Hearing the words of the old man Zuo, Daoist Ge laughed, and he couldn't stop laughing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info%d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3

"The surname is left, you are wrong." "They are not holy at all. ”

"They?" Old man Zuo was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something.

"Yes." Daoist Ge said, nodded, and said word by word: "They." ”

At this time, the bitter monk who was sitting cross-legged on the bronze coffin had already gotten up and walked down, and then he patted the bronze coffin, as if he was talking to someone, and said, "Come out." ”

When the bitter monk's voice fell, the copper coffin moved, as if someone was constantly pushing the copper coffin, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the copper coffin had begun to tremble, and its trembling amplitude was quite large, and it looked a little scary.

"Holy shit, this coffin is pretty big." Fang Shiliang took a cigarette in his mouth, walked over slowly, and muttered: "Who was this coffin used to bury?" I've never seen a coffin of this style! ”

Seeing that Fang Shiliang asked, Daoist Ge glanced at him and said with a smile: "A long, long time ago, the people buried here were people from the Witch Sect. ”

"." Fang Shiliang grinned, and said enviously: "I didn't expect that a gentleman of the witch sect can be so rich, and the cost of this coffin is not low........"

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Ge Dao said with a smile.

"It's a good feeling!" Fang Shiliang nodded, and arched his hand to Daoist Ge with a grateful face: "Just your words, I promise, I will leave you a whole corpse after killing you." ”

Daoist Ge glared at Fang Shiliang viciously and stopped talking.

"Comrade Xiao Tan, where were you hiding when you came?" I laughed, dragged Mr. Tan over, and asked him with curiosity: "It can't be hidden in the coffin, right?" ”

"Or else?" Mr. Tan sighed and said: "My Taoism with the little monk is not as good as my master and them, they can withstand the yin qi that avoids the sea, but we can't withstand it." ”

"You two aren't too crowded?" I asked curiously.

"What can you do if it's too crowded?" Mr. Tan looked at me helplessly and said, "I want to come easily, but the reality doesn't give me face." ”

"Make do with it." Xiao Rulai also followed at this time and comforted Mr. Tan: "It's good to have a car to sit on." ”

"Get out of the way." Mr. Tan said angrily: "It's annoying to see you." ”

Being scolded by Mr. Tan like this, Xiao Rulai lost his temper, and took two steps to the side with a smile, not daring to continue to provoke Mr. Tan.

"Are you two still fighting?" I asked in a gossipy way.

"What do you care about me?" Mr. Tan gave me a blank look, and he didn't mean to satisfy my gossip at all.

Before I could ask, I heard a scream, and the lid of the bronze coffin suddenly opened.

Really, it was only then that I learned that the coffin still had a lid.

The lid of the copper coffin is not the kind that is lifted on the lid, but a pull-out type, and the lid on the top is quite thick, not to mention that it is as thick as two cigarette cases stacked on top of each other.

When he saw the copper coffin uncovered, the old man Zuo was also owed, and he pointed to the coffin and shouted at Daoist Ge.

"Holy shit! Lao Ge! Your ancestral grave has been blown up! Old man Zuo's tone was a mockery, and those of us who were teammates wanted to slap him when we heard him speak.

"You get out." Daoist Ge scolded.

"Hurry up!! Let's go up and press the lid of the coffin!! Don't let your ancestors pop out!! Old man Zuo shouted to Daoist Ge with a serious face.

"You fucking ........" Daoist Ge glared at the old man Zuo viciously, raised his hand, and pointed at the old man's nose: "You wait for Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu doesn't have the same knowledge as you now! ”

At this moment, a burst of turquoise smoke suddenly poured out of the bronze coffin.

The color of this green mist was extremely dark, and the concentration was indescribably higher, it looked like a liquid floating in the air, and it seemed to emit a faint green light.

"Fighting?" An old man's hoarse voice soon came out of the bronze coffin.

"Who knows." The old man's voice sounded young, but he was about twenty years old, and he was also a man.

"If you want to fight, hurry up, what do you have to say to them." Another middle-aged man also spoke, his tone was very impatient, it was simply a copy of Fang Shiliang.

"I think it's still important to be peaceful, and entering the Bulao Mountain is the first thing." The last man to speak, who should be about thirty or forty years old, sounded very gentle, quite elegant.

At this time, the first old man to speak had already sat up from the copper coffin, and then supported the edge of the copper coffin with his hand, and jumped down very easily.

This old man looks no different from a living person, his face is very solemn, his expression is so serious, he has a taste of worrying about the country and the people, and he feels panicked when he looks at it.

It doesn't seem to be very particular about how it dresses.

At first glance, the robe it was wearing was rotten, there were more than a dozen holes, and the most exaggerated thing was that the left sleeve was gone, directly revealing its thin arm.

"Dao Wei?!"

The evil real person exclaimed, and his tone was very surprised.

"This is the first time I've met another Dao Path!!"

"You are?" The old man in the Taoist robe looked at the evil man, nodded and said, "You are also a Taoist, right?" It smells the same as me. ”

At this time, the second young man who spoke also jumped out of the coffin, dressed like the previous old man, and it was also a Taoist robe, but its Taoist robe looked very new, the same as the one he had just bought, and there were no wrinkles at all.

"Another Dao Badge?" The evil real person was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hey, I've really seen a lot today." ”

This young Dao Wei has a very common face, and his expression is a little sluggish, wooden, and looks like a nerd.

When it heard the words of the evil man, it didn't react, and just stood there dumbfounded.

Soon, the third injustice jumped out of the bronze coffin.

This grandson's dress is quite special, only wearing white pants, and his upper body is naked, and the body like a bodybuilding coach is directly reflected in our eyes.

"Holy shit, I've got a fucking needle!" Fang Shiliang closed his eyes with pain on his face, and kept waving his hands: "Can you put your clothes on?" I'm a little disgusted to see you........"

"You say it again?" The unjust appearance is very fierce, and he is still a big bald head, looking at that called a gangster, even I am a little scared when he roars: "You fucking try to say it again?!" ”

"I mean, you look like a labor prisoner, and you have a face to play with us?" Fang Shiliang picked his nose and said impatiently at the injustice: "If it weren't for my grandfather, I would be in a good mood now, and Lao Tzu would tear you alive, would you believe it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Shiliang pulled his fingers out of his nostrils, and then very calmly, without the slightest hostility, flicked the boogers in the direction of the copper coffin.

"It's just two soul-like Dao Monsters, don't be afraid, plus you, that's not enough for Lao Tzu to see." Fang Shiliang said, smoking a cigarette and looking at them, without any nervousness: "The real body is gone, what are you talking to me?" ”

"You!!"

"Forget it."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian had already jumped out of the bronze coffin, and before the big bald head could say anything, it grabbed him.

"Now is not the time to fight, let's talk about it when we enter the Bulao Mountain." The injustice said with a smile, and patted the shoulder of the big bald head: "When you enter the mountain, we will accompany you to make trouble as much as you want." ”

As soon as he heard this, the big bald head also hummed and didn't say anything more.

"There's another thing that doesn't really matter." Fang Shiliang sneered.

"You are Fang Shiliang?" The Confucian dressed as a wrongdoer, turned around, and smiled warmly: "The momentum is good." ”

"When you fight, you will know how good Lao Tzu is." Fang Shiliang clenched his fists and looked at the injustice, which was completely provocative: "What the hell is your surname?" ”

"Me?"

The Confucian smiled and said.

"Don't give your surname Zhao, Zhao Ruigong."

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