts here, right?"

When Zhang Qiujin got off the car, he shivered and showed his timid appearance. He was no doubt the master in front of Du Changlin before?

"Aren't you a master? Don't you know if there are any ghosts?" Yan Ning said without looking back, "Why would you like to perform another ghost killing for us two younger generations?"

Zhang Qiujin's face was blue and she said depressedly: "In the past, people said that the enemy was narrow, but I didn't believe it, but now I believe it... Alas, I'm just making a living. If you take me down, can you want to take revenge and kill me?"

"It won't be killed. In short, it's useful for me to let you come in with us."

"I'm so old, what's the use? A few experts, you should just treat me as a big deal and let it go!" Zhang Qiujin begged for mercy in a low voice.

Yan Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, Li Bai said that my talents are of course useful! You have benefited from Taoism and cheated so much money. Now it's time for you to compensate us."

Zhang Qiujin was about to refute, but Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly interrupted: "Shh, don't talk!"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wujue asked in confusion.

"I seem to hear someone singing." Zhuang Xiaoya hesitated.

Sing?

At a depth of more than ten meters underground, except for those zombies, even ghosts are reluctant to stay. How could anyone sing?

Yan Ning and his friends looked around and saw that the rock walls were all there, but after listening carefully, it seemed that there was really a silence of singing in their ears.

Everyone who heard the singing couldn't help but feel cold on their backs. Although several of them were used to seeing ghosts, they could not help but sweat in such a cold and weird environment.

"The singing... seems to be coming from behind the rock wall." Zhuang Xiaoya said, pointing to the rock wall in front.

The few people followed the direction of Zhuang Xiaoya. In that direction was the rock wall where the coffin was dug out before, and there were several holes left by the coffin on the rock wall.

Yan Ning plucked up his courage, walked forward, touched the rock wall with his hand, and found that the rock wall was very hard, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to dig it without using any equipment.

Jiang Wujue picked up the drill bit on the ground and said, "You can hear the singing, which means that the rock wall should not be thick. I opened it and see what is behind it!"

As he said that, Jiang Wujue wanted to use a drill to open the rock wall, but Yan Ning stopped him: "You want your drill to drill until the year of the Monkey? Let Xiaoya come."

"Xiaoya?" Jiang Wujue looked at Zhuang Xiaoya who looked weak, shook his head and said, "I'll do this kind of rough work girl, so I'll do it."

When Yan Ning saw Jiang Wujue underestimating Zhuang Xiaoya, he couldn't help but smile on his face, retreated to the side, wrapped his hands in his chest, and said to Zhuang Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, Wujue actually underestimates you, show him your skills!"

Zhuang Xiaoya pouted, obviously dissatisfied with Yan Ning asking her to do such a job, but she still rubbed her fists and made a crackling sound, pushing Jiang Wujue aside, retreated more than ten meters, and then suddenly sprinted and accelerated, came to the rock wall, and smashed it hard on the rock wall with a punch!

Zhang Qiujin and Jiang Wujue only felt the entire tunnel tremble, and then the rock wall in front of several people began to crack. Seeing this, Zhuang Xiaoya added another kick. The cracked rock wall suddenly shattered, and the stones rolled down from the rock wall, smashing on the ground and stirred up a burst of smoke and dust!

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Jiang Wujue had to admire Zhuang Xiaoya's power and felt glad that he was fortunate that he did not fight with Yan Ning on Longhu Mountain, otherwise Yan Ning would not have needed Yan Ning to take action, Zhuang Xiaoya could knock him down alone.

Zhang Qiujin was so surprised that she opened her mouth wide, not caring about the dust on her face, and said blankly: "This... this is a miracle!"

Zhuang Xiaoya rubbed her fists, her head was a little red and swollen. She raised her mouth and returned to Yan Ning. Yan Ning quickly picked up her hand, whispering and rubbing, and she felt very distressed.

"Monster, you two are monsters." Jiang Wujue said depressedly.

"After me, you will become a monster sooner or later."

Yan Ning smiled and walked forward. Seeing a huge gap already appeared on the rock wall, he climbed up.

At this time, Yan Ning's intercom rang, and Lu Tai's voice came: "Boss, have you used explosives? I felt the whole ground tremble for a while..."

But Yan Ning looked at the scene behind the rock wall, stunned and even forgot to answer Lu Tai's question.

Behind the rock wall, there were coffins... there were thousands of them in size!

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