"What is it......" The earrings looked around curiously: "How did Wei Changsheng get such a place, it looks like a grave circle." ”

"Twitter, twr......" The monkey made a very ugly cry, as if urging us, and ran all the way in by itself.

What is this place? In my heart, I had another sense of foreboding.

There is a saying that good spirits do not lead to bad spirits, and every time this kind of foreboding occurs in the heart, there is always no good thing.

The ground monkey was not afraid, and we walked all the way inside, and we followed the ground monkey out of breath, until we reached the innermost point, and saw a large row of bamboo.

The bamboos were shiny and shiny, and the green ones were dazzling, and they grew so well that they seemed to be able to pinch out water with one hand.

The stud obviously recognized it, scratched his ears and cheeks and said, "What do you mean?" Bamboo? Wei Changsheng is planning to raise giant pandas here? ”

"No......" I approached the bamboo, and said, "Bamboo needs light, and it will definitely not live without light. ”

"That'...... Could it be that they were raised to eat bamboo shoots? The earrings leaned over and followed: "Maybe, it's winter bamboo shoots or something?" ”

I didn't pay attention to the studs, and squatted down, but found that the soil under the bamboo was a little strange, it looked dark and red, and I had a sharp nose, lowered my head, and smelled a smell of blood.

My heart sank slightly, could this bamboo be raised with blood?

\ It didn't fall from the sky, maybe this place is the real purpose of Mrs. Liu and the old man with leaves leading us here.

I looked back at the bamboos, and accidentally found that this place was clean and clean, and there was no yin qi at all, and when I looked closely, the outside of the bamboos was a little faint yin qi that came with me and the studs.

I immediately understood: \ nodded hurriedly, took out a small stack of yellow paper, blew it with my mouth, the yellow paper was like magic, and burned at the crack in the door, sure enough, after a while, some black water slowly flowed out of it, I pushed it again, still did not move, pinched the wound on my hand and squeezed the blood, and the door reluctantly opened a little gap.

\ A particularly fat person, his face is like a steamed bun, his body is like a man, he is not tall, and the flesh of his body shakes, and he is almost close to a square.

However, unexpectedly, he looked very good, his face was blushing and white, very festive, like an old version of the New Year's doll.

That's right, another old man.

I think I've been an old man lately.

\A heavy sigh:\, I'll see, \life, take out immortality.

He is already immortal, why is he still so obsessed with immortality, is it because he is afraid that others will be as powerful as him and seize his current position?

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