Jiang Ting pondered for a moment: "Let me ask you, you said that you haven't done this hurtful thing, why do you want to set on ghosts and hurt people?" ”

"Xiaoyou misunderstood, this ghost is a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, not under my seat, but since it has entered this dojo, this seat naturally can't sit idly by." The owner of the iron coffin talked eloquently.

To put it simply, Jiang Ting killed this water ghost, and the owner of the iron coffin would not care, but if he fought in his territory, he would have to interfere.

"Huh." Jiang Ting stretched out his hand and knocked on the lid of the coffin, "The whole world is not the king's land, this place is left by the current emperor, why do you say that this is your dojo?" ”

"Back then, the ancestral dragon Chrysostom said that this lake was sealed as this dojo, how could this place not be my territory?" The owner of the iron coffin seemed a little proud.

"You use the emperor of the previous dynasty to suppress the officials of this dynasty?" Jiang Ting stood up and raised his eyebrows.

"Impossible, how can my Great Qin die!" The voice of the owner of the iron coffin was full of disbelief, and the lid of the coffin was struck by him, as if it was about to be lifted.

"That Great Zhou can have eight hundred years of national ancestry, why can't I Daqin?!" The owner of the iron coffin roared, as if he was raising his head to the sky.

"In fact, to be honest, the Great Zhou is only four hundred years, and the remaining four hundred years are stronger than any vassal state than the Great Zhou." Jiang Ting said something very scenic.

It took a while for the owner of the iron coffin to accept the reality that Daqin was gone, and the coffin board shook twice: "Boy, what dynasty is it now?" ”

"Now it's ...... away from Great Qin," Jiang Ting pinched his fingers and calculated, "It's going to take more than two thousand years." ”

Iron coffin owner: "......"

He knew that he must have been asleep for a while, but he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

After a period of silence, the owner of the iron coffin spoke: "Your method of pinching the seal is wrong. ”

"I know, I won't pinch." Jiang Ting looked at his phone and didn't raise his head.

The owner of the iron coffin was choked and speechless for a while.

In fact, Jiang Ting was contacting the members of the Pre-Qin Research Institute.

The owner of the iron coffin is not weak in cultivation, but he was restrained by the bronze coffin pendant before he was suppressed by Jiang Ting, and the other party is from Daqin more than two thousand years ago, if he can take out some dry goods from him......

"Do you have any plans now?" Jiang Ting spoke.

"This seat is naturally preparing to cultivate here, and the day when the soldiers are completely transformed, it will be the time when this seat will become an immortal." The owner of the iron coffin shook the coffin a few times, and the black gas was released, flying towards the lake.

"It's just a misunderstanding, and now that this misunderstanding has been resolved, the old man and the little friend should also turn the conflict into a jade silk."

The owner of the iron coffin was polite, and the black qi flew back, and there was a ghost in each black gas, even the water ghost who was missing half of his head was among them.

"This is all the ghosts in the area of this lake, and they have been detained by the old man, so it can be regarded as compensation for Xiaoyou."

There were dozens of ghosts floating in front of him, each of which had the strength of a martial arts master, but they were trapped by the owner of the iron coffin, and they could only keep wailing.

Jiang Ting was a little surprised, the area of the Qinwang Reservoir was huge, but he didn't expect that the owner of the iron coffin could control this place to such a level.

In the midst of the flow of qi and blood, Jiang Ting raised his hand to kill the ghosts, and then stood in front of the iron coffin.

The iron coffin quietly moved to the side a few times, and then stopped.

Then he moved a few more times.

Just as the iron coffin was about to slip away, Jiang Ting stretched out his hand and slapped the coffin lid with a slap, and a clear light appeared between his palms.

The owner of the iron coffin froze and suddenly did not dare to move.

This iron coffin is his secret treasure, which is tempered and nourished by his body, invulnerable, and difficult to hurt by swords, but once it comes into contact with this Qinghui, it is like hot oil pouring snow, and it is greatly restrained.

He had a hunch that if this Qinghui was a little stronger, he was afraid that it would penetrate the entire iron coffin and knock his cultivation down!

"What do you mean, little friend?" A voice came from inside the iron coffin.

"Daoyou is not a person from Longxiang, but has occupied this place for more than 400 years, if it is said that the previous wisdom is not clear, it is still excusable, but now that Daoyou has resumed cultivation, and then the dove occupies the magpie's nest to go down, it is not unreasonable." Jiang Ting knocked on the lid of the coffin.

"This is a borderless land, how can the old man not occupy it?!" The owner of the iron coffin argued with reason.

"The land is owned by the state." Jiang Ting said calmly, "What's more, you are neither a Longxiang person, nor even a living person, how can you be a dead soul?" ”

"Old man, this is a soldier who has become an immortal!" The owner of the iron coffin argued.

"The laws of Great Qin are strict, and so is my Long Xiang, the law doesn't say how to deal with the soldiers and immortals." Jiang Ting was not in a hurry, "But in the words of your Great Qin, I am the pavilion chief here, no matter what kind of demons and monsters it is, I have to take care of it." ”

"So...... What the hell am I supposed to do? The owner of the iron coffin asked.

He didn't ask Jiang Ting what he wanted to do, but asked about his own situation, the main reason was that the owner of the iron coffin was a little embarrassed now.

The first was that Jiang Ting didn't allow him to cultivate here, and the second was that he couldn't beat Jiang Ting.

If there was a person standing in front of him who had no cultivation, the owner of the iron coffin would definitely not listen to the other party talk about this pile of crooked reasoning, but directly carried the coffin to suppress it.

But in the face of Jiang Ting, he really didn't have the courage.

After all, all the means he could use just now were used, unless he blew himself up disgusting and disgusting the other party, he couldn't think of any way to cause harm to Jiang Ting.

"I have a way out for you." Jiang Ting smiled slightly, "Do things with me, I will guarantee you a way out, and I can also give you a chance." ”

Iron coffin owner: "......"

He always felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

However, to Jiang Ting's surprise, the owner of the iron coffin pondered for a moment, but he agreed: "The old man has been sleeping for a thousand years, and it is time to come out and carry out activities." However, do you fancy the old man's ability? ”

Jiang Ting did not deny it: "Long Xiang has been more than 2,000 years away from Great Qin, and during this period, there have been countless spells lost. ”

The owner of the iron coffin did not answer, and rose up levitated, following behind Jiang Ting.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet." Jiang Ting glanced at the iron coffin, "My name is Jiang Ting, what about you?" ”

"After the army was dismissed, the old man forgot the name of his predecessor, and he only became conscious yesterday." The iron coffin shook, "You can call me the old coffin." ”

"Why don't you call you Lao Tie......" Jiang Ting complained in his heart.

Back at the lake, Jiang Ting reached out and grabbed the neck of the old turtle, this old turtle had awakened, and the flesh and blood contained aura, even if such a long time had passed, it was as if he had just died.

A truck arrived, both of whom were staff members of the Tianshu Management Office, and they had just received an order to assist Jiang Ting in carrying a cultural relic.

Then, the two of them saw that the iron coffin beside Jiang Ting floated and floated into the cargo box, Jiang Ting jumped lightly and jumped in.

The two looked at each other and opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but finally they both closed their mouths-

Forget it, isn't it just a coffin that moves? Director Jiang even has a princess there......