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Xiao Lan said, "But I don't think my hands are any different from others."

"Naturally it is different." Kongkong said with a hand, "As long as you are willing to obey, your hands will be the most exquisite key to the world."

"The key to the mechanism," Xiao Lan guessed what he meant: "So the senior said, even if there is no red lotus cup, he can demolish the mechanism with his bare hands and enter the depths of the Mingyue Tomb?"

"How?" Kongkong asked him, "Are you willing to go back to Beihai with me now?"

"There are so many people in the world, why did the senior pick me?" Xiao Lan wondered.

Kongkong Miaoshou didn't answer, but stared at him greedily, almost seeing through the muscles and bones.

Xiao Lan had to shake her hand in front of him: "Senior?"

The empty hand insisted: "You promise me first."

Xiao Lan laughed: "I'm not a three-year-old baby. I can intimidate and lure."

Empty and unhappy: "Then how can you agree?"

"That Jihao is also Senior's apprentice. Now that he is alive and dead, Senior is indifferent." Xiao Lan said, "I think even if I agree, the future will not be much better."

"How can he compare with you?" Kongkong Miaoshou said with disdain, "It's just an outsider who wishfully wants to tear down the world's imperial tombs and plunder the world's treasures, but he doesn't look at how many catties he has."

"Oh?" Xiao Lan said, "Listening to what seniors said, is it possible that I am still not a person?"

Kongkong Miao held his hands tightly, the joints creaked, and his chest rose and fell slightly, as if trying to suppress the excitement in his heart. After a long time, just when Xiao Lan thought he would no longer speak, Kongkong Miao's hand suddenly pressed the whole person up, leaning in his ear, whispering word by word, tremblingly: "Your father, you Dad is my son, tell me, are you your own or an outsider?"

These words were far beyond expectation, Xiao Lan was surprised, but his expression was as usual.

Kongkong Miao swallowed his saliva, somewhat dissatisfied with his calm expression, and leaned two steps: "Why, don't believe it?"

Xiao Lan shook his head: "Mother never mentioned that I still have a grandfather, but the people in the Frost City know that the old man of the Xiao family has long since passed away." After growing up, he even went to burn paper money once.

"You have nothing to do with the Xiao family!" Kongkong Miaoshou interrupted him frantically, "you don't have a surname at all!"

Xiao Lan said, "Senior, tell me, what should my surname be?"

"You don't have a surname, and you shouldn't have a surname." The old voice seemed to come from hell, and his face was distorted. "You are an empty hand, the best tomb robber in this world."

Xiao Lan took two steps back, so as to stay away from the depressed, dull air.

"I am Kongkong Miaoshou, your father should have been Kongkong Miaoshou, and you, your children, your grandsons, will be endless in the future, always with the mountains and rivers in the same years." Kongkong Miaoshou eagerly said, "You understand ?"

Xiao Lan said: "Why do seniors believe that I am the descendant of this empty hand?"

"I've been searching for so many years, how can I make a mistake." Kongkong cleverly tempted, "I won't touch the Mingyue Tomb. I leave it to you to dismantle it after you finish it. How about?"

Xiao Lan looked into his eyes and did not speak for a while.

Kong Kong Miao's hand became impatient.

Xiao Lan wrote lightly: "It's not impossible."

Kongkong Miaoshou's eyes suddenly lit up and exulted: "You promised?"

Xiao Lan said, "But I have the conditions, do seniors agree?"

Kongkong Miaoshou hurriedly said: "You just say it."

Xiao Lan said: "I want to find out who made the noise behind the scenes that led to the destruction of the Xiao family."

Kongkong Miaoshou was unhappy when he heard the words, and said: "I have said that you have nothing to do with the Xiao family. Who is behind the scenes? Is it so important?"

Xiao Lan raised his eyebrows: "This is only my first requirement. If the seniors don't even agree to this, then going to Beihai is probably worthless."

Kongkong asked: "What is the second condition?"

Xiao Lan said, "Don't hurt Lu Mingyu again."

Originally thought that according to his obsession with the "empty hand" inheritance, this condition should be extremely difficult to be promised, but the other party nodded without thinking.

Empty hands said: "As long as you are willing to find a woman and have a son, then you will be with whomever you love to be with in the future." He naturally wants to avenge his son, but if the price is to be discounted. Losing a grandson is obviously not worth it. Besides, let's agree to it now, even if it's just a postponement plan, it will be too late to kill the Lu family after he has his great-grandson in the future.

Xiao Lan: "..."

Empty hand said: "This is all your conditions?"

Xiao Lan asked: "Senior agree?"

Kongkong replied: "Okay."

The corner of Xiao Lan's mouth raised: "Then in the future in the city of Frost, Senior wants to help me."

The empty hand asked: "How to help?"

"Let's talk about it first," Xiao Lan pulled aside and sat down in a chair. "Is Senior still in contact with the people of Mingyue Tomb?"

Kongkong Miao shook his head.

Except for tombs and wealth, he is not interested in anything in the world. Naturally, he is too lazy to deal with Aunt Gui. He originally wanted to take Xiao Lan away directly, but Ji Hao reminded him that there was also Lu Mingyu among them. I am afraid that Xiao Lan will not easily agree to go to the island.

