Sure enough, just like in the original play, the hand of the pro-soldier was cut off, which made Mo Tingxuan frown slightly, and the Buddha was also extremely remorseful, and stepped forward to open the whistle coffin, but Qi Tiezui looked at the Buddha and couldn't help but say, "Buddha, no." ”

Zhang Qishan raised his hand and said, "Hey, it's okay." ”

Ignoring everyone's obstruction, he directly put his hand into the whistle coffin, which caused everyone to be surprised, even Mo Tingxuan noticed that something was wrong with the whistle coffin, and said, "Buddha, return your hand." ”

However, before the sound fell, I saw that the whistle coffin had been opened, and a figure suddenly appeared inside, looking at everyone in the room with a fierce look.

Mo Tingxuan looked at the beast and said with a little surprise: "Zongzi, the Buddha retreats." ”

As he spoke, he directly pulled out the knife on the waist of a person next to him, and rushed forward with a deep sigh, which made the people present slightly surprised, but Mo Tingxuan knew that as long as he could cut off the head of this zongzi, it would be regarded as the end of him.

And that zongzi, ignoring the knife cut by Mo Tingxuan in front of him, was stunned and hit the position of the Buddha Zhang Qishan with a punch.

"Ding Dong, trigger the task: the host came to the old Jiumen world, causing changes in the old Jiumen world, now please kill this zongzi immediately, and ensure that the protagonist of the plane, Zhang Qishan, will not die. Reward: 1% of the power of the plane, Failure Punishment: Obliteration!"

Mo Tingxuan looked at the big word erasure, and couldn't help but take a punch from the zongzi, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long knife in his hand was also thrown out abruptly at this time, and the target was the head of the zongzi.

The zongzi seemed to have a bit of spirituality, and the palm of his hand was slightly shifted, and the long knife thrown by Mo Tingxuan was suddenly intercepted, but the huge impact force also made the zongzi couldn't help but take two steps back.

The zongzi seemed to be provoked by Mo Tingxuan's blow, and suddenly let out a beast-like roar, and the pair of eyes full of anger also stared at Mo Tingxuan without concealment, as if he wanted to give Mo Tingxuan a thunderous blow, and Mo Tingxuan also looked at this zongzi with a solemn face, and said to the Buddha Zhang Qishan: "Buddha, you retreat one after another, leave it to me here." ”

Zhang Qishan nodded silently, paced out of here, Mo Tingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed in his heart: "Burial sky!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Mo Tingxuan's hand, and the zongzi already had a spirit, how powerful the aura of this burial heaven is, after all, this is a sword that can bury the sky, that zongzi saw this sword, he couldn't help but show a frightened expression, and slowly retreated, and Mo Tingxuan could not do what he wanted, and immediately cut the burial heaven into the head of the zongzi.

That zongzi is not one of the four zombie kings, but just a small zongzi, how could he carry Mo Tingxuan's sword, and suddenly fell to the ground.

After all, Futian is not something that he can control in this realm, and after cutting the zongzi, he is also tired and sits directly on the ground.

When Zhang Qishan saw the zongzi falling, he couldn't help but hurriedly walked over and said to Mo Tingxuan with concern: "Xiao Xuan, are you okay?"

Mo Tingxuan shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the clothes on his body again, but they were already broken, and couldn't help but say with a wry smile: "Buddha, my clothes are gone, I don't know if this is considered a work injury?"

Zhang Qishan saw that Mo Tingxuan could still tell such a joke, and naturally knew that Mo Tingxuan had nothing to do, so he also made a joke: "Count, of course it's a work injury." ”

Mo Tingxuan slowly stood up, looked at the zongzi, and said, "Buddha, you see that there is a ring on his hand. ”

After speaking, Mo Tingxuan took it from the man's hand, and then Qi Baye glanced at it on the side and said: "Buddha, this thing is an old object, I think it should be something from the Northern and Southern Dynasties, this thing should be invited to the second master out of the mountain, only the second master's family knows this kind of thing best." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Qishan looked at the ring and said, "Then let's go to the pear orchard immediately and find the second master." ”

"Buddha, you give me a change of clothes, and I will follow. Mo Tingxuan shouted to Zhang Qishan, who wanted to leave, and couldn't help but speak.

Zhang Qishan looked at Mo Tingxuan and nodded slowly, and said to Adjutant Zhang on the side: "Adjutant, find a dress for Xiao Xuan, prepare the car, and let's go to the pear garden to find the second master together." ”

Mo Tingxuan narrowed slightly, you must know that among the nine gates, although the head of these nine gates is Zhang Qishan and Zhang Da Buddha, but if you want to talk about martial arts, it must be the second master of February Red in this pear garden.

Seeing Mo Tingxuan's deep thought, Zhang Qishan couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "The second master has touched the ancient tomb guarded by the Mo family?"

Mo Tingxuan came back to his senses slightly, and said with a light smile: "The Buddha is worried, I have never met the second master, and I have never heard that anyone among the nine gates of Changsha has touched the things of our Mo family. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of light on the ring of Mo Tingxuan, and it was written on it: The ancient tomb of the Mo family was stolen, and the tomb robber Chen Pi, a red disciple of Changsha Jiumen February.

Mo Tingxuan couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Buddha, this second master has indeed never touched the ancient tomb guarded by my Mo family, but there is such a person in the second master's mansion, nearly a hundred years, and it is the first day I heard that someone dared to move our Mo family to guard the ancient tomb." ”

As he spoke, he changed into the clothes that the Buddha Zhang Qishan had prepared for Mo Tingxuan, and left here first. However, Zhang Qishan knew that this Mo Tingxuan was just holding back his anger, and no one in the Mo family dared to move the Mo family to guard the ancient tomb in the past hundred years, not only because the Mo family was the tomb keeper, but also because a hundred years ago, all the tomb robbers were killed by the Mo family one by one.

Zhang Qishan looked at Mo Tingxuan, who was full of anger and held back his anger, and couldn't help but worry for a while, asked Xie Jiuye next to him, and said: "Ninth Master, this head of the Mo family knows that the second master's disciple Chen Pi has moved the ancient tomb guarded by his family, and he will definitely not give up, I don't know what the ninth master has planned?"

The ninth master also frowned slightly, raised his hand, and said: "Okay, Buddha, I will go with you to see the second master, I guess this Xiao Xuan can't help but directly slap the tangerine peel." ”

"Good. Zhang Qishan didn't dare to hesitate, and directly took Xie Jiuye and Qi Baye to catch up with Mo Tingxuan.

Jiu Ye didn't dare to speak when he saw Mo Tingxuan's angry appearance, after all, he was the last of the nine gates, not to mention that he didn't have any martial arts, even in Changsha, he couldn't move many people.

Several people got into the car of the Buddha Zhang Qishan and immediately rushed to the pear orchard.

But Mo Tingxuan knew that this tangerine peel was not a good thing, and this system made this tangerine peel move the Mo family's things, and it was estimated that it also wanted Mo Tingxuan to kill this tangerine peel.

Sure enough, the voice of the system sounded again in his head: "Ding Dong, sign in front of Chen Pi, and take back the things where Chen Pi is guarding the tomb of the Mo family, reward: eight hundred disciples of the Mo family." ”