"Master, don't look at me like that, whatever he asks, I'll say whatever I want, but he didn't ask, if I have anything else I haven't said, and I won't take the initiative to tell me, how can you blame me?" the chief showed an innocent expression, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Ming held his forehead speechlessly.

This guy looks harmless to humans and animals, but in fact, he has a bad stomach, not only does he grow black, but his heart is even blacker.

"So, we were tricked by such a thing?" Jiang Zheng looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief.

Jiang Ming nodded: "That's right, the words that can really deceive people are not nine true and one false in ten sentences, but ten sentences are true, but you don't know that there is an eleventh sentence."

It is true that there is a large array to protect the cave mansion outside the Yunzhongjun Cave Mansion, and it is true that the three levels of Yunmeng carefully designed by Yunzhongjun are not fake, and it is not false to forcibly break through the protection of the large array to transform the god period and cultivate.

But that was the ancient period, even if the magic circle was designed by the ancient god Yun Zhongjun, it couldn't help the time to pass, and now as long as it was the Jindan period, it could enter. ”

"What about the three levels of Yunmeng? That's the level where Yunzhongjun blocks outsiders. Cheng He still disagreed.

Jiang Ming looked at the chief, and his heart was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, he directly drew his salary from the bottom of the kettle at that time, signed a soul contract with the chief, and knew all the information about the Jundong Mansion in his mind through the soul imprint, otherwise it would not be only Jiang Zheng and Cheng He who would have been played very miserably now.

Jiang Ming saw that Cheng He had been made a little stupid by the chief's true but incomplete information, so he had to explain in detail: "The three levels of Yunmeng were indeed designed by Yun Zhongjun, but who told you that it was used to block outsiders. ”

"However, the chief clearly said that it was designed by Yun Zhongjun with great effort, how could it be something else?" Cheng He still didn't believe it.

Looking at Cheng He, who had been fooled and lame by the chief, Jiang Ming had no choice but to say: "That's Yun Zhongjun's cave mansion, not Yun Zhongjun's cemetery, who would design some messy traps in their own home, do you want to find some different kind of fun, or what?"

You've read too many fantasy novels, and you're done with the lock on your own door, and you don't have to worry about someone stealing it, because you know that there are security guards in the community, and others can't steal your things.

What's more, it's Yun Zhongjun, the existence of the ancient gods, who went to steal things? Do you think it's the immortals and bodhisattvas in "Journey to the West" who were stolen magic weapons and lost their pet mounts because of the needs of the plot, and they messed together to get rid of the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulties?

Before you could get close, you were crippled by someone else's men. ”

When Cheng He heard this, he was still a little hesitant: "If you say so, wouldn't it be very easy to enter the cave mansion of Yunzhongjun."

But why haven't anyone heard of it since ancient times, after all, although the transformation period was like a cabbage in ancient times, it was also very easy to achieve. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ming was somewhat relieved, and Cheng He finally asked a very valuable point.

Sure enough, only when I take on the role of a teacher will I know how stupid my previous problems were.

"That's a good question, I don't know!" Jiang Ming said, "That's all the chief's memory. ”

Cheng He:......

Jiang Ming was not embarrassed at all, but said: "We are here to break into someone's cave, not to drink tea as guests, so it is impossible not to take any risks."

I can wipe your butts, but you can't ask me to help you with shit, right?"

Jiang Zheng's fingers holding the orchid were a little pale, but he still calmed down: "What you said makes a lot of sense, but can you change it to a better analogy." ”

"Okay," Jiang Ming humbly accepted the suggestion, "It's like planting potted plants, fertilizing and watering on time, but whether the potted plant can grow well or not depends on it to drink water and eat fertilizer." ”

"I'm ......"

Jiang Zheng cherished his daughter-in-law Orchid the most, and after listening to Jiang Ming's words, he lifted the table with one hand.

was pressed down by Jiang Ming, and it was not for nothing that Jiang Ming suddenly talked about Jiang Zheng's potted plants.

Before, the chief listened to him and ran to him to ask for peace, but he was arrested and almost made into a perfect tonic soup.

It depends on the owner to beat the dog?!

The eyes of the two burst with sparks, and their aura became stronger and stronger, and they had no intention of taking a step back.

Then the table retreated, and it collapsed......

Table: MMP, I didn't mess with any of you

Cheng He: "...... My mahogany table, this is an antique left by my ancestors thousands of years ago!"

"What is the howl, isn't it just a broken table?" Jiang Zheng saw that he was howling loudly, and he was very annoyed, and with a wave of his hand, a cyan light burrowed into the mahogany table.

But the mahogany table did not move, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"How come, I'm a heaven-level wood spirit root, and if I can't cultivate in the Jindan period, I can't cure a broken table?" Jiang Zheng looked at the broken table in surprise.

At this time, the table shook and snapped, and returned to its original state.

Jiang Zheng: ...... Damn, I didn't know that my skills were still delayed.

DuangDuang

At the foot of the mahogany table, a crayfish slammed desperately against the leg of the table.

The chief glanced at it curiously: "Old man Cheng, you can't do this base, you can still be drilled in by crayfish?"

"You are the crayfish, your whole family is crayfish, your father is spicy, your mother is garlic, your brother is pepper and salt, and your sister is thirteen spices. ”

"The crayfish actually spoke......"

"What's the matter, what's wrong with not seeing it?"

"I wonder if it's going to taste better?"

“......”

The chief pressed the talking crayfish with one paw and tried to eat it as a lobster sashimi in the shell, only to put it in his mouth and find nothing.

"Hey, old man Cheng, did you steal my lobster and want to eliminate the evidence that your base is a tofu scum project?" the chief said grinningly.

Cheng He is very entangled now, very happy and speechless, happy that the ancestor's treasure table has been restored, but helplessly because the ancestor's way of hiding the treasure is very strange.

Jiang Ming drank the chief, reached out to the ground, and pulled out a crayfish the size of an ant.

This crayfish is almost identical to the one just now, except for its size, or it is the same one.

I saw that the crayfish said: "Cheng He, you turtle grandson, you haven't come to save me, I'm your ancestor!"

Ah, what a familiar taste.

Jiang Ming looked at Cheng He with a little pity: "It seems that this is also the spiritual pet of your ancestor, right?"

"Well, it seems that it's right," Cheng He felt a little weak, "The way the old ancestor hides things is really ...... Unique, you have to break things to get a real heirloom. This is teaching us not to be blinded by appearances. ”

Cheng He is worthy of being the principal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, and he quickly understood the philosophy of life from one wonderful thing after another.

", it's just that your ancestor simply thinks it's fun, look at what kind of pet he is, a carp, a crayfish, a proper lover of river freshness. "The chief has never looked at the atmosphere, or that's what it tastes bad about.

Jiang Zheng patted Cheng He's shoulder: "Okay, don't comfort yourself, you have to be happy to have such an ancestor, he still used his energy to leave heirlooms for you descendants." ”

"Thank you. Being comforted by Jiang Zheng like this, Cheng He felt much more comfortable.

Jiang Zheng continued: "I think you should have smashed all the old things in your house, maybe you found something good." ”

Cheng He:...... I'm special, give me back my touch!