Funeral Night stared at the tomb a few more times, and then shook his head: "Even if the problem of miasma is solved, it is estimated that it will not be easy to enter!"

"Amazing, it's not a loss to be a master of alchemy, I only went in for a while and knew that the green smoke in the tomb was a miasma, admire, admire!"

", doesn't the system have a hint?"

Wang Xiaosong was embarrassed again, this sycophant is a set, but he slapped his legs.

Back in Qixing Town, the funeral night began to ponder the matter of the poplar tomb again, in fact, according to his deduction, he was able to refine the miasma pill.

But the problem is that the miasma is not the point, the sudden wind blade in the tomb is the real danger.

At night, the town is brightly lit and lively, and every liquor store is full.

The style here is completely different from that of Wangcheng, which is more down-to-earth and easier to touch.

Qingluan likes the atmosphere here, and likes to lean on the shoulder of the funeral night while eating meat skewers and looking at the night sky.

"Little Master, is this the Jianghu?"

"I don't know what the hell is supposed to be like. ”

The inns in the town were full, and Funeral Night and Qingluan could only stay by the river and wait for the dawn.

In the second half of the night, Burial Night suddenly woke up Qingluan, and Qingluan, who woke up in a daze, just wanted to open her mouth when she found that Burial Night blocked her mouth with her hand.

At the same time, he made a silent gesture to make sure that Qingluan was completely awake before pointing to the river.

Where there were a few small boats anchored, seventy or eighty people walked out.

These people are in a hurry, not smiling, probably the atmosphere is so depressing, that everyone's mood is not very good!

"Is Funeral Night really coming to Seven Star Town?" one of them asked.

Another human: "Half a leaf mask, wearing a sackcloth, it should be the night of the funeral!"

"Damn, this kid is quite fat, and he dares to pass by the chassis he came from with great fanfare. ”

"We must leave him behind, Mingzhu's anger must come out!"

"According to me, there are at least dozens of forces along the river waiting for the funeral night to throw themselves into the net, not to mention far away, even the Ximen Shuai and Xiaolongnu in the east of the city can't survive the funeral night. ”

"I heard that the Funeral Night is known as the Demon Lord of Change, and he is good at disguise. ”

"The disguise is subtle, it is always fake, as long as you observe it carefully, it is not easy to make any bullshit disguise, and it will still be exposed. ”

“......”

The funeral night and Qingluan hid in the grass by the river, and the other party's words were heard clearly.

Just ...... what does it mean to be "the breath of the pearl"?

After thinking about it for a long time, it dawned on me on the funeral night, Mingzhu? Could it be that he was referring to Zhou Zhoushan's ex-girlfriend Du Mingzhu?

Since the Shandong window incident disappeared from the south of the city on Monday, Du Mingzhu also disappeared.

This woman really holds a grudge!

Of course, the most surprising thing about Funeral Night was the resistance of Ximen Shuai and Xiaolongnu, these two are famous masters, and Funeral Night is not capable of competing with them now.

Needless to say, even if there is no relationship with the demon moon, just because of the disputes created in the Chengdong Chamber of Commerce Alliance on the night of the funeral, Ximen Shuai has enough reasons to kill him.

As for the night of the little dragon girl's funeral, they also have an impression that they seem to have a particularly loud name, called "Zodiac".

On the night of the funeral, when the ice and fire miracle was first completed, he had beaten the wild boar and others in Qi Yunfeng.

"It seems that this road is not easy to walk, but fortunately I stayed tonight, otherwise I might be in the arms of Ximen Shuai and Xiaolongnu in a hurry!"

"Xiaoqing, let's go, let's go to the poplar tomb!"

"Where are you going?"

"I always thought that there might be a big chance in the poplar tomb!"

The two took advantage of the cover of night and soon came to the tomb of Populus euphratica.

"Mr. Bury, I knew you would definitely come!" In the night, Wang Xiaosong tiptoed over.

