There’s Something Wrong With This Account Chapter 135: [Tomb in the Tomb]

In the room, Lu Xun held the copybook with a constipated expression on his face.

He tried to break his head but couldn't figure out what Mr. mean.

It stands to reason that this kind of gift for the New Year should have a good expectation for the new year.

Mr.'s expectations for me, condensed into one word, are... ugly?

Just as he was puzzled, a message popped up in front of him.

"[A copybook containing mysterious power (purple).]"

Lu Xun's curiosity was immediately hooked, and then he continued to look down...

——No more below.

Lu Xun: "???"

Fuck, the prompt message can still be an eunuch?

You???? Tell me, what power is behind it!

Three words [to be unlocked] are written below the basic information.

Behind the three characters [to be unlocked], there is a countdown.

Lu Xun roughly estimated the time, and there is still more than an hour to unlock. Then, the time is almost in... ugly?

When it’s ugly, it’s 1:00 to 3:00 in the morning.

"So the [ugly] that Mr. wrote refers to the [ugly] in the twelve earthly branches?" Lu Xun guessed in his heart.

"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen..." Lu Xun muttered the twelve earthly branches in his mouth, and he felt a little clear in his heart.

It turns out that this word only represents an hour, and it has no other meaning.

"It feels a bit like the ancestor Bodhi knocked three times on Monkey King's head, telling him to come to my house for a wave during the third watch." Lu Xun's thinking began to spread.

He closed the copybook in his hand again, and said in his heart: "I thought that the word written by Mr. has other meanings. It seems that I have been thinking too much."

Since there is still more than an hour, it's better to practice the Wuming exercises again. Waiting like this is a bit boring. Learn to find something for yourself.

Today's pain hasn't been enjoyed yet, and he is ready to take a shot.

Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed, and the nameless exercises began to circulate in his body. As soon as he was about to practice, he felt a slight spiritual fluctuation.

"This is... Xiao Chan'er broke through?" Lu Xun asked in surprise.

"Could it be related to the copybook the husband gave her?"

He didn't plan to practice anymore for a while, instead, he was lying on the bed and started to read the forum, but he was actually paying attention to Lin Chan's practice.

The time to browse the forums always flies quickly. After a quarter of an hour, Lu Xun felt a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, and Lin Chan actually broke through again!

This is obviously not a natural breakthrough, it is definitely because of Mr.'s copybook!

It seems that Lin Chan's copybook has revealed its power at this moment!

"What kind of words did Mr. Xiao Chan'er write? And what is hidden in the copybook?" Lu Xun felt itchy and curious.

He continued to browse the messy posts in the forum, of course, mainly looking at some photos.

However, Lu Xun just took a boring look and didn't criticize them.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Chan actually broke through again.

She made continuous breakthroughs tonight, until the ninth level of the Qi Shi Secret Art.

At this point, Lu Xun, the master, is also Grade 2 Gao Linchan.

This gave him a slight sense of urgency, after all, it would be a bit embarrassing if Lin Chan overtakes him.

Holding the apprentice’s thigh...Although it seems pretty cool, Lu Xun considers himself a decent man, he still wants to let him cover the little dumb as much as possible, not the little dumb.

As time passed, Lu Xun was not in a hurry anymore.

……

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At this moment, somewhere in the back mountain, the slightly drunk gentleman is still wearing a red robe, even at night.

The dumb old man stood quietly beside him, holding a small lantern in his hand.

There was no candle in the small lantern. After he took out the lantern, some of the fireflies on the mountain got into the lantern by themselves, and the whole small lantern was brilliantly made. It was amazing.

The old man carried the lantern with a juvenile smile on his face.

He loved to play this hand in Houshan, he has played it many times in his life, but he just enjoys it.

Mr. glanced at him and said to him: "Let's go, those who are celebrating the New Year, it is time to visit him."

The mute old man naturally understood who he was in Mr.'s mouth and nodded quickly.

Mr. slowly left the ground, and then flew towards the Tibetan Mountain at a slow speed.

The dumb old man followed him. He even flew slower than the average monk. If the husband hadn't waited for him, he would have already flown to Tibet.

"Xiaogui, look at yourself, you are also a bit good at fighting." Mr. turned his head and glanced at his old servant.

The little book boy who used to follow his **** is now an old servant, an old man.

After hearing the words, the dumb old man showed a pleasing smile on his face, and then stretched out his two fingers.

He is expressing the number "two".

"Let's do it, let's do it, in addition to the beating, your two swords also make a living." The gentleman is very honest and respectful.

The mute old man was like a child who had been praised by an adult. He smiled very happily. Even the hand holding the crutch was slightly harder, and the crutch in his right hand was tightly gripped.

After flying to the Tibetan Mountain, the two of them circled around to the other side of the Tibetan Mountain.

Zangshan Mountain is divided into two sides, one side contains the relics of the people of the Demon Sect, and the other side is the cemetery of the dead of the Demon Sect.

This is a mountain and a large tomb.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, you can see the tombstones on this side of the mountain.

Some buried the remains, some left only ashes, and some of the ashes were gone and just a burial mound.

On this side of the mountain, there are all dead people. Only one cemetery is special, because the person in it was not clean, and now he is a "living dead."

The husband and the dumb old man did not fly directly to the tomb, but walked from the foot of the mountain to the mountain.

Because of taking care of the movements of the dumb old man, the speed of the two climbers is extremely slow.

Mr. has always walked small steps. Once the small steps slow down, they will look even more weird.

It's dark on the mountain~IndoMTL.com~ Except for the moonlight, only the small lantern in the hand of the dumb old man can bring light.

But for some reason, there isn't much gloom here.

When he reached almost halfway up the mountain, the husband took a few steps to the left, and then gently stomped his foot. A translucent ripple appeared in the air, and a faint light enveloped him and the dumb old man. , And then disappeared.

In this mountain, there is a small world.

In other words, there is a place like the tomb of the living dead, a tomb in a tomb.

The people in it are naturally the world’s number one sword repairman, the founder of the Demon Sect, and Mr.’s big disciple...

——The Yanli who has been closed for many years.

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Sogou