"Lu Mingyu, last name Lu?" Kongkong frowned. "What is his relationship with Lu Wuming?"

"Master still knows Lu Wuming?" Ji Hao was surprised, blurted out but felt wrong, so he said, "Lu Mingyu is Lu Wuming's son."

Kongkong Miaoshou was really angry when he heard this. In his opinion, Lu Wuming first set off a fire in the Xiao family and then shot himself off the cliff. Now, although the rivers and lakes are rumoring that he is dead, the Lu family’s son ran to pester his grandson again. This generation of generations really cannot get rid of the evil fate.

So he agreed to Ji Hao, heading north to Frost City, tied A Liu and Lin Wei, in order to intimidate Lu Zhui to show up, so as to take his life and cut off Xiao Lan's thoughts.

"Is Ji Hao always in contact with Aunt Gui?" Xiao Lan asked.

An empty hand said: "I don't like to deal with people." Maybe it's because he has been in the tomb for a long time, and the sun always makes him feel at a loss. Only the wet and dark tomb passages are safe and reassuring, and those decayed and dry. A corpse covered with pearls is far more pleasing to the eye than a living person.

On Qingcang Mountain, Ah Liu sat at the table and said sadly, "Father?"

"What's the matter?" Lu Chai half propped his head, taking a sleepy nap.

A Liu woke him up and said, "I think Miss Yue seems to be reluctant to talk to me recently."

Lu Zhui looked at him for a long time and said, "You just found out?"

Ah Liu said, "Ah, yes." Again, he was surprised, "Could it be that Dad found it long ago?"

Lu Zhui's eyes are quite adoring.

Ah Liu was still puzzled: "Where did I provoke her?"

Lu asked, "Do you want to marry a wife?"

A Liuyi patted his thigh: "Yes."

Lu Zhui asked again, "Where to marry Miss Yue?"

A Liudao: "Huh?"

"Do you want or not?" Lu Zhui sat up and asked again.

Ah Liu cautiously lowered his voice as if he was a thief: "Could it be that she fell in love with me?"

Lu Zhui said, "You can think about it."

Ah Six: "..."

Lu Zhui said again: "It just happens to be right."

Ah Six: "..."

"How about marrying?" Lu asked.

A Liu scratched his ears: "I will think about it again."

"Do you want to'think again'?" Lu Chai couldn't laugh or cry.

"She said that she was going to marry me every day, and she heard the cocoon in her ears, and she never took it seriously." A Liudao, "Dare you really like me?"

Lu chase sigh: "See you this unpleasant face of a loss, if I am a mountain girl's father and mother, surely could beat first to say do not marry off their daughters to marry."

A Liu said hehe, "Then father, take a good rest, I'll go out first."

"Come back." Lu asked, "How is Lin Wei?"

"I've just taken the medicine, and it's okay to sleep for another ten and a half days." A Liu said, "I will watch it carefully. I will only allow him to eat and sleep, and not to do anything else."

Lu Chai nodded: "You have work."

A Liu carried the big knife out of the yard. Seeing that Yue Dadao was standing in the yard, he couldn't help but feel happy again when he remembered what Lu Zhui had just said. He grinned straight and blushed.

A sturdy man blushed.

Yue Dadao threw the water scoop straight over, and ran into the room without squinting his eyes.

Tao Yuer smiled at the table and said, "She's really a little girl."

Yue Dadao covered his face with his hands, angry and annoyed, and a little bit ashamed of the little girl, feeling wronged and embarrassed after thinking about it, he almost cried out in Tao Yuer's arms.

Lu Chai closed the door, took one side of the ointment, and gently applied it to his neck in front of the bronze mirror. The speckled hickey looked quite erotic, spreading all the way to his lower abdomen.

It wasn't a lie to Xiao Lan before. When this Gu poison was hit, he really didn't even know. When I was in the grave in the early years, I was forced to swallow a lot of poison. Although he was not dead, some of the root of the disease would remain. This time it was the love of friendship, the next time I don’t know what it is. Lu Zhui closed his shirt and sighed softly.

At night, the city of frost.

The faint candlelight was beating, illuminating the fuzzy figure in the bed net.

Liu Cheng unconsciously opened his eyes.

Hehe, a dumb laugh came, vague and gloomy.

"Are you awake?" the other party said.

Liu Cheng sat up slowly, his posture a little stiff.

"You're awake." The voice still floated in my ears.

Liu Cheng looked at the old man in front of him, his face, mostly hidden in the dark, seemed to be gleaming with faint phosphorescence.

"Want to dig people's hearts?" Another question came.

Liu Cheng suddenly remembered everything he had witnessed that night.

That **** hand was originally horrible and disgusting, but it carried a powerful force, which I had longed for for a long time-with absolute repressiveness, so that all opponents could not ignore, could not compete, and even There is nowhere to hide, but he can only crawl under his feet and beg for mercy.

Liu Cheng said, "Yes."

The old man laughed more gloomily: "Okay."