As soon as Zhang Qiming showed up, the man who was so fierce that he was so scared that he trembled all over. He cried and explained: "Master, Master, listen to my explanation, I, I..."

He stuttered and speechless, but Zhang Qiming did not listen to him, but suddenly waved his sleeves.

ah……

The tiger pussy screamed, and then his whole body twitched.

Immediately afterwards, his clothes became swelling and turned into a large cloth pocket, wrapping him up. The tiger pussy inside made a shrill and terrifying cry, as if something extremely terrible happened inside, or was suffering from some inhuman torture.

The tiger yelled loudly: "Master, spare me, there will be no next time; please, spare my life...ah..."

The little carpenter was right next to him and smelled a foul stench from the cloth pocket, but it was because of the tiger's pussy and incontinence.

He felt as if two people were entangled inside, and he felt even scary, but he didn't dare to look around, so he could only retreat to the side.

Faced with the thug's begging for mercy and screams, Zhang Qiming looked serious and turned a deaf ear.

He slowly walked to the desk, regardless of the cloth pockets with tiger pussy under his feet and the trembling little carpenter beside him, he looked up at the huge stone statue of the ancestor, and then found three incense from somewhere.

He lit it with a fire slap, bowed, inserted it into the incense urn, then turned around and said to the little carpenter, "Where are the people from Longwu Village?"

The hunchbacked old man's aura made the little carpenter dare not provoke him, so he could only answer truthfully: "I'm still outside, I haven't come in..."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Qiming frowned when he heard this, and instead of commenting, he raised his head and looked around, then said, "Look at everything here, do you feel that this is a miracle?"

Such a huge stone temple is hidden deep in the abdomen of the mountain. When it was built, I don’t know how much manpower and material resources were spent. Moreover, this was done by Lu Ban’s sect, who had no power and power, and it was not an exoteric sect.

If you think about it carefully, it is really not easy.

The little carpenter nodded and said, "Yes, that's true."

Zhang Qiming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. As a result, he probably smelled the stench of the tiger's pussy excrement, and he vomited it slowly.

He walked away a little, and then said to the little carpenter: "Your master has obtained the inheritance, but he is willing to be ordinary and live a mediocre life. He does not care about the inheritance of Luban Buddhism at all. And I have been working hard for the revival of Luban Buddhism throughout my life - tell me, if the ancestors had a spirit in heaven, who would they recognize more?"

The little carpenter did not dare to offend this seemingly crazy old man, and did not want to tell lies, so he bowed his head and said, "I am not the ancestor, how can I figure out what his old man thinks?"

Zhang Qiming stared at him, and for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "You should not behave like a person. You are not honest."

The little carpenter smiled bitterly and said, "How do you say this?"

well……

Zhang Qiming sighed and then said to the little carpenter: "To be honest, I actually envy your master. I am better than him in everything, but he just won the love of my master and passed on his hand. And the disciples he accepted were much better than my few unattractive disciples. Thinking about it like this, I feel really uncomfortable..."

The little carpenter didn't know what the guy was doing, but when he saw his a little crazy state, he could only scrape his stomach and think about some words to persuade him: "Uncle Master, that's not what he said..."

Before the little carpenter finished saying the comforting words, Zhang Qiming laughed and said, "You don't have to comfort me, I won't be angry with a dead person."

ah?

The little carpenter was stunned for a moment, then recovered and said to Zhang Qiming: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Qiming did not answer, but walked to a stone pillar three meters away on the left, pointed to it, and said, "Look, what is that?"

The little carpenter raised his head and took a look. He felt the blood in his body rushing towards the Tianling Gai.

It was a corpse.

It was a corpse hanging from a stone pillar, with feet hanging down, hands against waist, head hanging, and tongue in the mouth falling on the corpse in front of the chest.

There was a dry tobacco pot inserted between the waist of the corpse.

That was his master Lu Da.

He once adopted him like a lonely soul on the roadside, and has been teaching craftsmanship with him for more than ten years.

He is the closest relative in this world.

Even his heaven.

And at this moment, God...

It collapsed.

The little carpenter's eyes turned black, and then he rushed out of his chest for no reason. He changed his previous cowardice and suddenly jumped out, cursing at Zhang Qiming: "Kill my master, I will be your ancestor..."

While cursing, he rushed forward, but he never thought that there was a beast hidden in the hunchbacked old man's thin body.

As soon as the little carpenter arrived, he was kicked by the guy and kicked straight in the chest. The little carpenter was furious and even though he had some skills, he couldn't avoid it and kicked it to the ground.

However, he did not give up, jumped up and rushed towards Zhang Qiming, but was kicked to the ground again.

