I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

Two days later, Zhou Wen took the tyrant Beamon back, and Zhang Xiao didn't come to him.

When the tyrant Beamon disappeared, Zhang Xiao was relieved. If he really raised one month, he would really go bankrupt.

Zhou Wen has been waiting for Liu Yun, but did not wait for Liu Yun to come over, but Zhang Chunqiu hurried to find him.

"Zhou Wen, there is a problem over the magic tomb. Can you borrow your tyrant Beyond again?" Zhang Chunqiu looked serious, and it seemed that the matter was really serious.

"What happened?" Because of the seriousness, Zhou Wen needed to ask more clearly and couldn't take the tyrant than Meng to take risks.

"The magic stones that have grown from the tomb before have been eaten by the tyrant Beamon. Nothing happened these days, but just now, the magic stones have started to grow again, and the growth rate is faster than before. Now, I want to borrow your tyrant, Beamon, to try it again. "Zhang Chunqiu said.

"Is it convenient for me to go?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Of course, come with me." Zhang Chunqiu didn't say much, just turned to lead the way.

After leaving the town, Zhang Chunqiu summoned a fairy crane and took Zhou Wen on the road together.

Zhou Wen originally thought that the vicinity of Longhu Mountain was a fairyland-like place, but after arriving at the magic tomb, he didn't know that it was all the case.

There is a place in that mountain where everything is withered and everything is not born. In the daytime, the sun can shine directly, but it makes people feel gloomy.

In the unobtrusive area, Zhou Wen saw a small grave, not too big. If it wasn't for Zhang Chunqiu that this was a magic grave, Zhou Wen wouldn't have thought that this small grave had no tombstone. Big origin.

The only strange thing about this tomb is its material. Ordinary people's tombs are made of mounds, more advanced ones are made of stone or brick, more advanced, and jade or even metal.

Although the head of the tomb is of stone structure, the stone was not artificially cut out, as if the head of the grave was originally made of stone.

A kind of gray-white stone, which seems to be exuding scent, and near the head of the grave, the large rocks also show the same texture, which is inconsistent with the nearby mountain walls, like a layer of frost ash in the valley.

In each of the eight directions of the tomb, there are artificially built stone platforms, each of which has people from the Zhang family sitting on the town, monitoring the tomb from different angles.

Zhang Chunqiu and Zhou Wen landed on one of the stone platforms and pointed to the gray-white magic stone next to him. "Trouble you, let Tymon Beamon eat the gray-white magic stone over there."

"Okay." Zhou Wen summoned the tyrant Beamon and asked it to eat those gray and white magic stones.

According to Zhang Chunqiu, Tymon Beamon stopped after eating a part of the magic stone.

"Well, now we have to wait for the result. If you are free, you can stay and take a look. If there is no time, I can also let you go out first." Zhang Chunqiu said.

"If it's convenient, I want to stay and look at it." Zhou Wen also wanted to see that the Zhang family has guarded the magic tomb for so many years. What's strange about it?

"You can stay, but remember not to leave this stage, especially at night." Zhang Chunqiu repeatedly told Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen naturally would not joke about his life, and promised.

The magic stone did not seem to be able to grow for a while and a half. The last time the tyrant had eaten the magic stone, it was a few days away now, and then it grew again. It should not grow back so soon. Correct.

Zhou Wen did not stare at that place, but was observing the demon grave. He wanted to see if he could find the pattern of the small hand, and searched carefully around the devil's grave. Zhou Wen's eyes suddenly lighted up.

Just behind the head of that small grave, Zhou Wen heard a small hand pattern with a 谛 就, and it was engraved on the stone on the head of the grave, because those stones are not flat and look like natural patterns, but Zhou Wen has seen too many small hand patterns. Never admit it.

But Zhou Wen had another difficulty. Although he had a small hand pattern, Zhang Chunqiu had repeatedly told him that he was not allowed to leave the stage. How could he go to the magic grave to take a picture?

Moreover, the Zhang family's willingness to let him come here is an exception. It is impossible for him to take pictures with his mobile phone.

"How can I take a picture?" Zhou Wen thought for a while, but didn't think of any great way.

While worrying, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "It's grown ... It's grown again ..."

Zhou Wen was startled, and quickly looked at the magic stone that had just been taken out of the pit by the tyrant Bemon, and saw that there was a magic stone on the ground where the magic stone had been cleaned.

That magic stone is like a bamboo shoot after a rain, growing fast.

The stones were still able to grow, and Zhou Wen saw them for the first time.

"This time, the time for re-growth is even shorter, only half an hour ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, it even grows up again." Said a member of the Zhang family, worried.

"Have this happened before?" Zhou Wen asked.

Zhangjiazhen has been guarding the magic tombs for so many years, and he should have thought of ways to deal with the magic stones before.

Who knew Zhang Chunqiu shook his head and said: "Previously, the growth rate of magic stones was very slow. After the dimensional storm, the growth rate gradually increased, especially in recent months. The magic stone just spread out less than ten meters near the tomb. If you look at it now, only a few months, I am afraid that it will be almost 100 meters. "

"That is to say, you haven't dealt with magic stones before?" Zhou Wen couldn't believe it.

"Of course there are, but they just take a small part of the magic stone and take it back for research. There is no such large-scale digging of the magic stone. No similar situation has occurred before. Although it will still grow out, but the speed is very slow, it has never been so fast. "Zhang Chunqiu said.

"What's that?" Suddenly, someone pointed at where the stone was growing, and cried in surprise.

Zhou Wen and Zhang Chunqiu looked over and saw that where the magic stone was growing, a pattern of a human face emerged, and the pattern grew on the magic stone, as if a person was embedded in the magic stone. It looks weird.

"Have you ever appeared before?" Zhou Wen asked Zhang Chunqiu again.

This time Zhang Chunqiu just shook his head, but kept his eyes on the face above the magic stone, and ordered: "Everyone is in an emergency state of alert."

Everyone's nerves were strained, and everyone in the Zhang family knew the terribleness of the magic tomb. The only Zhou Wen who had no concept of the magic tomb had an unpredictable feeling in his heart.

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