While Mo Huang was thinking this, the third ancestor of the Mo family cast his cold eyes on the other two bronze coffins suspended above the cliff.
These two bronze coffins suspended in the middle of the cliff contain two ancestors of the Moh family!
The first ancestor!
There is also a second ancestor!
"Boss, Second Brother, are you still sleeping in seclusion?"
Mo Huang was asked and quickly replied: "Yes, ancestor!"
"That's fine!"
"I'll wake them up after I get the matter in Shicun! They will definitely be surprised by that time!"
After giggling strangely, the third ancestor took a deep breath and looked at the sky with cold eyes.
then.
He dodged and turned into a line of black mist, rushing towards the top of the cliff.
Seeing the Third Ancestor flying towards him, Mo Huang quickly followed suit.
This day!
Feast in Mo Palace!
Because their third ancestor finally came out of seclusion!
…
Two days later.
There is a town more than 100 kilometers away from Qishan.
I saw two figures appearing on the street.
With their appearance, many people immediately stopped and talked!
no way!
These two people.
A man of unparalleled handsomeness and temperament.
One is a naked little monk!
No matter which one, it makes this remote small town feel a little curious!
"Brother, we will reach Qishan in more than a hundred kilometers. Let's find a place to rest for a night!"
A voice came out of the mouth of the bare little monk.
Looking carefully, these two people were Ye Jiuzhou and Kong Xiuer who had arrived.
Ye Jiuzhou glanced at the town in front of him and said, "Okay!"
So the two of them looked for a place to stay.
After settling in a hotel in the center of the town, the two of them ate something casually. After returning to the room, Kong Xiuer sat down on the sofa and muttered: "Brother, we will be able to reach Qishan tomorrow! I guess Those brats from the Mo family must have taken precautions in advance, right?"
Ye Jiuzhou replied lightly: "So what?"
This sentence made Kong Xiuer speechless!
yes!
There seems to be no use in telling Big Brother these things, right?
In the Kunlun Territory back then, even the old demons from outside the territory were not Big Brother's opponents, let alone the Black Ink Clan now?
"But, brother, do you know the three ancestors of the Mo family?"
Kong Xiuer suddenly said.
"I don't know much about the Black Ink Clan. I only know that the head of their Black Ink Clan is called Mo Huang!" Ye Jiuzhou said slowly.
Kong Xiuer said: "When I was in the Kong family, I heard my grandfather say before that the Black Ink Clan has three perverted old monsters. He also said that these old monsters are all demons who have lived for nearly two to three hundred years!"
"However, it seems that they have been in seclusion a long time ago!"
"Big Brother, I haven't heard of it before. It should be because they have been in retreat!"
Listening to Kong Xiuer's words, Ye Jiuzhou's expression was very dull!
It was as if he didn't care about the three ancestors of the Mo family at all.
Seeing that Ye Jiuzhou didn't care about the three ancestors of the Mo family, Kong Xiuer muttered: "That's right! Even if those three old monsters appear, they will only seek death in front of Big Brother!"
One night passed quietly!
This night.
Ye Jiuzhou and Kong Xiuer stayed in this hotel.
The next day, early in the morning.
The two of them had some breakfast in the hotel cafeteria!
There are not many people in the cafeteria!
There are only two or three tables of guests on the seats on the left!
"Have you heard that several villagers in Shicun died of illness last night?"
The speaker was a man in a leather jacket at the next table.
The man spoke with a local accent to the two companions beside him.
"Really or not? Didn't several people die in Shicun just two days ago?" Another companion said.
"Why did I lie to you?"
"Yesterday, my cousin called me personally and told me that four people in Shicun died of an inexplicable illness last night! And among them was a child who was just 12 years old!" said the man in a leather jacket.
ah?
"How is it possible that he died of illness when he was only 12 years old?"
"I'm not sure. I heard that people living in Shicun are prone to a strange disease. That strange disease is called (Black Evil Disease). Once they get it, black marks will appear on their body and limbs, which will last for less than two days. It will die in a matter of days!"
"When this kind of disease occurred in Shicun before, the city sent many experts and leaders to investigate, but nothing was found!"
"Some people say that this (black evil disease) in Shicun is because Shicun suffered a curse! Others say that the reason why this strange disease appears in Shicun is because of Feng Shui problems!"
"Hey! No matter what, we must not stay in that wretched place! Otherwise, we will die!"
Listening to what these locals were saying to each other, Ye Jiuzhou and Kong Xiuer, who were eating next to them, heard clearly!
Especially when they heard that so many people had died in Ishimura, the two of them became even more curious.
"Brother, Shicun seems to be quite evil among these people. Do you want us to join in the fun?"
Kong Xiuer blinked her eyes and looked at the local man talking next to her.
"Stop causing trouble!"
Ye Jiuzhou lost a sentence.
Kong Xiuer quickly said "Oh", lowered her head and continued eating!
After eating, the two left the hotel and continued to Qishan!
Passing through this town is a rugged mountain road.
The mountain road is winding!
All around are towering old trees!
But for Ye Jiuzhou and Kong Xiuer, it was like walking on plain ground.
Not long after.
The two of them are getting closer and closer to Qishan.
Just when they were about to reach Qishan, a lot of crying suddenly came from the dense forest in front of them, including the loud funeral sounds of gongs and drums.
"Uh? Is there someone crying over there? Brother, let's go over and have a look?"
Kong Xiuer pointed to the dense forest in the distance.
Ye Jiuzhou took a look and nodded.
Then the two figures flashed and flew towards the dense forest ahead.
After reaching the front.
I saw a group of funeral people, with white cloths wrapped around their heads, crying in a newly dug grave!
The leader was an old man in his 50s.
The old man cried heartbreakingly, shouting: "Yao'er, why are you walking so fast? Grandpa hasn't stayed with you properly yet." He lay on a black coffin and cried.
A white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift is extremely desolate!
At this moment, as the old man cried, the relatives and friends around him also shed tears.
