Chapter 47: Gathering

When Miao Miaomiao woke up, she found herself in a dark cave.

In addition to her, there was an old man and a young man in the cave.

She rubbed her head and asked, "Is this hell?" ”

"My lord! You're finally awake! ”

Wang Funian's appearance is incredible.

His head was covered with blood, and it looked like he had knocked out a tooth, and his speech was a little leaky.

"Those two saved us!" He pointed to the grandparents and grandchildren in the cave, "I didn't expect that after they jumped off the cliff before, they fell on a protruding cliff wall, and only then did they pick up a life......

Listening to the fat man's chatter, Miao Miaomiao chose to block it automatically.

Because she felt that it was unusually strange to her grandchildren.

Especially the old man.

His originally rickety body was now erect.

His tattooed face pulled out a smile, which made Miao Miaomiao creepy.

There seems to be another face hidden underneath this face!

"Who the hell are you?"

Miao Miaomiao looked at the pair of ancestors and grandsons vigilantly, and pulled Wang Funian behind her by the way.

The old man's smile froze, then he stood up and approached her step by step.

With each step, his face and body twisted a little.

When he walked in front of her, she saw the true face of the person who came.

"Master......"

……

Unexpectedly, Si Yubai and Si Zhenxing had already arrived here, ready to wait for their arrival.

It's just that the black warrior behind the gate of this dungeon is not their arrangement.

They just borrowed a knife to kill people.

Miao Miaomiao wondered what the black warrior did?

Si Yubai only said: "It's probably the mausoleum protector." ”

Tomb Keeper? Whose mausoleum is it protecting?

Si Yubai pointed to a stone tablet they had just walked to: "There is writing on it." ”

Miao Miaomiao looked at the carvings on this stone tablet, which was very new, and there was a sharp contrast with the old masonry around her.

"This fraud has to be a bit of a level, right? With such a new stele standing here, who would believe the words on it? ”

Si Yubai picked at his nails and didn't raise his eyes: "It was originally newly established, and the existing owner of this underground palace is a dove occupying a magpie's nest and forcibly occupying someone's mausoleum." ”

Miao Miaomiao leaned over and looked at the words on it, the person who forcibly occupied the cemetery was actually Ji Hao!

She is known as the Moon Fairy on the stone tablet......

Sure enough, at what age do women like to be called a little fairy or something?

"While this woman is looking for the way to live forever, she occupies other people's tombs and prepares herself for a place after death......"

After Miao Miaomiao read this inscription, she began to mumble to herself.

Afraid of death, and afraid that there will be no place to bury yourself when you die, are the rich and powerful people so entangled?

The four of them stopped lingering and continued to look for an exit.

"I don't know which idiot put explosives in the snowy mountains, causing our exits to be sealed to death."

Wang Funian held his waist, bared his leaky teeth, and limped to the end.

Si Yubai coughed dryly, and reminded the mechanism holding the stone gate: "The things here are not ordinary things, everyone be careful." ”

Miao Miaomiao asked what it was.

He replied, "Something that can make people lose their minds." ”

Miao Miaomiao thought for a while, and then said, "Isn't that money?!" ”

As soon as her words fell, she was despised by Si Yubai for a while, saying that she was a cultivator, why was she so objectified?

Reification?

Si Yubai can still say such a thing in his mouth?

She really wondered if her master was possessed by something.

Who rented her out for a little bit of money in the first place?

Who was it because the expensive pill was eaten, crying and grabbing the ground, and almost lifted the roof?

Now she actually says that she is ......

The stone door opened.

The sight in front of her made her dizzy.

"Master...... Be...... It's a vain objectification ......"