Tomb Robbers: Tiandao System

yamen!

Wearing a yellow Taoist robe, a black Taoist hat, and holding a mahogany sword, Uncle Jiu's eyes were shining with color as he stared at the two horse thieves in the cell.

His conjecture is not unreasonable. The old lady must come to rob the prison tonight.

Otherwise, she wouldn't show up so quickly.

However, knowing means knowing. As for how the other party will break out of prison, it is unknown.

There was constant shouting outside, and Uncle Jiu was helpless.

Immediately, I picked up a bowl and prepared to borrow some chicken blood from Mao Shanming. I had no choice but to kill the chicken with a knife as soon as they came.

Wu Liang felt funny when he saw the security team catching chickens all over the street.

You can't even handle a chicken, and you still want to fight a ghost. Don't be ridiculous.

"What do you think Uncle Ming is doing?" Wen Cai asked just now.

"The chicken was killed and its blood was bled." Qiu Sheng curled his lips, "You can't tell this at all. Don't tell others that you are my junior brother. It's embarrassing."

"I...I..." Wen Cai wanted to defend himself, but unexpectedly, he suddenly stuttered and quickly patted his chest.

Wu Liang, who was lying in the corner, turned over and sat up, smiling and saying, "Let me tell you, Wencai. Your senior brother doesn't understand what you mean."

Qiu Sheng was dissatisfied after hearing this. He couldn't understand why. It was obviously like this, okay?

Wu Liang signaled Qiu Sheng to wait until he finished speaking, and Qiu Sheng shut his mouth.

"Wencai, are you asking Uncle Ming why he kills chickens and bleeds them? Actually, this is specially used to deal with people and corpses possessed by ghosts."

As soon as Wu Liang finished speaking, Wencai immediately patted Qiu Sheng and nodded, saying that just like what Wu Liang said, it's just you who doesn't understand, okay?Hum hum…

Qiu Sheng slapped Wen Cai's hand away and muttered,

Said: "Obviously you can't explain clearly, who is to blame?"

"Hehe..." Seeing this, Wencai chuckled.

"You brat, if you dare to make fun of me, watch your fists." Qiu Sheng glared and punched Wen Cai.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be empty.

Wencai, who had known Qiu Sheng's temper for a long time, could not have guessed what the other party was thinking, and had already jumped away when the other party punched him.

Seeing Wencai actually dodge, Qiu Sheng gritted his teeth, yelled, and jumped over, ready to teach him a lesson.

When Wu Liang saw it, he smiled slightly, stood up, patted the dust behind him, and jumped down.

"Uncle." Wu Liang shouted immediately when he happened to meet Uncle Jiu coming out.

Uncle Jiu nodded and walked towards Mao Shanming. Just in time, the other party was pouring chicken blood, so he said, "Brother Taoist, take some for use."

"Come on!" Mao Shanming splashed chicken blood on his wrist drop by drop.

Seeing how small the bowl Uncle Jiu was holding was, he said, "The bowl is so small, is it enough?"

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, there will be magic. If there is not much blood, there will be magic if there is material."

Wu Liang always felt that there was something in Uncle Jiu's words.

Mao Shanming seemed to disagree with Uncle Jiu's statement, and then said: "That's not what I said. I don't know how many people they will come. It's better to be more prepared!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the closed door and then said, "I'm afraid the blood will have solidified before anyone comes." After saying that, he gave a strange look and left.

"Uh... that's right!" Mao Shanming finally came to his senses. Seeing that everyone was still slaughtering the chicken, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't slaughter it yet, we'll slaughter it later."

Wu Liang felt that

Mao Shanming, a dabbler Taoist priest, was still a bit immature. He shook his head slightly and walked towards Uncle Jiu.

"I'm afraid this Taoist robe is not suitable for me to wear tonight." Uncle Jiu murmured to himself. He happened to see Wu Liang coming over and asked him to help hold the bowl while he took off his Taoist robe.

"Uncle, what are you..."

"Eh? Why did you take off your Taoist robe?"

Before Wu Liang finished speaking, Mao Shanming came over to join in the fun. Judging from his tone, he seemed a little confused about Uncle Jiu's actions.

"By the way, I don't have the one I have. If you don't want to wear it, lend it to me!"

Uncle Jiu thought about it and then said, "Do you really want to wear it?"

Wu Liang heard a bit of joking and looked at Uncle Jiu in confusion. Is there anything strange about this robe?I always feel weird, but I can't put it into words.

"Yes!" Mao Shanming didn't have as good a hearing as Wu Liang, so he was overjoyed when he heard that Uncle Jiu was really willing to borrow it.

"Since you like it, then wear it!" Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

Looking at Mao Shanming who was happily wearing his Taoist robe, Wu Liang always felt that he was being tricked and couldn't help but worry about him!

"Uncle." Wu Liang caught up with Uncle Jiu, looked at Mao Shanming behind him, and said, "He..."

"I hope he will be fine later." Uncle Jiu said leisurely.

"sweat……"

Wu Liang finally understood. Looking at the delighted Mao Shanming, a sentence came to his mind.

He was sold and helped to count the money.

Um!Wu Liang felt like this when he looked at Mao Shanming at this time.Although I don't know what will happen next, it just has to be something good. Otherwise, Uncle Jiu wouldn't smile so evilly.

Be careful, Uncle Ming!

Looking at Mao being watched and admired by everyone,

Shan Ming, Wu Liang silently prayed for him, hoping that the higher he climbed, the harder he would fall. Alas... it was a sin, a sin, a sin indeed.

Wait, where did Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai go?Wu Liangcai just didn't pay attention for a while, and the two of them ran away without knowing where they were. At the moment, they were helpless and shaking their heads.

The enemy is approaching, but I'm still in the mood to play, what should I say?Really...

Wu Liang had no choice but to go find the two of them. Since the prison was not big, Wu Liang found them quickly and took them out casually.

Uncle Jiu was guarding the inside, Mao Shanming was guarding the outside, and the others were standing around with a look of caution.

Uncle Jiu was sitting on a chair, holding a peach wood sword on the ground, scanning with a pair of shrewd eyes.

Suddenly, wisps of grass fell from the sky. Uncle Jiu looked up and saw a large net on it, but there was no one there. He continued to observe his surroundings.

"Kunkou...koukou..." Just as everyone was cautiously vigilant, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

In an instant, everyone's expressions immediately became tense.