Almost twenty years later, I once again "revisited the old place", walking in the place that once shocked me as a teenager, Su Rou and Ru Yue. It is still dim now. Looking again, I have many feelings. The shock that day

But the uncertainty was gone.

This is not because there are no more horrors in the Tomb of Hungry Ghosts, but because after experiencing so many storms over the years, when I think back to these guys in the Tomb of Hungry Ghosts, I feel that they are really not scary now.

My whole body was tied tightly, and it was not very convenient to walk. The people behind me were pushing and shoving, which made my steps a little messy. This did not affect my feeling of "nostalgia" along the way, just like walking through the insects of the past.

In the room, there is no longer the strange jar, the cultivated hungry ghost insect, and there is no so-called blocking ghost when walking around the corner.

Master, who was walking alongside me, naturally knew what I was thinking, and just smiled. Why is there no memory of him in the Tomb of Hungry Ghosts?

The feeling of the rope being stuck in our flesh was not pleasant. After walking for about twenty minutes in this huge tomb of hungry ghosts that was originally like a maze, those who led us finally stopped when we felt numbness in our arms.

pace.

This is a relatively large hall in the Tomb of the Hungry Ghost. It looks brightly lit with burning torches.

It's just that the air underground is not as good as above ground. I don't understand why the 'leading figures' in these organizations, including some holy kings, like to stay in such a place?

Master, me, and my dad, the three of us were pushed in. As soon as we entered, we saw that the hall inside the tomb was covered with thick carpets, and there were several decent pieces of furniture. There were more than a dozen people sitting inside.

, looked at the three of us coldly.

I really don’t understand what these people’s hobbies are. Not only do they live here, but they also want to enjoy it here? It’s not easy for people to enter the village in a hidden way. It takes so much effort to decorate the Tomb of the Hungry Ghost like this? If only

How about staying for a day?

Or, when some people lose something, they must resort to some kind of material luxury to make up for themselves.

This is what I guessed. While these people were looking at us coldly, I was also looking at these people. Except for the one sitting among them, everyone else was just like the leader on the ground, wrapped tightly, and

Which one of them looked very familiar to me. Looking at his familiar finger-stretching movements, I suddenly remembered that he was one of Wu Tian's ten-day followers.

That middle-aged man with unusually special hands! I didn’t expect that this time the net closing operation was so solemn, Wu Tian, ​​a man who cherishes his wings, actually sent this man out.

"Hey, we meet again." The man lazily trimmed his nails with a poke knife, raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and glanced at the three of us, as if he didn't really care.

Master didn't say anything, he was just looking at the place, but I said, "Yes, I didn't expect to trouble you to take action, I am so proud of it."

"Oh, do you think pretending to be relaxed means you are really cool?" The middle-aged man's tone was very soft at first, but then suddenly became stern. He put away the stabbing knife and suddenly glanced at me.

This glance was naturally not an ordinary glance, but a special kind of mental power. I groaned without warning. Compared with these top followers of Wu Tian, ​​I am still 'young', so like this

The reaction is also normal.

But it was just a muffled groan and my head felt a little dizzy. It recovered after a while without causing any harm to me.

"Kill, what are you bringing to me?" The middle-aged man lowered his head lazily and began to trim his nails. He didn't care about us at all and didn't bother to explain why he took action.

"Kill? Are you sure you can do this?" The master looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile. He did not list any reasons at all, but his expression clearly showed that he was confident, which made people even more confused.

"Why not?" There was vague anger in the middle-aged man's eyes.

The master looked up at the top of the tomb very nonchalantly, and then said calmly: "You naturally have a high status, right, aren't you a holy king? But the holy king is not the holy ancestor after all. If I were you, I would definitely ask

Did you say yes to the people who asked Yang Sheng and Wu Tian for their opinions?"

"Yes, you must have some way to contact them." Master added another sentence.

