Saying this, Wang Shijiu looked back at the pitch-black tablet behind him and sighed: "The reason why everything is out of control is because of Mo Yuzhu. ”

When I heard the word Mo Yizhu again, which made me scratch my heart and liver, I couldn't help the curiosity in my heart, and hurriedly asked, "Wait a minute! Uncle Nineteen, what is this Mo Zhu?"

Wang 19 heard me interrupt his speech, turned his head, and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know. ”

"Huh, what? You...... You don't know?" I stammered as I glared at him in surprise as he looked at his wry smile and didn't look like he was lying.

Wang Shijiu shook his head again and continued to speak: "I just heard from the master that there should be something called the Desert Bead hidden in this mysterious site of the Wang family, and the collective loss of control of the Centipede Guard is related to this Desert Bead. However, Master and his old man didn't tell me what Mo Yuzhu was, he just ......"

"Just what? Uncle Nineteen, don't sell Guanzi!" Wang Quan sat beside me, listening intently to Wang Nineteen's narration, and when he saw Wang Nineteen's hesitation, he suddenly felt itchy and couldn't help but speak.

Wang 19 looked at Bing Cube Ling, who had been sitting silently beside me, lowered his head and thought about it again, and after a long time, he spoke: "Master just said, let me find a person with the mark of a vermilion fish on his neck and take him to the ancestral hall - because only he can solve all these problems, find the hidden desert bead, and help our Wang family out of the predicament." ”

Hearing what Wang Nineteen said, my whole body was stunned: the person with the mark of the vermilion fish on his neck...... Isn't that the fuck Bing Cube Ling's guy? Moreover, that guy once swallowed a so-called desert bead in the ancient tomb, could it be that he has some special connection with that strange bead?

Thinking of this, I turned my head abruptly and looked at Bing Cube Ling Na with a shocked expression—and at this time, Bing Cube Ling Na Guy slowly stood up and looked down at Wang Nineteen. said lightly: "I came here just for my mission, and I don't have to be regarded as a savior, and. My ugly words are ahead—"

When Bing Cube Ling said this, his voice suddenly became more indifferent: "Those centipede guards will also be completely useless because of my arrival, you should prepare to bury them." ”

Let's talk about it. He took a step, ignoring Wang Nineteen, whose face was a little haggard, and walked towards the spirit case with the strange tablet enshrined in his own eyes.

Everyone present knew that Bing Cu Ling had a vermilion fish mark on his neck, but when he heard Wang Shijiu say that only he could find Mo Yu Zhu, Wang Quan and Mu Xuanqing also shook their hearts one after another, probably thinking the same as me, but they were not fortunate enough to see the strange scene of Bing Cu Ling devouring the Mo Yu Zhu.

Just when everyone was stunned when they looked at the ice cube, this guy had already walked to the blue-gray stone case. I saw him look at the black tablet, sighed, and said lightly: "I knew today, why bother?"

Just when I wondered what this guy meant by what he said, I saw that his white marble-like right hand was already attached to the black tablet—

"Click—" A sound of wood cracking came from above the tablet.

"Hiss......" Hearing this crisp sound, Wang Quan, Mu Xuanqing and I and Wang Xiang all subconsciously gasped, and Wang Shijiu immediately stood up from the ground, his eyes widened, and he stared at Bing Fang Ling's right hand that had broken the spirit card with an incredible expression, and said with some hesitation: "You...... You're ......"

Bing Cu Ling ignored Wang Nineteen, and continued to exert his strength with his right hand. With a palpitating "click" sound, I looked at the black spirit card that read "Xuanwu Yin, An Moyi", which had been completely broken in half by the ice cube - and at the moment when the spirit card shattered. In the underground where the spirit case was located, there was a sudden "gurgling" sound that seemed to be something grinding its teeth!

Hearing this strange movement, I instantly remembered the damn tower tomb, and I was so frightened that my hairs stood on end, and my heart kept roaring: Damn! Wouldn't this fucking zombie be hiding some kind of zombie too!

Hearing this strange sound, Wang Nineteen subconsciously dragged Wang Xiang back, and Wang Quan and Mu Xuanqing also hurriedly stood up. I was very frightened, and hurriedly ran to Wang Quan and Mu Xuanqing's side, staring intently at the ground of the spirit case that kept making "gurgling" sounds, and my heart was beating wildly.

Just when we were all scared, Bing Cube Ling leaned down and lay on the ground, listening carefully to the movement underground. After a while, the "gurgling" sound gradually disappeared, and the ancestral hall once again returned to its original tranquility.

With the disappearance of that voice, all of us breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Shijiu still looked at the blue-gray spirit case vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Ling, ...... down here"

"Stuff down here. Bing Ling slowly stood up from the ground and said coldly.

After that, he walked to the blue-gray spirit case, raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the spirit case, only to see his subordinates violently exert force, and the stone spirit case that looked very heavy seemed to have no weight, and was thrown aside by him lightly, only the spirit case rubbed the ground with a "stabbing" sound, which proved the heaviness of the spirit case itself.

With this piercing sound, all the things placed on the spiritual table rolled down, and the three copper incense burners also rolled to the ground one after another, making a chaotic sound of "clanging"; the plates on which the tributes were placed were all shattered, and the two burning candles were also falling and extinguished, and the ancestral hall suddenly became extremely dark.

The things on the spirit case fell to the ground "crackling", and the corners of Wang Nineteen's mouth twitched for a while, and even when I looked at this guy like a god of destruction, he almost destroyed the Wang family's already humble ancestral hall, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart: What kind of trouble is this guy trying to make? Why do you make this ancestral hall look like this? Could it be that Bing Cu Ling has some intermittent mania? If so, wouldn't it be dangerous for us to stay with him all day?

Just when I kept thinking about these messy feelings in my mind, Wang Quan and Mu Xuanqing, who were standing beside me, turned on the flashlights in their hands one after another, and the light filled this small ancestral hall again.

However, to the surprise of all of us, the ice cube Ling was gone, and in the place where the spirit case had been placed, a small cave appeared that only one person could pass through. Looking at the strange cave, I was horrified: when did this guy run out of the hole?

I thought to myself, and immediately ran to the cave. The kings and they all followed, and hurriedly ran to both sides of the cave, and shone down with a flashlight - I saw that the mouth of the cave was only about one meter wide, and the vertical was six or seven meters deep, because the hole was too narrow, the light of the flashlight could not illuminate too many places, but I carefully observed, the ground under the cave was very flat, and at a glance I knew that this was not a naturally formed cave, but an artificial trace.

Looking at the strange space under this cave, I suddenly remembered the strange "gurgling" sound just now, my heart suddenly clenched, and I hurriedly shouted: "Hey, Comrade Ling Wen! What's the situation down there? Where are you?"

However, before I could finish speaking, the cold voice of Bing Cu Ling came from inside the cave—

"Don't come down!"

Hearing his somewhat hurried cold drink, everyone was stunned, and a strong uneasiness suddenly rose in my heart: What is going on down there? Why won't this guy let us go down? Could it be that there is some danger down here?

Thinking of this, my heart was beating uncontrollably again. After a burst of fire, my brain suddenly heated: No, although I have no ability, and my hands and feet are not neat, but this guy has saved me so many times, I can't see death without help!

I made up my mind, so I took advantage of everyone's indifference and suddenly poked out my left foot-

"Ah——" (To be continued.) )