"There's a strange place, I wonder if you've found it?" After a long silence, the girl in Tsing Yi asked aloud.

"Where?" Ling Jiang asked, getting up.

At this moment, his mind was very chaotic, as if he was trapped in a deep whirlpool, and the current was entangled with him and he could not extricate himself.

"There are nine of you Ling Clan's Haizi generation, but now there are only eight tablets on the spiritual platform. Xi Yao said lightly, "These people are all your uncles, not much different in age from you, how can they all be dead?"

Ling Jiang was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the spirit seat of the forest, there were really only eight spirit cards of the Haizi generation, and the one missing was Ling Hailong!

"My father ......," Ling Jiang muttered in a low voice.

"Father?" Xi Yao was in a trance for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses, "This is a bit interesting......

"What the hell is going on?" Ling Jiang's mind kept echoing the three words Ling Hailong, and suddenly there was a feeling of pain.

He held the wall with one hand and his forehead with the other, and in a trance, he seemed to see a picture.

In the picture, a white-clothed scholar is reading hard at night, only to hear a creak, the door panel is pushed open, and a strong wind blows in the dark night.

The scholar looked up, only to see a figure standing outside the threshold, he immediately put down the book in his hand, and wanted to get up, only to see a black shadow approaching him like lightning, and his fingertips flicked the scholar's head.

The scholar's eyes darkened and he fainted.

"It's him!" Ling Jiang exclaimed in his heart, and couldn't help but gasp for breath, "It turns out that my amnesia is not accidental, but that person did it!"

"What's wrong with you?" Xi Yao saw Ling Jiang's very uncomfortable appearance and walked up to him to ask.

Ling Jiang took a deep breath, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, his face was slightly pale, he shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

He stared at the spirit cards in front of him, their placement was staggered, the names of different parts were intertwined, at first glance, it looked a bit like the momentum of soldiers coming to the city, and it was the general who walked at the forefront......

Someone once described it this way, the battle between the two armies is just a game of chess, on this chessboard, regardless of whether it is high or low, whether it is a general or soldier, it is a chess piece in the hands of the emperor.

"If this is a game of chess, then Uncle Nine's departure is like a chessboard. Ling Jiang thought to himself, "But what about my father?"

During this time, there was a question that had been lurking in Ling Jiang's heart. It's not that he doesn't dare to think about it, it's that he doesn't have a clue about it at all.

According to Ya'er, in the past ten years, he has never seen his parents, and Uncle Ling Jiu is the only relative in the family.

Why did their parents abandon themselves and leave the country?

Even if there is something important that is difficult to get out, why do you refuse to send back even a letter from home? Even if the word "peace" is enough, it is enough to make people cry.

"Don't look at it. Xi Yao said softly, "These are dead things, no matter how much you look at, you won't be able to find any clues." Since this place is your Ling ancestral hall, there must be a way for your descendants to leave. ”

Ling Jiang nodded, everything had already happened, and there was no point in dwelling on it.

However, Ling Jiang did not leave in a hurry, but stood in front of the many tokens, knelt down and kowtowed, "Unfilial junior Ling Jiang, meet your ancestors." ”

Xi Yao stood aside and watched, without making a sound. In this world, the decline of a clan is far simpler than its rise, even if it is passed down for hundreds of generations? As long as a vein of incense is cut off, this clan will be completely destroyed.

Obviously, someone was trying to cut off the incense of the Ling Jiang clan, but Xi Yao just thought about it and didn't say it.

Because for no reason.

In her memory, there had never been such a rise of the surname Ling. If it's just a grudge between enemies, why is there such a big deal?

Behind the ancestral hall, a larger stone door blocked it, but this stone door also opened a gap like the previous one.

Ling Jiang picked up the torch and walked towards the gloom behind the stone gate.

There are many wax figures behind the stone door, large and small, and the appearance of these wax figures is also very strange, no one or ghost, and I don't know what they are.

It's a big, dark place, and it's hard to imagine that there could be such a place under the deep seabed.

Boom!

In the silence, suddenly a loud noise echoed in the ears of the two, and the two hesitated for a moment, and immediately walked in the direction where the sound came from.

