"What did you say?" Mo Hua looked shocked and confused.

"Leave it to me..."

"What?"

"What the hell could it be?" Mouse's face turned livid, and blood began to appear in his eyes. "Old Man Pi's golden talisman must be in your hand!"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

really!

This mouse was after the gold talisman. He had gone through his storage bag just to find Mr. Pi's gold talisman.

"I don't even know what you are talking about..." Mo Hua looked confused.

But the mouse didn't care what he said, its rough and wide palms, like the sharp claws of a monster, grabbed at Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua saw it with his own eyes. He used this palm to dig out a golden elixir of the Shen family to death. He immediately felt a shiver in his heart and quickly used the Water Step to avoid it.

A ray of water wrapped around Mo Hua's body, causing his figure to move as fast as running water, escaping the big hand of the mouse.

The mouse changed his moves, and the light yellow golden elixir energy condensed in his palms, and he continued to grab Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face changed slightly, and he had to push the water step to the extreme. He dodged a few times and evaded the catch. Then he pointed his backhand and a fireball flew out quickly and hit the mouse's face.

It's just that he is the foundation builder, while the mouse is the golden elixir.

The second-level ordinary fireball technique does little harm to monks in the Golden Core realm.

The fireball spell exploded and smoke filled the air. After a moment, the rat came out covering his face.

His hair was a little burnt, and his face was a little black and gray. The injuries were insignificant, but this only angered the mouse even more.

His face became more and more ferocious.

Without thinking, Mo Hua was about to turn around and run away, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw the mouse's forehead, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The fireball spell burned a small piece of the mouse's hair, exposing a small piece of his scalp.

The scalp was bleeding with blood, and among the blood, mixed with hair, were three swollen, rotten bite marks.

Mo Hua was shocked.

He was bitten by a zombie!

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Hua understood it.

Just now in the fork in the road, a group of zombies rushed over, and the crowd was dispersed. In the chaos, the mouse must have been climbed on top of his head by the zombies, and he took a bite. However, the wound was not conspicuous, and he himself may not have noticed it.

.

Since it was bitten, it must have been infected with evil spirits.

Evil thoughts were quietly growing in his heart, and now that he saw himself alone, he could no longer suppress the greed in his heart.

But is a gold-touching talisman worth this mouse's greed?

Seeing that the mouse was about to pounce again, Mo Hua quickly said:

"You can't kill me. I am the formation master. If you kill me, no one will look at your position and break the formation for you."

Mouse's men hesitated.

Although he was driven by greed, he still had reason. He knew that Mo Hua had a special status and could not kill him at this time, so he said:

"I won't kill you...as long as you hand over your things, I won't make it difficult for you."

He even managed a smile in order to reassure Mo Hua.

It's just that he already has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and this malicious smile is even more ugly.

"I don't even know what the golden talisman is, what it looks like, and how to give it to you..." Mo Hua said "feared".

Mouse suppressed the desire in his heart and said in a hoarse voice:

"The golden talisman is a talisman made from the claws of a pangolin. It is inlaid with gold and silver, and is as good as ancient jade."

"This is Old Man Pi's thing. He always carries it with him and regards it as a treasure. He rarely shows it, but by chance, I still saw it..."

"My ancestors have robbed tombs for generations and made a living by digging things out of the soil... He can't hide it from others, but he can't hide it from me..."

"This is an ancient token. It is only circulated in the hands of a very small number of people with special blood. It is so rare that it is difficult to even see it..."

"And now is my opportunity."

"As long as I have this thing, I can get in touch with the Anbu of the Earth Sect and have access to the true inheritance of the Earth Sect..."

These words were all secret, originally hidden in his heart and would never be spoken out.

But his current desires were gradually amplified by evil thoughts, and he couldn't help but express all the greedy desires in his heart.

"It's useless for you to hold this thing. Just be obedient and give it to me..."

The rat spoke as calmly as possible.

But Mo Hua still looked scared, shook his head and said: "I really... don't know what you are talking about."

Mouse's face turned cold, "Boy, I tried to talk to you, but you are still trying to deal with me. If you continue to be so ignorant, I will dig out your brain..."

Mo Hua wanted to say something else, but suddenly opened his eyes wide, pointed at the mouse's back and said:

"Ziying!"

Mouse sneered, "Kid, you think it's my first day out here, and I want to trick you with this little trick..."

Before he finished speaking, Mouse felt his shoulders sink and his ears felt sticky. He turned around and saw an ugly head with three mouths, picking up his cheek and gnawing at his flesh.

The mouse was frightened and frightened, and broke into a cold sweat.

Seeing Zhi Sui gnawing on his face, the situation was urgent. Mouse immediately transferred his strength to the palm of his hand, pinched suddenly, broke Zhi Sui's neck, threw Zhi Sui's body away, and then used his backhand to crush Zhi Sui's head.

, tear off its mouth from itself.

Dark rotten flesh and blood flowed from his cheeks.

Mouse didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately took out the spiritual liquid, washed away the dirty blood, rubbed the powder on the wound, and took a few pills internally.

After solving the corpse haunting, Mouse took another look and saw that Mo Hua had already disappeared.

Mouse felt a surge of anger, "Kid..."

The corridor is dark and complicated, and the surroundings are empty.

The mouse let go of his consciousness and didn't know where Mo Hua had gone.

The wound next to his cheek ached faintly and shone green-black, but Mouse didn't notice it at all. He only felt that the desire in his heart became more and more intense.

After stopping to think for a moment, the mouse took out a snuff bottle, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

The stale and pungent smell poured into my forehead.

The mouse endured the pain in his forehead. At the same time, his nose became a bit bigger, and his sense of smell became more acute.

Vaguely, he could smell the clear and pure fragrance of ink coming from people.

It is the fragrance of ink paintings.

This ink fragrance was elegant yet rich, refreshing, and completely different from the smells he had smelled on other monks so far.

Because it is unique, it is easily identifiable.

"Kid, let me see where you are going..."

Mouse leaned down, put his rough palms on the ground, and made a weird posture. He used the power of the golden elixir, and the spiritual energy flowed around his body, and he was covered in yellow sand. Then with a roar, he suddenly rushed forward.

This ink fragrance leads the way.

The mouse sniffed the smell and chased after the ink painting. After only a dozen breaths, he saw the ink painting walking alone in the tomb passage, cautiously looking at the somewhat sneaky ink painting.

At the same time, Mo Hua also noticed the breath of the mouse.

In his spiritual perception, a "big rat" rushed towards him in the tunnel.

Mo Hua was shocked.

"How did you catch up with this dead rat?"

This tomb robber named Mouse probably doesn’t understand formations and cannot identify positions.

He didn't have any tracking spiritual weapons left on him, so what did he rely on to catch up...

However, now is not the time to dwell on this.

Seeing that the mouse was chasing him, even dodged a few times, and was approaching, Mo Hua did not hesitate, and immediately started to rush forward with the water step.

But the movement of this mouse is very cunning and weird. It touches the ground with all four paws and runs close to the ground. It really looks like a mouse.

Several times when I was doing ink painting, I was almost overtaken by a mouse.

Fortunately, although this "mouse" has fast movements and tricky moves, when it comes to subtle movements and changes of direction, it is still not as good as the passing water step.

Ink painting relied on the subtlety of the passing water step to avoid it several times.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, but there are actually people who learn such weird movements.
To be continued...