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Wan Cheng Jinghou came over, helped Wen Baiyu on the ground, and said, "Bai Yu? Are you injured?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head, Xiaoliu stood up from Xiaobailang's head, jumped, then jumped out with a light hop, and jumped onto Wancheng Jinghou's shoulder.

A super small guy, even smaller than when Wen Baiyu turned into a key chain, Wan Chengjinghou was suddenly a little nervous, afraid of throwing him off.

Xiao Liu jumped up, hugged Wan Cheng Jinghou's neck, and yelled "Ah... ah..." twice, as if to say hello.

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked sideways, stretched out a finger, and Xiao Liu hugged his finger and rubbed it. His black hair was long and soft, and he looked soft and cute. He looked exactly like himself. The moles on the tail of the eyes are all the same, but they grow in different directions and colors. The mole on the tail of Xiaoliu's eyes looks like cinnabar.

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked at Xiao Liu, raised his eyebrows, and said, "This time it's a girl?"

As soon as he spoke, both Wen Baiyu and Master Jiu were stunned, while Little White Wolf covered his head with his paws, trembling all over his body, as if he was laughing. Ya stepped on Wan Cheng Jinghou's shoulder twice, then jumped off, and sat cross-legged on top of the little white wolf's head, still crossing his hips, with an angry look on his face.

Wen Baiyu quickly said: "Xiao Liu is also a boy."

Xiao Liu said he was right, and nodded vigorously twice.

Wan Cheng Jinghou said "oh" and said, "I thought it was a girl."

Xiao Liu shrugged his round nose, expressing his anger at being recognized as a girl.

Wen Baiyu looked at Wan Qi Jinghou, and said, "Where are Cheng Yan and Mu Dong?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou shook his head and said, "We were all together before, but suddenly a bunch of blood corpses rushed out."

As he spoke, he glanced at the fainted He Qi on the ground, and continued, "The others were all dispersed, and they are still in this tomb. He Qi wanted to escape alone, but I thought something was wrong with him, so I quietly followed him." .”

Wen Baiyu looked at He Qi on the ground, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect He Qi to be a member of Jiu Ze? He was still working for Jiu Ze? Before that..."

As he said this, Master Jiu suddenly said: "Not necessarily, he probably isn't working for Jiu Ze."

Wen Baiyu had no time to be surprised at how Master Jiu knew about Jiu Ze, and said, "What do you mean?"

Jiu Ye squatted down, turned He Qi upside down, let him lie face up on the ground, lifted his eyelids and took a look, then held up his wrist and groped on his wrist, as if he was looking for something , Said: "What he did just now is that he was under a spell, he was secretly dominated, and he didn't know that he was working for Jiu Ze."

When he said this, Wen Baiyu suddenly remembered that just a moment ago, He Qi's eyes seemed to be particularly out of focus, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Jiu Ye said: "This is a kind of sorcery that can dominate others, but the premise is that this person is a corpse."

When he said this, Wen Baiyu's heart trembled suddenly, and he said, "He Qi is really dead?"

Master Jiu said: "Although I don't know the reason, I'm afraid he is really dead. You can feel his body. His body is cold, not as warm as a living person."

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned and said, "Is there such a sorcery? Why don't the nine cases use this kind of sorcery, but refine blood corpses instead?"

Master Jiu said with a smile: "This is just an ordinary spell, called a staff puppet, but the production process is very complicated, and it needs a kind of wood to make the staff head. This kind of wood is very rare, and the staff needs to be planted. In the body of the corpse, it is convenient to control the corpse."

Master Jiu said, holding up He Qi's wrist, and said: "Every joint of his is planted with a stick head. This kind of process is too complicated. Even for skilled workers, it takes less than half a month. The stick-headed puppets have their own advantages. The puppets they make are exactly the same as real people. They are breathing, conscious, able to eat and drink, and are no different from living people. Moreover, his eyes are no longer his eyes. The puppet can use his eyes to see everything he sees. It's just that the puppet's body is cold, and there is no more yang energy on it."

