When the two came out again, night had fallen again. They saw that the stone tablet was intact, and they were stunned for a while.

Zhao Yun was relatively calm, because the stone tablet was not broken at all. It was just an illusion before. He could deceive the mustache, but he could not deceive him.

"Who is sealed in that iron box?"

The mustache finally asked the question, and it allowed the Buddhists to activate the highest level seal, and the ancestor could use it to suppress the blood demon. This shows that the person sealed within it is very powerful and terrifying.

"Demon Lord." Zhao Yun didn't hide it anymore.

As he thought, the mustache heard it and didn't react for a while.

Demon Lord?

The Immortal Demon King of the Demon Realm?

That's a ruthless man!

Throughout history, he is undoubtedly the strongest in the world. Even the nine great demon generals under him are all genuine Tianwu realm. You can imagine how dazzling the demon king is.

Such a strong man was actually sealed, and moreover, he was sealed by Buddha.

This was quite different from the history he knew.

In the barbaric era, the demon king once made trouble in the Buddhist land. With the background of the demon realm, can the Buddhists seal the demon king?

"You are fooling me!" The mustache looked unbelieving.

"Do I have that much free time?" Zhao Yun glanced at him.

Mustachio's mind was a little dizzy. How many secrets were hidden in the ancient times? How powerful is the Buddha Land even if it is sealed by the devil? Before, he only respected the Buddha, but now, he has a touch of fear.

I heard that the seal of the Eight-Bud Pagoda is very cruel and requires the person who is sealed to be dismembered. How could the Buddha, who has always been compassionate, be so cruel? How much he hates the Immortal Demon King to resort to such methods.

Gua!

Not long after, the roc spread its wings and flew high.

Along the way, the mustache's mouth never stopped, asking questions all the way, what are you asking?... Asking Mr. Zhao about those little secrets, such as the little unicorn, the lotus lantern and the stone piano, and also the witty words.

Zhao Yun answered everything he knew.

Of course, some parts of the story are naturally skipped because if I explain them too clearly, I might hurt my feelings.

At this point, the mustache was so beaten that it couldn't be lifted up.

Ordinarily, they have fought side by side, so why is there such a huge gap? It turns out that the words his master often talks about are very reasonable: character is very important.

Why!

The mustache sighed and picked up a picture scroll.

Since the mood is very low, it is still necessary to check out the new year products to calm down the excitement.

Zhao Yun saw it and took a look.

The mustached man also came on the road and handed one over casually.

"I'm a serious person."

Mr. Zhao said it was good, but his hands were not idle and he took it casually.

When it was over, I took a look around and saw no one, so I opened my mouth as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm...not bad."

"This is a collector's edition, and I won't let most people see it."

"Don't hide it, take it all out."

The two of them were also very affectionate. They didn't want to rest in the middle of the night, and they were busy studying the New Year's products. There was one movement that the two of them were surprisingly consistent with. It was the movement of wiping a nosebleed.

As he watched, there was someone else beside Zhao Yun.

It's a wise saying.

The flowers were blooming, the moon was full, and the night was beautiful. The little girl ran out to have fun again. As before, she took Zhao Yun's arm and leaned her cheek on his shoulder, just like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, who obviously had no consciousness of being alive.

But after looking at the New Year's goods, I actually showed a touch of human emotion.

It's really strange.

I have never seen this scene while I was alive.

After death, it was an eye-opener.

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough and hurriedly collected the New Year's goods. Not only did he collect his own, he also snatched away the mustache ones and stuffed them all into the Lord of the Rings, fearing that the wise words would come out of his mouth: shameless.

whispering sound!

The mustache didn't take it seriously and sat down with his hands on his hands.

There were a few times when he rolled his eyes upward, always feeling that his forehead was particularly bright tonight, like a light bulb, very dazzling. Some people should be struck to death by lightning.

Put on this show of affection in the middle of the night.

But then again, this little girl is quite pitiful.

The form of the living dead, without human consciousness, is like a walking corpse, wandering between heaven and earth.

Um?

There was a moment when Miaoyu slowly stood up.

The mustached man’s eyebrows were slightly raised, while Mr. Zhao’s eyebrows were raised even higher.

Before they could react, Wuyu jumped off Dapeng's back. Her power of underworld marriage was so powerful that when she fell, she stepped on the ground with a thud, and the dark forest was so frightened that birds and beasts started to make noises.

"Punchline."

Zhao Yun arrived as quickly as a thunderous thunderbolt.

The mustache also came down, maybe because the posture was not correct, or maybe the aim was too accurate, and one end got stuck in a tree branch.

Zhao Yun ignored it and just stared at the punchline.

Tonight's witticism is very strange. After coming down, he was like a ghost, walking around in the forest, as if he was looking for something.

He called several times, but the words never stopped.

Walking to a mountain forest, the witty words were like a ghost hitting a wall, spinning back and forth.

"What's going on?" Mustache chased after him, looking confused.

"I don't know." Zhao Yun said, not forgetting to look around.

According to Feng Shui, this is definitely a treasured place, and it is most suitable to build a tomb here.

If he read correctly, there is a tomb below.

He was indeed right. There was really a tomb down here. Not only was there a tomb, but there was also a person. While the man was spinning around, the person climbed out of the ground.

He was a fat old man with dirt all over his body. He was obviously a living person, but he was wearing a shroud. His mustache made him tremble with urine. Did he think he was a fake corpse?

"What a fate!"

When Zhao Yun saw him, he looked serious and thoughtful.

That's right, he knows this person. Isn't he an old shroud?

In the past, this guy took him down to the ancient tomb of the Barbarian King, and he almost got lost in it.

But having said that, he still has to thank the old man Shouti.

If the old man hadn't taken him to the grave, he wouldn't have been able to open the Danhai.

I never thought that after more than half a year, I would meet him here. He is truly an expert in digging graves. He went to dig someone's ancestral graves in the middle of the night. Looking at the mess he was in, he knew that he didn't find any treasure.

What he was curious about was why Punch came here.

Could it be possible that there is a treasure in this tomb?

Or maybe there is a treasure in the shroud?

"It's finally out."
Chapter completed!