"Jichou, Wuchen, Wuzi, Renzi."

Looking at the eight characters of his birthday sent by Liu Xianguang, Pan Yu's brows suddenly furrowed.

It is not difficult to see that this is a stream of water.

What's more, it's a perfect life.

Come to think of it, Liu Xianguang was once the master of the puppet sect, a well-known gate faction in the rivers and lakes, and his life was glorious.

Although the end is miserable, and he was angry to death by his son, it is better than dying in the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, isn't it?

"Daewoo? Let's go. Hou Xiaojie greeted.

Chen Lijun flipped out a stack of drawings and materials, and was about to take out a lighter to start lighting it, Pan Yu said: "Wait, don't burn it yet." ”

It is not difficult to see that this is supposed to be a laboratory abandoned by the Demon Sect, as the workbench is covered with dust and most of the glass jars are empty.

For a moment, Pan Yu thought about transplanting the body parts of the demon clan on his body to enhance his strength.

It might be useful to keep this place for a while.

"What? Doesn't it burn? Chen Lijun asked.

Pan Yu nodded: "Keep it, maybe it will come in handy one day." ”

Chen Lijun's brows suddenly furrowed.

Pan Yu was originally born in alchemy, and now he found that this kind of ghost place was not ready to be destroyed.

What does he want to do?

"Then stay and go, Lili, we have to go to the next door." Hou Xiaojie urged.

Hou Xiaojie was also surprised to come to the old laboratory by accident, he just wanted to hurry into the next door and put others in danger.

Chen Lijun nodded, and took the lead in walking towards the big hole, although she listened to Pan Yu's words, she also reserved a question about Pan Yu in her heart.

Pan Yu didn't think too much, and lowered his head to meditate on Liu Xianguang's birthday.

Now among these four people, no one knows numerology better than himself, and when he encounters problems, even Qin Tongtong can't help him.

After all, he's only half-baked when it comes to numerology.

In the middle of the night, you definitely can't call to consult grandpa.

If you let the old man know that he is digging a grave, he will definitely have a board.

It would be nice if the fifth master was still here, after all, his attainments in numerology are higher than those of his grandfather.

Far from it.

The four of them walked back to the big hole with their own hearts, and after ten minutes of walking, they came to the four stone gates again.

"Daewoo, now let's open the White Tiger Gate?" Tang Jiaping asked cautiously.

Along the way, Pan Yu thought and thought.

The life of the stream that is perfect in life must not be supplemented by other elements.

If there is no defect, it can only be born.

Gold can produce water.

Will Liu Xianguang arrange the main tomb in the golden White Tiger Gate?

"Okay, give it a try." Pan Yu said.

I guessed by myself and didn't get any results, and I only knew the real answer if I tried it. 510 Literature

The formation is still the same as before, and after Tang Jiaping tested the stone door switch, he pressed it.

The sound of the gears turning came as promised, and Pan Yu's cheeks were bulging, waiting for the danger to come at any time.

But until the door was fully opened, nothing escaped from inside.

To Pan Yu's disappointment, the area here is the same as that of Qinglongmen, which is also more than 30 square meters, and it is obviously not the main tomb.

Pan Yu walked in and took a look, and there was a sarcophagus in the room.

I really don't understand what Old Man Liu is doing by putting so many coffins in his tomb.

"Daewoo come out! The coffin lid moved! Tang Jiaping outside the door shouted.

Pan Yu turned a deaf ear, still looking around at everything in the room.

"Daewoo! Do you have pig hair in your ears? Come out! Tang Jiaping roared angrily.

Pan Yu was still unmoved.

"Damn, there's an enchantment." Chen Lijun scolded and rushed in, but there was a transparent ripple at the door, which bounced Chen Lijun away.

Hou Xiaojie stood at the back, the corners of his mouth grinning.

Fortunately, if Pan Yu himself is injured, he should take out the elixir to save himself, right?

"Damn, what's the situation, Daewoo is coming out soon!" He pretended to shout.

In the stone room, Pan Yu found that there was suddenly a young woman in white in front of him, and the hairs on his body stood up instantly.

As soon as his mind moved, ten thin lines broke out of his body in an instant, blocking him and swaying in front of him.

"Who are you?" Pan Yu asked cautiously.

The woman sneered, her long hair covering half of her face: "You came to my mansion, disturbed my dreams, and asked me who I am?" ”

"Oh, I'm passing by, I'm sorry, I'll go home first." After speaking, Pan Yu turned his head and was about to leave.

The woman instantly blocked Pan Yu's way: "Come if you want to come, leave if you want to go?" How can there be such a good thing in the world? ”

"What do you want?" Pan Yu asked.

He saw Chen Lijun outside the door slapping the air frantically, as if this place had been blocked.

"Two choices, you either take me out or be eaten by me." The woman looked at her fingers, and the horrific nails were as long as 10 centimeters.

Pan Yu said disapprovingly: "The gate is here, why don't you just fly out by yourself?" ”

The woman waved her hand angrily: "The stinky old man has set up an enchantment here, and he has mixed iron powder with the wall, how can he fly?" What do you teach me? ”

Pan Yu suddenly realized.

The terms are clouds, gold is transparent to the yang but not to the yin, bronze is through the yin but not through the yang, and iron is not transparent to the yin and yang.

Liu Xianguang came to such a hand, even if this female ghost can be lucky enough to cultivate into a ghost immortal, she will not want to fly out in this life.

Pan Yun's ten silk threads were still on the defensive, and his brain was running rapidly.

This female ghost wants to go out so much, is she planning to eat more people?

I don't know how long she has been imprisoned and how much she has cultivated.

As......

Give it a try?

Looking out of the door, Chen Lijun seemed to have recited the Vajrasattva mantra, and the golden fist the size of a basketball bombarded the wall of air, but it couldn't make any waves.

"Hey, hey, hey, people talk to you, why don't you pay attention to them?" The female ghost asked, with her hands on her hips.