When Sanqing returned to the ground, everyone else on the ground except for Soul Haoxuan was poking their heads out and looking into the tomb, their faces full of firelight. Top Novel,

"Throw these in too, cut the grass to get rid of the roots!" Sanqing said in a deep voice as he returned to the ground and pointed to the mutilated half-faced people on the ground.

After listening to Sanqing's instructions, Zhou Qingli and the others immediately turned around and moved the half-faced people on the ground and threw them into the tomb one by one.

Sanqing suddenly found that Lao Chu was gone, so he walked around but found no trace of Lao Chu.

"Your friend said he left first, so let you go to the place where you first met when you're done. Soul Haoxuan suddenly walked to Sanqing's side and whispered this.

"Hmm!" Sanqing said absentmindedly as he looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's all done!" Zhou Qingli walked over and said in a loud voice.

"When the fire in the tomb is finished, we'll go down the mountain!" Sanqing glanced back and said in a deep voice, then walked directly to the side that was still stunned and stammered.

Stammered and looked at Sanqing, wanting to say something, but he didn't dare to say it.

"I'm not Erlang God!" Sanqing glanced at his stammering and said with a smile.

"You, you must be, it's an immortal!" Seeing that Sanqing saw through his mind again, he stammered and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Is your stuttering problem born or acquired?" Sanqing did not respond, but asked instead.

"After, after, the day after tomorrow!" replied with a stammered face.

"Are you interested in talking about it?" asked Sanqing.

"But, but, can you say very, very, for ......a long time," stammered and hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his head and looked at Sanqing and said.

"It's okay, I'm very patient!" Sanqing replied, always smiling.

"Okay, okay, okay!" the stammerer said before lowering his head, as if he was slapping his belly.

Sanqing didn't say anything anymore, and quietly waited for his stammering to speak.

"Yes, yes, like this, I, I was a teenager, I came out to run, ran the rivers and lakes, at the age of eighteen, followed Brother Bazi, and then, I started my career of fighting back......" stammered and began to tell his story, Zhou Qingliang, who originally followed Sanqing, also planned to listen to the story of the stammering and pass the time, but later he was really impatient to listen, so he walked away alone, returned to the entrance of the tomb to see the half-faced people struggling in the sea of fire, and the stammering paused.

"Yes, once, I, I followed Brother Bazi into a Ming, Ming, Ming Dynasty, big tomb, Ben, originally, thought that I could touch, touch good things, as a result, he, fuck, even, not even an egg, did not touch, left, left, also, and suddenly jumped, jumped out of a few zongzi, zongzi. You, don't you know, that, those rice dumplings, zongzi, there are enough, how tall are one zhang, and, and, and partial, partial, just fell in love with me, and they pounced on me, me. When, when, I was scared,,, all bad, almost flowed, flowed, flowed!" At this point, the stammering stopped, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Sanqing listened carefully, and when he stopped stammering, he secretly took out a piece of rune paper from his pocket, recited the spell silently in his mouth, and then crumpled the rune paper into a small ball and held it in the palm of his hand.

"That, that time, Ba, Ba Zige rescued, saved, saved me, but, but people, although, no, not dead, guts, guts, but, scared, scared, scared, of, of, after, left, this, this, stammering hair, hair, problem......" Stuttering finally finished his experience.

"Open your mouth!" After listening to the stammer's experience, Sanqing did not make any comment, but let the stutterer open his mouth.

The stammering didn't dare to ask for any reason, let alone refuse, so he obediently opened his mouth and said "ah", just like when he usually went to the doctor.

Sanqing raised his hand and flicked the crumpled ball of talisman paper in his palm into the stammer's mouth. The paper ball got stuck in his stuttering throat, choking his face pale. Sanqing immediately reached out and slapped him on the mouth, and the paper ball was swallowed into his stomach by a stammer.

"You, what did you feed me?" asked the stammer, rubbing his stomach.

"The elixir will cure all diseases!" Sanqing said with the corners of his mouth clear, so he said in a mysterious way.

"Elixir?" stammered and asked, confused.

"Tell me something, listen to it!" Sanqing said casually.

"What did you say?" stammered back.

"Say whatever you want!" Sanqing answered.

"But I don't know what to say!Wait, I, I don't seem to stutter!" When he stammered and replied to Sanqing, he suddenly found that he could speak freely, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately looked at Sanqing with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm really not a god!" Sanqing smiled slightly, then ignored the stammer, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the tomb.

"You take me as an apprentice!" Seeing Sanqing leaving, he hurriedly chased after him, pulling Sanqing and said earnestly.

"My apprentice!" replied Sanqing.

"Take another one!" stammered as he continued to plead.

"No, one is enough, the apprentice has more brains!" Sanqing rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Don't do any more inverted trading, this road is not easy to walk!"

"Hmm!" Seeing that Sanqing didn't agree, he didn't continue to entangle, he let go of his hand, watched Sanqing walk to the entrance of the tomb, and then pondered for a while, and then seemed to figure out something, turned to leave, and then went directly down the mountain.

"Is the stammering story finished?" Sanqing walked to Zhou Qingli's side, Zhou Qingli turned his head to look at Sanqing, and asked playfully.

"He's not stuttering now!" Sanqing replied casually.

"Really?" Zhou Qingli questioned.

"If you don't believe it, you can catch up and take a look!" Sanqing said in a deep voice.

Zhou Qingli turned his head and glanced at the stammering that was gradually moving away, of course, he would definitely not really catch up. He pursed his lips and said no more.

The fire in the tomb was gradually extinguished, and there was no longer the roar and wail of half of the people, and the whole tomb and the whole mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"Let's go, it's time to go down the mountain!" Sanqing said to the people beside him.

"Don't you need to fill this back in?" Seeing that Sanqing proposed to leave, Yi Jianxi pointed to the tomb and asked.

"When do we have to fill it in?" Sanqing asked rhetorically.

Yi Jianxi thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he said to the second master beside him: "Then go down the mountain first, and the second master will go back and bring people back to fill the pit!"

"Hmm!" the second master nodded lightly in agreement.

"Let's go, let's go!" Sanqing waved his hand and took the lead in leaving.

A group of people hurried down the mountain, coming in four cars, but leaving only two cars.