"Senior Yang, Bai Zangtian, the leader of the Burial Sect, is asking for an audience," Lao Bai shouted loudly.
At this time, the sound of water suddenly stopped.
The woman inside, probably Yang Xiaojiu, shouted: "Who is this in the middle of the night?
Wait a minute."
Lao Bai and I were relieved to hear that Yang Xiaojiu was fine.
Lao Bai handed me a cigarette, and we started smoking in the yard.
Just in time for a cigarette, a girl from upstairs leaned forward and asked: "Master of the Burial Sect?"
Lao Bai bowed his hands and said, "Bai Zangtian, are you Yang Xiaojiu?"
Yang Xiaojiu nodded, and at this time she had already turned on the lights in the yard.
Yang Xiaojiu is quite beautiful and quite tall.
She is wearing denim shorts and black short-sleeves.
Her hair is disheveled and wet.
It gives people a uh, bold feeling, to be precise, it feels like a tomboy.
The first thing I felt when I saw Yang Xiaojiu was that Feng Siniang, written by Master Gu Long, was smart, straightforward, and charming.
She liked to ride the fastest horse, climb the highest mountain, eat the spiciest food, and drink the strongest wine.
Play with the sharpest knife and kill the most ruthless person.
She took a towel and wiped her hair while asking: "My dad is not downstairs."
Lao Bai shrugged his shoulders and said, "No one."
"Who is the other one?"
Yang Xiaojiu asked angrily.
How should I answer?
It seems that Yang Xiaojiu’s tone doesn’t take me seriously.
I cleared my throat and said, "I am the grandson of King Qin, the former head of the Burial Sect.
My name is Qin Feng.
Ji Huaichu is my aunt, and Ouyang Qinglin's granddaughter is my wife.
I grew up with Bai Zangtian."
Before I could finish speaking, Yang Xiaojiu interrupted me, "Stop, stop, stop, pretend, how about you have some control?
You are the grandson of the senior King of Qin, and you are not the King of Qin.
It's just like how powerful you are.
Also, even if you know Senior Ji, you can’t pretend to be a relative.
As for your aunt, your father’s surname is Ji.
And what else, Ouyang Yuetong, the granddaughter of Ouyang Qinglin, right?
What's the use of talking so much, Luo Liba?"
Lao Bai smiled, coughed twice and said, "What he said is true.
Ji Huaichu is our common aunt."
Damn, if you hadn't had such a bad attitude, I would have said so much.
It seems that people still need reputation.
Someday, I will also get some kind of sect identity.
Just say it and it will make people awe.
Yang Xiaojiu nodded and said: "My dad may have gone out.
He is so virtuous.
He always likes to go out in the middle of the night.
What can I do to you?"
At this time, Lao Bai suddenly frowned and asked: "Where is the other person in the room?"
"Who?"
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Yang Xiaojiu asked.
"There were clearly two people in the room just now."
"Oh, it's just a clone technique.
You can see it even before you enter the room.
It can't be the omnipotent eye, right?"
Yang Xiaojiu said, and quickly covered his body, for fear of being looked at by others.
Lao Bai quickly said: "It's just a grave dog, don't panic.
The Tao spell in the house just now was done by you."
Yang Xiaojiu suddenly frowned and asked: "What Taoism?"
"You don't know" Lao Bai also frowned.
"What do you know?
I was getting ready to take a shower and go to bed when I heard you guys yelling below, waiting for me to get down."
Yang Xiaojiu said and walked down.
Lao Bai frowned and said to me: "Something's wrong with Qin Feng.
The Taoist skills were not created by Yang Xiaojiu, and it couldn't be his father.
And although Yang Xiaojiu has some strength, she still can't perform the Taoist skills of the same level just now. " At this time, Yang Xiaojiu had already arrived in front of us, biting the hair tying thing in his mouth, putting his hair behind his head with both hands, and then stuck his hair and asked: "What's going on?"
"Chu Aorou is dead."
Lao Bai said.
Yang Xiaojiu's expression suddenly became very surprised and asked: "When?"
"A few days ago, the woman who jumped from the building was poisoned by corpse poison.
After her death, the ghost asked us to find you."
Lao Bai said.
"So, you all know it."
"Well, fortunately nothing has happened to you yet.
Have you told your father about the bite?"
Lao Bai asked.
Yang Xiaojiu shook his head.
Lao Bai continued: "Our preliminary judgment is that the corpse poison was controlled by the person who bit you.
Because when Chu Aorou jumped off the building and died, that person was also present.
After death, the corpse transformed into a corpse. , His whole body turned black, including his internal organs.
I have never seen this kind of corpse poison.
Chu Aorou was worried that you were also in danger, so she asked us to come here to find you. " Yang Xiaojiu nodded with a sad expression and asked, "How is she?"
"It has been transcended."
"It's all my fault that I was too willful and shouldn't have suggested going to that ancient tomb with her."
Yang Xiaojiu sighed and said.
"The matter has been resolved, and I have no regrets.
How much do you know about the man with the scar on his eye?"
Lao Bai asked.
Yang Xiaojiu nodded and said, "He should be from the Jun family.
I didn't know that at first, but when he bit us both, I saw a Jun character tattooed on his shoulder, as well as a Taoist talisman.
The pattern is a very ordinary corpse-suppressing talisman.”
"Jun family" Lao Bai frowned.
I also frowned.
It was such a coincidence that several aristocratic families in the tomb robbing world had come together.
The Chen family, the Yang family, the Chu family, the Jun family, and the fifth family, the Ouyang family, made up the six major aristocratic families.
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But it is not impossible.
If you are not a person in the world of tomb robbers, how would you know about the Chen family’s demon-killing knife?
But we know too little about this Jun family.
Except for Jun Shubai who did not appear at the corpse fighting conference mentioned by Ji Huaichu, only Jun Buer is left.
But there can’t be only the two of them in the Jun family, right?
"Ignore him for now, it's important to check your corpse poison."
Lao Bai said.
"What do you think?"
Yang Xiaojiu asked.
"Give me your hand."
Lao Bai said.
Yang Xiaojiu handed his hand to Lao Bai.
Lao Bai grabbed Yang Xiaojiu's wrist, checked his pulse, frowned and said, "The pulse is normal, I need to draw some blood."
Yang Xiaojiu nodded.
Lao Bai took out a silver needle and pierced Yang Xiaojiu's wrist, then pulled out the silver needle and put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
He frowned and said, "It's strange, I can't smell anything.
But Chu Aorou's body It is true that he was infected with corpse poison.
Could it be that he was infected with corpse poison after death?"
"Do you have a dagger?"
Yang Xiaojiu suddenly asked.
Lao Bai nodded, took out the dagger and asked, "What do you want the dagger for?"
"Bleed more," Yang Xiaojiu said.
Lao Bai frowned, hesitated, and handed the dagger to Yang Xiaojiu.
The moment Yang Xiaojiu took the dagger, his eyes suddenly changed.
His eyes were dull and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Then he held the dagger in both hands and stabbed himself.
Lao Bai quickly tapped Yang Xiaojiu's shoulder twice, but it didn't seem to happen, so Yang Xiaojiu stabbed him anyway.
Lao Bai quickly grabbed Yang Xiaojiu's arm and pulled it out hard, but Yang Xiaojiu's strength seemed to be very strong.
Lao Bai's arm trembled due to the force, and Yang Xiaojiu's dagger still slowly moved closer to his body.
Yang Xiaojiu appeared and thanked everyone for their support: