The afterglow of the sun disappeared into the horizon and night fell.

Xia Wuji walked out of the cave.

At this time, he had already put on a black dress in Yexing.

After identifying the direction, he quickly headed towards the ancestral tomb of the city lord's family.

I climbed over the mountain and saw the tombstone under the night.

Instead of digging the ancestral grave directly, he started digging from an inconspicuous valley.

Anyway, he has mechanical sensing and his direction will not deviate.

There is no shovel, only the Nine-ring Big Sword.

Of course, there are all rocks here, and the shovel cannot be dug. In the end, it still depends on the Nine-ring big knife that cuts iron like mud.

While digging the tunnel, Xia Wuji sighed: After the power is strong, it will be convenient.

If an ordinary person breaks a mountain and cracks a stone, he has to use a hammer and chisel, but he only needs to cut a few knives and punch a few times.

An ordinary person needs to dig a tunnel for several days, and he dug it out in just one cup of tea.

The gravel was placed in the storage ring.

Fortunately, the storage ring has a large space, otherwise it would not be able to hold it.

The caucus room was a little cold.

Xia Wuji lit up the torch and illuminated the entire tomb.

A large red coffin was parked in the middle of the tomb.

Looking at the tall tomb, he sighed a little. He deserved to be a rich man. The entire secret room was extremely huge and was dug out of the rocks.

However, this sigh was just casual, and his eyes immediately placed on the coffin.

The mechanical parts are inside.

He walked forward and his hands were filled with a faint golden light. He lifted the lid of the coffin and pulled up the long coffin nail.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and there was an old man in a dress and garment lying inside. His face was a little dark, but the body was still well preserved.

Xia Wuji's eyes immediately locked on a metal arm next to the old man.

A complete arm.

He glanced at Mr. Meng's body, a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then reached out and grabbed the metal arm.

A flash of light, the metal arm disappeared, entering the second portal of the Black Mist Space.

At this moment, Mr. Meng opened his eyes and two fangs appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Xia Wuji.

Xia Wuji grinned.

Zombies!

Mr. Meng sat up straight.

Xia Wuji laughed and said, "If you die, forget it, don't come out and scare people."

As he said that, he raised his hand and punched Mr. Meng's head to sink. The black stains squeezed out of the depression and shot into the coffin.

Dong ~

Mr. Meng lay down heavily again, his body straight and his posture was peaceful.

Well, this is very obedient and the lying posture is also very good.

Xia Wuji was very satisfied.

Then a light flashed in his hand, Du Ming, Taoist Master Yuyuan, Liang Ji, and three corpses were placed straight in the coffin.

The coffin is quite large, and there are four corpses in total, including Mr. Meng, which are actually empty.

Xia Wuji felt that this big coffin could hold at least eight corpses.

"Well, the four of them just happened to gather together a table of mahjong, so they were not lonely."

Xia Wuji smiled slightly.

Then he covered the coffin lid, sealed it with one punch, and turned around and walked out of the tomb.

In the passage, take out the stone and soil excavated before, and seal the road to the exit.

Another huge rock was lifted up, and it smashed hard, trapped in it, sealing the exit tightly.

Looking at the seal without any trace, Xia Wuji nodded and left with satisfaction.

There were no corpses or stones in the storage ring, so Xia Wuji felt relaxed and headed straight to the Ten Miles Ramp Temple.

It was already late at night, and Xia Wuji rested in the ruined Taoist temple.

However, no evil spirits appeared in the Taoist temple again.

Occasionally, one or two wild ghosts floating by, just as soon as they arrived, they were swallowed by the Ghost King.

There is still some time before the Ghost King's growth period ends.

Xia Wuji knew nothing about what changes would happen after the Ghost King's growth ended, and there was no prompt on the panel.

I only know that after the growth period is over, I can enter the ghost world.

During this period, the Ghost King has helped him a lot.

Xia Wuji estimated that the growth of the Ghost King clone should be when the ghost body is completely complete.

At that time, there is very likely to be other abilities, and it is impossible to have only intimidation.

He was still looking forward to this.

But if the Ghost King clone wants to grow, it must devour the ghosts in large quantities.

Xia Wuji suddenly realized that the Zhao family and the Yugui Sect were very close, and the mother of the predecessor might be the one who was the Zhao family, or even the Yugui Sect.

"Maybe, I should find an opportunity to question Zhao Chuan..."

On the second day, the sun rose and Xia Wuji returned to Blue Moon City with relaxed steps.

Slowly eating soy milk fried dough sticks and pancakes under the big banyan tree, listening to some idle chats.

The content is basically about the secret book on the auction of Jindan Avenue in Tianxia Baolou.

But no one talks about ghosts and monsters anymore, even the major events such as the Destruction of the Black Tiger Gang and the Director of the Demon Suppression Department are mentioned now.

It can be seen that the weight of the Golden Pill secret book is more important than anything in people's minds.

After breakfast, I slowly returned home.

As soon as he got home, Xia Hu asked, "Young Master, have you had dinner?"

"have eaten."

Xia Wuji said, "Is there anything wrong?"

At this time, the sun was already very high, and Xia Hu must have something to say when asked.

"Last evening, Zhang Ning, a servant from Wanxiang Tower, came and asked if Du Ming had been here."

Xia Hu said.

"Well, how did you answer?"

"I said I've come, but I left after a while."

Xia Wuji nodded, "Well, yes, I should tell them so much."

Xia Hu nodded with deep agreement.

...

Vientiane Building.

In the room on the second floor, Master Guo sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

"Shopkeeper, Xia Wuji is back, he is back from outside the city."

A voice said outside the door.

"Backed from outside the city? So he stayed outside the city all night last night..."

Master Guo opened his eyes, a little confused.

"Yeah, I get it."

"Oh, by the way, has Du Ming not come back yet?"

"No."

"...Okay, you go down."

"Yes, the shopkeeper."
To be continued...