Master Jiu paused for a while, and said: "Although the staff puppet has so many advantages, it has been lost for a long time because of the complicated process, and it is not convenient to mass-produce. In comparison, the advantages of the blood corpse general are even more prominent." , isn’t it, in order to satisfy a person’s ambition, there is no need for such an exquisite stick-headed puppet.”

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned and said, "Is it lost?"

Master Jiu nodded, and said, "It's true that it has been lost for a long time. In this world, there should only be two people who know this skill, and one is Jiu Ze."

Wan Cheng Jinghou said lightly: "The other one is you, right?"

Wen Baiyu was a little nervous, and looked at Master Jiu beside him.

Jiu Ye didn't speak, but still nodded silently.

Wen Baiyu said in surprise: "Who are you? What is your relationship with Jiu Ze?"

Master Jiu said, "It's nothing special."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to touch He Qi's wrist, and said, "I can cure him, but it will take a while. I need to remove all the stick ends from his body."

Wen Baiyu said: "After he is cured, congratulate him..."

Master Jiu said: "After being cured...he will be just an ordinary corpse, let's bury him in peace."

Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart. He Qi was still dead after all. It should be said that he was already dead, but he kept reappearing in the form of a puppet, but the appearance of this form gave Cheng Yan countless hopes. Now Without Cheng Yan's knowledge, He Qi was about to turn into a lifeless corpse again...

Wen Baiyu thought for a while and said, "Hurry up, don't let Cheng Yan see it."

Master Jiu nodded. As he spoke, he took out a small box from his backpack, opened it, and it was full of silver needles and a row of small hooks.

Master Jiu picked out two silver needles and a small hook. The three things were caught between his fingers. He pushed open He Qi's sleeve, and the silver needle plunged into He Qi's hand bowl.

"Ho-"

He Qi is still a stick-headed puppet, he seemed to feel the pain, and woke up suddenly, his eyes suddenly shone with a terrible light, and he said with a grinning grin: "Jiuyue, you are here to ruin my good deed again! "

As he spoke, he jumped up suddenly, and there was a loud "bang!", He Qi still held the gun in his hand, loaded it, pulled the safety, and shot out suddenly, Master Jiu said "Hey..." With a bang, he stretched out his hand to cover his bloody abdomen, and fell to the ground.

Wen Baiyu was startled, and rushed over, catching the fallen Master Jiu, Wan Cheng Jinghou swiped the Wu knife in his hand, and rushed up quickly, He Qi turned over from the ground, his eyes didn't have any focal length , quickly fled forward.

Wan Cheng Jinghou chased after him and said "Wait for me where you are", and the two quickly disappeared into the tomb passage.

Wen Baiyu was terrified, Jiuye's body was heavily stained with blood, his palms were all red, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and he moaned softly.

Wen Baiyu helped him press the wound, and said, "Master Ninth? Master Ninth?"

Only then did Master Jiu slowly open his eyes, his palms trembling a little, he shook his head and said, "It's okay, the scratch, the bullet went out."

Wen Baiyu asked him to lie down, and cut his clothes. It wasn't called a scratch at all, but worn across the waist, but he didn't hurt his vitals, but bled profusely. It was a blessing.

Wen Baiyu dripped his own blood on Master Jiu's waist, wrapped him in gauze, and managed to stop the bleeding.

Jiu Ye's breathing was very short, and his face was a little pale. He had been poisoned before and hadn't completely recovered. Now he lost blood again, and he looked extremely haggard.

Wen Baiyu looked anxiously into the depths of the tomb passage, there was no shadow of Wan Cheng Jinghou, and He Qi's shadow was gone, it was dark, only Wen Baiyu, Master Jiu, Little White Wolf and Little Liu were left around.

Wen Baiyu said worriedly: "Who was that person who spoke just now? Jiu Ze?"

Master Jiu nodded.

Wen Baiyu said: "You also know Jiu Ze?"