Qingluan didn't have a very good impression of the guy, so after seeing Wang Xiaosong, Qingluan said, "You are really ghostly!"

"Hehe, isn't this fate?" Wang Xiaosong's face is not ordinarily thin. "Mr. Fu, after I went back, I carefully read it and suddenly found that what you said was the truth!"

"What is the truth?" asked him at once.

"The ancestral tomb is smoking! Look!" Wang Xiaosong took out a pint of pills and handed it to the funeral night, saying, "This is the miasma pill that I got from the heirs of the owner of this tomb." ”

Of course, he wouldn't believe Wang Xiaosong's nonsense on the funeral night, but putting aside the sycophants, Wang Xiaosong does still have his advantages, at least it is not easy to get the miasma avoidance pill in such a short time.

After all, Seven Star Town is not a royal city, although it has all kinds of things and looks like it has everything, but in fact, there are still many unpopular or infrequently used things.

There must have been at least three or four hundred good people in the town now!, but only Wang Xiaosong got it.

"How about Mr. Bury, why don't we go to the grave together?"

Funeral Night thought for a while: "It's okay, it's idle anyway!"

"Little Master, I always feel that this guy doesn't want to be a good person!" Qingluan was a little worried!

Funeral Night said: "Good people and bad people can't be written on their faces!"

Wang Xiaosong's embarrassment was committed again, and the whole person felt very uncomfortable.

In other words, you masters and apprentices really don't exist as big living people as me! Can't you whisper quietly?

After the three of them came to the Yin Wind Barrier, they each stuffed a miasma avoidance pill in their mouths, in fact, this thing didn't use much books for the funeral night, and he could completely use the spirit refining hand to eliminate the miasma.

The reason why I accepted Wang Xiaosong's kindness was just to hide people's eyes and ears, and I didn't want to be too high-profile.

Although the miasma problem was successfully solved, the three of them were also extremely cautious and did not dare to make too many movements.

"Mr. Burial, do you want to go like this now?" Wang Xiaosong has been standing a few steps behind the Master and Apprentice Building since he entered the Yin Wind Barrier.

"Walk on your feet!" said the funeral night.

Wang Xiaosong was stunned for a long time, his head twitched, and he suddenly gave a thumbs up to the funeral night: "Mr. Gaojian!"

Qingluan glared at him inexplicably and asked, "Then what do you usually use to walk?"

Wang Xiaosong was directly dumbfounded, these two masters and apprentices are not serious people, okay, one set of cowardice is another.

Are you insulting my IQ?

So after being patient for a long time, Wang Xiaosong still mustered up the courage to ask: "Mr. Fu, do you think that road is safer!"

Funeral Night pointed behind him and said, "This one." ”

Wang Xiaosong saw that this was not the way back to the town? But they were not wrong! At least from the current situation, the way back is definitely the safest.

Wang Xiaosong laughed dryly twice and asked again: "What I said is moving forward." ”

"Oh!" Funeral Night suddenly realized, and then pointed to the cave not far away, which was where he had been during the day, and was almost struck by a wind blade, "Where is safe, you go over and have a look first!"

"......" Wang Xiaosong's face immediately darkened.

"Go, little master said where it's safe, it's okay!" Qingluan urged.

Wang Xiaosong has the heart to beat people, how safe and safe are you have no electricity in your heart.13 Count? Who can't jump off a cliff when a blind man has the ability?

But Wang Xiaosong didn't want to break it, so he worried: "I'm a coward, I'm afraid of ghosts, and I'm very afraid!"

"I think you have a ghost in your heart, right?" Qingluan didn't have a good breath.

Wang Xiaosong: "I'm really afraid! or you wait, I'll go back and find the peach wood sword!"

After Wang Xiaosong finished speaking, he turned around and left, for fear of being pushed into the tomb by this master and apprentice!

"This ......"

(End of chapter)