Chapter 271: A Chinese Ghost Story!

"There's no movement down here!"

Dr. Liu squatted in front of the bronze coffin and couldn't help muttering, "Could it be that they are all dead?"

You Long's eyes were ruthless, looking at the coffin in front of him, and said lightly: "No, they are a group of nine people, even if they encounter danger, someone will definitely be able to survive." ”

You Long said it was an understatement, but when it came to everyone's ears, it was extremely terrifying.

You Long didn't care about the strangeness of everyone, staring directly at the coffin in front of him, and he was still quite concerned about the people under the coffin.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a flash of red suddenly flashed inside the coffin, and three figures suddenly crawled out of the coffin.

"It's you!"

You Long is no stranger to Feng Wanli, and when he opened the first door, he also rewarded him with points.

You Long couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "What's down there?"

"Below?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows and said honestly: "There is a palatial palace with a female ghost in it. ”

"Palace!"

You Long's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he quickly jumped into the coffin, and when the Interpol behind him saw this scene, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they were stunned for a while.

Dr. Liu, who was behind him, couldn't help but shout when he saw You Long leaving: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't go down quickly!"

"Good!"

"Let's go down together!"

Perhaps seeing Feng Wanli returning safely, everyone chose to ignore the danger under the tomb, and walked towards the outside of the tomb one by one.

Seeing that everyone chose to die one by one, the ink shadow beside him was puzzled: "Ferryman, why don't you save them?"

"What ability do I have to wake up a person who has been blackened by interests?" Feng Wanli waved his hand and sneered.

In the final analysis, these are just excuses for the wind, and the heart is just that I don't like You Long and others.

Mo Ying's eyes darkened slightly, and he nodded: "Okay then, now let's go back!"

"Wait. Wait for us!"

At the same time, a soft cry suddenly came from behind him, and Feng Wanli turned around to look, only to see that at some point, Dashan followed with a group of Interpol, and thanked him: "Thank you!"

Feng Wanli smiled slightly: "Heh, it's okay." ”

After speaking, Feng Wanli glanced at everyone and said, "Since everyone is together, let's go out." ”

"Ah!! help!"

"Help me, help me!"

At the same time, there was a sudden terrible scream from the cave ** in the distance, and everyone outside the cave couldn't help but tremble when they heard this, and they were very afraid.

Hearing this, the wind was afraid of something wrong, so he waved his hand and said, "Go!"

For the ghost king, Feng Wanli was still very jealous, and he didn't even have time to dig the rock walls with life energy on the cliff of the tomb, so he and everyone dug out the cave.

"Whew!"

Walking out of the cave, Feng Wanli couldn't help but take a light breath: "The current strength is still too weak, this ghost king is a ghost thing that has surpassed the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he is not an opponent at all, it's time to enter the next reincarnation world." ”

Dashan sighed and said: "So many Interpols have died here, the sky of the ancient capital is going to change!"

Feng Wanli's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "If You Long and they die here, will the Interpol headquarters send someone to take over the Interpol branch in the ancient capital?"

"Definitely!"

Dashan nodded, and soon said worriedly: "But this will definitely need a buffer for a period of time, and it is very likely that it will take three or five days." ”

Mo Ying's face was anxious, and he hurriedly shouted: "In the absence of Interpol for three days, the ancient capital will not be blown up!"

The Three-Eyed Divine King tilted his head and said loudly, "Aren't there still us?"

"How many of us?"

Feng Wanli smiled contemptuously: "It's already great to be able to manage the Jinling University District well." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wanli didn't want to say more, and shook his head slightly: "Forget it, this time the Purple Mountain matter is over, I should go back too!"

Separated from everyone, Feng Wanli instructed Ying Ying to send Moying back to Wanhu Community, and he himself went into the dense forest in the Purple Mountain.

"Let's talk about the world!"

Feng Wanli stretched out his right hand, directly clicked on his attribute bar, and said secretly: "Enter the world of Liaozhai!"

"Enter the world of chatting in advance!"

As soon as Feng Wanli's voice fell, a system prompt sound sounded in his ears.

"Whew!"

With a sound of breaking the air, Feng Wanli felt a strong sense of dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in front of a city wall.

The mottled and decaying city gates and rammed earth walls of less than four meters are also cracked. Finally, before the sun went down, Feng Wanli looked at the slightly dilapidated town in front of him, and before he entered the city gate, he already felt that the town was full of turbidity.

"What are you doing? It's time to close the gates. If you want to go in, you either have to wait for tomorrow or pay the money. ”

Two men in gray coats and ruffians shook from the card field on the side of the road and stopped the wind.

Feng Wanli's sword frowned slightly, looked at the two people who were walking slowly, and waved his right hand quickly.

"Bang!"

Two heavy roars sounded, and then the two of them flew out quickly upside down at a speed countless times faster than when they came, like two earthy sandbags.

"Dirty hands!"

Feng Wanli lowered his head slightly, looked at his gray right hand, patted it gently, turned his body slightly, and walked directly towards the town.

"Remember the plot, it seems that Ning Caichen will come to an inn to collect the bills. ”

Walking on the road, Feng Wanli was not idle, but lowered his head and pondered: "Should I go to Lanruo Temple first to see how far the plot has developed, and see if I can slaughter the tree demon in advance, or wait for Ning Caichen's arrival step by step, fish in troubled waters, and increase my strength?"

The two options have their own advantages and disadvantages, the first one is definitely more dangerous, but the gains are definitely greater, as long as the dryad can be killed, this Lanruo Temple can also be served in one pot, and the benefits are maximized.

The second method is to fish with the development of the plot, insert a few knives from time to time, make up for the knife, and develop with peace of mind.

Unconsciously, Feng Wanli suddenly walked to the front of a restaurant, and beside him was a man squatting on the ground, seeing this scene, Feng Wanli knew in his heart, if he didn't guess wrong, this should be the place where Ning Caichen collected debts.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli stepped forward quickly and stepped directly into the house: "Xiao Er, bring me a guest room!"

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