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Wang Quan was stunned.

Now he has only one idea.

Grandpa, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful that my scalp is numb, and you actually teach the battle spirit of the king to read comics and play mine sweeping. Are you not afraid to teach a royal war weapon into "Ge You lying down at home"?

Looking at the computer comics webpage, the guilt in Wang Quan's heart dissipated a lot.

Fortunately, it wasn't mine sweeping for more than 20 years, it was so sad, it was sad for those who saw it, and tears for those who heard it.

Wang Zhizhan put Fang Tianhua halberd aside and walked to a large box in the secret room.

Bang!

Lifting the big box to Wang Quan and putting it down, the King's Battle Spirit said.

"This is what Wang Tongtian left you. Now I will start dictating what Wang Tongtian left to Wang Quan."

Hearing this, Wang Quan turned his gaze away from the big box and looked at the battle spirit of the king.

I saw the battle spirit of Wang Zhi, raised his left hand, pointed at Wang Quan with one finger, his voice was no longer cold, with a different tone, like a bad old man swearing.

"Hey! My good grandson, you are finally here. I know that good grandson, you must have a lot of questions to ask. It's okay. Your questions are all in this big box, and there are answers you want. "

"Good grandson thief, when you read the big box, you are officially the one hundred and seventy-second generation owner of my royal family, and the little soul, that is, the king's battle soul, will also become your weapon. This is the sharpest of my royal family. 's spear, use it well."

"In addition, although Xiaohun is a weapon, I don't want you to treat him like a weapon, I hope you treat him as a family member."

The voice fell, and the battle spirit of the king stopped.

After a few seconds.

Wang Quan thought that the battle spirit of the king was finished, and was about to say something when the battle spirit of the king suddenly said in a bad old man's tone.

"By the way! Good grandson thief, there is a small box in that big box. That is what I left to good great-grandson thief. I will give it to good great-grandson thief when he turns twenty-five."

Silence, the air is quiet.

The corners of Wang Quan's mouth twitched. If he didn't look at the battle spirit of the king, but only listened to the voice of the battle spirit of the king and the movements in his hands, he must have thought that the insane grandfather was resurrected.

Especially the way of speaking with a big gasp, this is the crazy grandfather Wang Tongtian.

The big box is very large, larger than a suitcase, one meter long and wide, square and square. The whole body is made of bronze-like metal. It looks extremely heavy and covered with dust.

Overall, the box is simple, like an antique.

However, Wang Quan looked at this antique box and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"It's too beautiful to have to enter a password."

This antique-like quaint box is not made of ancient copper locks, but a special electronic combination lock, so it should not be too trendy.

Looking at the combination lock on the antique box, Wang Quan has a fucking feeling.

He has a kind of encounter with an antique dealer, and as you recommend, he has a Ming Dynasty antique in his hand, and then when you look at the Ming Dynasty antique with great interest, you will find...

It is a statue of a Bodhisattva holding a Gatling. The businessman also told you that it is "Nanmo Gatling Bodhisattva" to keep your family happy.

Restraining his spit, Wang Quan got up and said to Wang Zhizhan who was sitting in front of the computer and watching the comics on Zhenhun Street.

"Let's move the box out, and I'll take you to have fun."

The box is very big. God knows what's in it. It's better to go out and tell Rogers and the others first, so that they don't wait in a hurry.

Moreover, it was getting dark, and he didn't bring much food, so he couldn't spend the night here.

Wang Zhizhan headed his forehead, unplugged the computer, covered the computer with a cloth, held Fang Tianhua halberd in one hand, and lifted the big box with the other and walked out.

Before leaving, Wang Quan looked towards another hole.

In the stone gate, apart from the secret room where the King's Battle Spirit is, there is another hole. It is unknown where it leads, nor how long it is, because the King's Battle Spirit didn't take him there.

"Where does it lead to."

"The Nether King's Cave."

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Wang Ping didn't know what happened in Wangling.

After he finished eating, he went back to Room 201 and squatted in one of his homes.

At this time, he was lying on the sofa in the way Ge You was lying, and he was swiping the current affairs news of the "Dao" software on his mobile phone.

Different from the current affairs news of other software, the "Dao" software is a software developed by the government for the communication of Taoist priests.

Wang Ping glanced at foreign current affairs news.

On February 7, the Onmyoji Association of the island country recently dispatched a large number of onmyoji to a middle school in the island country. It turned out that the underground of the middle school was a place where yin qi erupted. Explosive ground, stop the ghosts from entering.

Watching this news, Wang Ping couldn't recall it.

A few days ago, when he was exorcising ghosts with wax ghosts, he read the news that night that a class of students in a middle school in the island country committed suicide one after another.

Combined with this "Dao" software current affairs news, it seems that it is not the suicide of the students, but the outbreak of Yin Qi.

Brushing a piece of news.

On February 8, the U.S. government, in conjunction with the Vatican, dispatched more than 100 exorcists to suppress a certain cemetery in the United States.

On the spot, 30% of the hundreds of exorcism priests who were guarding were killed by ghosts, and the remaining exorcists were defeated by ghosts and retreated.

It is reported that in this outbreak of yin qi, ten ghosts have entered the top ghost level, and many lonely ghosts have turned into ghosts. It is even revealed that one top ghost is suspected to have entered the evil level.

It is precisely because this top-level Specter broke through the defense of the ghost exorcist teacher, rushed into the place where the yin qi erupted, and was promoted to the level of evil, which led to the failure of suppressing the yin qi outbreak. The specific truth remains to be investigated.

Looking at this news, Wang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling another news he saw in the wax museum.

A group of dead college students in the United States held a party at a cemetery, but they angered a murderer, and the students were cut up by chainsaws.

Combined with this news, the truth is clear.

This is yet another piece of news with a yin qi explosion, disguised as a murder case by a violent gangster.

Afterwards, I reviewed some news, most of which were news about a certain Taoist priest hanging up too much, or some serious ghost murder being suppressed, which was not nutritious to Wang Ping.

However, apart from these news, Wang Ping came across a piece of news that caught his attention the most.

The headline of this news is: 嘤嘤嘤 can not save the female ghost

The news is that the yin qi of the Huaxia Miaoshan erupted, and the Taoist Wang family, who had been hidden for thousands of years, took action. The future heir of the Wang family held a 40-meter sword, like a kitchen knife to chop wires. boundary.

The future heir of the Wang family became famous in the first battle, and was dubbed the title of 40-meter sword man, female ghost killer, handsome ghost's nightmare, and my sword can be long or short.

Seeing this news, Wang Ping rolled his eyes.

What the hell, this is a news report written by which dog day, I want to hack him, why can't I give me a title, such as who is the strongest new star of Taoist priests, the four emperors of the future Taoist priesthood , Is it a domineering title like Qiwuhai?

Wang Gong clicked on the [Dao Zhengfeng] group, and sent a news link that "you can't save the female ghost".

Humanoid self-propelled artillery: "Who wrote this news? It's so showy, does anyone know about it?"

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