Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 833: Beaulieu Holy Infant (32)

A gust of hot air came from the faucet on the bronze coffin, and it slowly rose from the coffin. The faucet sprayed water mist around, but after a while, the altar was steamed with clouds, and a black shadow flashed past in the clouds.

Everyone was shocked.

"What it is?"

"That's... Panlong?"

"Run?"

Jiang Fu stood there calmly, holding everyone back. "Don't run away, if what the mural says is true, this Beaulieu is dead, it's just a phantom."

"Then what if the mural is fake? What if the painting is wrong?" The voice of the person who asked the question became weaker and weaker. The mural is real, otherwise none of this would have happened.

Now I can only hope that the part about Beaulieu in the mural is also true.

Panlong shuttled back and forth in the clouds and mist, Shenlong saw its head but could not see its tail, everyone saw that it was a black dragon as dark as a dream bubble, shuttled back and forth in the clouds and mist all the time, did not break out of the clouds and mist, everyone felt relieved.

Ten minutes later, the ceremony ended and the clouds cleared.

The thirteen female corpses and the dragon were all gone, only the bronze coffin was still in place, and a huge round door slowly opened under the altar.

Zhao Qixing couldn't help cursing inwardly: Damn it!

"We worked hard to find the mechanism on the altar, but the fucking door is actually under the altar, what a ghost."

He spoke out the aspirations of everyone, and everyone felt that the dog was beeping.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, and they played around like modern people.

The door opened, and everyone stood at the door, doubts arose in their hearts again: can they go in?
"Brother Jiang, what should we do? Can we get in?"

"Go in, I finally opened it, why don't you go in, don't go in, if the door is closed, there won't be another Ming Xiao to sacrifice."

"Shut your crow's mouth, which pot is not open and which pot to carry."

Ming Xiao has become a taboo from now on, a group of old men can only get out by killing a woman, it's not very face-saving to say it out.

Jiang Fu glared at the speaker, threw a cold firework, and saw clearly that there was an empty passage inside, and there was nothing else.

He beckoned and walked in first.

After entering, not long after, the door closed.

Everyone walked along the passage in front of them for a while, and when they reached the end of the road, everyone was stunned.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants filled the surroundings. The arch bridge and flowing water formed an organic whole. Countless white trees grew here. I don’t know what kind of material the walls are made of. There is a ray of light shining on it, and the whole emits a soft light. Look up and look up. , I can actually see one side of the sky, looking at the sky, the sun has already set, and the sun will soon set.

If it is hell outside, then this must be heaven.

Someone smiled evilly, "This is not the harem of the ghost mother, is it? It seems that the ghost mother can enjoy it quite a bit."

Jiang Fu looked around, and the Ghost Mother Kingdom was in a place with mountains, water, dense forests and deserts.

Here is the jungle?
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of inspiration appeared.

"This is not the harem of the ghost mother, but the underground palace of the ghost mother."

underground palace?

tomb?

Everyone was shocked, and someone looked at Zhao Qixing.

Zhao Qixing smiled embarrassingly, "Don't look at me, the little Feng Shui I know is useless in this ghost place, and the place of Ghost Mother God Kingdom is not arranged according to the general yin and yang Feng Shui Yes, let’s talk about the thirteen female corpses outside, in terms of yin and yang, thirteen is not an auspicious number, and no emperor would use this number, which shows that the ghost mother has a set of self-contained arrangements.”

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)