I went back and forth several times until the little carpenter was exhausted and had a sore body, and then I stopped.

At this time, Zhang Qiming said slowly: "Although I have been thinking about killing your master, an old man, over the years, you can see that he has been dead for a long time, and I just kicked earlier than you. How do you think I can kill him?"

Hearing this, the little carpenter, who was already a little broken, recovered his consciousness bit by bit.

He climbed up with difficulty and walked to the stone pillar where his master was hanging. Zhang Qiming did not move any action during this process and did not stop him.

The little carpenter stood under the stone pillar and looked up. He saw the master's whole body hanging down, his breath was gone, his hands and feet were black, his neck was covered with bruises, stretched, strange and slender, his face was black, his mouth and tongue were black, and there was a stinking smell of excrement in his crotch, but it seemed to be dry and not very obvious.

It is obvious that it has been a while since his master died, and it is indeed not done by Zhang Qiming.

So, if it’s not Zhang Qiming, then who is it?

The little carpenter felt that the sky was about to collapse, his mind was a little empty, and he looked confused, while Zhang Qiming smiled and said, "Before you and I came in, your master was dead. And in this huge Luban Temple, there was no one else except our ancestors-that is to say, the one who killed him was our ancestors, hahaha..."

He smiled hysterically, then opened his eyes wide and said word by word: "Our ancestor is still not satisfied with him after all."

At this moment, the tiger pussy in the cloth bag was no longer moving, and Zhang Qiming was also in a madness, and the little carpenter subconsciously stepped back.

Is the ancestor dissatisfied with his master?

The little carpenter is not stupid, so he naturally knows that Zhang Qiming is a distortion of concepts - Lu Da's death is the most likely thing that he wants to find the Lu Ban Jing, but he ends up like this after he falls into the mechanism.

The mechanism in the tomb is already dangerous, and if you enter it, life and death are based on fate. No one else’s fault.

But if we trace the root of the source, it will still be counted on Zhang Qiming.

If this guy hadn't had the ghost thoughts and joined forces with the people from Longwu Village to chase his master, how could Lu Da enter it?

My master must have known about the tomb of King Miao for a long time. The reason why I haven’t come for so many years is because it’s unnecessary.

He was forced to go to the forefront.

The "Lu Ban Jing" is extremely important to Zhang Qiming, but for Lu Da, a plain life is what he really wants to pursue.

Unfortunately, Lu Da, who was determined to be ordinary, eventually died here.

Is this fate?

The little carpenter was full of anger, but he didn't dare to express it because he could see that Zhang Qiming was definitely a powerful figure. Even if he had practiced basic sword skills for more than ten years and obtained Qu Menghu's true teachings, he might not be able to deal with this guy.

After Zhang Qiming laughed wildly, he walked to the desk, took a deep breath, and slapped at the desk suddenly.

drink……

The desk suddenly cracked and a three-foot-wide gossip plate appeared.

Zhang Qiming stood on the gossip plate and chanted loudly. The little carpenter recognized every word he read, but when they were combined together, they couldn't understand what it meant and were confused.

However, as Zhang Qiming's spell sounded, the little carpenter saw the stone statue of Luban in the middle of the hall. His left hand slowly raised and turned into a support. At the center of its palm, there was a stone box with dense reliefs on it, all of which were carpenter's tools and objects, vivid and lifelike.

Zhang Qiming's breathing became more and more rapid, and his tone became several points faster.

Finally, when he pronounced the last word, his palm fell to him.

Hahaha……

After years of long-standing wish, I have been able to get it now. Even a person as scheming as Zhang Qiming, he couldn't help but be a little arrogant. He grinned, stepped down from the Bagua Platform, reached out to take off the stone box, but found that the stone box was stuck to the stone hand and could not move.

In desperation, he had to open the stone box. Fortunately, the box was not locked, so he opened it as soon as he opened it, but...

Zhang Qiming, who was proud and satisfied, had wide eyes wide open, and his face was in disbelief.

Because the stone box is empty.

There is nothing.

What's going on?

He felt anger of being tricked, and suddenly turned his head, but felt a gust of demonic wind blowing, and his whole body was cold. Then, Lu Da, who was originally hanging on the stone pillar, fell to the ground with a "bang".

Before the little carpenter and Zhang Qiming could react, Lu Da actually stood up straight.

"Master?"

The little carpenter was ecstatic and walked forward. But after not taking two steps, Lu Da raised his head, but his face had no facial features, and a white board made him look extremely terrifying.

He could not hear the little carpenter's shout at all, so he reached out, grabbed the little carpenter, and suddenly threw him away.

Bang!
Chapter completed!