Just because we haven't heard of it doesn't mean it's nameless.

After all, the person who dares to drink soup under the nose of the ancient clan will not be an ordinary character.

I don't have an registration number, and I don't need to report it.

When he came here, he naturally inquired about us all clearly.

I asked, "Fang Hatshao, you came here because you want my grandfather's coffin?" ”

"No, no, I didn't just come here, I just wanted to see the demeanor of the old man Li Daoxuan, and by the way, I put incense on the old man." Fang Qishao said, took a sip of wine, and then spit the wine out of his mouth.

The wine is exported, gathering but not dispersing, turning into three water columns, at first glance, it looks like three sticks of incense.

He wiped his hand on the head of the wine column, and three "incense" formed by the wine burst into a faint blue flame.

There are many tricks in the rivers and lakes, each with its own subtlety, and I can't see what kind of technique he uses.

But just now he vomited wine and became fragrant, and a faint abyss appeared behind him.

It can be seen that he is a master of the too virtual realm.

Holding the three-pillar "wine fragrance", Fang Qishao walked towards his grandfather's coffin.

Thinking of the second uncle's advice, I didn't stop it.

First, it can't be beaten.

The second is that grandpa's coffin is guarded by Lei Fa, and if he wants to move it, it depends on his ability.

The third is that the people who eat meat are not dead yet, and his move has a chance to let them eat dogs.

Fang Qishao walked to his grandfather's coffin, bowed in a decent manner, and inserted three sticks of "incense" into the soil in front of the coffin.

After straightening up, he said with emotion: "I have heard the name of the old man for a long time, but I didn't expect that when we met, we would be separated forever." ”

"If you don't see the old man's true face today, I hate to have regrets in this life!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand violently and grabbed at his grandfather's coffin, and he was about to lift the lid of the coffin.

But before he could exert his strength, there was a thunderclap in the night sky, and cyan lightning fell in the sky.

When I saw the thunder and lightning fall, I thought to myself that I was going to die again.

However, the thunder and lightning fell, but Fang Qishao was still standing in place, just a long hair exploded, emitting black smoke, but the person was fine.

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.

Only then did I see that under the collar of Fang Qishao's neck, an iron pillar popped up high, swaying like an antenna.

Huang Jiu exclaimed: ", the man with his own lightning rod!" ”

I didn't think he would still have this operation, and I was a little confused.

It is said that he hates less when he uses books, but he doesn't read less!

However, the lightning strike was avoided, but the lightning rod was too close to his body, and Fang Qishao's body was still slashed steaming.

Even so, he was still unwilling and buckled the coffin board again.

As soon as he exerted his strength, another green thunder fell from the sky.

But the lightning rod led the thunder and lightning to the ground, and Fang Hatshao's hand was still firmly buckled on the coffin board.

I clenched the blood thorns, ready to release the little foot girl.

But at this moment, Grandpa's coffin made a fine clicking sound, and the black paint on the surface of the coffin cracked, falling off one after another, revealing a brilliant red.

At the same time, the eight coffins around them shook and thumped inside.

But this time it's not the contents that are going to break out of the coffin, it's the excitement.

Seeing this, my complexion changed slightly.

When the grandfather was buried, the second uncle discussed with Uncle Chen, who carried the coffin, that the red coffin was happy and evil, and he was afraid that the neighbors in the village would be afraid to see it, so he painted it several times with black paint to cover the original color.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hatshao's toss made Xiaocui's coffin reveal its true appearance.

The black paint peeled off, and underneath the bright red of the coffin, there were some golden stripes, making the whole coffin look like a huge talisman.

Fang Ha looked at it and was startled, and this jump, he jumped directly to my side.

Well?

I raised my eyebrows, and when I saw him staring at my grandfather's coffin with bright eyes, I quietly poked the blood thorn under his ribs.

But when he touched his clothes, Fang Qishao grabbed the blood thorn, looked back at me and said, "Little doll, you are not authentic, I helped your grandfather see the light of day again, but you secretly did it?" ”

I was expressionless and said coldly, "You're too close to me." ”

Before I could finish speaking, my hand was empty, and the blood thorn reached him, and before I could grab it, he threw it at the shack.

The blood spikes landed on the ground and stuck firmly into the ground.

But just as he threw the blood thorn, the purple talisman in my hand was already attached to the door of his head.

Seeing that the purple talisman was sticking to the center of his eyebrows, I breathed a sigh of relief and jumped away, ready to pick up the blood thorns.

As a result, I only took two steps, and Fang Qishao raised his hand to tear off the purple talisman on the door of his head, he took it in his hand, and asked speechlessly: "What are you doing here?" ”

He was dissatisfied, and I was frightened.

The power of the purple rune is not so bad that it can't be moved, right?

Seeing that I was stunned, Fang Qishao flicked his fingers helplessly, and the purple talisman flew towards me.

I was startled, but when the purple talisman came to me and saw that the power above it had not been released, I hurriedly grabbed it in my hand and took it back.

Fang Qishao ignored me, but shouted in the direction of the blood thorn: "Old lady Song, the token of the head of the Song family is here, you still dare to covet it?" It seems that he is not a little timid. ”

Is Song Lao lame the head of the Song family?

The last time he went back for a long time, he said that something had happened in his family.

Could it be that he went back and inherited the head of the Song family?

No wonder with his words, the public loser found out all the undercover agents.

Behind the shed, the old woman who had escaped through Mai slowly walked out, she looked at the blood thorns on the ground, leaned over quite respectfully, picked up the blood thorns, and walked towards me.

"Little Brother Li, it was my old lady who was blind and offended, and I hope that in front of the head of the family, the little brother can say a few beautiful words for the old man."

Seeing that she could touch the blood thorns, there was no need to doubt the identity of the Song family.

"Thank you, senior, I won't tell Grandpa Song about what happened tonight." I took the bloodthorn.

When the old woman heard this, her face turned happy, she bowed to the blood thorn, and turned to leave.

As soon as the old woman left, I turned around and stabbed the blood stab at Fang Hate Shao.

Huang Jiu saw me make a move, jumped out of my shoulder, grabbed the lightning rod behind Fang Hatshao's back, and kicked it on the top of Fang Hatshao's head.

Don't look at Huang Jiu without transformation, but the strength in his legs is not weak.

If you step down, you can kick the bluestone away.

Fang hated less pain, and went to catch Huang Jiu with his backhand.

Huang Jiu held the lightning rod and quickly climbed up, Fang Hatshao grabbed the air and slapped it on the back, as if it was a mechanism, and the lightning rod retracted into the collar at once.

Huang Jiuba fell on his neck with a chirp, and grabbed his feet and hands indiscriminately, grabbing countless blood marks on his neck.

I don't know, I thought I had just finished a fight with my wife.

Fang Hate had one less hand to grab Huang Jiu, and one hand to deal with the blood thorns that kept stabbing out of my hand.

Huang Jiu shaved a few times and hurriedly jumped back on my shoulder.

When I saw him come back, I immediately retreated.

Fang Qishao didn't seem to want to fight, otherwise a person who was too weak and strong would not be so embarrassed by us.

As soon as Huang Jiuyi came back, eight golden dragons appeared under my feet and locked them on my body.

Fang Qishao didn't fight back, but looked at me and asked resentfully, "What are you doing here?" ”

A few sneak attacks, I was also a little embarrassed.

But the second uncle said that at this juncture, no matter who it is, it is the enemy of our Li family.