Money can really do whatever it wants

There was a soft cracking sound, and a little flame lit up, and someone threw it casually, and the flame fell into the pile of insects.

Boom—as if a bowl of oil was poured into boiling hot water, the entire insect swarm boiled, and the air seemed to be filled with a burning smell.

Mu Daochang was overjoyed at first, and then a scene that shocked him even more appeared.

The black worms condensed densely together in the flames, growing more and more, and finally, a huge black monster appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.

The monster roared, and the entire underground palace shook.

"What the hell is this!"

Mu Taoist's mouth swelled slightly. At first, he thought the words came from his own mouth, but after a moment of dullness, he realized that it was said by the person who dragged him on his way.

His body was getting heavier and heavier, and almost his whole body was dragged away by the other party.

"Girl, leave me alone and go first!"

He didn't know if this girl of unknown origin could escape, but he was sure that with his own words, the other party would definitely not be able to escape.

"To shut up!"

The other party only had time to shout such a sentence, and the monster behind him had already caught up, and the palm wind roared towards him, leaving a deep hole on the ground.

Taoist Mu gasped, but luckily the opponent was extremely dexterous and dragged him away, otherwise his old bones would probably be smashed into meatloaf.

That death is not very pretty.

But if it continues like this, it seems that it will only be a matter of time before it becomes a meatloaf.

The size of the two people is too small in front of the huge monster, like two panicked chickens being chased.

The woman's lightness kung fu is very sublime, with a light touch on her toes, she slid out like a swimming fish, but it was a pity that she brought a burden, which greatly slowed down her speed.

In this moment of life and death, she still kept her calm, Mu Taoist's chaotic head began to think, which of the well-known heroines in the Jianghu would match her.

"Hey! Old Taoist priest, don't die, or Lu Xiaoji will cry to death!" The other party's voice was rarely anxious, but her body did not stop at all.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she whispered: "Here we are!"

The woman dragged the old man with one hand.She reached into her bosom with one hand and took out two black balls. Without looking back, she threw the balls in her hand back——

The stone gate opened and closed, rumbling, and the whole earth shook.

The Yu Family Ancestral Hall is probably the most majestic and sacred place in the whole village.

Most of the people in Yujiazhuang have the surname Yu, and occasionally there are a few households whose surname is not Yu because they are related to each other. The ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall are the ancestors of the entire Zhuangzi, so they can't help but pay attention to them.

Except for the holidays, the ancestral hall is not easy to open on weekdays, but today, for some unknown reason, not only the ancestral hall was opened, but almost all the people in the village were there.

Huamanlou hid the child in the tree while the honest monk squatted beside him, winking and teasing Tangtang.

Tangtang was no longer afraid of him, her two little paws were firmly covering her mouth, her big black eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Hua Manlou sighed, waved the sleeve of his robe, and took the child into his arms, completely separating him from the honest monk.

"If it is discovered, I will settle accounts with you."

The honest monk immediately became honest.

From a condescending angle, most of the entire ancestral hall can be seen clearly, and the dark crowd is whispering, and on the open space in front of them, there are two corpses covered in white cloth.

This is also the most important reason why the monk teased the child and Hua Manlou covered him with his sleeve.

There are some things that children can't watch, and they will have nightmares at night.

"This is already No. 16 corpses." Someone stood up and said, "What should we do, Patriarch? Are we going to see everyone in the village die?"

His words made the crowd even more noisy, and fear climbed up everyone's face.

The patriarch coughed lightly.

The patriarch of Yujiazhuang was neither majestic nor imposing. He looked like an ordinary little old man, but his light cough made the crowd quiet down.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

The person who was asked was stunned, what to do, how did he know what to do? !

"what do y'all think?"

He looks at the crowd.

Everyone whispered for a while, but no one dared to stand up.

The patriarch sighed, then turned to look at the elders standing behind him, and said, "I only have one suggestion, close the underground palace."

"what?!!"

"no!!"

Not only did several clan elders object, the clan leader's words uttered, and the crowd exploded.

"It's something left by our ancestors. It's the foundation of our Yu family's foundation. How can we shut it down!"

No one in the crowd spoke in support.

The patriarch probably knew this would happen a long time ago. There was not much surprise on his face, but the lines on his forehead became deeper.

"If you don't close the underground palace, those things will crawl out one by one. Sixteen people have died now, and more will die in the future. Even among you, those things are still hidden. When there is no one alive in Yujiazhuang, It's too late for you to do anything else."

"No, it can't be. Haven't everyone here been checked? They all have a pulse and breathing."

"Yeah yeah."

"I have a pulse and breath at this moment, and it may be gone the next moment. Can you notice it all the time?" The patriarch said helplessly, "I can't help it. I don't want to ruin the things that have been passed down by the Yu family for hundreds of years. In my hands, the underground palace can be reopened after it is closed, but the lives of my Yu clan are really gone if they are gone, do I want to let the whole clan die in my hands?"

"They are talking about the kind of living dead you have seen?" The honest monk leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Probably so."

"What the hell is that? From what they said, it seems that there are no longer one or two in the village."

Hua Manlou shook his head.

"Patriarch." The oldest clan elder came out with a cane, "You are the patriarch of my Yu clan, and every decision you make is related to the future of the Yu clan. For the sake of every life here, closing the underground palace is a big deal after all, the old man still hopes that you will think twice."

The patriarch shook his head, "To be honest with Mr. Yu, I have had this idea since the accident in the underground palace. After more and more people died, this idea became clearer and clearer. I can no longer let innocent people die tragically. gone."

Seeing this, Mr. Yu could only step back, "Since you have made up your mind, I won't object any more."

Elder Yu, the oldest and most respected, compromised. The others all looked at each other in blank dismay, and dared not say a word even if they disagreed.

And at this moment, a deep voice suddenly came, "You agree, I disagree!"

The crowd automatically parted and made way for an old man in a Confucian shirt to come first. He had white beard and hair, and his skin was also very white, not the unhealthy paleness, but the paleness that has not seen the sun all year round.

There are more than a dozen men behind him, the youngest of them are only in their teens, and the oldest are in their 50s and [-]s. They are all dressed as Confucian scholars, and their faces are as pale as paper.