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Chapter 1338

Zhang Jialiang looked at Zhou Miao's grave and said, "Now we don't have to do anything. Go down the mountain to find a better hotel and have a good rest. Just wait for you to come here at twelve o'clock in the evening!"

After saying that, Zhang Jialiang walked towards the direction of the mountain with the scorching sun above his head. Zhang Jialiang said as he walked: "That wood-eating monster is not easy to deal with. Doctor Pi Tian, ​​you should go back."

"How can that be? The wood-eating monster will not die for a day, Xu Nuo will not wake up in one day. I will act with you." I quickly followed Zhang Jialiang.

After going down the mountain, I turned around and looked in the direction where Zhou Miao's burial site was located. Zhou Miao's cemetery was in the middle of the entire mountain, and around Zhou Miao's tomb passage were drilling holes of different sizes.

These holes were left behind by digging gold mines in the 1980s and 1990s. More than a few hundred holes were like hundreds of spears, all pointing in one direction, that is the direction where Zhou Miao’s cemetery was located.

The places where the holes were dug were once where there were gold mines. Although the gold mines have been dug out now, there must be still residual gold energy in the cave.

These hundreds of golden caves faced Zhou Miao's burial place, with hundreds of golden energy hitting Zhou Miao's burial place. This is not an ordinary Feng Shui bureau.

Wan Jin clashed with the tomb. If it weren't for Zhou Miao's coffin covered with a bronze coffin, this powerful golden energy would have been enough to keep Zhou Miao's corpse alive.

"Stop watching, you can see enough at night. There is a hotel in front of us, let's go and have a good rest."

The location of Dajinshan is originally very remote, but because of the gold mine, there are many hotels in the surrounding area. Although the gold mine has been abandoned, many people want to find a bargain, so some hotels have also been opened around.

Zhang Jialiang opened three rooms and gave me two room cards to Daoren Wenyuan, and then entered his room.

Holding the room card, I looked at Wen Yuandao Ren. This man looked about 20 or 30 years old. When I looked at him, he was also looking at me.

"Doctor Pi Tian, ​​I advise you to go back. Your face is dead. It is a bit of a bad chance to stay here tonight." Taoist Wen Yuan looked at me and said.

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that Dao Ren Wenyuan would say this, and then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm lucky and I can't die."

Taoist Wen Yuan sighed and said, "You don't know how powerful the wood-eating monster is. In fact, we, Jingming Dao, had found a wood-eating monster a year ago. What do you think?"

"how?"

I looked at Wen Yuan Daoist, and there was a hint of sadness on his face and said, "A year ago, our ten disciples of Jing Ming Dao went to squat the wood-eating monster together, but even the shadow of the wood-eating monster was

I didn't see it, all ten disciples were dead."

"Yes, yes, is there such a strange thing?" After hearing this, my heart suddenly sank.

Jingmingdao is a famous sect. Although his reputation is not as good as that of the Heavenly Master Mansion, the Feng Shui masters inside are all very powerful.

Taoist Wen Yuan sighed and said, "Yes, the deaths of those ten disciples were very miserable. Each of them was peeled off his face alive, and blood holes were everywhere on his body..."

The more I heard it, the more scared I became. At the same time, I looked at Taoist Wen Yuan with confusion and said, "The ten disciples are all dead. How did you know that the ten disciples did not see the shadow of the wood-eating monster?"

"Oh..." The clerk Taoist just sighed and stopped talking. He just turned around silently and entered his room.

After Dao Ren Wenyuan entered his room, the hotel owner passed by, looked at me curiously and said, "Young man, who were you talking to just now?"

"My friend, what's wrong?" I replied subconsciously at the boss with a stubborn face.

"Your friend?" The hotel owner frowned. When he was about to speak, I suddenly saw his body trembling slightly, as if he had remembered something, and said, "Oh, your friend Wen Yuan Daoist, it's okay.
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