The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Not long after Xiao Man prepared all the things, Jie Jiuye secretly sent someone to deliver a batch of German-made weapons to Zhang Qishan. Zhang Qishan saw that Lingduan was bored in the house all day recuperating from his injuries, so he took him to the place where the guns were piled up to relax.

"Buddha, how can this be used?" Ling Duan casually picked up a pistol from the table and gestured at Zhang Qishan, seeing that Zhang Qishan took a step back in fright, avoided the muzzle of the gun, and showed a mischievous smile.

"You are so courageous that you dare to play tricks on me?" Zhang Qishan snatched the gun from Ling Duan with one hand and threw it aside. With the other hand, he pushed Ling Duan to the wall, imprisoning him firmly against the wall and himself. in the crevices of the body.

Ling Duan wanted to stretch out his hand to push Zhang Qishan away, but found that his body began to reject him again. Ling Duan was startled, afraid that Zhang Qishan would find out that he was strange, so he could only turn his face away, "Buddha, someone is here..."

Zhang Qishan smiled, only thinking that Ling Duan was shy, took a step back, and called a soldier from outside the door, "Explain to Ba Ye how to shoot."

"No, no, no, with Buddha here, I don't need to learn..."

Ling Duan was still leaning against the wall, dealing with Zhang Qishan nonchalantly on his lips, but jumping in anxiety in his heart, if he didn't move, he would be noticed.

"Buddha, the second master is here to visit."

"Well, I'll go right away." Zhang Qishan walked to the door, but before he heard Ling Duan's voice following him, he turned around and saw Ling Duan was still standing by the wall with a dull expression, "Old Ba, what's wrong?"

"It's all right, let's go." Ling Duan was sinking his mind into the sea of ​​knowledge just now, trying to communicate with the original owner of the body, and temporarily asked the other party to give up fighting for the body. Although the other party did not respond, Ling Duan found that he could temporarily control the body, taking into account Zhang Qishan Right in front of you, you can only suppress this matter and think of a solution later.

Zhang Qishan worriedly pulled Ling Duan's arm to prevent him from dodging, and carefully looked at Ling Duan's face.

"I'm fine, Lord Buddha."

"Buddha, old eight, I went to pay my respects in the ancestral grave today, and found a robbed hole, in which I found the records left by the ancestors about the ancient tomb under the mine."

With a serious expression, Er Yuehong handed the stack of documents in her hand to Lingduan.

Ling Duan took the information and flipped through it roughly, found out the topographic map and handed it to Zhang Qishan.

"Buddha, according to the records, the bottom of the mine is indeed the same as I guessed. It is a humanoid tomb, and it is also the most dangerous tomb of the dead."

Ling Duan probably remembered the content of the information brought by the second master in his heart, put down the information in his hand, and subconsciously touched the Qiankun ring in his hand. What treasure is under this tomb?

Seeing Lingduan put down the materials, Zhang Qishan fell into deep thought and didn't call him, and explained the information he had investigated to the second master as usual. "Well, my subordinates reported that the Japanese have been active near the mine recently. If we want to stop their plot, we must go down first. I'm afraid the second master will need to help."

"The girl's illness can be temporarily stabilized, thanks to the help of Buddha and Eighth Master. Now that Buddha has something to do, I should help. Besides, the ancestors also hope that we can stop the Japanese conspiracy. Whether it is public or private, Er Yuehong can't stay out of it. "

Er Yuehong stood up and cupped her fists at Zhang Qishan, and agreed that after leaving early tomorrow morning, she would take her leave and go home to arrange some things.

"The Buddha, I will also go back to the hall to make some preparations."

"What are you doing to prepare? You stay at home and recuperate."

"Buddha, you didn't take me with you when you went to the mine? If you have the second master, you despise me, don't you?"

"What nonsense, you still have injuries on your body, the mine is so dangerous, what should you do if you get more injuries?"

Zhang Qishan was a little irritable, this old man, when he was asked to go, he refused to go, so don't let him go, he always clamored to go, it was really incompetent.

"Isn't it because you and the second master are here, I'll be fine." Ling Duan saw Zhang Qishan suppressing his anger, and moved upstairs while talking. It's always good to keep a safe distance first.

Zhang Qishan was too lazy to waste words with Ling Duan, he took three steps and two steps with his long legs and rushed to Ling Duan, with a strong hand, he carried him on his shoulders and went straight to the bedroom.

"Buddha, let it go..." Oh, it has already been let go.

Before Ling Duan could finish his sentence, he had already been thrown onto the bed by Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan kicked the bedroom door, raised his hand to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Didn't Ling Yue tell me to give you a good lesson? I think it's time now."

"Master Buddha, Lord Buddha, don't be impulsive, you have something to say..." Ling Duan watched Zhang Qishan raise his hand to untie the belt on his waist, and the alarm sounded in his heart, he quickly got off the bed and ran towards the door.

"If you dare to take a step, I will break your leg."

With a cold face, Zhang Qishan pointed in the direction of the bed.

Ling Duan trotted back to the bed with a bitter face, he didn't want to wait until Zhang Qishan became impatient and rushed over to throw him again, even if the bed was soft and wouldn't hurt, his heart couldn't stand this kind of stimulation.

"Ask you again, can you stay at home and recuperate?"

Zhang Qishan folded his belt in half, tapped his palm, and talked to Ling Duan with a cold face.

"Buddha, that place is not as simple as you imagined, just take me there, I will protect myself well."

Ling Duan swallowed nervously, his eyes turned back and forth in the room, but he didn't dare to fall on Zhang Qishan.

How sad is the senior brother after his death that he split into such a cruel and violent heart demon, he would not dare to confront Zhang Qishan without being injured, now he has no spiritual power and has to fight against Zhang Qishan, his Why is life so bitter!

"Crack" the belt slammed into the empty seat beside Ling Duan with the sound of the wind, making Ling Duan's heart tremble in fright.

"Buddha... Lord Buddha, my chest hurts..."

Ling Duan fell on the bed clutching his chest, closed his eyes tightly, and tried his best to put on an expression that I was weak and you couldn't hit me.

When they set off the next morning, Ling Duan still followed. As for how Zhang Qishan agreed, no one knew except the two of them. Only the housekeeper said that he was outside the door that day and heard Ba Ye begging for mercy. Hoarse, and the Buddha has not spoken.