Chapter 9: The True Form of the Han Martial Pile

"But the Qi family is also decent, refining ghosts...... This is the first time I've heard of it. Ignorance...... Ahem! Ma Wenjing suddenly coughed, coughing very hard, and coughed her gray face red after only a few coughs.

I asked worriedly, "Are you alright?" ”

He waved his hand and coughed, "It's okay, I have, point, small, cold." ”

I thought that Ma Wenjing said this because he loved face, and I was embarrassed to say that he was injured when dealing with Han Wuzhu, but later I learned that Ma Wenjing was weak and sickly, and often coughed, especially after the drama-lie exercise.

Ma Wenjing coughed for two or three minutes before he gradually stopped coughing, turned his head to look at me and asked, "How are you?" Just ......"

"Oh, I'm fine. You know my situation, I'm the same kind as them, and Han Wuzhu and those little ghosts can't hurt me. ”

"That's good." Ma Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief, "If something happens to you, Zhong Ling will definitely blame me for being unfavorable." ”

When Zhong Ling's name was mentioned, the corners of Ma Wenjing's lips unconsciously hooked, and her face was filled with a warm smile.

I saw it, as if I saw that there was a tide surging between him and Zhong Ling, and that trend should be called love.

Ma Wenjing felt my gaze and glanced at me, as if she saw what I was thinking, and turned her head embarrassedly: "The Han Wu pile is solved, those little ghosts haven't come out yet, I'll go see how to get those little ghosts out." I don't know if the lightning just now hurt them. ”

Originally, I wanted to go to see Li Aiping when Ma Wenjing went to see the Han Wu pile, but when I heard Ma Wenjing's last sentence, I chuckled in my heart, looked at Li Aiping, and saw that Li Aiping was still squatting there with her head in her hands, there should be nothing wrong, so I changed my mind and said, "I'll go with you to have a look." ”

I came to the Hanwu pile with Ma Wenjing, and I saw a crack on the Hanwu pile, and the crack was about to crack from one end to the other.

The thunder just now was not loud, far worse than normal thunder, and no one else heard it at that time except for those who were close to us.

The lightning is not big, but the lightning quickly split the Han Wu pile in half, which shows that the power is quite powerful.

"The Hanwu pile is actually a wooden plank? The planks are fine? "I had heard rumors about the Han Wu stake and knew that it was a wooden stake, but I thought it was a trick to mislead people, but I didn't know that its true form was a wooden plank.

Ma Wenjing explained: "This is not an ordinary plank, this is a plank at the bottom of the coffin. The bottom of the coffin is the place where the yin is most concentrated, and this wooden board absorbs a lot of yin qi. It is estimated that the coffin of this wooden board was stolen, so that it was irradiated by the sun and the moon, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and formed the Han Wu pile over time. ”

"The Hanwu pile is very difficult to form, it is rare to meet in a hundred years, my master and their generation have heard a lot, but they have not really encountered the Hanwu pile. I didn't expect to be met by us, I don't know if we were lucky, or what......"

Ma Wenjing said as she squatted down and looked at the Han Wu pile carefully.

I looked at him for a while and asked, "How's that?" When were they hurt by lightning? ”

"It's hard to know for sure for the time being, because it's the first time I've encountered a Hanwu pile, and it's the first time I've encountered someone refining a ghost on a Hanwu pile. I'll give my master a call and ask, maybe he can know. ”

"Okay."

Ma Wenjing walked aside to make a phone call.

I didn't dare to get too close to the Han Wu pile alone, for fear that it would be the same snake I saw when I was a child, and it would be able to jump up and bite again, so I retreated.