Let's eat a few more dishes. Uncle He's wife came over angrily and threw a plate of cucumbers on the table.

Looking at her face, most of them thought that Uncle He was bragging after drinking too much.

"I'm not drunk, I'm telling the truth." Uncle He screamed a few times.

"I believe you're a ghost, bad old man." Uncle He's wife said.

Wu Xuanze smiled, and could see that the relationship between Uncle He and his wife was very good.

"Is this the so-called ghost afraid of people for seven points, and people afraid of ghosts for three points?" Wu Xuanze said.

He suddenly remembered that Sha Manzhu had said before, and the faceless man seemed to be taken aback by Wu Xuanze, but Wu Xuanze ran away first.

"Martial Cub, are you interested in it?" Although Uncle He is old, he has a shrewd pair of eyes.

He usually doesn't have many people in this place, let alone relatives and friends coming to him, after all, whose relatives have a tomb guard, it's scary to hear, so most of the time Uncle He is self-explanatory, and sometimes he will catch up with his "old comrades-in-arms" in front of the white stone tower stele when he has nothing to do.

"Uncle, do you know how to find it?" Wu Xuanze asked.

For!

Uncle He just put down his hand that wanted to pour wine, and there was a heavy impact between the wine bottle and the table.

"You've come all the way back for it?" Uncle He said in surprise.

"Yes!" Wu Xuanze also put it down, nodded solemnly.

Uncle He looked at Wu Xuanze and was stunned for a while, and he saw the firmness in Wu Xuanze's eyes that he had never seen before.

And he also felt the powerful aura on Wu Xuanze's body.

"Wu cub, Wu cub, I haven't seen you for a few years, and my uncle can't see through you anymore." Uncle He smiled and shook his head and left the wine table.

Wu Xuanze sat there, waiting for Uncle He to come back.

Uncle He went back to his house, only to hear the sound of some squirming through boxes and cabinets.

After a while, Uncle He's cloudy eyes revealed a trace of panic, and it seemed that the wine had also woken up.

He held a wooden box in his hand and placed it on the table with a slight tremble.

"Uncle He, what is this?" Wu Xuanze looked at the wooden box suspiciously.

"Wu cub, if you go to find it, be sure to bring this." Uncle He pushed the wooden box in front of Wu Xuanze, and said earnestly: "I know that you are very powerful, this thing is afraid of a powerful aura, if you don't bring it, you won't be able to see it, but your aura is too strong, maybe you may not be able to see it with it." ”

Wu Xuanze slowly opened the wooden box, and inside was an old and faded embroidered shoe.

Judging from the original color, it should be a cinnabar-colored embroidered shoe, but it may be old and has long faded. There are also some delicate carvings on the embroidered shoes, which seem to have gold wire lines, which is the only thing on the embroidered shoes that has not faded.

If this embroidered shoe was to be changed in ancient times, it must be the daughter of a large family who could afford to wear it.

Gold silk embroidered shoes!

"Uncle has encountered it three times in the same place, and found this embroidered shoe in that place, I think this shoe may be related to him, and it may be helpful for you to bring him with you." Uncle He said.

"Uncle, this thing can be regarded as an antique, and if you want to sell it, you can sell it for a lot of money." Although Wu Xuanze can't identify this embroidered shoe, he also knows that the embroidered shoe has a history of more than a few hundred years, and if this thing is sold, it may be able to sell it at a good price.

"There are no children or daughters under our knees, we are over seventy years old, and we won't be able to live for a few years, so money is of little use to us, so let's leave it to useful people." Uncle He said.

Wu Xuanze didn't know what to say, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was even more ashamed.

"Uncle, if I can survive this catastrophe unharmed, I will come to see you every year in the future." Wu Xuanze stood up and bowed deeply.

Uncle He waved his hand, signaling that Wu Xuanze didn't need to be deliberate.

"Although Uncle doesn't know what you have experienced over the years, Uncle is very pleased that the once ignorant soft persimmon has finally grown up." Uncle He said.

Wu Xuanze smiled with satisfaction: "Uncle, everything is in the wine!" ”

"Good!"

……

……

"How did you go that long?"

In the cemetery, Sha Manzhu waited a little impatiently and looked at Wu Xuanze, who ran over with a red face.

"No matter how long it is, it's worth it, I got an important clue." Wu Xuanze shook the wooden box in his hand.

After speaking, he frowned, clenched his fists violently, and a burst of white mist and steam came out of his body.

"It's so heavy, how much have you drunk?" Sha Manzhu hurriedly stepped aside and covered his nose, looking at Wu Xuanze with a little disgust.

"If we hadn't drunk this meal, we might have been running around like headless flies."

Wu Xuanze used his own strength to force out the alcohol in his body.

At his current state, he can already force out impurities in his body that should not appear through the wandering of his own breath, such as toxins, alcohol, and so on. So the toxins in general don't do anything for them.

"What did you find after three hours of wandering around?" Wu Xuanze asked while draining alcohol.

The conversation between him and Uncle He was three hours, and Wu Xuanze himself couldn't drink enough, so he drank with Uncle He for three hours with his strong physique, and then Uncle He was drunk.

Without these three hours, Wu Xuanze still didn't know where to find the faceless man.

"This place is cleaned all year round, it's very quiet and quiet, and there is no yin qi, which is good." Shamanzhu said, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Wu Xuanze knew very well what Shaman Zhulai Mausoleum was for, because after living in a place with heavy yin qi for a few years when she was a child, she now has no yin qi and has almost no sense of security.

So the places she frequents most often are cemeteries and some abandoned cemeteries, the more places that no one cleans up, the more she likes, and she can find an empty tomb to sleep in at night.

Shamanju is an extremely insecure person, and even if there is no mausoleum, her rest must be inside the coffin.

This habit makes Wu Xuanze not know what to say, and the special meow is like a vampire.

"Come with me."

The alcohol in his body was almost exhausted, and Wu Xuanze took Shamanzhu and walked towards the northwest of the cemetery.

"Where are we going?"

When Wu Xuanze led her into a thorny bush, Sha Manzhu didn't know where Wu Xuanze was going.

There was no way to go in the mountains and forests in front of them, and they walked towards the mountains in the northwest along the way.

Although the physique of both of them has surpassed ordinary people, it is still a headache to walk on this kind of roadless mountain road.

"It's nine o'clock in the evening, and if we can find it at twelve o'clock in the morning, we might be able to meet the Faceless Man." Wu Xuanze said.

"Why don't we fly over?" With a disgusted face, Shamanzhu swept away the messy vines and thorns in front of him.

"Uncle He only told me to walk in a certain direction along the mountain forest, and I wasn't sure if I could find it in the air. And I don't recommend flying, it's too easy to expose our breath. Wu Xuanze said.

Sha Manzhu had no choice but to follow Wu Xuanze aimlessly in the dense woods.