Looking at the ashes of the burned paper in front of the tombstone, Ling Hao was still unwilling, and he couldn't wait to find this worshipper immediately.

He searched around for a while, but in the end there was no clue.

"I don't know when this worshipper will come next time, otherwise I would have waited here for her to come. ”

Ling Hao pondered for a moment before starting to dig his own grave.

After all, the original purpose of his trip was to store the ring.

However!

When he dug up the small dirt bag, he was shocked.

The coffin is gone!

The bronze coffin that had buried him was gone!

"This ......"

Ling Hao felt a little difficult to calm down in his heart.

This tomb has been buried here for twenty years, but on the first day of his resurrection, the coffin is gone, is this a theft or something else?

Ling Hao couldn't make a conclusion in his heart.

Maybe I didn't dig deep enough?

Ling Hao scratched his head and started digging deeper again, but digging into it was more than two meters deep, and there was no shadow of the bronze ancient coffin.

There is no doubt that the coffin was really lost.

However, what made Ling Hao thankful was that in the process of digging, he found a storage ring.

However, it was not the one he wore twenty years ago.

Instead, it was dark overall, looking extremely simple, and when Ling Hao's internal force poured in, he found that it was still filled with a demonic aura.

It's a magical storage ring!

Ling Hao condensed his spiritual power, carved his spiritual imprint on the ring, and completed the recognition of the master.

Then he couldn't wait to open the storage space.

Different from the usual storage ring, there are actually nine doors in this storage space, representing nine different storage spaces.

Of the nine gates, only the first one is open.

The second door was hidden, but it could not be opened, and the remaining seven doors were not only closed, but also had a large lock hanging on the door.

"This ......"

Ling Hao was surprised, and his spiritual power entered the first gate.

Inside the door was a vast storage space, and he had been patrolling it for a long time with his mental power, but he had not found the end of the space.

For a while, Ling Hao's mood couldn't help but become even more excited.

Ordinary storage space, the cross-section can have a few tens of square meters, hundreds of square meters is considered very good.

But right now, this ring has boundless storage space.

Moreover, this is only the first layer of the nine-layer space!

Found a treasure!

While Ling Hao was in a high mood, he found a parchment scroll in the first layer of space.

The scroll has been somewhat blackened, which shows how old it is.

In the middle of the scroll, a line of vigorous and powerful words is clearly visible—

"There are no farts in the first layer of space, the real treasures are all hidden in the back of the eighth-layer space, but unfortunately you can't enter at all with your current cultivation, aren't you very angry when you hear this?

Seeing these words, Ling Hao was a little speechless.

It seems that the original owner of this ring had expected to get it, so he left this parchment scroll?

It's a pity that what he didn't expect was that he wasn't angry at all.

Looking at what he meant, there are still a lot of good things in the back eight layers of space, since he got such a treasure, why should he be angry?

As for the space in the back, with the improvement of cultivation, sooner or later it will all be opened.

Ling Hao withdrew his spiritual power from the first layer of space and slammed into the door of the second layer.

It's a pity that although the door is only hidden, no matter how hard he tries to hit it, it can't shake it at all.

It seems that the parchment scroll is right, with his current cultivation, it is only enough to open this first layer of space.

In addition to being excited, Ling Hao was also a little skeptical, was this ring deliberately left by someone?

Or is it the one who took the bronze coffin?

He took the ancient coffin, but deliberately left this ring for himself?

If this is the case, then my own resurrection may not be as simple as it seems, but there are strong people secretly manipulating.

With doubts in his heart, Ling Hao didn't sleep all night.

He stood guard under the tree beside the grave, trying to see if anyone else was there.

Unfortunately, it was not until after dawn that there was not the slightest discovery.

Neither the person who took the bronze coffin nor the person who burned the paper to worship him ever appeared.

In desperation, Ling Hao had no choice but to go home against the rising sun.

When he returned home, Li Bingqing was making breakfast, and when he saw him, he began to question, and even suspected that he had gone out at night to be a traitor.

Ling Hao didn't bother to answer, and gave her a roll of her eyes to slowly understand it.

Li Bingqing snorted twice, and wanted to complain that he was not trustworthy and didn't teach her martial arts last night.

But at this moment, a girl's crisp voice came from the room-

"Sister, what's going on with breakfast? I'm about to go to school. ”

What a familiar sound!

Ling Hao was shocked when he heard this, and his whole spirit was lifted.

Although he has been dead for twenty years, Shangguan Zhiqiong's voice is extremely deep in his mind.

At the moment, this voice is almost the same as Shangguan Zhiqiong's timbre.

If it weren't for the other party calling Li Bingqing his sister, Ling Hao would definitely rush into the room, grab her by the neck and ask why he killed himself in the first place.

At this time, Li Bingqing replied: "You can eat it, it's just that Ling Hao just returned, and I haven't had time to call you yet." ”

"I'll be right out. ”

With the sound of laughter and groaning, a young and lively girl ran out of the room with joy.

The moment he saw her face, Ling Hao's brows furrowed in an instant.

Shangguan Zhiqiong!

It turned out to be really her!

Ling Hao had love and hatred in his heart, and the two emotions were mixed together, making his chest a little blocked.

He never dreamed that twenty years later he would meet under such circumstances.

"You are Brother Ling Hao, right? Sister mentioned you to me last night, I'm glad to meet you, my name is Zixi. The girl ran over with a smile and stretched out her hand towards Ling Hao.

However, Ling Hao didn't seem to hear it.

His eyes were about to split, his eyes were staring at Zixi, he gritted his steel teeth, and his hands were even more clenched with iron fists, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

Seeing that Ling Hao not only didn't react, but also stared at Zi Xi without blinking, Li Bingqing pulled him: "Hey, you pervert, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman?"

"Go away!"

Ling Hao pushed Li Bingqing to the side, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zixi's neck, his eyes staring at her fiercely like a beast: "Say, I love you so much, where am I sorry for you, why do you want to kill me?"

Zixi was pinched by him, and her breath was not smooth, and her face was flushed.

She grabbed Ling Hao's hand with both hands, trying to break it open, but she couldn't shake it at all.

Seeing this, Li Bingqing was immediately frightened, pulled Ling Hao's arm with both hands, and roared like crazy: "You are insane, let go of my sister!"

It's a pity that with her little strength, facing Ling Hao, who is the fifth order of Tiangang, is tantamount to shaking the tree in the grasshopper, and it can't play the slightest role.