Master Jiu smiled wryly, and said, "I know it, it was a long time ago, and I'm still very familiar with it."

Wen Baiyu frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Master Jiu covered his wound, seemed a little tired, closed his eyes, and said, "Wen Baiyu, I want to tell you the whole thing, and you need to agree to do something for me."

Wen Baiyu frowned and said: "You have to tell me what it is first, and I will definitely help you within my ability."

Master Jiu laughed and said: "I'm too old, I should have died long ago, I don't know what I survived on, maybe it's faith? Although our blood moon clan has a long lifespan, there has never been anyone Having lived so long..."

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes wide and said, "You are from the Blood Moon Clan? Nine? You..."

Master Jiu nodded with difficulty, and said: "I said before that my name is Jiuyue, but I was not born in September. The date of birth doesn't mean much to us, the bloodline of birth is meaningful... ...My lineage is Jiu, because my family worships the moon, and my name is Jiuyue."

Wen Baiyu said: "So that's the case, those nine cases..."

Master Jiu took a few breaths, and said with difficulty: "We are all Jiu in the same generation, and we are brothers."

"and many more……"

Wen Baiyu said: "Are you Jiu Ze's senior brother? Then you are... are you Tang Wuyong's master?"

Master Jiu laughed and said, "Wuyong is my proud disciple."

Wen Baiyu's head suddenly became a little confused, Jiuye is Tang Wuyong's master, so this seniority is high, counting Jiuye's age, Wen Baiyu really dare not count, no wonder Jiuye said that he is old... …

Master Jiu smiled and said, "Wen Baiyu, please do me a favor."

As he spoke, he took out the wooden carving in his arms, put it in Wen Baiyu's hand, and said, "If you can really find the Yinsui Orb, please put a drop of blood on this wooden carving, and he will recognize you as the master."

Wen Baiyu frowned, he hadn't heard what he said at all, he didn't know what this wood carving was, and how could he ask someone else to do something like recognize the Lord with blood.

Master Jiu saw Wen Baiyu's hesitation, and said with a smile: "It's not a bad thing, but it's a good thing."

He looked at the woodcarving in Wen Baiyu's hand and said, "This is a rare spiritual wood in a thousand years. It is a whole plant. It's a pity that because of me, he was burned to such a small extent. I want to save him. , but you need the dew from the Yinsui Orb, and a drop of blood with yang energy."

Wan Teng Jinghou has not come back yet, they stayed in place and waited for Wan Teng Jinghou, Jiu Ye's injury has eased, but his face is still pale, he seems to be explaining his funeral in an intermittent voice, telling Wen Baiyu A story from long ago.

Before Jiu Ze became the patriarch, there were originally two purebred noble disciples in the tribe, namely Jiu Ze and Jiu Yue.

Jiuyue is very talented. People in the clan say that he is the most talented person in the ten generations of the clan. Except for the patriarch who established the Blood Moon Clan, no one can surpass Jiuyue.

Jiuyue is naturally proud, because of his bloodline, spiritual power, and status. I am afraid that there are only nine people who can compete with him, and the nine are far behind him. The position of patriarch is almost nine Month's cyst thing, no suspense.

At that time, the stick head puppet technique in the tribe was about to be lost. There were many spells in the tribe, some of which had become forbidden techniques, and some had become so-called "forbidden techniques" because of their difficulty.

Jiuyue's hands are very skillful. He can close his eyes within an hour to create a stick-headed puppet. The planted stick-head is not bad at all, and Jiu Ze can also make a stick-headed puppet, but he needs to use half a stick. It takes a month to make a stick-headed puppet.

At that time, Jiuyue was almost full of stars, and the people in the tribe worshiped him to the extreme. Jiuyue also felt that nothing could hinder him. He must be the new head of the Blood Moon Clan.

But the fact is that Wen Baiyu only knows that Jiu is Tang Wuyong's previous patriarch, not Jiu Yue.

Later, because Jiuyue was very good at learning stick head puppet art, and no one in the clan could compare with him, Jiuyue wanted to carry forward this craft to the depths, maybe simplify it a bit, and let his future apprentices learn it, after all Not all are gifted.

