The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1291: God stick out horse 1

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Little Scott began to introduce the situation of the ancient tomb. At this time, he dared not hide any more.

"For hundreds of years, the people have explored this place countless times. After exploration, it is found that it is normal during the day. But every time the moon is very bright in the middle of the night, there will be fog here. Moreover, you are full of mountains during the day, At night, it’s a forbidden place. People who enter will get lost. Only at dawn can they get out. Animals that enter, but there are no bones left, will never be able to get out. Even if my father comes in, it will be at night. Lost. So we judged that this fog is weird and seems to disturb people's minds." Little Scott said.

"Have your hidden ancestor not searched?" Wang Meng asked.

"The ancestors will not influence the family heritage." Little Scott said.

Wang Meng nodded.

"As long as there is a family with an ancestral tomb, there should be a secret tomb or inheritance in the family?" Wang Meng asked.

Little Scott hesitated.

After all, this is a family secret.

But he just hesitated, and said, "The Scott family ancestors are all handed down five hundred years ago. In fact, they were written by the family ancestors five hundred years ago, not the Scott family. An ancestral code written by the original ancestor himself. According to the ancestral code, this ancient tomb was built according to the sand and water compass of the Yin House. It is said to be a good luck. However, later, evil spirits entered the Yin House and occupied the ancient tomb. Therefore, the Scott family declined."

"Oh?" Wang Meng frowned: "Sand water compass, moon sprinkled with silver brilliance, you can see the scenery, and you will react to the situation. No wonder, if you enter on the moonlight night, you will lose your way."

"Do you still have research on Feng Shui?" Little Scott looked at Wang Meng in surprise.

"Something about the fur." ​​Wang Meng said calmly.

Little Scott looked at Wang Meng and admired him.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the forest rustled.

"The sound of Songtao, the elephant of killing and killing is hidden. It is not a good omen, but a fierce appearance!" Wang Meng frowned and said, looking around.

Huh?

Little Scott paled with fright, looking around.

Pump!

Xiao Wanzi, who was observing in secret, suddenly laughed.

"Laughing Mao?" Wang Meng asked Xiao Wanzi dissatisfied.

"You idiot! It really looks like that. Look at the big nose scared." Xiao Wanzi laughed.

"Uh! Lao Tzu is really good at learning, okay?" Wang Meng rolled his eyes and said.

"You can pull it down!" Xiao Wanzi leaned forward with a smile.

At this time, little Scott listened carefully. After listening for a while, his face suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "Here, there really is a sound of killing."

"This place was supposed to be a romantic master, the pine shadows are verdant, the water is beautiful and clear, and the sun is misty. It is a pity that it was indeed entrenched by evil spirits to create today's scene." Wang Meng looked at this 100-meter high mountain. Said the tomb.

"How do you know?" Little Scott's eyes widened, and he said to his heart that he is really an expert.

At this time, he was even more convinced by Wang Meng, because the ancestors also said so.

Wang Meng knows this? All these feng shui knowledge was obtained from He Laoyin's memory in his mind, and he was learning and using it now.

"The secrets of heaven must not be revealed!" Wang Meng said solemnly, the magic stick is extremely.

"Okay! I don't ask, I don't ask!" Little Scott said quickly.

"Glitter! Xiao Mengzi? You can just switch to Feng Shui, right? It's a popular industry now, so you can make a lot of money?" In Wanfoyin, Xiao Wanzi clutched his stomach, too happy.

Squeaky, even if the King Kong Ape is mischievous, he is also very happy to somersault.

Chuck chuck, and the four elephant beasts also snorted.

Wang Meng was speechless and broke, and ignored three things.

Wang Meng and Little Scott didn't move or speak at the bottom of the mountain. They all looked at the forest in a daze.

The weather today is very good, and there is no cloud in all directions.

As the moon rises, a thin mist gradually rises in the mountains and forests.

The fog drifts, like gray streamers.

The bright moon in the sky gradually rises, and the mist gradually thickens and drifts slowly. But the dense fog at this time is no longer a streamer, but like a moving wall.

These moving walls divide the mountains and forests into countless areas. It's really like a maze.

"Ah! What's the matter? How did this fog turn into blood?" Suddenly, Little Scott exclaimed, staring at the fog with wide eyes.

Indeed, the original gray mist, I don't know when, it turned into a blood color, and the blood color gradually changed from pink to deep red.

Wang Meng is also a little discolored.

Wang Meng twitched his nose, sniffing the air.

"There is blood. Before, there was no such change here?" Wang Meng asked.

"No. Today is special." Little Scott said with a frown.

"Are there creatures in this forest?" Wang Meng asked.

"No, during the day, even birds dared not come close. In the past, creatures went in and they all died." Little Scott said, his voice trembling.

Wang Meng frowned his eyebrows, and the **** mist that suddenly ignited was strange.

Suddenly, Wang Meng jumped into the woods, only took a step, then quickly withdrew.

"Can actually attach to a human body?" Little Scott looked at Wang Meng and exclaimed.

At this time, Wang Meng's body was covered with a **** mist.

At this time, Wang Meng's internal force was running, and the **** mist suddenly disappeared.

"What's the situation?" Little Scott looked at Wang Meng with dreadful eyes and asked.

"This blood mist is actually devouring my blood?" Wang Meng was also horrified at this time.

"Huh?" Little Scott was shocked when he heard the words, his face pale. It was weird, he was scared.

At this moment, in the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal, Xiao Wanzi is holding a group of blood-colored fog, and he is studying this weird blood fog.

"Gluck, good stuff, Xiao Mengzi, quickly take me up the mountain and throw away the goods, I want to round up the blood here." Xiao Wanzi suddenly exclaimed with excitement.

"What is this?" Wang Meng asked in surprise.

"Essence. Blood. This must be when Scott's thousand-year-old ancestor died, condensing a drop of essence and blood from his body to form a blood drop, ready to be left for future generations to absorb refining and provide skills and promote the family. This is a lot of old antique The usual way." Xiao Wanzi said.

Wang Meng said: "This essence, the blood bead is a treasure, but the essence of the ancients. The blood is not valuable."

Xiao Wanzi said: "Nevertheless, the essence and blood of the thousand-year-old ancient race is not available to everyone. It is not small, because the blood beads have family blood and need family blood to awaken. The initiator of awakening is blood. Power."

Wang Meng said: "As far as I know, only people with pure blood can be selected by the blood beads of ancestors. Therefore, this little Scott and his father are definitely not the main line of the Scott family. Otherwise, Old Si Kurt will definitely refine this blood bead. And even if there is a main line in the clan, old Scott may have done some tricks to prevent them from getting it. But it's not because of how powerful the institutions here are, and it's not Old Scott. Special can't come in."

Wang Meng is very smart and thought of the key points.

"Giggle..." Xiao Wanzi suddenly smiled...