Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

A pair of extremely resentful eyes stared at him firmly.

With Zhang Hedao's face, Rao was a little overwhelmed for a while.

The big hand that was about to toast and drink was hanging in the air in embarrassment...

Chapter 136 It's Not Good To Call At This Time

In the cave space.

Zhang Hedao's small courtyard.

There was a sense of resentment and embarrassment in the air.

Xiao Qi on one side obviously didn't understand this.

After Tang Sanzan came back, the little guy also had an appetite.

Turn into a cheerful cook and become a prisoner of delicious food.

The relationship between Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui is hard to describe at this moment.

A second ago he was still flattering with Tang Sanzan.

Mao Qishui had been coveting his "Enlightenment Wine" for a long time, but he never had a chance to taste it.

next second.

Mao Qishui caught him "raping" in bed.

Regarding this, Tang Sanzan resolutely chose to stand by and watch, standing silently on the side.

It's just...while the atmosphere between Mao Qishui and Zhang Hedao became more and more solidified.

Tang Sanzan's big and calm hands lightly touched the jug.

The ring in his hand flashed a glimmer of light.

The jug disappeared in an instant.

at the same time.

Liu Mengyan dragged Su Xiaoran somewhere to mutter something.

Bringing the red-haired loli back to the small yard.

"You are this?"

Su Xiaoran looked at the scene in front of her curiously, her eyes slightly confused.

"Ahem..." Tang Sanzan coughed lightly, looked at the two women, "Maybe Taoist Mao and Taoist Zhang have some private matters to discuss, so let's not disturb them for now."

The voice fell.

Tang San buried Xiaoqi on his back, and pulled the two girls.

Da Hong followed up obediently, not daring to land on Tang San Zan's shoulder.

The flying sword on the door panel soared into the sky.

In the air, Tang Sanzan's voice of "bring the things to me when they are ready" faintly echoed.

in the courtyard.

Zhang Hedao and Mao Qishui looked at each other, and the stalemate seemed to be continuing.

————cute dividing line (long time no see, hit him!)———

When leaving the cave space of the Yinye group.

The outside sky has already had a little bit of twilight.

A world of terror revived.

The sun always goes down very fast.

Long night, short day.

Under such circumstances, it also creates a situation where yin prospers and yang declines.

It is not surprising that demons and ghosts are rampant.

The flying sword traveled through the sky and headed straight for Nancheng District.

soon.

The familiar Nancheng District came into view, and the flying sword sank and went straight to the Nancheng District base.

"Two yuan for the whole venue, two yuan for everything, two yuan..."

Still the familiar rhythm, the familiar tune.

However, the figures of Li Ling and Ji Lan were not in the store.

Old man Fang was sitting on a recliner in the corner, holding a book that looked old and flipping through it.

From the gap between the covered palms.

The words "gold" and "plum" can be vaguely recognized.

The appearance of Tang Sanzan and the others made Old Man Fang jump up immediately.

He stuffed the book in his hand into his arms.

"Little Master Sanzhu, why didn't you say anything when you came, and let the old man prepare for it!"

Old man Fang greeted him enthusiastically.

Tang Sanzan didn't pay attention to what book old man Fang was reading.

He turned his head and asked, "Where are Li Ling and Ji Lan?"

"Those two girls, they said they got your mission and went out to follow up, but they haven't come back yet."

"Um... has the door of 602 been changed?"

"It's changed, the two girls are usually the old man, I order them, and push each other one by one. Hearing what you say, little master Sanbuan, you must be diligent!"

Old man Fang said sourly.

This statement came out.

Tang Sanjuan suddenly felt that the strength of the two embraced arms was obviously stronger.

However, one side feels soft and Q-bomb.

On the other side, as always, the hand is fierce.

Just when Tang Sanzan was about to say something.

"Horse man, you are mighty and majestic..."

Powerful random mobile phone ringtones.

There was a sound from the small bag hanging on the waist.

Old man Fang's eyes lit up, and there was a "confidant" look in his eyes.

Tang Sanzan pulled out an arm from Su Xiaoran's arms, and connected the phone.

"Three, three burials, master... huh... huh..."

On the other end of the phone, Li Ling's voice came intermittently, high and low, panting.

None of the people present were ordinary people, so they could hear it clearly.

Tang Sanbu: (?????)

Liu Mengyan: (╯#-_-)╯┴—┴

Su Xiaoran: (:???:)

Old Man Fang: 【?_??】

"At this time, don't call me, it's not good to affect the effect."

Tang San's funeral words earnestly persuaded.

But I sigh in my heart: young people nowadays like to pursue excitement too much.

It's too much to actually call Buddha and me at this time!

"Huh? Master Sanbu, ho... ho... what are you talking about?"

"We, we found the thief!"

"Yes, I'm chasing it!"

Li Ling's intermittent, panting voice came out again.

He could vaguely hear Ji Lan yelling words like "outflank".

"Oh." Tang Sanzan replied with a little regret.

The strength on the arm began to gradually increase again.

The entire arm seemed to have completely sunk into the abyss.

The wonderful feeling made him react immediately: "Location, we will come over immediately."

"Nancheng District, between NO.18 street and NO.20 street!"

"Master San Zan, you have to hurry up, that guy is very fast, we can't catch up!"

After reporting the location.

Li Ling hung up the phone and began to dedicate himself to the hunt.

Not far in front of her, there was a pure white snake with beautiful shiny scales.

A security door that is many times larger than its body is curled around its tail.

Speeding through the streets.

As twilight fell, there were hardly any pedestrians on the street.

The pure white snake quickly shuttled through a gate without being hindered at all.

The power of the wind was blessed on the bodies of the two girls, Li Ling and Ji Lan.

Greatly increased their speed.

But even so, they were still being gradually distanced by the little snake with the anti-theft door!

Ji Lan kept trying to take shortcuts to stop the extremely fast "thief".

But that little snake is familiar with Nancheng District.

No less than the two women who have been here for a long time.

A small figure, with a big anti-theft door, shuttles through the streets and alleys.

The two women could only sigh in amazement, watching being pulled further and further away.

Skyrim.

The flying sword on the door plank galloped over the Nancheng District.

Tang Sanzan looked at the blinking dot on the location of the phone, and was amazed.

After hanging up the phone, he chased out with the two girls.

Tang Sanzan, who has a higher authority, can use his special mobile phone.

Track and locate Li Ling.

To his surprise.

The location reported in the last second is still between the so-called No.18 and No.20 streets.

How long has it been?

This is already about to run out of Nancheng District and into the wilderness.

The speed of the "door thief".

It is already comparable to the "Evil Dragon" in the Faxiang Realm!