Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

"Test Fu Gong taboo Jiushu Mansion Junsheng Xilian..." Shen Ling was far away, but she was proficient in the basic skills of female thieves, and she had already read the name on the tablet, "Fu Jiushu? Is it?" Your ancestors?"

She said, looking up at the portrait, the color of the portrait has changed, but it was covered with a crystal cabinet. The people who enter are average.

She lowered her head, "Don't blame me if I excuse you."

"Uh, maybe... I'm not sure." Fu Chen took a closer look. Of course, the only ones who can worship here are his own ancestors, but he has never heard of it from his family.

"You Zixin," he frowned, and was almost amused by another spiritual tablet that was juxtaposed with the "Fu Jiushu" tablet. His ancestors would also have such a strange name, and it sounds like "confident" when pronounced .

"Why don't you even know your own ancestors?" Seeing that it was a mourning hall, Wu Xiao complained to Fu Chen while cupping her fists in salute.

"How do I know? No one in my family has ever said anything about it. Now who is going to find out the origin of their ancestors?" Fu Chen said disapprovingly, and began to look for the secret way in the room.

"They're all swordsmen." Wu Xiao winked at Shen Ling.Shen Ling raised his eyes again, only to realize that the portraits were a man and a woman, both holding long swords.

"My ancestral home is from Jiangzhou. I moved to Dichen City hundreds of years ago, so I know so much." Fu Chen said as he lifted the curtain of the back room, and a wooden ladder stretched underground, which should be the exit.

Shen Ling and Wu Xiao were greeted by him and hurried over.

Stepping into the secret passage, Fu Chen found the switch on the wall and turned on the light.

The entire underground corridor is surprisingly spacious, with exquisite murals engraved on both sides, which looks magnificent.

"Let me tell you, isn't your forbidden room leading to two coffins?" Wu Xiao looked at the mural, and saw a fairy mountain with cloud patterns on it, and a woman in a white dress stood at the mountain gate, pointing her long sword at a group of men.

The ghost knows what was painted.

"I don't know. I've never come down. I just know that this leads to the door." Fu Chen also felt a little bit in his heart. If it really leads to the two coffins, it must be the coffins of the ancestors. I don't know how to go crazy.

"Let's go quickly." He was not worried about Zhao Bohan at the door, he was only thinking about fearing that his cousin would find out.

"It's like a complete story." Shen Ling looked at the two murals in succession, but didn't look any more. Since both ancestors held swords, this mural might be the history of the Fu family.

Wu Xiao shook her head, cursing in her heart that she was pretending to be a ghost, and she didn't look any further. Anyway, she might not be able to lie down because of her terminal illness, so it's useless to care about it.

The three of them walked very quickly in the passage, and soon reached the end of the corridor. They were all relieved when they saw the stairs. No one wanted to see the coffin. It seemed that God had heard their common wish.

Going up the stairs to the room and coming out again, Shen Ling heard Zhao Bohan's roar, and then he was really sure that Zhao Bohan really came!

Her whereabouts are not difficult to guess at all, Zhao Bohan knows that she is with Fu Chen, and being able to think of this Fu's mansion is a matter of reaction.Shen Ling just didn't expect that Zhao Bohan would come here in person overnight, and not long after she arrived at Fu's house, she came up and smashed the door.

Seeing Zhao Bohan grabbing the collar of a young man in a suit, her heart jumped, "You came to see me?"

Unexpectedly, in exchange for Zhao Bohan's unusually fierce eyes, "Are you having a good time?"