Nodding, where do I dare to be distracted.

Zhang Yiqing said: "It's about whether you can win tonight. "

As soon as Zhang Yiqing said this, my heartstrings tightened a little, and I said, "Okay." "

Then Zhang Yiqing said: "When the Yellow River was first first governed, the first person sent was not Dayu, but Dayu's father, Kun thought that the river water had not been effective for nine years, so he was killed, and then Dayu." Dayu also killed a person later, who was the leader of the Fengfeng clan, but it was rumored that the Fangfeng clan was not actually dead, but was used by Dayu to cover people's eyes and ears under this excuse, and made him the first generation of the Yellow River Dragon King. "

I listened to Zhang Yiqing say these things, and I couldn't help but show a curious look in my eyes, and Qi Yao and I didn't interject at this time.

The old turtle also listened quietly.

Zhang Yiqing continued: "The original generation of the Yellow River Dragon Kings is not the same as the current Dragon Kings, they don't have such a long lifespan, I didn't tell you before that ordinary immortals can live for three thousand years. At that time, the Dragon King of the Yellow River was only a few hundred years old, and a few hundred years later, Fang Feng was afraid of death, so he buried himself in a copper coffin. So if the bronze coffin is opened, if the Fengfeng clan is lying in it and still refuses to wake up, you can tell him that Dayu is furious and wants to kill all his clansmen. "

I was stunned for a few seconds.

I stared at Zhang Yiqing.

Zhang Yiqing looked at my blank expression and said to me, "Qin Huai, do you remember?" "

I nodded.

Zhang Yiqing said again: "Anyway, if you don't remember, I won't tell you a second time." "

After Zhang Yiqing finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, I called out to Zhang Yiqing and asked, "Master, where are you going?" "

Zhang Yiqing said: "The matter of the Yellow River tonight is too big, far more than just opening the coffin, I have to deal with some other things." Zhang Yiqing didn't stay too long, and soon disappeared from my sight, and after Zhang Yiqing left, the time was almost up.

A few of us walked towards the Yellow River.

The evening breeze was bleak, the Yellow River was quiet, we came to the silent position of the bronze coffin, and when we arrived at the place, the time was about 11:40.

The lawless Taoist had not yet appeared at this time, and the old turtle walked to the Yellow River, shouted out the water ghost, and asked again. Whether anyone approached the bronze coffin, the water ghost replied, "Don't worry, my lord, the little one has been guarding the river, not leaving an inch, and no one approached." "

The old turtle said okay, you go down first.

The water ghost answered, and walked silently into the water, and soon vanished.

The water was turbulent, I stared, and at this moment, a whole arrogant laugh came: "Little brother, you are really on time." "

I turned my head to look and saw that it was a lawless person, and there was a white pigeon standing on the shoulder of the lawless person at this time, and he reached out and stroked the white pigeon.

I was blinded and couldn't tell anyone, so I said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, open the coffin." "

The Taoist stared at me, and I stared at him, and I always felt that his eyes were a little weird, as if they wanted to penetrate me.

His eyes looked deep and evil, and after looking at each other, he said again: "Little brother, your master is not here today. Are you sure you can win? "

I didn't answer him this question directly, I just want him to open the coffin now.

After the coffin is opened, you can witness the win or loss, anyway, the loss is the win, and sooner or later you have to face it.

He said nonsense and generally said to me: "My brother is so anxious, it seems that he has the chance to win." Okay, the poor road won't go around the bend with you, but before the coffin is opened, the little brother will ask your people to get the bronze coffin. "

I hummed, called a few water ghosts, and carried the bronze coffin, which came out of the water and was soon brought ashore.

The bronze coffin that got it to the shore looked extremely heavy.

The Taoist walked closer, patted the bronze coffin and said, "It's really a good coffin, but it's a pity to bury him." "

After he said this, he turned to me again: "Little brother, what if you say this coffin will bury you?" "

I snorted and retorted, "Why don't you bury you inside?" "

The Unable Daoist quickly laughed and said, "The poor Dao really wants to, but the Poor Dao is not blessed. When Poor Dao was a child, there was a great immortal with boundless mana who calculated for Poor Dao, and he would never need a coffin in this life. "

Qi Yao suddenly said: "What does that great immortal mean that you will die without a place to be buried?" "

I couldn't say this, and my smile stiffened. Then he said angrily: "It's really a girl with sharp teeth." "

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, now open the coffin."

I couldn't speak, so I stepped forward to open the coffin, I tried it with the old turtle before, and this coffin was not so easy to open.

Seeing that we were looking at us very seriously, the Taoist said calmly: "Little brother, you don't have to be too nervous, you just open a coffin." "

Unable to speak, he spread out his palms. As soon as the palm of his hand opened, the white pigeon automatically fell into the hands of the impenetrable man, and then I saw that he twisted the pigeon's head with his direct hand, and the blood splattered out.

The method was cruel and neat, and the blood on the pigeon soon dripped onto the copper coffin, and when the pigeon's blood dripped onto the copper coffin, I saw that the pigeon's blood flowed quickly along the lines at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the headless pigeon in his hand was thrown to the ground.

The pigeon that was thrown on the ground was clearly not dead and struggled on the ground a few times.

I thought it would struggle a few times and it wouldn't move. It's just that I was wrong, and after he struggled, the headless pigeon suddenly flipped its wings and headed high into the air.

Then it disappeared into the night, and I was stunned to see that the headless pigeon had flown away.