Just because we haven't heard of it doesn't mean it's unknown.
After all, those who dare to drink soup under the eyes of the ancient tribe are not ordinary characters.
I don’t have a registration number and I don’t need to register one.
When he came here, he naturally found out everything about us.
I asked, "Young Master Fang Hen, are you here because you want my grandfather's coffin?"
"No, no, I just came here. I just wanted to have a look at Mr. Li Daoxuan and offer him some incense." Fang Henshao said, took a sip of wine, and then spit it out from his mouth.
The wine comes out of the mouth, gathering together but not dispersing, turning into three water columns. At first glance, they look like three sticks of incense.
He touched the head of the wine column with his hand, and the three "incense sticks" made of wine burst into blue flames.
There are countless magic tricks in Jianghu, each with its own mystery. I can't figure out what trick he used.
But just now he spit out the wine, and Xu Yuan faintly appeared behind him.
It can be seen that he is a master of Taixu Realm.
Holding three pillars of "wine aroma", Fang Henshao walked towards his grandfather's coffin.
Thinking of my second uncle's advice, I didn't stop him.
One is unbeatable.
Second, Grandpa's coffin is guarded by thunder. If he wants to move it, it depends on his ability.
The third is that the meat-eaters are not dead yet, and his movements may cause them to bite each other.
Fang Henshao walked up to his grandfather's coffin, bowed gracefully, and inserted three sticks of "incense" into the soil in front of the coffin.
After he straightened up, he said with emotion: "I have heard about the old man's name for a long time, but I never expected that when we meet, we will be separated forever."
"If I don't get to see the old man's true face today, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his grandfather's coffin, trying hard to lift the lid of the coffin.
But just as he exerted his strength, there was a thunder in the night sky, and blue lightning fell from the sky.
Seeing the thunder and lightning falling, I thought another one was going to die.
However, when the thunder and lightning fell, Fang Henshao still stood there, but his long hair exploded and black smoke was emitted, but he was fine.
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.
Only then did he see clearly that an iron pillar popped out from under the collar of Young Master Fang Hen's neck, swinging like an antenna.
Huang Jiu said in shock: "Damn it, a man with his own lightning rod!"
I didn't expect that he could do this, and I was a little confused.
It is said that when the books are used, they will miss the lack of books, but he has read a lot!
However, the lightning strike was avoided, but the lightning rod was too close to his body, and Fang Henshao's body was still hot.
Even so, he was still unwilling to accept it and held on to the coffin board again.
As soon as he exerted his strength, another blue thunder fell from the sky.
But the lightning rod directed the lightning to the ground, and Fang Henshao's hand was still firmly clasped on the coffin board.
I gripped the blood thorn tightly and prepared to release Little Foot Girl.
But at this moment, Grandpa's coffin made a subtle clicking sound, and the black paint on the surface of the coffin cracked and fell off, revealing a bright red color.
At the same time, the eight coffins around were shaking and banging inside.
But this time the contents were not about to break out of the coffin, but about excitement.
Seeing this, my expression changed slightly.
When my grandfather was buried, my second uncle discussed it with Uncle Chen who was carrying the coffin. They said that the red coffin was filled with joy and evil. They were afraid that the neighbors in the village would be frightened when they saw it, so they painted it several times with black paint to cover up the original color.
Unexpectedly, Fang Henshao's troubles would reveal the true nature of Xiaocui's coffin.
The black paint peeled off, and there were some golden stripes underneath the bright red color of the coffin, making the entire coffin look like a huge talisman array.
Fang Henshao was startled when he saw it. He jumped directly to me.
Um?
I raised my eyebrows and saw him staring at grandpa's coffin with bright eyes, and quietly stabbed the bloody thorn into his ribs.
But as soon as he touched his clothes, Fang Henshao grabbed the bloody thorn, looked back at me and said, "Little doll, you are not being honest. I helped your grandpa see the light of day, but you secretly did something evil?"
I had no expression on my face and said coldly: "You are too close to me."
As soon as I finished speaking, the blood thorn was in his hand as soon as my hand was empty. Before I could grab it, he threw the blood thorn towards the shack.
The blood thorn fell to the ground and was firmly inserted into the ground.
But just as he was throwing the blood thorn, the purple talisman in my hand was already attached to his forehead.
Seeing the purple talisman stuck between his eyebrows, I breathed a sigh of relief and jumped away, ready to pick up the blood thorn.
As a result, I had only taken two steps when Fang Henshao raised his hand and tore off the purple talisman on his forehead. He took it in his hand and asked wordlessly: "What are you doing?"
He was dissatisfied and I was frightened.
The power of the purple talisman can't even defeat the Taixu realm, right?
Seeing that I was stunned, Fang Henshao helplessly flicked his finger, and the purple talisman flew towards me.
I was startled, but when the purple talisman came to me, I saw clearly that the power on it had not been released, so I hurriedly grabbed it in my hand and took it back.
Fang Henshao ignored me and shouted in the direction of the blood stab: "Old Madam Song, the Song family head's token is here, do you still dare to covet it? It seems you are quite courageous."
Is Lao Lai Song the head of the Song family?
He went back for a long time last time and said something happened at home.
Could it be possible that he went back and became the head of the Song family?
No wonder, with just one word from him, the public loser found out all the undercover agents.
Behind the shed, the old woman who escaped in linen clothes slowly walked out. She looked at the blood thorns on the ground, leaned down respectfully, picked up the blood thorns, and walked towards me.
"Brother Li, my old lady was blind and offended before. I hope that in front of the head of the house, I can put in a good word for me."
Seeing that she can touch the blood thorns, there is no need to doubt the identity of the Song family.
"Thank you, senior. I won't tell Grandpa Song what happened tonight." I took the blood thorn.
When the old woman heard this, she looked happy, bowed to the blood thorn, and turned to leave.
As soon as the old woman left, I turned around and stabbed Fang Henshao with the blood thorn.
Seeing my move, Huang Jiu jumped out from my shoulder, grabbed the lightning rod behind Fang Henshao's back, and kicked Fang Henshao on the head.
Although Huang Jiu has not transformed, the strength in his legs is not weak.
With one kick, bluestone can be kicked away.
Fang Hen wanted to avoid the pain and went to catch Huang Jiu with his backhand.
Huang Jiu hugged the lightning rod and quickly climbed up. Fang Henshao grabbed the air and slapped his back suddenly. It seemed that the mechanism was activated, and the lightning rod retracted into his collar.
Huang Jiuba dropped on his neck and scratched at his neck with his hands and feet, leaving numerous bloody marks on his neck.
For those who didn’t know, I thought I just finished fighting with my wife.
Fang Henshao used one hand to grab Huang Jiu, and the other to deal with the bloody thorns that kept coming out of my hand.
Huang Jiu dug a few times and hurriedly jumped back onto my shoulder.
When I saw him coming back, I backed away immediately.
Fang Henshao didn't seem to want to fight, otherwise a Taixu strong man wouldn't have been made so embarrassed by us.
When Huang Jiuyi came back, eight golden dragons appeared under my feet and locked on my body.
Fang Henshao did not fight back, but looked at me and asked rather resentfully and delicately: "What are you doing?"
I was a little embarrassed about the few sneak attacks.
But the second uncle said that at this juncture, no matter who is coming, they are the enemies of our Li family.