At that time, Jiuyue walked out of the tribe. He visited Mingchuan Dahe and found a spiritual tree.

That tree absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and when it appeared in front of Jiuyue, it was lush and lush, with rain and dew from the sky on its branches and leaves.

The trunk of the spirit wood is smooth and thick, and this kind of tree is actually very suitable for making a stick head. The two most important points of a stick head puppet are not the craftsmanship, but the stick head and the puppet.

With such a perfect spiritual wood, Jiuyue can make a stick-headed puppet of her own to serve herself and be loyal to herself forever.

At that time, Jiuyue wanted to chop off the living spirit wood and bring it back to find a corpse to make a stick-headed puppet, but at that time the spirit wood opened its mouth.

Jiuyue didn't expect that Lingmu had such great spiritual power. His cultivation base seemed to be bigger than himself. I don't know how old he is. Lingmu asked him not to cut himself off, otherwise he would die .

Jiuyue agreed, and he also felt that cutting off such a thousand-year-old spirit tree in order to make a stick-headed puppet might be a little sinister.

But Lingmu said that he lived alone in this kind of place, and he was very lonely. September was the first person he saw and talked to him. Lingmu asked Jiuyue to dig his roots Come out and transplant the roots to other places. As a reward, Lingmu will give him some branches of his own.

Jiuyue personally dug out the spirit tree and brought it back to the tribe. Everyone in the tribe knew that Jiuyue brought back a spirit tree, and it was a thousand-year-old spirit tree, which absorbed a lot of the essence of heaven and earth.

Many people wanted to use this spirit tree as an organ, but they were all rejected by Jiu Yue, including Jiu Ze.

People in the tribe felt that Jiuyue was too arrogant and petty, but Jiuyue didn't take it seriously. He found that besides being an organ, this spirit tree could also be used for other purposes, that is, to chat with him.

Jiuyue has always been a loner, but it doesn't mean he likes a person, he is actually very lonely, and in such a tribe, every day is a competition, no one cares about him, but this spirit tree is different .

Lingmu will care, speak very softly, and tell him some of his own experience, nothing more than dark, sunny again, rainy, windy, sunny again...

When Jiuyue heard it, she found it very interesting. In addition, Lingmu would also give Jiuyue the side branches that grew out of it to make stick heads for Jiuyue. The head of the stick is enough.

Jiuyue smiled and said: "I can't live without him more and more, really, I can't live without him..."

But then...

The Blood Moon Clan is about to start selecting the patriarch again, and Jiuyue began to get anxious because he found that maybe he had spent too long a time at ease, and he had wasted a lot of skills, and Jiu Ze began to think that the position of patriarch was bound to be won.

Jiuyue started to panic, he locked himself up, stopped seeing the spirit tree, and studied his craft for several days, when he left the customs, he found that the spirit tree was dying.

The spirit tree had been chopped off a lot, and it looked very haggard. At that time, Jiuyue was very angry. He had never been so angry before, and spent a long time taking care of the spirit tree.

Lingmu just smiled stupidly, and said, I am a winter tree, which blooms in winter. I want to try to bloom in September this year. I have been working hard to give September a surprise. , but it seems to be no longer possible now, the branches have been cut off a lot, and it is not enough to bloom in winter.

At that time, Jiuyue felt very uncomfortable. No matter whether Mu Fuyu would bloom or not, Jiuyue didn't take care of him because he would bloom.

Jiuyue has taken care of Mu Fuyu for a long time, and the day for the selection of the patriarch is coming. Jiuyue is getting more and more anxious every day. Later, he overhears Jiuze telling others that he found an ancient classic, which turns out that the stick The best material for the head puppet is the wood winter spirit tree. After three days and three nights of burning the whole tree in the fire, you can get the most perfect staff head material...

Jiuyue seemed to be remembering, with confusion in his eyes, and said: "At that time... I was moved, really... I wanted to burn the spirit tree for a moment, and calcine it into the best stick head."

