Chapter 103: Nine Dragons Carrying Coffin, Burial of the Remains

The stone walls envelop us like quicksand, and hide all the breath.

The Centipede Banshee, who chased out, looked left and right, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the direction in which we were hiding.

I felt a chill down my spine, but after a few breaths, the centipede banshee wagged her tail and climbed a few laps along the rock wall above her head before finally returning to the bottom of the mural.

I reached out and touched the stone wall like quicksand, and a thin layer of stone dust covered one of the stone piers, bulging out an empty shell that just covered us from it.

The centipede banshee lay on the ground, creaking and gnawing at the corpse of the Mo family's uncle and ancestor.

If Murong Changqing arrives one step late, it is estimated that my fate will be not much different from that of the Mo family's uncle and ancestor.

Seeing me, Murong Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, "You still came after all." ”

"What if you come, I can't even deal with the little demon guarding the door." I replied in a somewhat dejected tone.

"It's not your problem." Murong Changqing pointed to the centipede banshee who was gnawing at the corpse, and said in a solemn voice, "You look carefully at the position of her throat. ”

I looked closely, and only then did I realize that the centipede banshee had a dark green gravel the size of a fingernail on its throat.

This piece of gravel is exactly the same as the one that Murong Changqing once took out of my chest, and it looks exactly the same in terms of color.

After a short period of effort, the location of the corpse of the Mo family's master and ancestor was only a puddle of red, and the centipede banshee climbed back into the stone wall.

Murong Changqing said: "The ink jade originally came from your body, but if you inlay this bead, your power will be ineffective against it. ”

"From within me? What the hell is this thing! ”

I was anxious to ask Murong Changqing for the truth, but Murong Changqing shook his head, "The question you want to ask is also the answer I have been pursuing. ”

"The only thing I know is that something big seemed to happen fifty years ago, leaving me with a devastating blow and no one in my strength, and my memories are gone."

"The key to unlocking the secret is these black jade stones."

As he spoke, Murong Changqing took out a piece of black jade from his arms. I recognized it at a glance, this was the piece that was dug out of my heart!

Murong Changqing stared and said, "I don't know the specific function of this thing. But when I saw your body that day, I took it out as if I were enchanted. ”

"The moment I touched the black jade......

As Murong Changqing was talking, I reached out and took the ink jade stone and wanted to take a closer look, but the moment my fingertips touched the ink jade stone, I was like an electric shock, and my brain was occupied by a majestic force!

In a magnificent ancient palace made of gold and jade, there are nine five-clawed black dragons with a length of dozens of zhang.

These beasts clad in thunder and treading on stratus are true gods!

In the center of the nine black dragons, sitting cross-legged Murong Changqing, dressed in black, was holding a blood-stained body in her arms.

No, this is not a crippled body, because there is only a skull and half of the shoulder blade attached to it.

And the corpse looks exactly like me!

Murong Changqing hugged my head and cried bitterly, and the nine black dragons above his head let out a low groan, as if they were screaming with Murong Changqing.

After a few breaths, Murong Changqing slowly stood up and threw his head into the air, while his hands quickly sealed.

With the dazzling presentation of the Indian law, the nine black dragons in the air were entangled in one place, forming a pitch-black sarcophagus with a whole body, enveloping the skull in it.

Murong Changqing wiped away his tears and said sadly: "Fifty years later, I will come to look for you again." ”

Instantly, she turned and took a step, disappearing into the void......

My brain gradually returned to clarity and returned to the cave.

Murong Changqing shook my shoulder, "You saw it too?" ”

I reluctantly nodded my head from the shock, "Yes." ”

The five-clawed black dragon is second only to the existence of the ancient totem five-clawed golden dragon, because of its power to yin to evil, it is said to be born in the nine shadows, drinking the water of the yellow spring.

Fifty years ago, Murong Changqing was able to drive nine five-clawed black dragons at will, how terrifying should his strength be!?

Also, Why is she holding my head?

Could it be that what is contained in the coffin of the Nine Dragons is my stump?

Murong Changqing took back the ink jade stone and said with a sigh of relief: "You should always understand by now why I am looking for the Nine Dragons Coffin. ”

"Fifty years ago, you and I were both insiders. If you want to break the game, you can only peel off the cocoon little by little. ”

"I don't know the role of ink jade, but it seems that every piece of ink jade hides a picture of the past."

