The night is dark and the moon is cold.
Outside Nanyue City, a group of monks walked towards the mine sneakily.
Behind them, three young monks with hidden figures also followed secretly.
There was nothing to say along the way, and not long after, Wang Lai and others came outside the mine.
The mine did not start construction at night, and the periphery was locked by several large iron doors.
Wang Lai walked twenty steps to the right, squatted down, and groped with his hands in the night. Soon, he opened a low secret door.
Old Yutou and Wang Er and the other two looked at each other.
They have been mining for many years, but they don’t know that there is such a secret door outside the mine.
"Walk."
Wang Lai whispered, then lowered his body and took the lead in entering the mine through the secret door.
Old Yu was a little hesitant.
A few gangsters pushed Lao Yu's head behind.
Wealth and honor are in danger.
Old Yu gritted his teeth and followed Wang Lai and lowered his body and entered the mine.
Wang Lai and his group entered the mine, and the last gangster closed the secret door.
Mo Hua and the other two also came to the secret door and found that the secret door was not only closed, but also entangled with iron chains, and there was also a pair of iron locks on the chains.
Bai Zisheng asked, "Do you want me to split it?"
Mo Hua shook her head, "It's too much noise."
"How do you get in?"
Mo Hua pointed to the lock, "There is a formation on this lock."
"Can you unlock it?"
Ink painting raised his eyebrows:
"If this kind of small lock cannot be unlocked, I am not worthy of being a first-grade formation master..."
Bai Zisheng muttered: "Not all first-grade formation masters can unravel the formation..."
Bai Zixi raised her white little finger and whispered, telling them not to speak, and then said to Mo Hua:
"You can solve it quickly."
"Um."
Mo Hua nodded, took out the pen and ink, and made a little calculation in his mind, and then he gained insight into the locked formation.
The first-grade seven-patterned iron lock array.
The ink painting casually drew a few patterns. On the iron lock, the light flashed and then faded. With a "cry" sound, it opened.
He is skillful in his technique, as easy as taking his own key and unlocking his own lock.
Bai Zisheng was a little surprised.
Mo Hua was a little proud, and then he was careful to push the secret door open, but after pushing it a few times, he didn't push it...
This secret door is a bit heavy, not a body-refining cultivator, so it is not easy to push.
Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zisheng understood, reached out and pushed the secret door open with a light push, and then smiled proudly at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua shook her head and was about to go in when she was stopped by Bai Zisheng.
"I'll go in first." Bai Zisheng said.
Ink painting is not about physical cultivation, but physical body is a shortcoming. If you go in first, you will be in trouble when you encounter danger.
Mo Hua was slightly stunned, understood Bai Zisheng's thoughts, hesitated for a while, and nodded.
Although he had already scanned it with his spiritual sense in advance and found that there was no danger behind the secret door, he still understood the kindness of the younger brother.
Bai Zisheng first crawled in through the secret door, and then whispered:
"No danger, come in."
So Mo Hua and Bai Zixi also entered the secret door one by one.
Behind the secret door is the mine.
This is the second time Mohua has entered the mine.
The first time I came here was during the day, and many mining repairs were mining.
The mines are hot and noisy.
It was night, and there was no one on the mine.
The dark night was overwhelming, and the entire mine seemed strange and deadly.
Within the sight, there are only rugged rocks and black mines.
Wang Lai and others disappeared.
Bai Zisheng asked, "What should I do?"
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness, then pointed to a path, and said, "Go here."
So the three of them opened the concealed array again, covered their tracks, and quietly walked towards the mine.
In the dark mine, Wang Lai took the lead in walking.
Old Yutou, Wang Er and Tang Wu walked in the middle.
There were three gangsters following behind.
At night, the mine was wet and gloomy. In the dead cave, the messy footsteps of only a few people echoed, and occasionally there was a sound of water dropping down, which seemed to be far and near, making people feel uneasy.
Tang Wu asked, "Brother Wang, where is the mine?"
Wang Lai said, "You just follow me."
Wang Lai walked with his back to them, his voice could not hear the joy or anger, and echoed in the mine, with an indescribable slightest unpredictability.
Wang Er behind him noticed that there was something wrong, so he asked carefully:
"Brother Wang, do you often come to steal mines?"
"It's my first time."
"But you look so familiar to you..."
Wang Lai was slightly stagnant, and after a while, he slowly said:
"I stepped on some in advance, bribed the Lu family monks and left a secret door, so it was so smooth..."
Wang Er nodded half-believingly and half-doubtedly.
Old Yu walked silently, not talking much, but he was also worried.
He had already found something was wrong.
The king is too skilled in this trip, as if he has been here many times.
But he himself said that it was the first time he stole a mine.
This is obviously impossible.
Even if you step on some, you can't be so familiar with it.
Old Yu's expression remained unchanged, but he was already a little regretful, so he slowed down a little.
Wang Lai noticed it, so he turned around and glanced at Lao Yu indifferently, "It's almost here, go quickly."
Just this glance made Lao Yutou's heart skip.
Wang Lai's eyes seemed to be looking at the dead.
What do they want to do?
Lao Yu was sweating coldly on his head and back.
But he could only follow Wang and others.
They walked deeper into the mine, deeper and deeper, and deader.
After walking a few steps, Wang Er suddenly fell and cursed in a low voice:
"Why is this place so slippery?"
Wang Lai said unhappily: "Be careful."
Wang Er smiled embarrassedly: "Okay, Brother Wang."
