Mo Chou didn't speak, stretched out his finger and pointed to the pile of wood in the corner, and showed a forced smile on his face to ask the orange.

"Huh...... Is the Mo family really a martial arts master? More than 200 pieces of broken wood can build a ladder to climb ......"

Ask Orange remembered that her grandmother was athletic, realized her stupidity, and swallowed back what she didn't say.

"Everything you want to know is on this piece of paper." Mo Chou always had a reluctant smile on the corner of his mouth, and handed the rubbed paper to Wen Cheng.

"Ancestor, don't laugh, my brother's face is really not suitable for smiling, it's weird to look at you."

Q Cheng rubbed his hands, took the letterhead, put on the flashlight, and looked down, but the words on the paper knew Q Orange, and Q Cheng didn't know them at all.

"Ancestor, this is all earthworm script, I can't read it at all, and the wood is in disrepair, and the paper printed on this wood is almost red, and I can't tell who is who."

Ask the orange is not embarrassed to say that Mo Chou's craftsmanship is not good, the thickness of the cinnabar water is uneven, and there are no more than 20 words that can be distinguished by two pieces of letterhead.

"Did Mo teach you this kind of writing?"

"No, you don't have to fix these formalisms, just tell us what you write, we can't stay in this wilderness for the rest of our lives." As soon as Ask Cheng heard that Mo Chou knew his grandfather, he immediately relaxed his vigilance and walked over to get close to Mo Chou.

"Where's that sword just now?"

Mo Chou was very disappointed in asking Cheng, but he wanted to fix her and make her a little in awe of the things left by her ancestors, so he asked Cheng Cheng to ask her to hand over the sword.

"Here, in my pocket." Asking Cheng thought that the sword was useful, and took it out of his pocket to show Mo Chou.

"Read it with me, I will teach you how to get out, leave this tomb all the way to the Mo family's inner house, nothing dares to stop you."

"Good! Read what? ”

Ask Orange handed the sword to Mo Chou, not at all wary of her, thinking that after all, it was his own ancestor, and he should not harm himself.

"I don't ask Orange to make a pledge in his name, lend the power of God, vertical and horizontal yin and yang, support justice, and symbiosis and co-prosperity with Edgeworth, as evidenced by the deed!"

Mo Chou read a sentence and asked the orange to follow the recitation, and at the end of the day, Mo Chou, who had been smiling, smiled even more happily because the plan succeeded, and after hearing the Cheng Cheng read out the deed as evidence, he didn't have a soft hand at all and held the deed sword and plunged directly into the arm of the orange.

"Ahh Asked Orange screamed, shivered in pain, and the flashlight in his hand fell to the ground.

The flashlight shook on the ground, and the bronze sword that had been forgotten outside the tomb due to the collapse of the pit wall suddenly broke through the ground, and the patina on his body disappeared in an instant, and flew straight in at the entrance of the road, inserting it at the feet of Wen Cheng.

The flashlight just stopped and shone on the copper sword, and the beam shone through the copper sword on the wall of the tomb, and there was no shadow of the copper sword on the wall of the tomb, but three figures flashed and melted into a sword shadow.

Although it was only for a moment, Wen Cheng still saw it, the three figures just now were clearly the shadows of the three sword spirits in the sword, and he was pit by his ancestors and made a contract with the bronze sword?

"Shhh...... Ancestor, is it appropriate for you to cheat me like this? ”

Wen Cheng gasped and held back the pain in his arm, and questioned Mo Chou, who was attached to Wen Qian.

"Ask Orange, what do you call me?"

As soon as Wen Qian came back to his senses and heard that Wen Cheng was calling his ancestor, he thought that he had heard it wrong, so he asked Wen Cheng for verification again.

"Brother! You're awake, you've just fallen asleep with your eyes open, you're sleepwalking, look at you slashing my arm with a sword! ”

Wen Cheng cried and raised his arm to show Wen Qian.

"Stop, you're done with this scene, even if I doze off, you can't touch porcelain with me, how did you get your arm, the part of the sword with the length of your index finger poked into your arm is not even a third, this can only be regarded as a skin injury at most, and it just poked the bone."