Ever since I heard about this ancient classic, Jiuyue has been absent-minded, and I seldom see Mu Fuyuki. Mu Fuyuki thought he was sick, and asked him concerned. Jiuyue just said that he was going to be selected, and he was just nervous .

Mu Fuyuki would say with a naive smile, September is the most powerful, don't worry, don't tire yourself.

Jiuye's eyes were a little red, he looked at the wood carving in Wen Baiyu's hand, and said, "I... I just thought about it once, I didn't really want to burn him, really... it's true... I will I never thought about the second time..."

But Jiuyue became more and more anxious day by day, and Mu Fuyuki also noticed his anxiety, and would comfort him clumsily, gently patting Jiuyue's back with his own branch, and turning a small flower on the branch. Bai Hua, just a small white flower, has exhausted all of Mu Fuyu's spiritual power. After he was cut off, he was too weak.

Jiuyue's mood didn't improve. It was still night and he was sleeping, but he got up and walked out the door when he heard someone's noise. **It's gone!

When Jiuyue heard about it, he no longer knew how he felt. He rushed into the crowd. That silly winter tree wrapped its side branches around the edge of the alchemy furnace, and threw its trunk into the alchemy furnace. In the furnace, in the raging fire of the Blood Moon Clan, no perfect staff head was forged, but burned to ashes!

In fact, Mu Fuyuki knew what was going on in Jiuyue, and he also inquired about it. It is said that he can forge treasures by putting himself in the fire. At that time, Mu Fuyuki was very puzzled. Trees are afraid of fire, so how can they forge treasures?

But Mu Fuyu couldn't bear to watch Jiuyue getting more and more anxious day by day, Jiuyue was already his only one, if he could really forge treasures for Jiuyue, it would be regarded as being by his side all the time.

Fuyuki has lived for too long, looking at the sky every day, dark, windy, rainy, and sunny again, day after day and year after year, only after the appearance of September, those days are bright and dark, blowing When it rains, it becomes meaningful. When the sky is sunny, he will count the stars in the sky with September. When it rains, he will open all the branches to cover the wanton rain for September...

Looking at the pile of ashes in disbelief, Jiuyue seemed to hear Mu Dongshu calling his name in a simple and gentle voice in the alchemy furnace.

September……

I myself wanted to bloom in September, but now I can't get a single flower...

Jiu Ye's eyes were red, he took a deep breath, and said: "Everything is burned, only this piece is left, and I snatched it from the alchemy furnace... everything is fake, and the head of the stick is not needed at all." Calcination, that’s just a lie that nine came up with, but I believed it, if it wasn’t because I believed it, he wouldn’t be so stupid to go to the alchemy furnace to cheat.”

Three days later, the selection of the patriarch came as scheduled. Jiu Yue's mood was so low that he couldn't participate at all, but he hated Jiu Ze's lies, so he still participated in the selection as scheduled, but Jiu Yue was not in the mood at all and was interrupted by Jiu Ze left leg...

Jiu Ye lay on the ground, panting continuously.

Wen Baiyu found that his wound had stopped bleeding, but he looked weaker and weaker, and his face gradually turned pale, as if to prove that what Jiuye confessed was indeed a funeral, Jiuye's face became more and more ugly.

Wen Baiyu wanted to remove his gauze and re-wrap it, Master Jiu shook his head with a smile, and said, "Wen Baiyu, let me tell you a secret, the reason why the blood moon clansmen live long is because of their pure blood, only People with pure blood can live long... Others are so eager to get Phoenix blood and Candle Dragon blood, but I don't have this blessing..."

Wen Baiyu suddenly understood, his own blood dripped on Jiu Ye's body, Jiu Ye's blood became no longer pure, even though there was only a little blood, even if the wound stopped bleeding, Jiu Ye began to weaken.

