"Really, you're not going to ask for it?"

"Don't, whoever asks for it will take it."

The white-clothed monk nodded, separated a dark blue flame on the sword, and merged into the ancient green coffin, the originally pale mysterious inscriptions lit up one by one, with a strange rhythm, turned into blood-colored words, and a mysterious and demonic voice sounded in the air, like an old and lonely ancient demon, reading poems that had been forgotten for thousands of years.

"Cat, come here, do you like it?"

"I like it!" The cat said excitedly, her smiling eyes were crooked, which was particularly painful, and Li Mu couldn't help but pinch her two little faces.

After refining, the green coffin is like a small pendant made of green jade, exquisite, clear and bright, with red and silver treasure lights intertwined, and there is a delicate and cold brilliance flashing between the circulation.

"If you like it, take it away." The white-clothed monk took out a silver chain out of nowhere, and put the green coffin in a mini state after refining and hung it around her neck.

The male and female protagonists are always tired of being together, and whoever they send is actually the same, but there will be other harems after Cheng Yubai, but Mao'er seems to have recognized her little uncle, and no matter how she tosses, she refuses to give up.

said that she is gentle and atmospheric, no wonder it is the male protagonist of the main palace, how is it not a kind of irony, those warblers and Yanyan are more capable than the other, and they are of great help, and the cat is sandwiched in the middle can only be used as a concoctor.

He hopes that if one day the cat still likes Cheng Yubai, he can still maintain this eccentric temperament.

"Uncle Junior, look, is it good-looking?"

"Beautiful."

Cheng Yubai regretted it a little, but the words had already come out, a manly man, it was difficult to chase after a horse, and it was too tasteless to grab things from the little girl, but he was greedy, this was the first gift given by the white-clothed monk, and he personally helped the cat put it on, he didn't have this treatment.

I knew it earlier...... Knowing earlier, he asked the white-clothed monk for the green coffin, and he came to help the cat wear it.

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A cloud of smoke and dust rose, and in an instant, the entire burial chamber was buried, and the voices disappeared, and the original darkness and gloom were restored.

"Whew, it's finally out, it's dark underground, and I'm about to suffocate to death. No, I'm starving to death, I can't walk. Cheng Yubai threw away the shovel, touched his shriveled stomach, his whole body was sore and weak, staring at the white-clothed monk who was spotless and fluttering in the corners of his clothes, and sat on the ground.

In the past few days, he has been digging and exploring the road by himself, and it took him five days to dig out a straight passage for one person to enter and exit in the labyrinthine tomb, in the words of the other party, it is probably "the heavens will descend on the people, they must first work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and mess up their actions....... Anyway, this is almost the meaning, and there are some things about the way of heaven that are too difficult and obscure, and he didn't understand.

The cat tugged at the corner of the white-clothed monk's coat, motioned him to walk slowly, and then turned around and kindly reminded: "Little uncle, don't you have Bigu Dan, you can eat one first, so that you won't feel hungry."

Cheng Yubai waved his hand weakly: "Mao'er, Uncle Shi gave you all the Bigu Dan, do you want it?"

The cat hurriedly shook her head: "Uncle Xiaoshi, keep it for yourself, the cat is not hungry."

The white-clothed monk withdrew his sense, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the black briquettes that were paralyzed on the ground and refused to move, and then turned his eyes away, and really felt that it hurt his eyes too much.

All the hidden traps were triggered by him, which was convenient for the later tomb robbers. If Gu Xi's group came a little later and came in after they left, they would have swept everything away without much effort. But if they hadn't met Gu Xi and hadn't promised to save Zhang Ming, they wouldn't have entered the main room, and even the souls of those people who were captured by the Qing Ming coffin couldn't be released, it was a dead knot.

It can only be said that time is also fate.

"There is a village fifty miles to the southeast, it should be the Wutong Village that Gu Xi said before, you hold on a little longer, it's almost there, get there, and then rest."

Fifty miles, almost there? Step by step, every mile he walked, he felt that it was a long march of 25,000 miles, how did he say this?

"Sword cultivators can't fly with their swords, why don't you just take us to fly over, why do you have to walk slowly?"

"The purpose of the Six Classics of the Ming Dynasty, the book of a hundred schools. Those who know, the things of the soul; Walkers, physical things also. Only knowledge is non-understanding; If right and wrong are clear, then the trade-off is determined; Not only does it not follow the heel of the world, but it also does not follow the heel of the ancients. Bo ancient and modern texts, know the fun of mountains and rivers, walk the mountains, seas, rivers and lakes, read the world's human feelings, happy! "

Cheng Yubai's eyes became even more complaining, how could he be bullied because he was uneducated? He is also a graduate of a famous university, although ancient literature is his weakness, but he can understand one, two, three or four no matter how he speaks. If he cultivates to reach the Jindan stage, he will immediately take off on the spot to show him, regardless of what he is happy in this poor mountain and evil water where he can't even see a rabbit's hair.

The white-clothed monk turned a blind eye to the complaining gaze, and only thought in his heart that this person's heart was uncertain and still needed more tempering, so he said: "Cat, help your uncle to go, if we have a fast walk, we don't have to sleep in the wilderness tonight."

The cat blinked, agreed, and ran to Cheng Yubai's side to pull him up, but he didn't.

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A figure rode upside down on the stove and came from the edge of the woods thirty feet away.

The person who came was a short old man with white hair and white beard, wearing a gray robe, holding a big wine gourd in his hand, smacking a bite from time to time, shaking his head and singing a joyful song: "Walk and go, swim and swim, smear some oil on your mouth, talk happy words when you meet people, and eat and drink without worrying about ......"

Suddenly, his ears moved, and then his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed, "Hey, there's a girl doll pulling turnips there?" Interesting, interesting, Dao Ye also went over to take a hand. Seeing that the donkey stopped and didn't go, the Taoist turned around and patted the donkey's back twice, "Old man, go to the front and wait for the Taoist master." "

The man was dizzy and walked in a figure-of-eight step, the shape was very strange, obviously drunk was not light, halfway through, too slow, actually a white crane soared into the sky, a zhang high, light floating.......

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Suddenly a pair of hands appeared, and the cat was startled, exclaimed, and subconsciously let go.

Looking at the Taoist person carefully, although he was short in stature and slightly fat, he was radiant, with a strange appearance, long hair fluttering on his chest, one hanging from his waist, wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding a bamboo cane, and barefoot shoes.

"Girl doll, what are you afraid of? Daoye, I am a living bodhisattva, and I am a good person! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... You see Master Dao is helping you......"

Suddenly there was a close contact with the earth, being dragged on the ground like rags and rubbing, eating the soil and eating the two eyes rolled white, his eyes were blank, and he only felt that his life was hopeless, Cheng Yubai, who seemed to have really seen the devil's minions, looked at the gray-robed old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and was so angry that he almost bit a mouthful of small white teeth.

Ma Dan, this man has a hole in his head, and it is deeper than the Mariana Trench!