I can't help but glance at this fortune teller.

This person has real skills, not to mention the ruthlessness and decisiveness that dares to kill, but it is this ability to look at luck and fortune-telling.

"Where should we go now, given where we were before?" Chen Guangge asked in a deep voice.

"From here, go all the way to the east, and the road there will come to the end, and you can go straight to the Xuanwu Cave with a turn."

The Oriental thieves at the gate have been beaten away, so they still have to hurry up and go to the Xuanwu Cave, release the water and drown all these people, and the cave line will be considered complete.

The injuries of the four masters and the disciples of the Red Lotus Sect were quickly dealt with, and Chen Yulin looked at the corpses in one place at this time, and he also had a look of unbearability in his heart. After all, it was the ancestor of his own family, and he asked Liu Ruxiang to borrow a pair of scissors and cut off a strand of hair from those zombies one by one.

"When I go out later, I will find another place to bury it, which can be regarded as making an ancestral grave." Chen Yulin sighed.

Chen Guangge shook his head: "There is almost no difference between this kind of tomb and a clothed tomb, and these ancestors, you probably can't even name them, and it will be difficult to worship in the future, so you can only bury a grave and leave a thought." ”

"Then it's good to build a grave and keep it for thought, otherwise it will attract a lot of water, and I'm afraid that the bodies of these ancestors will not be able to stay. If it is mixed with the corpses of these Dongyang thief dogs, it will be dirty. Chen Yulin said with hatred.

Everyone cut his hair together, and it was done in less than two minutes.

"Let's hurry up, if the Oriental thief comes to obstruct it with help, I'm afraid the plan will change!" Chen Guangge urged everyone.

Liu Ruxiang took me to collect the altar, and hurried along the route towards Xuanwu Cave with my luggage.

It was at this time that we could not see the other side of the cave, and the black-robed man who had escaped death drilled and drilled in the cave, and finally came to a stone gate, pushed open the heavy door, and as soon as he saw the light, he shouted in the words of the Oriental country: "Master, the apprentice has failed!" ”

In the secret room, a gray-robed old man sat on a soft cushion, his expression was gloomy, and he turned his head sharply and glared fiercely at the black-robed man at the door.

The old man summoned the gray-robed man to his side, and then panted heavily, but his eyes were staring at the disciple intently.

The black-robed disciple was terrified, his body trembled violently, he knelt on the soft cushion, apologized urgently in his mouth, and then slowly leaned down, his head resting on the ground, and his mouth stammered, begging for the old man's forgiveness.

The old man looked at the disciple in front of him like this, then picked up a small teapot from the small stove behind him and smiled coldly.

"Hmph-hmm-"

"Yaga!"

The old man's hand poured slowly, and the small black teapot was crooked, and a wisp of red tea flowed from the spout.

The red tea was steaming and poured directly on the head of the black-robed disciple.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Screams rang out again and again.

The gray-robed old man showed a fierce look on his face at this time: "Shut up! ”

After a while, the disciple didn't dare to speak anymore, gritted his teeth hard, his forehead and face were close to the ground, and the blue tendons on his face burst out, and he didn't know whether he bit his gums too hard, or the blood flowing on his body, or the hot tea.

He trembled uncontrollably, his eyes kept watering, and he still didn't dare to say a word.

A pot of hot tea was poured like this, and I don't know if it was the blood oozing from the disciple's body or because of the special taste of the tea, there was always a fishy smell lingering in this secret room.

"Hehehe......"

The old man smiled lightly, almost perverted, and asked, "Is the tea in the pot hot?" ”

The disciple nodded: "The disciple thinks it's just right." ”

The old man smiled, took out a small teacup from the side, filled the pot with tea, and drank it all.

"But it's not hot at all."

The disciple lying on the ground trembled, and only felt cold.

He didn't dare to say that it was hot because he was afraid of being scolded by the master, as for whether it was hot or not, how could he not know? The Purple Mountain Family's mastery is the secret method of driving out corpses, and when it is practiced to the point of perfection, the secret technique is no different from that of a zombie, and there is no pain at all.

The old man thought that he had practiced, and the small teapot was placed on the small stove, and it was always burned, and when he just came in, he could hear the stiffness of "coo-to-goo", and he would feel his heart tremble when he looked at the steaming heat.

No hot ......

I don't know how many years it will take for him to say this.

After the old man drank the tea, he asked him, "How did the other two die, and what happened to those people now?" ”

The black-robed disciple finally took a breath.

"The other two disciples, one of them was killed by a female master surnamed Liu, and a sword pierced the eyebrows and bones, and after falling to the ground, they were completely lifeless. The other is to let a man with a strong body hold a stick, I don't know what the principle is, when he touches it, he trembles all over, sparks flash, and he foams at the mouth when he falls to the ground, and there is no resistance at all. The black-robed disciple said this, and his face was still distorted with pain, and there was still a look of incomprehension.