Master Jiu smiled and said: "Thank you for listening to me tell these old things, and you must help me. Although he has been reincarnated, but...but his spirit wood has been burned. No matter how many times he reincarnates, he will have no blessings. Only Plant a living spirit tree, let it germinate and bloom, and only then will he have his own blessing..."

Wen Baiyu looked at the wood carving in his hand and said, "Mu Dong?"

Master Jiu nodded, as if he was really exhausted. He closed his eyes, panted heavily, and said, "My apprentice can also undo the forbidden technique of the stick-headed puppet. If I...you can take He Qi to find Wuyong , although he doesn't know how to plant stick-headed puppets, he can undo the forbidden technique..."

Wen Baiyu stretched out his hand to hold Master Jiu's hand, and said, "Don't think too much, it will be fine, don't you want to watch the Mudong tree sprout and bloom by yourself? Mu Dong also wants you to see the flowers he blooms in September, isn't it? Well, don't you want to take a look?"

Master Jiu gave a weak laugh and said, "I want...I really want to..."

At this moment, the little white wolf lying next to him suddenly yelled "Fu--" and yelled at the flap they rushed over just now.

Xiao Liu, who was lying on his head, also raised his body, narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, his back slowly grew wings. The wings drilled out from the position of the shoulder blades, and stretched a little bit, as if he was preparing for battle.

With a sound of "Boom," the flap was knocked open, and two people fell out of it. As soon as the two fell out, the little white wolf withdrew his fangs and lay down on the ground again, as if he felt no threat.

Those two people turned out to be Cheng Yan and Mu Dong!

Both of them were very embarrassed, there was blood on Mu Dong's face, it looked like he had been scratched, and he didn't know what happened to him.

Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them, and then said, "Where's He Qi?"

Wen Baiyu didn't know how to answer him, but he just said: "Wan Qi Jinghou went after him."

Cheng Yan seemed to be keenly aware that there was something wrong with what Wen Baiyu said. It wasn't Wan Qi Jing Hou who went to look for it, but Wan Qi Jing Hou went to chase it.

Cheng Yan seemed to have vaguely sensed it, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, but was just in a daze.

When Mu Dong saw Master Jiu lying on the ground, with his hands covering his abdomen and blood stains under his hands, he rushed over immediately and said, "Master Jiu? What's wrong with Master Jiu? Are you injured?"

Hearing Mu Dong's voice, Jiu Ye slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand with difficulty, Mu Dong hurriedly knelt beside Jiu Ye, and stretched out his hand to grab Jiu Ye's hand.

Jiu Ye looked very haggard and pale, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Mu Dong with complicated eyes, and murmured: "Don't go..."

Mu Dong's heart twisted, he didn't understand what Jiu Ye was talking about, but it was not the first time he heard Jiu Ye say don't go, the first time was when Jiu Ye was stabbed by a tree vine, Jiu Ye was unconscious, Grabbing him all the time and yelling not to go...

No, maybe that wasn't the first time either.

Mu Dong vaguely felt that there was another time, in a very distant memory, Mu Dong didn't know why there was such a memory, as if it was very far away, there was a big fire everywhere, and someone outside the big fire shouted at him, and brought With a fragile cry.

Mu Dong held Jiu Ye's hand tightly and said, "No, I won't leave."

Wen Baiyu retreated to the side tactfully, the little white wolf quickly came over and lay in Wen Baiyu's arms, while Xiao Liu occupied the space and place, because he lay on top of the little white wolf's head and could hug him with a single lift of his hand. Holding Wen Baiyu's neck, rubbing Wen Baiyu's chin coquettishly.

Wen Baiyu discovered that his Xiaoliu not only looked like a girl, but also more delicate and beautiful than Wan Cheng Jinghou, and she especially liked to act like a baby, with her pink lips pouting and her chin covered with slippery little hair.

Mu Dong held Jiu Ye in his arms, Jiu Ye's body was a little cold, he looked very weak, always half asleep, but he kept holding Mu Dong's hand.

Mu Dong hugged Master Jiu tightly, stroked his hair lightly, and murmured, "Jiuyue...Jiuyue..."

