Downing had a question in his mind when he returned from San Francisco. It is said that since the last thaumaturgical battle that day was a thaumaturgical competition, and there was also a master-level thaumaturgist on the stage, Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao's families should be no strangers to thaumaturgists. But that day, their cousin Xiàn seemed to be the first contact. It's a bit of a sense of hearing is false, and seeing is believing.

"Still wondering? Hehe, it's actually very simple, the thaumaturgist who fought against you that day had never seen it in Hongmen before. Not only did I not know him, but even my third uncle didn't know them, and then I inquired, but the strange thing is that the old man disappeared since he fought with you. No one knows where it went. It doesn't seem to be our Hongmen people at all. Zhou Yu came over with a bottle of water and sat next to Tang Ning. Now not only a few of them. It seems like everyone likes to sit on the steps. It is estimated that it is a cold day, and everyone is dressed thickly. I'm not afraid of my ass being left dry. And in the morning, sitting on the steps in the courtyard to bask in the sun, it feels really good.

"But that doesn't make sense? Since he is not from Hongmen, who contacted him and asked him to fight me? It can't be the one from the Blade Hall, right? ”

Zhou Yu glanced at Tang Ning and said, "Are you so good as a person from the Sharp Blade Hall?" If it's really a person from the Blade Hall, you won't be able to see it in a few clicks now. Gu Dong poured half a bottle of water, Zhou Yu said: "Don't think about this mess." Let's get down to business now. ”

"When will you open the incense hall and worship the ancestors?" With a creak, Jiang Tao pushed the door and walked out.

Zhou Yu said, "See? This kid is like a worm in my stomach now, and he knows what I want to say. ”

"Let's go tonight, on time at midnight."

"Why did you choose that time?"

"At about 0:00, the yin and yang qi rotated against each other, and at that time, worshipping the ancestor master, the upper could pass to thirty-three days, and the lower could lead to the Nine Secluded Mansion. It doesn't matter if our ancestors are immortals in the sky or ghosts in the underworld. You can feel the sincerity of our disciples and grandchildren. ”

"Such an evil sect? Oh no, is there such a god? Who sets the rules? Zhou Yu blinked quickly and asked curiously. And there is uncontrollable excitement in my heart. Soon, he will be the number two person of the regular plum blossom sante gate. I used to be curious about the thaumaturgical world, but now I'm curious about any allusions or conventions related to this sect.

"After the ancestors drove the crane to the west. The rules set by the second generation of ancestors. It has been inherited for hundreds of years. ”

"And what do we need to prepare?" Jiang Tao attaches great importance to the entry point. And the attitude is extremely serious. On the contrary, it was Zhou Yu, who was more curious than a qiē.

"Just burn incense and bathe. I'll arrange the rest. ”

"So where are we, I mean, where is our incense hall?"

Tang Ning cocked his thumb and pointed to his own room in the back, "Here it is." ”

"Don't be funny. When did your house become a fragrant hall? Zhou Yu smiled.

"Cut, I don't know, Master Zu and he fell asleep under my bed that day when he went into the rice bowl to worship the five grains. When the time comes, take them out, and the one that faces the south and sits north will not become an incense hall? ”

Rao is Zhou Yu is calm, and he has already simplified the ritual rules of the gang to worship the ancestor dozens of times on every heavy day, and he was also hit by Tang Ning's randomness. But when I think about it again, it's right, there is not even a sect wharf mountain gate, how can I come to Xiangtang!

Alas, is this poor sect in the wrong way?

There is a place called Mengjia Village in Shandong. It is a strange village that is famous far and wide. It is also a place of calamity that the surrounding villages avoid and fear. Weekdays are lifeless. There is no life. But at night, the lights are bright, and people shuttle. It's like a ghost town. People say that in this village, there are spirits in the soil, strange things in the fields, and all the demons that pop out of the cracks in the stones. Every year on Halloween, smoke rises from the wells of every house in the village. Because that's the ghost gate. The green smoke is billowing out, which is the scene of the ghost door wide open. In short, there are any versions, and Mengjia Village is evil.

This means that the legend has been passed on a lot. The common people are afraid, and they spread falsehoods, but in fact, everyone in the Tao knows it. Mengjia Village is actually a den of thieves, and almost all the people in the village are tomb robbers. And not from the recent past, decades ago, when there were little devils. They were divided into more than a dozen groups. Almost all of the leaders of the gang have been engaged in tomb robbery and digging since their ancestors. All of them have extraordinary backgrounds, and if they are put in the city, they are also from the rich class. Digging graves and robbing graves, transporting treasures, selling stolen goods, all in one dragon. Even if one line is knocked down by the police, there are several others. If a thief is cunning, he is not an ordinary thief, but a cunning thief. It's comparable to a slippery loach fish. I know it and I can see it, but it's hard to catch it.

The bald Zhao Er is the boss of one of the tomb robbers. He is not good-looking, but his skills are extraordinary. And he is extremely ruthless.

More than a dozen people gathered at Zhao's house tonight, and the windows were tightly blocked by quilts, and the light was impermeable. An oil lamp was lit in the low earthen house. The lights flickered, the room was dim, and the flickering lights reflected a dozen flickering faces.

"Are the brothers here? Who's missing? "Zhao Er's throat was injured in his early years, so he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"It's all here."

"It's good to be here, brothers, I called everyone here today because Lao Tzu discovered a rare big fight. As long as we get this money, all of our brothers will be millionaires by then. Zhao Er put one leg on the edge of the kang and pressed his elbow against the square kang table. The body was crooked, and this crazy news broke out.

"Boss, what kind of big bucket is it? Hurry up and talk to your brothers. A man with a scar on his face licked his lips and said.

The rest of the people chimed in and gathered together. A pair of greedy and fiery eyes focused on Zhao Er's body.

"Ancient tombs, extra-large tombs, at least from the Song Dynasty."

There was a sound of foaming at the mouth. Shortness of breath. The ancient tombs of the Song Dynasty are still extra-large, and there is only the royal family! If that's the case, it's hard not to get rich.

Zhao Erjian mobilized the hearts of his subordinates. He took a sip of cigarette and said slowly: "The address has been found, but it is estimated that this news cannot be hidden." If our brothers want to get this big one, we must do it first, but "

"Don't hesitate, Boss. If you have anything, just tell us. Even if it was up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, the brothers did it. ”

"Yes, the eighth is right. Boss, if you still have orders, hurry up, the brothers are not seeded. ”

"Good. That's what I'm waiting for, everyone is coming around, I'll show you something. ”

Zhao Er said, took the oil lamp in front of him aside, took out a map from his arms and spread it on the table.