When the middle-aged man heard what Master said, his face suddenly sank. It looked like the sky before a storm. I kept moving my wrists. If he really killed us, I would never sit back and wait for death.

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I don’t know what kind of fighting power those tightly wrapped people have, but to capture the thief first, I’m weighing the fighting power of that middle-aged man. What is the chance of winning if Master and I take action? Although now we

Being tied up by five flowers, but if you use some secret techniques, this is obviously not a problem.

To be honest, under the tomb, we don’t have too many scruples and can fight wildly. To a certain extent, guns pose a greater threat to us when we are unprepared. However, on the other hand, guns are human beings.

When used, cultivators have many ways to deal with gunmen if they are prepared. Sometimes guns have no effect on us.

I was thinking about some random things in my mind, but they were actually relieving the tension in my heart. The middle-aged man’s silence was like a depressing volcano that made people uneasy. If we didn’t get there, who would choose to fight to the death, and the situation was not good for us.

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The middle-aged man didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to speak, as if they were a little afraid of him. In this silence, I don't know whether it was three minutes or five minutes. Being tied up, I felt like my feet were shaking.

Somewhat numb (due to poor blood circulation), the middle-aged man stopped tapping his fingers on the armrest of the chair, his gloomy face became slightly calmer, and then he stood up with a 'Huo' sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and I knew that the next moment was the moment to announce a choice. As expected, he said: "Keep an eye on them, and I will make a decision when I get here."

After saying that, he walked out of the hall, turned a corner, and the figure disappeared. I breathed a sigh of relief quietly, because I knew that I won the bet with Master. This middle-aged man must be trying to get in touch.

Yang Sheng or Wu Tian, ​​and in my heart, I don’t know why, but I am very sure that Yang Sheng or Wu Tian will definitely negotiate with me and Master.

Master is also very certain about this.

I was a little tired from standing, so Master simply sat down on the ground, and asked my dad and I to sit down too. In response to the three of us doing this, several of the tightly wrapped men in black just looked at us.

There was no extra movement, they just adjusted their position slightly, and in short, they surrounded us from all sides.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was probably almost an hour. The middle-aged man came back and said to those people: "Bring them up, the Holy Ancestor wants to talk to them."

Once again, my master's calculation was right, and we were pushed and pushed out of the Tomb of the Hungry Ghosts again. Because I couldn't guess what the master was going to do and how he planned to break the situation, so I simply didn't want to think about such a complicated problem.

, but I am thinking, why do these people have to stay in the dark underground? What is the reason?

Unfortunately, I found that this problem is also very 'complex', and I can't figure out the reason?

Judging from the tightness of their packages, I had a vague guess that this guess was related to Yang Sheng, but I couldn't believe it. I felt that if it had reached this point, it would be a bit unbelievable! But I couldn't help but feel inside.

It felt heavy, and I thought of that warehouse, the warehouse I once fought in, which was eventually destroyed by fire. I guessed that these people were 'transformed' by Yang Sheng.

Such speculation made me feel a little gloomy. I was completely unaware until I walked out of the Tomb of the Hungry Ghosts. It was the cool breeze blowing in my face at night that made my brain realize that we had been taken out.

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"Chengyi, your mother and the others?" My father who had been patiently asked me in a low voice finally couldn't help it. His face was a little gray. He had been tied up tightly like this for two hours. As an old man,

Dad couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't worry, I know what to do about mom." I comforted my dad, but the anger from the bottom of my heart made me yell: "Wait a minute."

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at me with impatience and suppressed anger, but I stepped forward without hesitation and said loudly: "Untie my father."

"Why? What are you going to use to convince me?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at me frivolously.

"Chengyi, forget it, I can still hold on." My father persuaded me carefully.

But I didn't show any weakness. How could I let my parents suffer like this? I laughed and said: "I have no reason. You are just laughing at your ability to tie up an ordinary person like this."

Does that make you look more like a turtle with your head shrinking?"

"Haha, well said!" Master suddenly praised loudly.
Chapter completed!