The stone cave is completely a natural karst cave, this is a large karst cave, and there are many small karst caves around the karst cave, obviously this is an intersection, but the walking corpse left a more conspicuous road sign, it is actually a piece of fish scales, there is more than a piece of fish scales on the ground, all the way, along to the third karst cave on the left. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two glanced at each other, looking at the entrance of the cave, there was obvious polishing at these entrances, artificial polishing.

Looking for the fish scales and going, entering the stone cave, at first glance, full of surprise, and finally surprised, the stone wall here is painted with colorful murals, it looks very bright, very gorgeous, as if it has just been painted, not that dusty feeling.

At the end of the mural, there was a large wooden chair, on which no one was sitting, and to the horror of the two of them, there was no one who could have a little ghost, the little ghost was made up of two Nezha's heads, and a red belly pocket was draped on his body, and all the other places were exposed to the air, and his side was not Mao Zongxu's two walking corpses.

Seeing someone come in, he turned his head to look, the evil eye naturally knew him, if it weren't for this little ghost, none of this would have happened, and he might have retreated to the field and lived a fairy-like life, it was his appearance that caused a series of things to follow, thinking about it, he was angry, he really wanted to go over and beat him up.

The little ghost stood up from the ground, his face was pale, like a thick powder, his eyes were gray-white, full of life, and the toy in his hand was actually a head, which made people panic.

The gray-white eyes stared at the evil eye, obviously he remembered this middle-aged uncle, the little ghost is generally very resentful, especially the little ghost raised by people like Mao Zongxu, the first order he instilled in the little ghost is that if there is revenge, he will take revenge, and he would rather deceive people than let people deceive him.

Besides, this little ghost is not simple, the age of this little ghost is already in his thirties, and after Mao Zongxu was kicked out of Maojiazhuang, he became interested in the little ghost.

When he passed by a temple, he found that a peach tree in this temple was very unusual, and the dignified and righteous place actually revealed full of resentment, so he naturally became interested. He was also very patient in squatting on the outside of the temple until dark, and when the lights went out, it was already the second half of the night, and his opportunity had come.

Jumping over the wall, his kung fu is very good, he didn't make the slightest sound when he walked, the surroundings were dark, the yard was not very big, but he walked for a long time, he knew that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

It shouldn't be possible to meet ghosts hitting the wall in this place, a temple can't be said to have no monks, but so many people, how strong the righteousness is, he feels more and more that this peach tree is very unusual, and his personality will definitely be explored.

Low-level pediatric things like ghosts hitting the wall are very evil to outsiders, and for people like them, the trick of cracking is easy to catch. His body is really the nemesis of this demonic thing, his heart is ruthless, the tip of his tongue is bitten, the blood on the tip of the tongue is the most rigid and yang place in the human body, and a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue immediately cracks the ghost wall.

The peach tree actually trembled, many leaves withered and fell, and a red liquid actually came out of the root of the book, and his eyes were straight, could it be that the peach tree could not become a fine person, he hurriedly looked left and right, and tried to get this peach tree in his hands.

A vicious plan came from his heart, he wandered around the temple, found the location of the temple kitchen, and opened the lock of the room effortlessly, his plan was of course arson, which was a certain distance from the courtyard, and the kitchen caught fire and the monks naturally ran to put out the fire, so he could safely gouge away the so-called peach tree essence.

His technique is extremely skillful, and the general fire is burned from the inside to the outside, but this effect is not good at all, and the burning is also very slow, and it cannot achieve that effect. He took out the fire fold and lit all the firewood in the room, which can be said to be burning at one point, crackling and burning, and then the burning firewood was put everywhere, so that there was no dead angle at all, and the burning speed was several times faster.

Then shouted, fire, fire. The fire had already risen, and many monks had already come, so he hurriedly hid, looking at the monks' anxious appearance, he smiled heartily, like an executioner.

After waiting for a long time, calmly, he swaggered to the peach tree, and at this time, he looked, oops, unbelievable, the red liquid was actually piled up into a puddle, and the things inside were so masculine with his own blood, and it must be expected that he was seriously injured.

He was a daring artist, and spit two mouthfuls of saliva into his hands, holding the trunk of the peach tree in one hand and the other back, and his feet were so the ground that he stepped out of a hole.

Isn't this trick exactly the bridge section where Lu Zhishen uprooted, he also wants to learn a water margin hero today, gritting his teeth and pulling out, the peach tree is actually a little loose, and he loosened it. His feet sank deeper and deeper, the peach trees pulled out more and more, and the soil on the ground actually cracked, stretching out in all directions, only to hear a click, and all the soil was thrown out. The entire peach tree was uprooted.

He saw something terrible, his eyes burst out, and he saw a white bone wrapped around the roots of the peach tree, and he could naturally see at a glance that it was something he had been dreaming of these days, little ghost. I didn't expect to fulfill his wish so quickly, I don't know if it was luck or God's gift to him.

He will no longer believe in fate, as the eldest son of Maojiazhuang, although he is the son of a concubine, but he believes in that father so much, he actually abandoned him like this, how can he believe in fate anymore.

Before he could finish his joy, a voice sounded behind him.

"Donor, this is a yin and evil thing, please put it down and leave."

He was shocked, he didn't know when someone came behind him, looking at the person behind him, wearing a tattered robe, and the hat on his head was also tattered, he naturally saw the identity of the other party, an ascetic. This surprised him that there were still ascetics in this small temple, but after thinking about it, maybe it was this ascetic who suppressed the little ghost under the peach tree.

"Oh, what if I don't go?"

He picked his eyes, hugged the peach wood, and looked extremely arrogant.

"That can only send the donor out."

"Haha, you can try."

As he spoke, he picked up the peach wood and rushed straight out of the door, the ascetic naturally wouldn't let him leave so easily, and jumped in front of him.

"Good, good, donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore."

Put your hands together and make a gesture of exhortation.

"Bitter Sea, I'll let you know what Bitter Sea is."

A handful of black sand was thrown out of his hand, and the black sand was taken from the tailbone of the unjustly deceased, which was the place where the extreme yin gathered, especially for the unjustly deceased, the head and tail were not commensurate, and after the coccyx was deposited, it quickly became black.

I have to say that he has mastered the alchemy of the Mao family more than his father, the black sand flew to the ascetic, the ascetic didn't move, let the black sand fall on his body, but his brows frowned slightly, the purpose of the ascetic's cultivation is, of course, to find the most bitter thing in the world to cultivate, and now he doesn't blink his eyes on this thing, and death means that the cultivation is not enough, and the immortal will is improved.

Laboring their minds and starving their bodies.

Mao Zongxu was shocked in his heart, he met a ruthless person today, and he couldn't get out of this compound without some means. He put down the peach wood in his hand and stretched his bones.

took out his most proud and evil weapon, a thing that was extremely similar to a woman's room, looking at this thing, his face was full of ****.

"It's good, it's good, the donor is so vicious, the poor monk can only do the right thing for heaven!"