After arguing with the white tiger like this, Su Ling felt that the dead man on the bed was not so terrifying. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's no wonder that Su Ling can't see it, if a good living person dies, it should be buried, the Situ family doesn't want to, they have to find an ice cellar to freeze people, and for this they also specially made exquisite furniture, as if the dead corpse can really live in the ice cellar. And if you don't let the dead lie on the bed, you have to dig a hole in the bed and then put the person in, so that it looks like a coffin, and it's weird to see it!

The bed was sealed with ice, the ice surface was crystal clear, and the faces of the people lying inside could be seen clearly, Su Ling knocked on the lid of the coffin, and said with a laugh: "The people of this Situ family are really interesting, everyone is clearly dead, and they still want to keep the corpse, and no one is allowed to come in to see what is the use of asking for this thing?" ”

"That's what you don't understand." Bai Hu said meaningfully: "The person lying in the coffin is none other than the founder of the Situ family, Situ Feng. ”

Su Ling raised her eyebrows, and said in her mouth: "Situ Feng...", she always felt as if she had heard this name somewhere, it was very familiar, and she couldn't help but lean down and take a closer look, sure enough, it was an old man lying down, his hair was jet black, but his beard was white, his old face was engraved with a few wrinkles, his hands were folded and placed on his stomach, and the black and blue luxurious shroud was still the same as before the burial.

"Ah, I remember!" Su Ling slapped his hands and said suddenly: "Many of the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of Qingshui Pavilion are from this person's handwriting!" ”

Baihu has never been interested in these things, so he snorted twice from his snort and said, "I didn't expect that this old thing Situ Feng was still interested in calligraphy and painting. ”

"You know him?" Su Ling asked, and then felt that his doubts were a little redundant, the white tiger had lived for thousands of years, and it was nothing new to meet the founder of the family.

"Ah," Bai Hu responded thoughtfully, his thoughts seemed to be immersed in the past, and after a few seconds, he corrected: "It's not an acquaintance, it's just a psychic ** with him." ”

"Ah, I talked to his psychic **..."Su Ling nodded, and then reacted that something was wrong, and said at first: "What?!" You fought with his psychic **! ”

Although the answer is simple, the profound content is definitely not simple, what does "hand-to-hand" mean? It's a real fight, and what can compete with the four ancient divine beasts, only the divine beasts in this world can compete with each other, that is to say...

"The Situ family has a divine beast?!" Su Ling was very smart and reacted immediately.

"Didn't I tell you?" Baihu's tone was innocent, in his opinion, this was an irrelevant matter, as if you asked someone on the street if they had eaten, and the other party replied that it was not the point to eat or not, and he didn't care.

Su Ling snorted the white tiger face, and said without love: "Why are you only talking about such an important thing now......

"This is important?" He asked rhetorically first, and then said something that made Su Lingneng vomit blood, "I thought you had found out a long time ago." ”

"Discovery? How to find out? "I ran to Situ Jingsi's brain in the middle of the night to see it, she was really speechless, and the generation gap between species and species was really bigger.

Baihu snorted dissatisfiedly and reminded kindly: "Do you remember the totem engraved on the wall of the machine leading to the office area from the laboratory on the ground?" Also, I remember that there were portraits of mythical beasts hanging in the foyer and lounge of the Shimizu Pavilion, and they were still spent by this old thing. ”

Su Ling's brain mobilized her memory, and she reacted instantly, the totem of the dragon on the wall, as well as the portrait of the dragon in the entrance hall and lounge, she passed by several times, and even carefully appreciated the painting and coloring, but she didn't expect that the painting on it was the psychic beast of the Situ family.

"Their psychic beast is actually a green dragon ?!!" Su Ling heard the sound of his jaw falling to the ground, but he didn't expect the killer feature of the Situ family to be a divine beast that shocked everyone in the world!

If this really has to do with the Spirit Village, I'm afraid that the current village will already be a pile of ruins, no, not only the Spirit Village, as long as he Situ Jingsi thinks, the entire Eastern Continent is not a problem. But the Situ family has never revealed it to the outside world, and I'm afraid that even the people who know about it can count it on five fingers.

"Well, exactly." Baihu nodded, and looked into the ice bed with Su Ling's gaze, the old man's face was serene, and he said lightly: "The green dragon was subdued by him, originally Situ Feng wanted to take all the four divine beasts for himself, but the only known people in the Eastern Continent were me and Qinglong, so he pointed the finger at me at the beginning." After a few rounds of fighting, the Spirit War broke out, and at that time, the Situ family was weak, and the old man Situ lacked skills, so he gave up the strategy of subduing me because he couldn't take care of it. ”

Su Ling nodded, "In other words, you should have been a member of the Situ family?" ”

Bai Hu coughed dryly twice, his tone was obviously wrong, and he said perfunctorily: "Joke, how can I be so easily subdued?" ”

Su Ling: "Then how can you be sealed in my body now?" ”

White Tiger: "Can we stop talking about this for now..."

Su Ling: "You just run away and don't want to say it." ”

Bai Hu stopped talking, he was the most powerful when he didn't speak, no matter how Su Ling provoked him and how he lured him, Bai Hu just sat down and didn't speak, pretending to sleep, and let Su Ling have no choice.

But now the situation is different, Su Ling is now in the ice cellar, he must go out quickly, or he really has to stay here to accompany Situ Feng.

"Forget it." Su Ling waved his hand, considered a temporary reconciliation, turned the matter over, looked at the crystal clear ice around him, and said worriedly: "It's no good for you if I die, let's find a way first, how to get out of this ghost place." ”

"Okay."

Su Ling was speechless and held his forehead, sure enough, they were all pretended, and he answered this very cheerfully.

……

At the request of the white tiger, Su Ling walked this ice cellar round and round, studying it inside and out, but... No exit was found.

"It shouldn't be." She touched her chin and felt that the temperature of her body was losing little by little, and although she used demonic energy to seal several key acupuncture points of heat loss, she still gradually felt her trembling teeth and trembling legs.

"The exit should be located somewhere on the wall, and there should be a gap for the exit where the aura fluctuates the most, but there is no fluctuation in this place..."Su Ling looked at the ice cellar room thoughtfully.

It's a wonderful feeling to stay with the dead, and the mother was in a hurry, and she was buried in a hurry, and she didn't even have the most basic rituals such as wakes and condolences.

The white tiger also nodded, he was more agile in his observation, but he couldn't find it.

"Wait!" Su Ling suddenly glared, as if he had thought of something, stomped his feet, and whispered: "Jin Xuan said, there are six underground floors in the Library Pavilion, right?" ”

As soon as her words came out, the white tiger understood, and the exit was on the ground under her feet!