If it had been in the past, Meng Zhaolin would have looked at her as a horse, but when he saw the night crow so embarrassed, he stood up straight and said calmly: "Of course I will help you with this, the island master." There is no intention of action when he says this.

In the darkness, the candlelight on the stone walls on all sides also became extremely dim at this moment, and the night crow understood something, and hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Meng Zhaolin's palm, "Quick, help me, this is the antidote, you take it." Meng Zhaolin got the antidote, swallowed it busily, suddenly felt refreshed, and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll release the son." As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards Xiaolou, followed by the night crow, full of worry, "Xi'er, my Xi'er ......"

Suddenly, Meng Zhaolin's fingers turned, and there was a cold leaf, and with a "clang" sound, a blue light slashed towards the night crow's chest like lightning, the night crow didn't expect it, roared, and her body swept out, and the chest was already bleeding, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "I knew you were so despicable, I should have killed you in the Wanfeng Palace!"

"I want you to be a little girl, how can you fight with the 'Corpse King', no one is allowed to come in this place except for the 'Corpse King', the blame is that your selfishness is too big, you want to get the death note from that kid, are you a fool to me? ”

The night crow chuckled twice, glared at him, and said word for word: "I will let you live well!"

Meng Zhaolin heard the meaning of her words, and smiled: "Don't worry, I have also poisoned you, we will all live well, I believe, you will live better than me." ”

The night crow looked panicked, looked at the black blood flowing out of his chest, and calmed down for a while, thinking that Yuan Qingxi had entered the tiger's mouth, and he could no longer waste time in a verbal battle with Meng Zhaolin, holding his chest, he walked across the wooden plank bridge with difficulty, along the aisle, and walked towards a large hall, Meng Zhaolin's toxicity was not too strong, but the night crow felt that every inch of skin in her body was like fire, she looked back at Meng Zhaolin who looked proud in front of the small building, snorted angrily, leaned against a corner of the stone wall, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, pulled out a "Blood Death Gu" from her throat, and whispered: "Old lady, I've been poisoned, quickly melt it for me!" said that, the constantly wriggling "Blood Death Gu" was attached to the black blood on her chest, and as soon as the "Blood Death Gu" touched the black blood on her body, it suddenly "buzzed" and flew out of her hand and drilled into her body from under the wound.

There are many strange poisons on the rivers and lakes, and there are naturally countless ways to detoxify, some eat poison to fight poison, some are very simple to swallow antidote, and some cut their wrists for blood to survive....... There are not a few night crows who use insects to detoxify, but she has an antidote to curb the "Blood Death Gu" in her own body, so putting one in her body doesn't matter at all, but devours something that doesn't belong to her.

Sure enough, not long after, the black blood on her body was melted away, and a pair of eyes regained Ling Rui, squinting at Meng Zhaolin, her eyes were like thorns, and she said with a wicked smile: "Do you think what you swallow is the antidote? After half a month, your fate will be a hundred times worse than Hong Ling!"

This hall is different from what Yuan Qingxi saw before, this is a place where outsiders are grounded, the whole body exudes the solemnity of turning people away, the doors and windows on all sides are closed, look carefully, you can see that the cool breeze is bubbling out of its body, blowing the yellow dust above the hall and constantly rolling, listening to the Taoist, every inch of the ground here hides a mechanism, and the candle flame in the hall has never been extinguished.

It's just that these organs were not installed by Meng Zhaolin, but built by the craftsmen who built this mausoleum at the beginning, and after how many spring and autumn periods, the ingenuity of the predecessors, that Meng Zhaolin had no choice, so this hall should have been empty, and no one wanted to die because of curiosity about it, because the more valuable things were in the small building under Meng Zhaolin's care.

Just when the night crow had just stood still, a figure appeared in the window of this hall, "Is it Daogong......?"

Daogong's shadow pointed at the window, thinking that he was not the only one in the hall, and sure enough, another figure appeared on the window, "It's the 'Corpse King', how can the two of them go in.......?" Could it be that there are rumors of a mechanism in this hall, that it is the Dao Gong, the 'Corpse King' they fabricated out of thin air? If so, what is hidden in this hall?" Carrying his hands, as if to say something, Daogong's figure looked unusually old, the night crow pressed against the stone wall, took a step forward, wanted to hear what they said, but suddenly stretched out a pair of big hands from the stone wall, trapped her tightly, she did not expect this change, screamed in fright, kept struggling, looked down and saw that it was an "iron arm" mechanism made of dark iron inlaid in the stone wall, she struggled with both hands to escape from these two strange arms, but it was "Qiang Qiang" After a few sounds, this iron arm gave birth to dozens of sharp barbs that imprisoned her up and down, and she suddenly found that as long as she moved, these barbs would grow by an inch, and they were about to stab themselves to the ground, so she barely swallowed and did not dare to move again.

