Dragon Blood War God Returns

"Sal vault?"

Zhang Jing and Chen Xiaozui both look puzzled. They are the daughter of a large family and know all the banks in the world like the back of their hands, but they have never heard of SAL vault.

"It is a bank in function, but it is essentially the financial housekeeper of some super rich."

Ye Wuji opened his mouth and explained, "Sal vault is not open to the outside world. Not all customers receive it."

"If you want to become their member, you need to go through a very strict review, not only money, but also family lineage, family history, personal influence and so on."

"But one thing is certain. The people who are qualified to get the purple gold VIP of Saar vault are either special people or backed by a global top family in a certain field!"

After listening to Ye Wuji, Zhang Jing stared up and down at Mao Yizhu in great surprise, "Mao Yizhu, I can't see it. Before, I only knew that your family should be good. I didn't expect such a cow!"

Mao Yizhu held his chin high and said proudly, "that's not true. I told you I was the second generation of super rich. Don't you believe it, now believe it."

Call——

At this time, a strange wind suddenly blew outside for no reason. The already weak windows and wooden doors of the temple shook and rattled.

"Slot, there's a way, that thing comes out!"

Mao Yizhu slapped his thigh hard and ordered several people with a serious face, "don't make a sound later. Just stay next to it. No matter what you see or hear, don't make a sound, let alone move. Remember."

After saying that, he purposely closed his hands to Ye Wuji, "dear brother, I beg you this time, just help me, OK?"

Ye Wuji couldn't laugh or cry, "OK, I promise to listen to the command this time."

After listening to Mao Yizhu, he walked to the pile of incense and fruit, exhaled a long breath, and then sat down slowly across his knees.

Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered a bunch of things similar to spells in his mouth.

Outside the temple, there was a gust of overcast wind. With Mao Yizhu's mantra, the atmosphere was very mysterious.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

About two minutes later, there was a sudden sound of three taps outside the door.

Sitting next to Chen Xiaozui and Zhang Jing's heart, they suddenly mentioned their voice. In the middle of the night, it was also the Lanting restricted area. It was definitely not people who clapped outside!

Mao Yizhu's face showed a burst of joy, made a silent gesture to several people, and then quickly took out a roll of red silk thread from his backpack and walked towards the door.

With a squeak, he pushed the door open, Mao Yizhu went out, and then closed the door again with his backhand.

However, Chen Xiaozui and Zhang Jing, who remained in the temple, were particularly nervous. Ye Wuji motioned to the second daughter to make them feel at ease and don't be afraid. The second daughter bit her teeth and continued to remain silent, concentrating on the movement outside.

"What's in this room? I seem to smell delicious food."

At this time, a very young little boy's voice suddenly came from outside.

Listen to the voice is five or six years old, but the tone seems old.

Zhang Jing and Chen Xiaozui can't help getting goose bumps. How can there be a little boy at this time and in this place?

Then there was Mao Yizhu's voice, "there is wine and meat in it, but you may not be able to eat it today."

"Why?"

The young voice said, "is there anyone in there? But I didn't ask about human taste."

Mao Yizhu explained, "three dying people must have a weak human smell. It's normal that you can't smell them."

"What about that?"

The young boy asked in his voice.

Mao Yizhu replied, "well, I don't think they can live tomorrow. Come back tomorrow night and we'll have a good meal."

The little boy clapped his palm and said, "hee hee, good idea, OK, come back tomorrow night. I'll go back first. Ha, I don't dare to stay more where there are living people."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Mao Yizhu said with a smile.

The two wooden doors were pushed open, and Mao Yizhu came in with a red face. He pulled a red thread in his hand and clenched his fist at the people, "it's done!"

"What just happened? Who are you talking to?"

Zhang Jing hurriedly asked.

As Mao Yizhu tied the end of the red silk thread to his index finger, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "of course, the old mountain ginseng has lived for thousands of years and has turned into a mountain doll."

"Ah? Is it really that old ginseng?"

Zhang Jing said strangely, "did you catch it?"

"It's not that easy."

Mao Yizhu sat cross legged next to the fire pond and smiled at the people, "that thing can't be grasped when it turns into a human form. Once it is startled, it would rather destroy itself than fall into human hands."

"We can't dig until it sleeps and turns back into a mountain ginseng."

After listening, Zhang Jing continued to wonder, "then you let it go. How do you know where it is?"

"It's not like this."

Mao Yizhu raised the red silk thread tied to his index finger and said with a smile, "the mountain doll has a defect. There is no red. All red things are invisible to them."

"When I was just talking to him, I secretly hung the thread on him. As soon as dawn tomorrow, I can find out where it is as long as I follow the silk thread."

"OK, I'm almost here tonight. Go to bed early. I can catch the Millennium ginseng tomorrow. Ha ha ha!"

Mao Yizhu looked very excited and soon fell asleep against a pillar.

Zhang Jing and Chen Xiaozui also showed some sleepiness, but they didn't have a heart as big as Mao Yizhu. Where can they say they fell asleep.

"You two sleep. I'll warn you both."

Ye Wuji threw several dead branches into the fire pond and smiled at the second daughter.

"Aren't you sleepy? Why don't we continue to play poker."

Chen Xiaozui said.

Ye Wuji said with a smile, "don't worry, you don't know me. You two sleep first, keep your spirit, and estimate that something will happen tomorrow."

The second daughter, comforted by Ye Wuji, fell asleep with her knees back-to-back.

Ye Wuji didn't feel sleepy. For the top soldiers who have experienced countless smoke and wars, sleeping has long been turned on and off by himself. It's no big problem not to sleep for four or five consecutive days.

The three people next to him had fallen asleep. Ye Wuji gently touched his chin and began to think about what happened all day today.

Finally, her eyes fell on Zhang Jing.

Everything that happened today has already been clearly seen by Ye Wuji, but there is only one thing he didn't understand.

After watching Zhang Jing hesitate for a while, ye Wuji made up his mind. When he was going to wake Zhang Jing up, he suddenly saw Mao Yizhu's closed eyelids tremble slightly.