Bang bang!

As the two approached, the voice became more intense.

I saw that in front of the darkness, there was a bloody coffin, and although the blood coffin had been rigidly bound by a chain, there was still a bloody hand sticking out from the gap in the coffin lid.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, Xi Yao hurriedly tapped his toes and flew to the top of the blood coffin, only to hear Cang Chang unsheath the sharp sword, and the small purple sword slammed heavily on the blood coffin.

"What is this?" Ling Jiang trotted over, looking at the blood-red coffin, very dazzling.

"The coffin is blood-colored, undoubtedly bloody. Xi Yao stared at the silent blood coffin, his right hand still holding the hilt of the sword, and couldn't help but scold: "What did your ancestor do? Why do you put this thing in the ancestral hall?

"What is a blood corpse?" Ling Jiang didn't understand what Xi Yao was saying at all, although the coffin was not moving at the moment, judging from Xi Yao's serious expression, things were not simple.

"The bloody corpse is bloodthirsty, once a living creature approaches, it will make it crazy, he has been sleeping here for an estimated hundred years, if he is released, he will have to gnaw the two of us up!" Xi Yao scolded.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was another clanging sound from inside the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was lifted open from time to time.

Xi Yao hurriedly stabilized his figure, looked at the bloody hand stretched out, and shouted at Ling Jiang, "If you don't want to die, stay away, if you are caught by it, you will be gone." ”

When Ling Jiang heard this, he hurriedly withdrew three feet away.

Xi Yao's fingertips shone with spiritual light, and the light was injected into the blood coffin along the small sword, but all this could barely support the impact of the blood corpse. Every time the lid of the coffin is lifted, the chains vibrate loudly, as if a death knell was sounded.

"You're so strong, can't you deal with it?" Ling Jiang asked in a low voice.

"I can kill ghosts, doesn't it mean that I can exorcise ghosts?" Xi Yao explained, "This thing has been suppressed here for so long, and the seal has long been invalidated, how can I know how to seal it again?"

Ling Jiang watched from the sidelines, wanting to go up and help, but he also knew that if he got close, he would only help.

Bang dang!

At this moment, the bloody corpse in the coffin stretched out its claws and crushed a thick iron chain.

Ling Jiang looked dumbfounded, how much strength did this have?

Although Xi Yao had several immortal secret methods, she didn't dare to use them easily. The blood coffin is the last barrier, and if they don't damage the blood coffin, they really won't be able to return to heaven.

The girl is like an ant on a hot pot, and the boy is even more difficult to get rid of in the torment.

"You hurry up!" Xi Yao suddenly skimmed Ling Jiang and shouted loudly.

"Where are you going?" Ling Jiang didn't react for a moment.

"How far can you go, how far you can go. Xi Yao knew that even if he was allowed to leave, it would be difficult to escape from this seabed, but at least he would not die under the hands of this bloody corpse.

"What about you?" Ling Jiang suddenly understood, Miss Xi Yao was going to let him escape alone!

Xi Yao glared at him and said, "You don't care about me!

"But ......" Ling Jiang smiled bitterly in his heart, it was pitch black all around, where could he go? As long as he stayed in the ancestral hall, sooner or later he would have to be found by the bloody corpse.

"But what?" cried the girl again, eager to rush down and slash him with a sword.

"Wait!" Ling Jiang shouted, cautiously approaching the blood coffin.

Sensing that a living creature was approaching, the bloody hand reached out again, desperately grabbing towards Ling Jiang.

"You don't want to die?" Xi Yao exclaimed.

"Miss Xi Yao, I may have a way. Ling Jiang took a deep breath, his expression a little uncertain.

"What's the way, you can say it quickly......" Xi Yao was anxious and asked, "I really want to be killed by you this time!"

Her thoughts moved, and she was about to sacrifice the magic weapon to fight this bloody corpse. With her Fifth Realm cultivation, it remains to be said whether she can defeat this bloody corpse, but it is much better than sitting still like this.

"Open the coffin!" Ling Jiang plucked up his courage and shouted, "The way is to open the coffin." ”