At this time, with a "squeak", the door of the main hall opened, and a cold wind poured out of the hall, and the corpse king and Dao Gong slowly walked out of the main hall, and the bright lights as bright as day stretched the figures of the two of them very long, covering the night crow at all, "Why are you here?

Dao Gong suddenly said unhappily: "What are you taking Xi'er there for?"

The night crow had tears in her eyes and sobbed: "I originally wanted to take Xi'er to see if that kid is still alive, how do ......you know?"

"Nonsense!" Dao Gong angrily reprimanded, "Now is not the time, the 'Root of Death' in that kid's body has sprouted, if something goes wrong at this time, it will be a fatal thing, in case that kid has any accidents, our hard work will be in vain!"

"It's all because my daughter is too anxious, but Xi'er ...... him" The night crow has to say something more, the "Corpse King" has a cold face, strides in the direction of the water, and when he leaves, the night crow anxiously asked: "Dad, you said that the dead note is on that kid, how can we take it out, how long will we have to wait?"

Dao Gong bowed his body and walked out a few steps, touched his beard and muttered: "Don't be in a hurry, if the death is something outside the body, we will naturally be easy to get, but we can just merge with that kid, if you want to get it, you can only wait, as for how long, it depends on the changes in that kid's body." He sighed heavily.

"Isn't there a quicker way?" asked the Night Raven, "to give him some bitterness, or some poison to him, and to see what color his blood is." ”

"If you hear this to him, I still think you have some intentions, and at that time, none of us will want to leave here alive!" Dao Gong sighed, "Actually, from the first time I saw this kid, I felt that this kid was a little different from ordinary people, but I still couldn't believe it, until that time he was kidnapped by Meng Zhaolin to the boat, and I saw the changes in his body that night, I was sure that the death was in his body." ”

"Dad, why didn't you say it earlier, if we knew that the dead man was on this kid, we wouldn't have brought him to this kind of ghost place. The Night Raven regretted it.

Dao Gong was also a little unhappy, and sighed and said: "Forget it, you and I are both working for the 'Corpse King', one person has the Tao, and the chicken dog ascends to heaven, if he can really dig out the dead from that kid, he will definitely not lose the benefits of our father and daughter, if he can't dig it out, at that time, we can only go as the best policy." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the trap that trapped the night crow.

"Pity my Xi'er, I dig out my heart and lungs for the 'Corpse King', but he keeps thinking about other women, I don't know what to do. The night crow spoke in a faint voice, and there seemed to be an incomprehensible complex in his heart, "Dad, what do you say your daughter should do?"

"Live well, no matter when, live well. Dao Gong said in his mouth, and suddenly frowned, "This mechanism that traps you can't be forcibly opened." He stretched out his hands and fumbled around the stone wall near the mechanism, trying to find a switch or something.

"Dad, be careful. The night crow broke out in a cold sweat and scolded in a low voice, "What the hell is this mechanism for, deliberately against me, if I leave here one day, I will definitely destroy it......" As she spoke, a figure suddenly flashed out of the main hall, like a smoke that quickly disappeared in front of her eyes.

"What kind of person?" Dao Gong concentrated on studying the method of cracking the institution, and suddenly withdrew his body, and shot out a two-inch long gray shiny feather from his sleeve, and the moment this unknown bird feather was shot, it turned into thousands of hidden weapons that shone with blue light, and shrouded it in the direction where the shadow disappeared.

The shadow turned a path like a ghost, and after hiding in the stone wall, there was a very thin moan, Dao Gong looked at the night crow hesitantly, and the night crow saw that his eyes were full of guilt, and said with relief: "Dad, you don't care about me first, I have the 'Blood Death Gu' protection, if someone breaks in, then this matter will become more and more complicated." ”

The people behind the stone wall heard the voice of the night crow, sneered, and said, "Who should I be, it turns out to be the owner of the island." His voice was weak and tired.

"Who are you?" the night crow asked, and Daogong's body slowly approached the stone wall.