On the outskirts of Hangzhou, in the ancestral house of the Li family, when the sky was just dawning, a jeep slowly stopped in front of the door, but no one got out of the car.

"This iron bump, I thought it was going to die halfway through, but I didn't expect it to survive until now!"

The soldier frowned, didn't say anything, and naturally took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, burned, and swallowed the clouds.

When the jeep was halfway there, black smoke suddenly came out, and it twitched and refused to go forward, but fortunately, Wei Haoran consciously got out of the car and pushed it for a while, and it came back to life.

Everyone waited in the car for a while, and Sanqing and Soul Haoxuan finally appeared in their sight. Soul Haoxuan walked in front, holding a wooden box more than one person long in his right hand. Sanqing walked about ten steps behind him, ragged and looking like a Hanako who was asking for food. His demeanor was natural, as if he didn't know Soul Haoxuan.

Soul Haoxuan took the lead in walking to the root of the wall of the Li family's ancestral house, raised his right hand, raised the wooden box over his head, and pushed it again, the wooden box came out of his hand, flew over the wall, and landed in the courtyard. Then, Soul Haoxuan jumped lightly, jumped on the wall, and entered the Li family's ancestral house.

Sanqing also walked under the wall, turned his head to look at the jeep parked not far away, thought about nothing, and went directly over the wall.

"Damn, these two guys, what should we do then?" In the jeep, Wei Haoran watched his eldest brother and the man named Sanqing come over like that, and then he didn't seem to see his group of people at all, and immediately looked at the soldier suspiciously.

"I don't understand, probably let's wait here!" The GI was also confused, but seemed much calmer. Fan Youwei in the back seat had already fallen asleep, and he smacked his mouth a few times from time to time, as if he had found something delicious in his dream.

Mu Yi, who was sitting next to Fan Youwei, was also dazed, but he didn't really fall asleep.

At this time, Sanqing suddenly appeared on the wall again, and waved in the direction of the jeep, and then disappeared again.

"Let's go!" the soldier said in a deep voice, then pushed the door and got out of the car, Wei Haoran suddenly became energetic, jumped out of the car and ran to the wall before the soldier, and easily climbed over.

"Is this a rabbit?" the GI laughed and climbed up the wall. In the jeep, only Mu Yi and Fan Youwei were left, one asleep and the other half asleep.

When Wei Haoran and the soldiers entered the Li family's ancestral house, they didn't see Soul Haoxuan, Sanqing was waiting for them not far away, and after the three of them converged, the soldiers asked softly: "Got it?"

Sanqingtou didn't say anything, and then slowly walked towards the south wing.

In the south wing, the lights were lit for the first time, and although it was only a permanent lamp, it still provided a very good light.

Soul Haoxuan placed the wooden box in the center of the room, sat cross-legged on the wooden box, and waited until Sanqing walked in before jumping lightly to the ground.

"Good guy, you know it's a treasure when you look at this box!" Wei Haoran looked at the wooden box with a greedy face before he threw down the wooden box, and was about to reach out to touch it, but was kicked out by Soul Haoxuan, who was standing next to the wooden box with his hand, a few steps. Wei Haoran got up and found that the eldest brother was staring at him, so he didn't dare to approach the wooden box anymore.

"This, this is a coffin!" the soldier said in surprise after a closer look.

"Hmm!" Sanqing nodded.

"I've never seen such a coffin, but judging from the patterns and nails on it, this coffin is used to suppress some bad things!

"I didn't expect you to be an expert!" Soul Haoxuan didn't answer the soldier directly, turned a corner, not only praised the soldier, but also showed what he meant.

"I'm a bullshit expert, I listen to others, my third brother...... That's an expert!" The soldier whispered, pausing when he mentioned Li Laosan, as if touching some sensitive position in his heart.

"The surname Li is indeed a man! At least so far, there are only three people I have served, and he is ranked third!" Soul Haoxuan said slowly.

"Third?" The soldier looked at Soul Haoxuan with a little anger, but then he thought about it, there are people outside the world, at least this son still obeys his third brother, obviously not the one who has no one in his eyes, since this is the case, the two people who can be ranked in front of him, what kind of amorous person should be? He couldn't imagine who it was, and he didn't want to know who it was, because he only had Li Laosan in his eyes. So, he didn't go any further.

"Open the coffin, right?" Sanqing walked to the wooden box and whispered.

"Come on, I don't want to touch this thing again!" Soul Haoxuan said coldly, then took off the dagger on his waist and threw it to Sanqing.

Sanqing took the dagger and glanced at it, and there was a tailless dragon carved on it. Sanqing pulled out his dagger, and the cold light was dazzling.

"Good thing!" Sanqing held the dagger in his hand and was full of praise, and the soldiers and Wei Haoran who were standing on the side were also attracted by the dagger that exuded a faint light, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Long-winded!" Soul Haoxuan said two words coldly, and actually stepped forward and snatched the dagger in Sanqing's hand and inserted it into the gap of the wooden box, and then walked around the wooden box, and pulled out the dagger after returning to the original.

"It's really a guy with a hurry, and you can't listen to praise?" Sanqing pursed his lips and smiled, and threw the dagger set back to Soul Haoxuan.

"Can't you open it?" squinted at Sanqing, said, and sent the dagger back into the sheath, and then, without waiting for Sanqing to answer, he slapped his palm on the wooden box. The lid of the box flew up in an instant and smashed into Sanqing.

Sanqing gently reached out a hand to catch the lid of the box, and said: "It's a pity to smash such a good thing!"

Soul Haoxuan watched coldly, noncommittal.

Sanqing gently put the lid aside, and then walked to the open wooden box.

In the wooden box, Shen Teng emitted a burst of turbid black gas, but with a pleasant aroma. Sanqing's eyes flickered, and a vision appeared in his eyes.

In the black mist rising from the wooden box, seven golden crows hovered in between. After Sanqing approached, seven crows lined up and flew to Sanqing's ears in turn, whispering, I don't know what to do. It wasn't until the last golden crow left Sanqing's side that the seven crows flew back to the wooden box, and then burst together in an instant, turning into golden powder and floating in the wooden box.

The vision in Sanqing's eyes suddenly stopped, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What do you see?" asked Soul Haoxuan softly.

"It's nothing, your old man dragged seven crows to bring me a message! He asked me to prepare a meeting gift for you!" Sanqing replied casually.

"Oh, I'm not from the same family as him!, but I'm a little interested in meeting me!" said Soul Haoxuan disapprovingly.

Sanqing smiled and said nothing.

The soldiers on the side and Wei Haoran were at a loss. At this time, the only black mist they could see slowly dissipated, and the wooden box showed the true face of Lushan, a pair of dark black armor lay flat in the wooden box, missing a breastplate, but it still faintly exuded a cold and murderous aura.