Urban Hidden Dragon

The material of this thing is exactly the same as what Wang Han stole from Liao Laitou before.

And the characters in some places on it look similar.

I just heard the devil say that this thing is called the Purana Sutra!

Wang Han stuffed things into his arms, and just as he was about to speak, his pupils showed signs of becoming vertical again.

He quickly pinched the Nine Dragon Seal and shook his head vigorously.

There was a stalemate for a while before I was pushed offline.

We must go out quickly to join Bai Wu'an and the others. Then we can control it with the Nine Dragon Seal in Fu Yingzhao's hand, and take it with us to find Hu Xueshou.

Seeing Wang Han's state, the rebellious devil was a little ready to make a move, but he was a little hesitant to do it.

Wang Han shook his head vigorously, stabilized himself slightly, and looked at the devil, "Do you still remember what this place was built for?"

The devil looked at Wang Han doubtfully, is the master testing me?

"Master, only you and Zao know what this place does, no one else knows! I don't know either."

Wang Han shook his head again. He had to get out quickly. The momentum of the big player wanting to go online could no longer be suppressed.

He raised his head and looked at the place where he had just fallen. It was almost impossible to climb up. It was at least seven or eight meters away from the passage above.

"How do you get out of here?" Wang Han looked at the devil.

Fu Yingzhao was able to get out from here before, which proves that there must be a way to get out of this place.

When the devil heard that Wang Han was going out, he immediately became happy.

"Master, do you want to take me out?"

Wang Han's eyes showed signs of change again, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"Go back!" Wang Han held the Nine Dragon Seal and roared.

The demon was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and pouted, daring not to speak.

After stabilizing, Wang Han kicked the demon puppet, "How to get out?"

"Are you going to just go out from here, or are you going to go directly to the outside world?" the puppet asked.

"Is there a difference?"

"If you just go out from here, you are still inside the mountain, but there are other ways to go directly outside the mountain."

Wang Han said decisively, "Go outside!"

The devil pointed at a place, "There! There is a mechanism piston there. As long as it is pulled out, the water in the underground river will surge up, and we can float up through the water from here."

"Are you sure?" Wang Han held the Nine Dragon Seal and shook his head again.

The demon nodded excitedly, "Sure! This place is built according to a woman's body. Our place is equivalent to a woman's breasts. The way a woman discharges milk is how we get out of here."

Wang Han looked a little weird.

This is all the fucking idea of ​​an evil god.

His eyes focused on the place pointed by the demon, which was a small hole with a diameter of forty centimeters.

Looking down, it's almost seven or eight meters deep, and you can vaguely see an iron ring at the bottom.

An adult cannot fit into such a narrow hole.

Wang Han looked at Gesang and Duoji.

Duoji immediately raised his hand and volunteered.

"I'll go down! Dad, I just said that I won't hold you back. You also know that I can still help at the critical moment!"

Untie the belt, wrap it around Duoji's ankles, and put Duoji down.

The devil stood behind like a pug, "Master! Master! Me! Don't forget me! You promised me when you came last time! You will take me out this time too!"

Wang Han turned a deaf ear.

This thing is like turning bones into spirits.

If they are not fully preserved, they will be counterattacked, and Wang Han's current state is very unstable. If he is taken out like this, it will do more harm than good.

When your skills improve again, take this thing out with you. Having such a thing in hand is equivalent to a helper.

Dorje was quickly put down.

"Abba! I caught it!"

Dorje's voice sounded muffled.

Wang Han shook his head vigorously, grabbed the rope, and pulled up.

This thing was quite difficult, so Wang Han roared and pulled hard.

The strength suddenly relaxed, Duoji let out a strange scream, and was directly rushed up by a stream of water.

There is an extra fountain on the ground, and there is more water underfoot.

"Master! Take me out, Master! I've had enough of this place, Master!" The puppet refused to give up and begged Wang Han with a shy face.

Wang Han turned a deaf ear.

The water level is rising rapidly.

It didn't take long for the three people to float.

The golem's feet were nailed to the ground. At first, he could hear his words, but soon, only the bubbles were left.

Although I couldn't understand what was being said, I could tell through lip reading that it was definitely not a good thing.

Wang Han's heart beat faster.

Veins popped out on his forehead and neck.

The body rises with the water level.

Wang Han gradually lost control of himself.

After a few minutes.

My head went cold.

The cold wind blew and the dazzling sunlight came. Wang Han quickly blocked the dazzling sunlight with his hands.

After turning over and coming out, I found myself lying on a river bed that had dried up for a long time.

Wang Han struggled to get up, regardless of the cold body.

Seeing that his body was getting more and more out of control, Wang Han directly used the Turtle Breathing Technique to force himself to shut down.

The body fell to the ground straight.

The father and son, Gesang and Dorje, wiped the water on their faces, feeling like they were surviving a disaster.

Turning around, he saw Wang Han falling straight to the ground, and rushed up quickly.

"Wang Han!"

Put out your hand.

No heartbeat.

No pulse.

Both Gesang and Dorje were stunned.

"Dead... dead?"

"how come?"

Gesang knelt on the ground and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Wang Han. He pinched Wang Han's mouth and was about to give artificial respiration.

The back of his head was suddenly pressed against by something solid.

Gesang's body froze and he glanced over.

I saw several men with gangster looks jumping out of a pickup truck. There were animal furs on the pickup truck. Each of them had a gun. The person standing behind him was holding a homemade gun in his hand.

