Skilled in managing a house

The death of the big-nosed old man was a huge blow to the living people. Everyone knows that Lao Dao's strength is second only to Zhenjun Xiao Lin here. If even he dies, it means that these people present may die at any time.

"Master... Since it says that those who kneel and worship will die, does it mean that the statue has a secret. If we can find the location of the mechanism, we may leave here alive..." Feng Hu said a little nervously.

"Yes, the agency is very likely up here. Don't be nervous...Zhang Yu, let's go over and take a look. The others will stay back and wait..." Zhenjun Xiaolin said.

He could already realize that he had definitely underestimated Zhang Yu before. After the big-nosed old man died, Zhang Han was completely his biggest helper.

The others retreated one after another, while Zhenjun Xiaolin and Zhang Yu continued to look at the statue in front of them.

The statue of the Patriarch can be four meters high, and its appearance and other features are the same as before. The slight difference is that this time the Patriarch is holding a sword in his left hand instead of Ruyi. The Patriarch's right hand stretched out two fingers, as if holding a sword.

After looking around from this side, they found nothing unusual, and the two people walked towards the back of the statue.

When we came to the back of the statue, we couldn't see anything unusual either. Of course, mechanisms and such cannot be seen by looking at them.

Zhenjun Xiaolin said: "I don't seem to see any problem... Tell me, are there any mechanisms or something above this..."

"It's hard to say, otherwise I would go over and study it." Zhang Yu said.

"Well, it all depends on you." Zhenjun Xiaolin said.

Zhang Yu slowly walked to the side of the statue. Even from this distance, he could not tell anything.

But Zhang Yu did not dare to touch the Taoist priest's body. Although the statue was very tall, the Taoist priest's legs hung down next to the cow and could be touched.

Zhang Yu understood that the statue of the Patriarch was not to be touched casually. It was okay to take a clean towel and wipe the dust after saluting. Especially in a place like this, if the shadow of a sword suddenly appears, he will die on the spot. This time the sword shadow is more powerful, and even the big-nosed old man can't stop it, let alone himself.

His hands were mainly placed on the cow's body, tapping it gently to check if there were any mechanisms. Of course, Zhang Yu also understood that this was a formation, so the most important position should be the Tai Chi pattern of the bull's head. He quickly came to the cow's head, carefully looked at the Tai Chi diagram on the cow's head, and then touched it with his hand.

After touching for a while, I couldn't figure out why.

All of this is completely carved out of stone, and the Tai Chi diagram above cannot be shaken at all. Zhang Yu tapped lightly again, but there was still no response from Tai Chi Tu, and Zhang Yu didn't hear the existence of any mechanism.

Zhenjun Xiao Lin was watching from the side. Seeing that Zhang Yu did not dare to touch the Taoist priest's body, he could probably figure out what it meant.

At this stall, Zhenjun Xiao Lin suddenly heard footsteps coming from a distance. The sound was not loud, and Zhang Yu obviously didn't hear it, but he still heard it.

Zhenjun Xiaolin whispered: "Someone is coming, prepare to fight first."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

The two of them walked back to the statue together and met with the disciples of True Lord Xiao Lin. True Lord Xiao Lin whispered again: "I heard someone coming, you immediately set up the Tiger King Formation and ambush behind the giant sword. Me and Zhang Yu and his second brother’s disciples will go to the front to take a look first, and once they take action, you will immediately go around and sneak attack on the other side!”

"Yes, Master." "Yes, Master."...

There are not many disciples of Zhenjun Xiao Lin anymore. Counting the men in black who were lucky enough to survive, there are less than twenty of them.

Dihu, Fenghu, and Leihu immediately took the lead in setting up the formation. The men in black did not need to participate. They only had to watch Liang Daji and block Liang Daji's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.

True Lord Xiao Lin made arrangements and led Zhang Yu and the two black-robed Taoist priests towards the front of the giant sword.

The two black-robed Taoist priests also understood that their master was dead and had lost two companions. If they wanted to leave here alive, they had no choice but to hang out with Zhenjun Xiao Lin.

Passing around the giant sword from the right, the four of them could see that there were four people walking towards the front of the giant sword. Soon, Zhang Yu and the others were able to see each other's faces clearly. The people coming were none other than Lei Zhengyang, the silver-robed elder, the foreigner holding the harpoon, and the leading foreigner.

It's really surprising that these four people came together. But think about it, it's actually quite normal. In a place like this, sometimes if you want to survive, you have to join forces. In particular, Zhenjun Xiaolin also arranged a formation at the entrance. With ordinary strength, it is impossible to break the formation.

Both Black Gloves and Lei Zhengyang must have suffered a lot, otherwise there wouldn't be only four people left. It is estimated that they finally united in one place out of desperation.

Zhang Yu and Zhenjun Xiao Lin saw each other, and the other party also saw them.

Lei Zhengyang hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, nodded, and then walked towards Zhenjun Xiaolin together.

While walking, Lei Zhengyang also said: "Zhenjun, what a coincidence, we meet again, eh...where did Zhenjun Yishan go..."

When he said this, there was obviously a sense of temptation.

This place is so dangerous, even if a top expert dies in it, it is nothing unusual. Of course, if the big-nosed old man really dies, Lei Zhengyang will not be afraid of Zhenjun Xiaolin.

"He is behind. I just came over to see who is here. It's a coincidence that I met him here." Zhenjun Xiaolin said carelessly.

Even though the current situation of strength and weakness has reversed somewhat, Zhenjun Xiaolin did not show any timidity, and what he said was not a complete lie. The big-nosed old man was indeed behind, but he was just dead.

"The formation arranged by Zhenjun is really powerful and has caused many losses to my side. When we meet again, Zhenjun should have an explanation." Lei Zhengyang said in a deep voice.

"What can you say! If you want to take action, just do it!" Zhenjun Xiaolin said disapprovingly.

After saying this, his eyes widened, obviously ready for a fight to the death.

The so-called corporal of Xiaolin Clan can be killed but not humiliated. Zhenjun Xiaolin has such requirements for his disciples, and his temper is even more so.

Zhang Yu, on the other hand, was a little nervous. His opponent singled out one of them, although none of them was the opponent of Zhenjun Xiao Lin. But if we join forces, the effect will be different. This is a battle in which no matter who wins, their vitality will be severely damaged. Especially Liang Daji has already said that Bai Ri Zhenjun is not dead, he just wants these people to come and help clear the way, and then finally come out to pick up what is ready.

Bai Ri Zhenjun himself is very powerful, and if someone likes to take advantage of it, they will definitely die.