Looking back on the past, the painful feeling was unbearable, but Wang Leng was experienced and could barely get through.

However, there was one thing that he couldn't do, and that was to enhance his cultivation and make his pulse power deeper.

He needs to have a strong pulse to open the veins of each meridian, and there are many veins that have never been opened and closed, so the blockage is very complicated, and it is not easy to open.

However, the "Blood Meridian" practiced by Wang Leng has a great advantage when it comes to opening up the twelve meridians.

Because everything is difficult at the beginning, the greatest advantage of this pulse technique is that no matter how great the resistance, it can always tear a gap, although sometimes the gap is small and the small is insignificant.

But after the gap is torn open, it can finally be opened after a year and a half of continuous impact by the pulse.

However, among Wang Leng's eight veins of the strange meridians, especially the two veins of Ren Du, have not been opened, and his pulse power is limited after all, every time he passes through a meridian, the pulse power will naturally be stationed, and when he opens the next meridian, the pulse power will be reduced by a few points.

In this way, the later it is, the more time it takes to open the meridians.

At the stage of knowing the destiny of heaven at the age of fifty, Wang Leng may not have the possibility of getting through!

But at that time, his qi and blood will be exhausted day by day, and the feeling of being unable to do it will become stronger and stronger, and it will become impossible to open up the meridians.

With this in mind, he turned to research, such as the use of pulse power, and the variation of punches and kicks.

After studying, Wang Leng returned to the basement, looking at the three rows of vertical bars carved by himself on the wall, he couldn't help but feel the ups and downs of thought, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He was persecuted and imprisoned, and now more than three years have passed, time flies, and he is not allowed to cherish it, and it has disappeared!

In the middle of the night of this day, under Wang Leng's continuous cutting, the coffin in the underground tomb was finally opened by him.

He was secretly happy in his heart, and his face couldn't help but be complacent, thinking that this coffin must be full of rare treasures, and his hard work was not in vain.

When he pried open the lid of the coffin, waited for the smoke and dust to clear, and looked inside, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Maybe it's the age, or maybe the air has entered it, causing many things in the coffin to be decayed, and they don't have the smooth appearance they had when they were buried at the beginning of the year.

I saw a stone pillow inside, a tattered piece of clothing next to it, and a pile of black dust, which looked like something had left traces after it had rotted.

Wang Leng turned it over with a broken knife curiously, and the dust rose into the air and floated far away, exuding a smell of death, which made him sneeze.

Fortunately, he just choked his nose, and there was nothing serious, so he didn't take it seriously.

Look at the coffin again, on the left and right sides of the stone pillow, there is a statue of a beautiful woman lying flat, the material is like jade, the posture is slender, and the face is good.

One jade statue holds a face towel, a comb and a mirror in his hand, while the other holds cups, plates and bowls, as if serving the master's food and daily life.

But where are their owners?

It now appears that there are at least two unusual things about this burial chamber:

One is that the stone pillows are empty, leaving only a pile of tattered clothes like cicadas, and black ashes, where is the owner who wears them?

Second, in this tomb, there is also a stone statue of a soldier, as well as two jade statues of women in the coffin.

Why are they placed in this way, and what is the purpose of them?

Is it to protect the souls of the dead, or to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits?

Or is there something else going on?

However, although there is no tomb owner, in terms of the coffin alone, judging from the space inside it, it is a behemoth, which can accommodate several people.

But there is nothing decent in it except for stone pillows, jade statues and other things. And judging from their position, they are very well placed, not like they have been opened.

And the other things are all very ordinary things, how can there be any trace of treasures!

Wang Leng was depressed when he saw this, and it took him almost a year to finally cut open the coffin, didn't he just want to take the gold and silver treasures inside?

Unexpectedly, there was a joy in the air, and a lot of hard work was wasted!

"Huh......"

Just when Wang Leng was disappointed, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a white paper that seemed to be folded up in the black ashes.

He picked it up and opened it to look at it, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his brain went blank for a while.

I saw that the white paper read: "Silly boy, you are so stupid to death, it took more than a year to open my life and death box." I am gone, and all my things are yours as a token of gratitude!"

"This ...... This ......"

Wang Leng read the content and was shocked.

He looked left and right, trying to see if anyone was around, but no matter how he searched, in the catacomb, except for himself, there was not even a single mouse, where was the second person!

But looking at the content on the blank paper, it seems that they are blaming him, blaming him for being too slow and stupid, blaming him for doing things too slowly.

Could it be that the person who left a blank sheet of paper just left?

This is too bizarre and incredible!

Wang Leng didn't dare to think about it, and goosebumps fell all over his body.

He vaguely realized that he might have encountered some strange incident, and in the grave underground, he was alive and dead!

So far, Wang Leng suppressed the fear in his heart, didn't dare to delve further, and hurriedly climbed back along the dark passage.

It wasn't until he returned to the basement above that he relaxed a little, feeling uneasy.

After some tossing, it was the middle of the night.

Wang Leng, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that nothing strange had happened, and the fear in his heart was finally alleviated a lot.

As soon as he was not afraid, he thought about killing a horse pistol, but it was not very clear on the paper that everything belonged to him!

Thinking that he couldn't go home empty-handed, Wang Leng returned to the underground tomb again, and wanted to take the two female jade statues as his own.

But they're so big and heavy, the size of an adult, that they're not easy to carry.

Wang Leng had no choice but to give up, only took the broken knife, inserted it back into the scabbard, took it to the basement, and hid it in the rotten grass in case of emergency.

When he was done, he estimated that it was almost dawn.

The fear of most of the night made Wang Leng, who was tired and weak, lie in the rotten grass pile, not wanting to move his fingers.

He thought back to what happened just now, and couldn't help but feel very sad, he was busy before and after, but he didn't harvest a decent treasure, and he was almost scared half to death, you say that people are not angry!

"It seems that I am destined to have no fortune in this life, so I should obey the destiny of heaven! What can I do if I don't go well...... In a few years, I'll be old......"

Thinking of this, Wang sighed coldly, deeply feeling the injustice of fate.

Counting the past time, he has been trapped in the basement for more than three years, often without clothes, pants without covering his legs, his hair is messy and hanging down to his back, and his beard is sloppy to his navel.

After a long period of solitary confinement, I am afraid that the dirt and sweat stains on his body are more than ten centimeters thick!

Fortunately, it was in an unmanned basement, otherwise walking on the street would have scared passers-by out of heart disease.

Lu Qiao and the daughter of the Li family, Li Huan, and the rest of the Li family, what are they doing now?

Could it be that these people really forgot about Wang Leng?

But the daily water and steamed buns, in the past three years, someone still sent them on time, and they have never been cut off, which makes Wang Leng a little confused!

For this reason, he is too lazy to think about it, anyway, he is now a prisoner, and he thinks too much about other people's affairs, which will not help him much in his current predicament.

Although he is in prison, he has food and drink, and he has no worries for the time being, and he can also practice the pulse technique with peace of mind.

It's just that every time I think of my enemies, they are still chic and happy, and the hatred in Wang Leng's heart arises spontaneously, even to the deep-rooted level.

He swore more than once: When he has the ability, he must take revenge and regain his due dignity!