"Hold your head with your hands! Kneel on the ground!"

Poaching!

The person behind him pushed the barrel of his gun against Gesang, and Gesang obeyed the instructions with his body trembling.

A little man with pigtails and a tattoo on his head reached into Gesang's pockets and rummaged around. He took out his mobile phone and wallet, took out cash and bank cards, and then turned his ID card and empty wallet away. Throw it out everywhere.

The little man hugged Gesang and held his bank card, "Password."

Gesang's throat rolled up and down, "711201."

The little man stuffed his bank card into his pocket.

He reached out and groped in Wang Han's pocket again, and found a few Nine Dragon Seals, "Boss, we've distributed them! This thing looks good at first glance!"

As he spoke, he pulled off the black beads from Wang Han's neck.

I found the mobile phone in Wang Han's pocket, weighed it and threw it away, "What a crappy copycat phone! I don't want any dogs!"

He took out his wallet and shook it. It only contained more than yuan in cash and many bank cards, but none of them had passwords.

"Damn it!" The little man took out the bank card and several remittance slips and threw them away.

"Dead? What a fucking unlucky person! There are so many bank cards and you can't use any of them!" the little man cursed.

A man holding a gun behind said, "A bank card with a copycat machine must not have any money in it! Those cards that are not in good condition are used to lend money to each other."

"Too!"

The little man stood up, pulled out his gun and pointed at the heads of Dorje and Gesang.

Kelsang and his son were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and Dorje burst into tears. Kelsang begged, "Don't kill my son! Please, just kill me. Can you please don't kill my son!"

The little man said with a smile, "Close your eyes and think about something that is hot in your mind. You are so poor and there is no point in living. It is better to die early and try your luck when you are reincarnated. In case you are a rich second generation in the next life and are robbed by us again." When the time comes, I can still buy your lives with money!”

Behind, on the pickup truck, with the back door open, a middle-aged man held a knife in his left hand and meat in his right hand, cutting and eating the meat skillfully.

The breeze was blowing, and several bills were rolling on the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped on the list.

I bent down and picked it up. When I picked it up and looked at it, I found that it was a remittance order to a poor mountainous area.

The middle-aged man got out of the car and said, "Hey! Give the things back!"

The little man was stunned for a moment and turned back to look at the middle-aged man, "Boss, we didn't get much benefit from our visit this time. We finally encountered a few, why don't we get some blood?"

"Give them back the things." The middle-aged man said again.

The little man was still a little reluctant.

"Boss, we..."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and cut off the little man's ear. He held the little man's head in his big hands and pressed his lips against the bleeding ear.

"I said, give them back their stuff!"

The little man's face was twisted in pain, but he didn't dare to refute anymore. He obediently returned the things to Gesang and stuffed Wang Han's things back.

The middle-aged man stuffed several remittance orders into Wang Han's arms.

Wang Han smiled at Wang Han, who had no heartbeat, and said, "Good people don't live long. They have done so many good things and died so young. Remember to be a bad guy in the next life. I was going to spare your life, but after you die, I will let you go." If you kill them, your life will be exchanged for both of theirs."

The man stood up and patted Gesang's shoulder heavily.

Several people got into the car and the car drove away.

Gesang and Dorje, the father and son, hugged each other and cried loudly after surviving the disaster.

After a while, Duoji wiped away his tears and said, "Abba, we are alive only because of Uncle Wang Han. Do you still remember that Master Dele said that Uncle Wang Han may be the one who brought the disaster, or he may be the one who caused us The savior who turned disaster into good fortune, now it seems that Uncle Wang is a good person."

Gesang nodded heavily, "If it weren't for brother Wang Han today, we would be dead!"

"Abba, Uncle Wang Han is dead now, what should we do? Should we bury him in the sky?"

"Let's bury him in the ground. He is a Han Chinese and our benefactor."

The father and son didn't know Feng Shui, so they found a place that looked good, dug out a hole with rocks, and carried Wang Han into it.

After covering it with soil, in order to prevent animals from digging it up, a particularly delicate grave bag was built with stones.

After everything was completed, the father and son were exhausted and sweating profusely.

Gesang pulled Dorji and said, "The Han people are gone. I don't know how to recite sutras, so I just recite a section of Tibetan sutras. Brother Wang, don't be offended."

Cleared his throat.

Gesang opened his voice and chanted sutras to Wang Han.

I do not know how long it has been.

The grave bag suddenly moved.

Duoji shivered in shock.

"Abba! The grave is moving!"

Gesang opened his eyes and said, "You kid, what are you talking about?"

Duoji stood up and pointed at the tomb bag, "Abba, I really saw it right, the tomb really moved just now!"

When Gesang raised his hand to hit his son.

Grave bag agitation.

Gesang was so frightened that the -meter-tall man jumped up from the ground.

Protecting his son behind him, he picked up a stone from the ground and looked at the grave bag nervously.

Graveyard agitation.

Accompanied by a crash.

The stone graves that were built were scattered all over the ground.

A hand emerged from the soil.

Scratching the air.

The soil cracked.

Wang Han sat up from it.

He patted the dirt on his body and spit out the dirt in his mouth.

Gesang and his son were so frightened that they hugged each other and then fell back.

Wang Han sucked his cheeks, secreted saliva, and spat out the dirt in his mouth.

He turned his head and looked at the panicked Gesang father and son.

"Why are you two burying me so well?"