Wen Qian grabbed Wen Cheng's arm and pulled out the sword to see that the bloody part was just the tip of the sword, and the wound would be fine if it was bandaged casually, at most it would be safe to go out and get another injection of tetanus.

"It's really painful that I didn't act, this sword will suck blood, and I lost a little bit of blood."

"Pull it down, drag the hiking bag over, I'll bandage your wounds, and you'll suck blood, do you think this is a vampire bat?"

Wen Qian complained and asked Cheng, reached out and grabbed the flashlight on the side to confirm the wound on Wen Cheng's arm again, it must be a skin injury, and even the blood flowed as much as when his leg was scratched by a bronze sword, and a few loops of gauze could stop the bleeding.

"Anyway, my arm is broken, it was pierced by you, can my pocket money go up another five hundred after I go back? When the medical expenses are up. ”

Wen Cheng handed the mountaineering bag to Wen Qian and said coquettishly.

"Sister, I found that your brain circuit here is not normal, and you don't look at where we are trapped now, you still dare to raise your pocket money? Whether or not they can get back alive is a question. ”

Wen Qian was speechless and sighed, opened his mountaineering bag and took out the items used for bandaging, and quickly helped Wen Cheng clean up and bandage the wound.

"It is precisely because of this kind of place that I have to fight for some welfare for the rest of my life after the catastrophe, the old ancestor of Mo Chou who attached to you just now can say that from now on we can ensure that we return to the ancestral house of the Mo family safely."

"Huh...... You just said that I was sleeping with my eyes open, and this will say that I am possessed by my ancestors, and you have begun to think confused, we have nothing to talk about, hurry up and see what is carved on this stake, it is really useless, and then find another way to get out. ”

Wen Qian said and let go of Wen Cheng's bandaged arm, picked up the flashlight to find the paper handkerchief he had just torn off, but found that they had become a ball of paper clay, just sighed and was about to reprint a copy, he found that there were two pieces of red letter paper at Wen Cheng's feet, and reached out to pick them up.

"The descendants of the Mo clan obeyed the order, two hundred wooden stakes were dispatched, and they returned to the top of the tomb within three days, and they could inherit the family business and go out of the mountain in the name of the Mo clan with the deed sword."

When Wen Qian saw the words on the paper, his mouth unconsciously read it, and Wen Cheng on the side looked at Wen Qian with wide eyes and incredulity, and reached out to grab the letter paper.

"Brother, what do you pronounce this word?" Wen Cheng casually pointed to a word that had been destroyed by cinnabar water and asked Wen Qian, in her opinion, it was extremely unscientific for her brother to know these ancient texts.

"I don't know! I don't know a word individually, and if you hand me the whole piece of paper, I know what is written on it. ”

Wen Qian stared at the place where he pointed at the orange finger, and immediately said that he didn't know.

"So what's going to be written? Two pages, not just a few sentences. ”

Wen Cheng didn't know what to say, so he handed the letter to Wen Qian and helped him hold a flashlight so that he could read and write.

"I'll take a look, huh...... This is the tomb of Mo Chou, the eighth generation of the head of the Mo family, do not open the coffin to disturb the heroic spirit, take the blood of the palm and smear it on the bronze ancient sword, and read this deed to ...... Do you know its name? This doesn't make sense, and I don't know anyone's name. ”

Wen Qian hesitated and thought that he had mispronounced it, and confirmed it again.

"Don't worry if it doesn't work, this is a copper sword, I must know what the name of the copper sword is, and what kind of deed do you want to read?"

"Take the name as a pledge, lend the power of the gods, vertical and horizontal yin and yang, support justice, symbiosis and common prosperity, take the deed as evidence, this is the deed, cooperate with the blood deed, set a date, and get out."

"Brother, don't read it, I understand, the time to test you has come, you are now the chosen one! This is the will of heaven for you to be possessed by Mo Chou and recognize this word. ”

As soon as Wen Cheng heard that the deed was the content he had read, he immediately wanted to dump the pot on Wen Qian.