His eyes flashed slightly, he slowly stood up, deliberately lagging behind everyone a few steps. While Wanglai and his people were not paying attention, Wang Er turned around and ran away, trying to escape to the entrance of the mine.
Wang Lai heard the rushing footsteps and suddenly turned around, with a ferocious expression:
"Catch him!"
A big man stepped forward quickly and chased Wang Lai in a few steps. He grabbed his collar and pulled him over to the ground.
Wang Lai said coldly: "Wang Er, what do you mean?"
Wang Er's face turned pale: "No... nothing..."
"Then what are you running?"
"I didn't run."
Wang Lai's expression gradually became colder.
Wang Er gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't take us to steal the mine at all!"
Wang Lai looked a little surprised, and then said coldly:
"How did you know?"
Wang Er pointed to the mine deep in the middle and said, "There is no mine here at all, nothing!"
Before he finished speaking, Lao Yu's face changed suddenly. He took a few steps back and wanted to escape.
But it was too late, Wang Lai had already pulled out his knife and slashed at Lao Yu's head with one knife.
Lao Yutou was old and weak, so he was no match for Wang Lai, let alone being caught off guard.
He was slashed on the shoulder by Wang Lai, and then kicked hard. He collapsed to the ground, leaning against the cold stone wall, panting heavily.
Tang Wu was still a little stunned. He didn't understand why Wang Er suddenly wanted to run away, nor did he understand why everyone suddenly took action...
"Brother Wang, what's going on?"
Before he could finish his words, the gangster next to him suddenly punched him in the abdomen.
Tang Wu suffered a pain, covered his stomach and slowly knelt down.
Before he could react to what was going on, another gangster had already hit the back of his head with a stick.
This stick was mixed with spiritual power and had a strong force. After the beat, blood was stained on the stick, and Tang Wu slowly fell to the ground.
Wang Ermu shouted anxiously:
"Tang Wu!"
Although he and Tang Wu have different surnames, they grew up together and mined together, and have a good relationship.
He just wanted to escape alone, but he was just afraid for a moment and instinctively wanted to run away, but he didn't expect that Wang Lai and others could really attack Tang Wu.
Why did anyone have no grievances and no grudges kill him?
Wang Er's eyes were so angry that he said to Wang Lai:
"Wang Laipi, you fucking..."
A gangster punched him in the face, interrupting him, and then someone hit him in the head with a stick.
There was blood oozing out from Wang Er's head, and his head slowly hanged down.
Lao Yu collapsed to the ground and said bitterly:
"Wang, what do you want?"
Wang Lai shrugged, "You poor people are suffering even when they live. It is better to die and suffer less, so that I can earn some spirit stone flowers."
Old Yu's face turned gray.
He should have thought of it long ago.
Wang Lai is a jackal. It is impossible for him to share his flesh with a jackal, just to make a fuss with a tiger.
I shouldn't have been greedy for a moment and believed the king's words.
Old Yu said fearfully: "Let us go. I will give you whatever you want."
Wang Lai sneered, "What can you do? You have a wealthy person, I don't know if it's worth a spirit stone, what's there to talk about?"
"Tang Wu and the others are still young, don't..."
“Young and strong, the price is better.”
A gangster said, "Brother, it's getting late, so I can't stay here for a long time."
Wang Lai nodded, "That's what he said."
He turned his head, looked at Lao Yu's head, and said with a sarcastic smile:
"I told you, wealth and honor are in danger. If you don't encounter any danger, where can you get wealth and honor? But this risk is yours, and wealth and honor are mine."
Old Yu's voice trembled a little, "Kill us, what are the benefits of you?"
Wang Lai smiled, "Don't worry about this."
Several gangsters took out the iron chain from the storage bag and locked both Wang Er and Tang Wu.
Wang Lai reminded: "Cut the heart pulse and kill them, don't hurt your limbs or break your skin."
Then he glanced at Lao Yu's head again, "I'll do this old man."
Wang Lai has high cultivation and ruthless methods. He wants to kill Lao Yu, without any effort.
When death comes to an end, Lao Yu is both frightened and regretful.
You shouldn't be greedy and deal with people like Wang Lai.
Then I felt deeply guilty again.
The mine repairman's life was miserable. His son died early and depended on his grandson for life.
Once you die, you will leave a lonely and helpless grandson, but how can you live...
If he dies, will the young grandson who depends on each other have clothes to wear, will he eat a bite of food, will he be bullied, and will he starve to death on the street at night...
Lao Yutou felt bitter in his heart.
He was both in pain because he could not take care of his grandson and regretted because he was greedy.
He cried and begged:
"Wang, I beg you, spare my life, please...my little grandson..."
Wang Lai was unmoved at all. He held the knife in his right hand and raised it high, with an insensitive sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Old Yu's head was like falling from an ice cellar, and he could only watch the knife slashed at his chest.
His old tears became cold, and his eyes were filled with despair.
At this moment, a dark red light flashed by, illuminating the dark mine.
The fire was dazzling, and the surging fire-type spiritual power came to the face.
Old Yu couldn't help but close his eyes. After a while, when he opened his eyes, he found that his chest was intact and he was not dead.
He looked up dumbly and saw Wang Lai's entire arm igniting a raging fire.
The crimson tongue of flame licked Wang Lai's arm and burned his right arm to charred. The knife in his right hand had long fallen to the ground.
Wang Lai suffered from the burning of the fire, half-kneeled on the ground and struggled to speak.
Lao Yutou's numb mind gradually turned around.
That was...fireball?
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Chapter completed!