After going through many detours, I finally found Shen Qingsheng curled up on the ground in a corner.

Shen Qingsheng lay on the ground in horror. A layer of faint golden light protected him. It looked like a protective treasure.

At this time, there were four or five corpses crawling on him.

These rotting corpses grinned and gnawed at Shen Qingsheng, but because they were protected by treasures, they could not gnaw flesh and blood.

Because of this, Shen Qingsheng saved his life and was not eaten by the zombies.

Seeing that Shen Qingsheng was still surrounded by corpse ghosts and kept biting him, Mr. Hui stepped forward, drew his knife and chopped off the corpse ghosts one by one, and rescued Shen Qingsheng.

Shen Qingsheng was cowering on the ground before, not daring to release his breath. Now when he saw that the corpses were all beheaded, he immediately looked ferocious, ignoring the stench, and trampled them with his feet to vent his anger:

"A bunch of dirty, ugly, lowly mining repairmen..."

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice:

"How do you know...these zombies are mine cultivators?"

Shen Qingsheng's face turned pale, "Isn't it...obvious...this is a mine...yes..."

"Okay," Mr. Hui interrupted him, "Who cares whether you mine or not? Let me ask you, does this mine belong to your Shen family?"

"yes……"

"Then this tomb under your Shen family's mine was also built by your Shen family?"

"I...I don't know."

Second Master Hui stretched out his big hand and strangled Shen Qingsheng's neck, "Boy, don't play tricks. Tell me honestly, what is the purpose of building this tomb in the Shen family..."

Second Master Hui's voice was stern, with a hint of fear hidden in it.

Shen Qingsheng said with an expression on his face: "I... I really don't know... I'm still young and can't interfere in family affairs. I don't know..."

"Damn, you're a loser." Mr. Hui casually threw Shen Qingsheng to the ground.

Shen Qingsheng stumbled to the ground, his eyes were filled with resentment, but he did not dare to say anything.

Mo Hua looked deeply at Shen Qingsheng, then raised his head at Master Hui. He saw the uneasiness in his eyes and the fear in his soul.

"Shen Qingsheng may not know anything, but this Second Master Hui...has obviously noticed something..."

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and just when he was about to say something to deceive Mr. Hui's words, he heard the old man in black robe say in an old voice:

"Second Master Hui, now that things have come to this, why should I hide anything?"

Mo Hua was startled and felt a little chilled in his heart.

The second elder of the Demon Sect can use the dragon bone to calm down the anger, which is indeed an extraordinary method.

He could tell that Second Master Hui was hiding something, and he seemed to have noticed it too.

Mr. Hui's eyelids twitched, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

The old man in black robe said: "I asked an old friend to look up Maoshan's genealogy and found out from the direct lineage that Second Master Hui who was expelled from the sect. I believe that Second Master Hui's Maoshan Taoism will not let him go.

I'm disappointed."

I looked up the family tree and traced my roots back to Maoshan.

Mr. Hui's heart trembled.
Chapter completed!