What is it, and why is it so powerful?

Electric batons were not popular in those days, which was something he couldn't figure out.

"Weak and incompetent, too much to use." The gray-robed old man spit out such a sentence lightly, then got up and continued to ask about the fighting method at that time.

The black-robed disciple explained Fang Cai's soybean scene one by one, and then lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Gather your men, catch up with the corpse, and go with me. These people, I'm going to make it impossible for them to get out. ”

The gray-robed old man here said in a deep voice, picked up a bayonet hanging on the wall next to him, and waved it vigorously, shining with cold light, and his eyes with drooping eyelids still flashed with a resolute look.

"Understood!"

The black-robed disciple walked outside and trotted all the way towards a certain place.

In the secret room, the gray-robed old man took out a small thin porcelain bowl from a wooden box on the side, and the bowl had many oriental characters written on it.

He played with the bowl lightly, then pulled out a hammer and whispered a mysterious and obscure incantation in his mouth.

When he had finished, he slammed the bowl upside down on the table.

He took a deep breath and tapped lightly with the small hammer at the bottom of the bowl, which was already facing upwards.

"Smack!"

The small porcelain bowl was deliberately made very thin when it was fired, and when the hammer was struck lightly, it quickly shattered and fell apart.

The gray-robed old man leaned down and looked at the broken bowl of porcelain, and many of the words written on it were also split along with the porcelain.

The old man looked at it carefully, and then took a pen and copied the words on the porcelain piece on the white paper.

His face quickly drooped.

At this time, the gray-robed old man gently picked up the broken bowl porcelain pieces from the table one by one, but he was careless, so that the sharp porcelain pieces cut through his hand, and the red blood dripped on the white paper, which made his face sink again.

His hands trembled and he gritted his teeth as he got up, as if something was starting to tangle.

After a few moments, he jerked to his feet, picked up the bayonet that lay beside him, and walked briskly outside.

The clogs at the old man's feet clattered on the ground.

The sound faded away.

On the other side, our group had already followed the map under the leather drum of the ancestor of the Chen family to the edge of a dark river underneath.

According to the ancestor of the Chen family, after our group sneaked through this underground river, we would see a fork in the road, as long as we kept going south, it would not be long before we could find the Xuanwu Cave at the end of the tunnel.

But......

The underground river in front of us is turbulent, and our group has to pass through it, so we have to pass through it.

Chen Guangge's face turned pale, and he slowly stretched out one foot, and the water flowed rapidly, and immediately washed away the shoes on his feet.

The big guy looked shocked.

"This current is too fast, I'm afraid it's not easy to pass." The fourth master muttered softly in his mouth.

Everyone agrees that no one dares to be the first to go down, in case one is accidentally washed away by this underground river, it is estimated that they will be taken away by the dark river immediately, and they will never see the light of day again when they are washed into the groundwater!

Everyone didn't dare to take risks, Chen Yulin stretched out his hand and gently tried the water, but he was taken aback.

"We've all come here, our group has worked so hard, we can't just stop here." Old man Chen was distressed.

Liu Ruxiang frowned: "Your family's ancestor is so strange, after passing through this underground river, I think it is clear that he doesn't want people to pass, which is too dangerous." ”

The gentleman who measured the word sighed: "Hundreds of years have passed, and the vicissitudes of the sea have passed, maybe the water flow of this underground dark river was not so fast at that time." ”

Liu Ruxiang suddenly thought of something, and took the map from Chen Yulin's hand.

After looking at it for a while, it suddenly dawned on her, she pointed to the picture and said: "But I forgot, it said that there is an iron chain mechanism on the side of the dark river under here, and after pulling hard, you can control the water flow of the underground dark river." ”

Everyone stared, and immediately searched for the position they had caused.

Chen Guangge lay on the ground, stretched out his hand and groped into the water, and it took a long time to find it: "I got it, an iron chain as thick as a little finger." ”

Chen Guangge tried to pull as he spoke, and immediately drove the mechanism, and the water flow suddenly decreased.

Chen Guangge pulled the iron chain to the top, and the water flow of the underground river was directly reduced by half.

Liu Ruxiang went to test the water again, and her hands were already able to be placed in the water and not move.

After the trouble was solved, our group quickly went down to the river, and for safety, we all pulled a rope together, sank into the water and slowly sneaked towards the opposite bank of the underground dark river.

We kept holding our breath, our feet quickening, and just when I was about to lose my breath, it was finally a dozen steps before I finished, and I felt that there were no stones above my heads, and we helped each other up from the water, gasping for air.

With a flashlight, the place we are in is a different view.