"Maybe after splicing it into a whole, there will be unexpected gains......

At this moment, a cold and hoarse voice came from not far away, "The two juniors don't know the height of the sky, how can you covet the secret of the ink jade stone?" ”

"Who!?"

Murong Changqing looked around vigilantly, and saw a wooden wheelchair swaying from a stone cave not far away.

"I am the ancestor of the Mo family, and Mo is as good as ever!"

Murong Changqing frowned and stared for a long time, "In this year, can a wheelchair still become a refinement?" ”

"Arrogance! I am a spiritual weapon cast by Master Lu Ban, and the spiritual weapon that accompanies you in your later years is unique in the world! ”

The wheelchair squeaked into the stone cave set up by Murong Changqing, and said proudly: "The junior of the Mo family believes in me as my uncle and ancestor, how can I be compared to the spirit!" ”

I couldn't help but be stunned. Uncle of the Mo family, shouldn't she be a woman sitting in a wheelchair, how did she become a wheelchair?

I was surprised and asked, "Who was eaten by the centipede banshee just now?" ”

"It's just a puppet I forged with my body." The wheelchair said proudly: "That stupid demon, only caring about dealing with the puppet, just watched me escape." ”

The wheelchair that twisted around in front of me, like a person's eyebrows fluttering, made me feel awkward.

Speaking of Lu Ban, Murong Changqing's expression was obviously much more solemn, "Since you are a utensil used by Lu Ban, why did you find us?" ”

"You and I will."

The wheelchair that claimed to be Mo Ruchu said in a particularly arrogant tone: "I am in this dangerous situation and need someone to help me get out of trouble, so I might as well deign to cooperate with you two juniors once." ”

"In exchange, after escaping, I will tell you the secrets of turquoise."

Murong Changqing's face was suspicious, and he leaned into my ear and whispered, "You help me see, is he lying?" ”

I couldn't help but shake my head.

Whether it is a human or a demon, they all have their own unique aura, but in the face of a wheelchair, I really can't tell the difference.

Seeing that we were still hesitating, Mo Ruchu sighed and sighed: "I think back then, when I traveled with Lu Ban between heaven and earth, I had witnessed the divine power of Mo Yuzhu in a Jedi hidden by heaven......"

The Jedi Hidden by Heavenly Machines!?

I asked excitedly, "Is it in the east of Qinhuangdao, where a mountain range stretches?" ”

Mo Ruchu was slightly surprised, "You know where too?" ”

"That's where I came from!"

"I see."

Mo Ruchu shook the back of his wheelchair slightly, as if nodding, "Mo Yuzhu has a lot to do with the mystery of your life experience, but the specific matters need to wait for you to take me out of the tomb before I can fully reveal it." ”

"Yes."

I immediately agreed without hesitation.

Carrying a wheelchair on the road is a lot of trouble and danger, but if you can understand the mystery of my origins, it will be worth it.

Just now, I took a drop of soul blood, and at this moment my whole body was sore, barely holding on to the stone wall to stand up straight.

Murong Changqing took my arm and sat down in a wheelchair.

"This stone curtain is a microorganism in the stone that I painstakingly collected, and because it feeds on minerals in the rock, it resembles a rock."

"But this thing's life is extremely fragile, it's not easy to get together so much, I can hold on for half an hour at most, you try to recover as much as possible."

I nodded and said, "Okay." ”

As soon as I sat down, an arm-thick spring popped out of the bottom of the wheelchair, knocking me into the top of the stone wall and falling from a height of nearly 10 meters.

The pile of stone powder that Murong Changqing had finally condensed was also hit by me like this, and it flew out in an instant.

Mo Ruchu snorted disdainfully, "Only Luban is qualified to ride me, what are you?" ”

Murong Changqing helped me up, glanced at the mural and found that there was no change, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at Mo Ruchu angrily, "You're crazy!" ”

Mo Ruchu had no remorse, but said unashamedly: "If a filthy ass like yours sits on me, it is better to kill me directly." ”

"You!"

Murong Changqing seemed to have something to say, and suddenly a clear light lit up above our heads, and Lu Heming's huge body fell from the sky, sitting straight on the wheelchair.