At this time, I heard the sound of "da da da", and ran over from a distance, Wen Baiyu was nervous for a while, stood up and looked forward, and saw a black shadow running over from the tomb passage, it was Wan Cheng Jinghou.

Wen Baiyu was the first to ask, "How is it?"

Wan Teng Jinghou shook his head and said: "I didn't catch up. He took away the materials of the native masters. There may be organs of tombs on it. There are many organs in front of them, and He Qi opened them all."

Although Cheng Yan didn't want to admit it, his idea seemed to come true...

Wan Cheng Jinghou took out the flashlights in his backpack, and they only had two flashlights left, one was held by Lord Jiu, and it was almost out of power, and it was shining dimly, and the other was Wan Cheng Jinghou's new flashlight. Taken out, still very bright.

Wan Qi Jinghou looked at the tomb and said, "You can't stay in this place. There are blood corpses in front of you who are searching."

Wan Cheng Jinghou stretched out his hand to help Wen Baiyu up, and said, "Follow me."

Mu Dong picked up Master Jiu, and Master Jiu seemed to be drowsy, because he was very weak now and needed a lot of sleep to replenish his strength, Master Jiu seemed to lose weight, instantly lighter, like a piece of paper.

Wen Baiyu turned around and called out: "Cheng Yan."

Only then did Cheng Yan come to his senses and said, "Huh?"

Wen Baiyu waved and said, "Let's go, there are blood corpses coming this way, let's go quickly."

Cheng Yan nodded and followed quickly.

Little White Wolf carried Xiao Liu on his back and followed them quickly.

Everyone opened the flap, and there were no blood corpses over there. The blood corpses seemed to obey He Qi's instructions. He Qi's sneak attack just now failed, and those blood corpses will be transferred to them soon. Go to the tomb, so that you can get rid of those blood corpses.

Everyone got out from the flap, and the front was very quiet. Wan Qi Jinghou walked in the front with a flashlight. The tomb passage was dark, and there were many worship patterns of South Vietnam on the tomb wall.

For example, the worship of the sun, the worship of the frog, the worship of the feathered man, the murals are lifelike, Zhao Tuo, as the first emperor of South Vietnam, his tomb is very magnificent and exquisite.

As they were walking, Wen Baiyu suddenly handed the wooden carving to Mu Dong, and said, "Master Jiu gave it to me just now, but I think it's better to give it to you."

Mu Dong looked down at the wood carving, the wood carving was very simple, but the figure on it was lifelike, it was the image of a man, he looked very enthusiastic and cheerful, exactly like himself.

Mu Dong is also inexplicably familiar with this piece of wood carving. The wood carving feels smooth to the touch and the wood is solid. He doesn't know why, but he feels familiar with a piece of wood.

Everyone walked forward, and soon saw a tomb room. The door of the tomb room was closed. There were two gates. There was a golden beast biting the knocker on the door. The gate was actually made of gold, which looked very luxurious.

The door was very heavy and seemed to be stuck. Marquis Wan Cheng put his hand on the door and passed along the crack of the door, saying: "There is a mechanism inside. If you don't open the mechanism, you may not be able to open this door." .”

This tomb should be a hallway. If you don’t enter this tomb, you will have no way to go on the road behind. If you want to go through the other side of the flap, the mechanism has already been opened by He Qi, and there are still many blood corpses blocking the road. There is no way to go. go forward.

Their only way is to open the mechanism of the tomb door.

At this time, Master Jiu seemed to wake up. He nestled in Mu Dong's arms, a little surprised, glanced at Mu Dong, and Mu Dong said pleasantly, "Master Jiu, you finally woke up?"

Jiu Ye nodded, he was so weak that he asked Mu Dong to put him down, Mu Dong let him down, Jiu Ye held the door and reached out to touch it.

Wen Baiyu almost forgot that Lord Jiu is Tang Wuyong's master, and he is also very good at tricks.

Jiuye was very weak, Mu Dong's palm passed through his armpit, and stretched out his arms to hug him, Jiuye's body weight was all on him, and he touched the door with trembling hands.

