He waited under the pit for a few minutes, and felt that the rotten gas in the thief was almost free, so he bent down and crawled in./(First published by шщшщuruo Wuruo Novel Network) As soon as he got in, a strange roar suddenly came from the eardrums. The sound seemed to be made when the large engine started, and it was also like the sound of a large beast that was exaggerated on the TV. The source of the sound was at the end of the thief.

Wushuang opened the wolf eye flashlight and stepped into it step by step. Although the cave was narrow, the senior who used to hit the hole was very good. The hole he made was very flat and his skill was almost surpassed by him. It can be seen that the other party was definitely a full-time local master. In the Republic of China, there were few lieutenants in the south. This craft of trench holes was very similar to that of the Northeast trench gate. From this, it must be the work of his predecessors.

But since the thief hole was opened, why are there still living things left below? Could it be that the lieutenant who went down to touch the gold did not succeed? Or was it already dead inside? Logically speaking, it was impossible for Sister Lan San to not see it, but why did she point this nanny to the Liao family?

As Wushuang approached the answer step by step, the temperature in the thief cave gradually increased. Fortunately, Wushuang had the White Emperor Blood Soul in his body, and the White Emperor Blood Soul began to regulate the body temperature and heartbeat rate for his master.

"Buzz..." Suddenly, the bottom shook violently again, and the broken soil on the edge of the thief hole fell down.

It seemed as if something deep in the thief had already felt someone approaching it, and it was warning Wushuang.

Scream... Scream... The white-haired and yellow skin jumped down from his shoulders, and the little guy's shiny hair was penetrated by sweat. The latest chapter full text reads it blocked Wushuang's face and kept chewing his teeth and claws, stopping his master from moving forward.

"Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?" Xiaobai's reaction was so violent that Wushuang was a little scared. This white-haired and yellow-skinned spirit beast in the Great Xing'an Mountains has become a semi-immortal. It is conceivable how terrifying it is. Even Xiaobai, the black wind demon who met in the Sanqing Temple in Yinshan two days ago, never retreated.

The sixth sense of animals is very powerful, far dozens of times stronger than that of humans. They can clearly feel the other party’s aura. Xiaobai’s reaction is so great that it must indicate how powerful the monster below is. This makes Wushuang dare not act rashly.

"Can't we beat it?" Wushuang asked Xiaobai.

Xiaobaitong was popular and nodded to the owner, then used his little paws to pull Wushuang's trouser legs out. But no matter how big it is, it is only ten pounds, how can it pull a living person? The little guy stood up with his back legs and stared at Wushuang.

Since Wushuang raised Xiaobai, this little guy has been very well-behaved. Wushuang just thought it was a little pet and had no precautions against it. He forgot that this white-haired yellow fairy could find people. Wushuang looked at its little mung bean eyes differently. A strange light curtain was slowly shot out from the little mung bean eyes. The light curtain kept rotating, and Wushuang's body began to lose control. He stiffened his body and followed the white-haired yellow skin step by step to walk out of the cave.

It was not until he walked out of the thief hole that he saw the sunlight outside that he regained consciousness.

"Hey? You little beast, you even find your master, right?" He raised his white furry tail with one hand in anger and scolded him.

"Shao Kui, what's going on next? I really want to hear something calling?" Qiao Qianjian saw Wushuang and asked.

"This nanny cannot be buried. You will definitely not be wrong if you believe me. If Lao Si in it is buried, something will definitely happen!"

"But Lan Xian Gu..." Liao Hai wanted to speak but stopped.

Wushuang advised him: "I'm going to tell you Brother Liao, the Lan Fairy Gu you mentioned is also our Northeast Stealer. I dare not say that she has evil intentions or has less eyesight than me. But we would rather believe in this matter than trust her. Let's take a step back and say that you will not make any mistakes when burying your grandfather in another place, at least it won't go wrong, right?"

"Brother Wushuang's words are reasonable, so let's follow what you said. We will prepare tonight. Thank you this time, otherwise there would be no need to cause any trouble. I will definitely thank you very much after the funeral tomorrow."

Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, "Haha... Brother Liao said, "I'm the only thing I can help you with is the trust of someone to be loyal to you. I dare not spend your money. You should serve Ye Heren and Jin Mingzhai's friends!"

Wushuang took them around for a few more times and walked a few hills. After the sunset, he found a place with good Feng Shui next to the stream deep in the bamboo forest of Nanshan. Although this place is not a Feng Shui treasure land, burying ancestors in this cave can ensure peace of the family and family. The descendants will be safe for a hundred years, and it is also considered the best choice among the yin houses.

It was already 7 o'clock in the evening when we returned to Mingyue Village. The village was bustling with people. The people who came to mourn Liao Laosi seemed to be arguing with each other, and they could hear it from a distance.

"The surname of Shi, Liao Laosi had never had any contact with you Jinming Village before his death. Are you still guilty of committing fewer crimes in Miaojiang for so many years? Humph... are you worthy to pay tribute to Liao Laosi?"

"Boss Ma, don't be shameless. Who do you think you are? I, Shi Bo, are you a descendant of Mingyue Village. What are you? Humph! I think there is no difference between you and the Han people? I'm afraid it's not the mature seedlings in the mouths of the Han people, just like you? You said, were you attracted by those two Northeastern people? What are you worried about?"

Mingyue Village was surrounded by people watching the fun. The older ones were busy persuading them not to cause trouble, while the younger ones were automatically divided into two groups, including those who supported Boss Ma and those who supported Shi Bo.

"What's going on? What's the matter? Lao Si Liao closed his eyes for a few days and you've been making noise?" Fang Qiang and Liao Hai walked in, and the crowd immediately dispersed.

"Dahai, I want to go in and worship Lao Si Liao, but Boss Ma refused. Logically speaking, I am from your uncle, right? Why? You don't even recognize me now?" Shi Bo asked.

"Okay, everyone goes in and see grandpa. They are all old acquaintances. Don't be so kind because of this matter." Everyone walked into the spirit shed under the leadership of Liao Hai.

Lao Si of Liao had a prominent status and a special status during his lifetime, so the mourning hall was also very decent. Not only were it surrounded by flowers, but it also had a Miao style inside.
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