Master Jiu stopped suddenly and said, "I need a key."

Wen Baiyu said: "The key?"

Pointing to a groove on the top, Master Jiu said, "There are too many traps inside. If you try it rashly, it may trigger the trap. I can't take this risk because my hands are unstable now."

Wen Baiyu said: "Then what should we do?"

Wan Qi Jinghou said: "We have the key."

Wen Baiyu was taken aback and said, "Ah? Where is the key?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou pointed to the geometric pattern on the door and said, "That jade ring."

He said, looking at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan suddenly realized, it turned out that the jade ring in his father's mouth was the mechanism to open the door? !

Cheng Yan hurriedly opened the backpack and took out the jade ring. The blood-red jade ring looked crystal clear under the dim light.

Cheng Yun handed the jade ring to Wan Qi Jinghou, and Wan Qi Jing Hou took the jade ring in his hand, just in time for the gap and the hickey groove on the door, he inserted the jade ring in and turned it slightly.

I heard the sound of "click-click...cha!".

The bite rings of the two big golden gates suddenly started to rotate, like wheels, and then there was a sound of "cracking la la la", which seemed to be gears. The big golden gates began to move driven by the gears and opened to both sides.

What caught my eye was so resplendent and resplendent. A tomb room was very empty. It was more than 100 steps away. The walls were painted purple and gold. In front of the coffin stood four maids Yong, the sculptures were lifelike, and the maids Yong were playing drums and zithers.

Behind the coffin there is a table with various incense burners on it, and a small pool next to it. The water in the pool is silver, and there are various metal ducks and gulls floating on it.

Wen Baiyu opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth and nose immediately, and said, "Mercury?!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned and said, "This place is poisonous, leave as soon as possible."

As he said, he walked forward quickly to open the front door, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck".

The little white wolf roared "Fu--Fu--" outside the door, and felt it sensitively, as if the blood corpse was chasing after him.

Cheng Yan said, "What should we do now? It's too late."

It sounds like there are a lot of them, and I don't know how many there are, but the blood corpses ran so that the tomb trembled and roared loudly, and it seemed that there were dozens of them.

Wen Baiyu looked around quickly, and said, "Coffin! Coffin! Get in!"

Master Jiu chuckled and said, "I need to respond, is this a good way?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou didn't say anything, but obviously agreed with Wen Baiyu's "good idea", he immediately turned his palm over, threw out the dragon-scale dagger, and quickly slashed along the coffin, with a sound of "click!", a coffin was picked open , Chong Mudong said: "First help Master Jiu go in."

Mu Dong nodded, and supported Master Jiu. After the coffin was opened, there was no corpse inside, which made everyone very happy. It was just a tomb of clothing, which looked very luxurious, and was filled with various funerary objects.

After the other two coffins were opened, they were only clothes and funeral objects. Cheng Yan climbed into the second coffin, and Wan Cheng Jinghou immediately closed the lid and said, "Don't make any noise."

Then he took Wen Baiyu, Xiaobailang and Xiaoliu into the third coffin, and slammed the lid of the coffin shut.

In an instant, everything was pitch black, Wan Cheng Jinghou also turned off the flashlight, and put his arms around Wen Baiyu's waist.

The little white wolf is lying on the body of Wancheng Jinghou, with bright eyes looking around, a strand of black hair hanging down from his head, soft, slippery, and fragrant, the little white wolf's nose With a shrug, he almost sneezed, and quickly reached out to cover his nose with his paw.

Xiao Liu lay on his head, watching the action of the little white wolf covering his nose when he wanted to sneeze, he seemed to find it very interesting, pulled his hair, and tickled the little white wolf's face again, gently chuckled.

Seeing Xiao Liu's smile, Little White Wolf blushed instantly, and should cover his face with his paws. ...

Mu Dong put his arms around Master Jiu, and the two of them were lying in the coffin. There was a lot of space in the coffin, and the coffin was closed