After Xu Lang finished speaking, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up, "Langye, I think what you said makes sense. In this case, what are we waiting for?"

　　 As soon as Fat Wang's voice fell, Uncle Ming, who was still lying on the ground and couldn't move a moment, immediately yelled and sat up directly on the ground.

　　 But after waking up, his eyes straightened, and Axiang didn't answer any questions.

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　　 Xu Lang sneered. This meant that the pretending to be dizzy was exposed, and he was going to pretend to be stupid?

　　 has already walked to the altar, the old fox, Uncle Ming, is worried about something wrong, and simply wants to stay out of the matter.

　　 Of course Xu Lang could not agree.

　　 "Oh, look, although your godfather is still alive, but his brain is broken, do we have any medical conditions here."

　　 "I know that those injured with more serious concussions basically won't survive long. If you want me to say, it's better to use your godfather as a sacrifice."

　　 Xu Lang continued.

　　 "Ah, where is this? Why am I here? Xu Lang, fat boy, you are also here, great, my good daughter Axiang is also..."

　　 As soon as Xu Lang finished speaking, the expression in Uncle Ming's eyes immediately regained his clarity.

　　 "Wake up, okay, then it's okay, what should I do, help pack things up."

......

　　 Xu Lang said coldly.

　　 Just now everyone slid down from the inclined shaft, and a lot of materials were scattered, just in time for Uncle Ming to do some work.

　　 Shirley Yang has found several reliefs on Xianshan, and also found many clues in the stone troughs on the ground.

　　 In fact, it is not only Shirley Yang, but everyone else can see it.

　　 This Huangyu Fairy Mountain is the core part of the altar of the entire evil Luohai City.

　　All the stone troughs, stone pillars, and stone platforms all indicate that this is the place where the sacrifice is finally made.

　　Especially the stone trough on the ground, it is a human figure.

　　 The whole person fainted and put it inside, just right.

　　 And even though the bottom of the stone trough has gone through for so many years, there are still some dark red bloodstains left behind.

　　 On the reliefs on the stone pillars and walls, there are also depictions of many very vivid sacrifices.

　　 Living people, killed in a stone trough, skinned and placed in one of the two pools of the Xianshan Altar.

　　According to Shirley Yang's explanation, another pool can be used to place dust beads.

　　 In this case, one side is the skinned corpse and the other is the dust bead, which can achieve a certain balance.

　　 This weird balance can tear a small gap in the space, allowing the power of the snake **** to directly reach this world.

　　 can finally lift the curse on everyone.

　　 sounds like it is not difficult, the only deceptive point is that there must be a living person as a sacrifice.

　　 Only in this way can the power of the dust bead be balanced, and the power of the snake **** can be extended to this world.

　　 After Shirley Yang recounted what she had deciphered, Uncle Ming, who was packing her things, turned pale. Gate.

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　　 This frightened Uncle Ming. This kind of fear in his heart couldn't escape Xu Lang's mind-passing skills at all.

　　 No matter how good at camouflage the old fox is.

　　Uncle Ming's hands were already shaking when he was packing things, and his eyes glanced over Hu Payi's body.

　　 There is a backpack behind Hu Bayi.

　　 Axiang had noticed it before, and Hu Payi put the Luo Chenzhu in his backpack.

　　 Xu Lang immediately sneered.

　　 "Uncle Ming, don't use the idea of ​​Luo Chenzhu!"

　　 "Old Hu, be optimistic about the Luo Dust Bead, everyone here, except you, can't touch the Luo Dust Bead for the time being."

　　 After Xu Lang finished speaking, Uncle Ming's face became even more white.

　　The things in his mind were suddenly broken by Xu Lang, and the three souls were scared out of his body, and he waved his hands desperately.

　　 "No no, why did I have the idea of ​​hitting the dust beads? Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding."

　　 The expression on Uncle Ming's face was almost crying.

Sixty-four zero 　　 is a pity for this superb acting.

　　 Under Xu Lang's heart-to-heart skills, he found that in the depths of Uncle Ming's heart, he still did not give up the hope of fighting for the dust beads.

　　 After all, in the current situation, the old fox, Uncle Ming, can easily infer that if one person is to be chosen as a sacrifice, everyone except Axiang and Shirley Yang will choose Uncle Ming.

　　 grabbed the dust bead, in the eyes of Uncle Ming, it was the only life.

　　 Xu Lang frowned, don't listen to persuasion?

　　 "In that case, don't blame me."

　　 After Xu Lang finished speaking, he patted Uncle Ming's shoulder directly.

　　Uncle Ming was already scared silly, as if Xu Lang knew exactly what he was thinking in his heart, and when he saw Xu Lang coming, he backed away again and again.

　　 even wanted to grab Hu Payi's pistol.

　　 But no matter how cunning Uncle Ming is, he still can't hide from Xu Lang's palm.

　　 Uncle Ming felt a tingling pain in his shoulder, and then the numbness spread throughout his body.

　　 His eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

　　 Anesthesia barbs.

　　 When Xu Lang refused to integrate Titan Centipede, he obtained a tasteless skill.

　　 But it doesn't seem to be completely useless now.

　　 At least for people like Uncle Ming who look annoying and can't shoot directly to death, it's still a bit useful.

Seeing Axiang crying and crying, Xu Lang explained gently, "It's okay, your godfather can't die. But you should still follow Chief of Staff Yang in the future, you godfather will not be safe to accept you as a goddaughter. Kind."

　　 "Sooner or later, you will be pitted to death by him."

　　 Xu Lang speaks so much.

　　 As for whether Axiang can hear it, it's not his business.

　　 Shirley Fupo Yang, who took good care of Axiang, she had seen Axiang pitiful all the way, and wanted to get Axiang into her house.

　　 Axiang is obviously still a little confused, only knowing how to cry.

　　 Xu Lang ignored it, and directly said to Shirley Yang:

　　 "Chief of Staff Yang, I know you are an expert in interpreting mural reliefs and various cultural symbols, but this time, I’m afraid your interpretation is a bit inaccurate."

　　 Shirley Yang was taken aback after hearing Xu Lang's words.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 Xu Lang pointed to the relief on the stone pillar.

　　"These pictures are depictions of sacrificial rituals, yes, they are the most primitive! �/

　　 "But you understand one thing wrong, they are not skinning."

　　 "Look carefully, even though they start from the head, there is indeed a human-like thing that got off the back."

　　 "But there is another point different from skinning. Although the figure of the man sacrificed later is deformed, it does not represent the human skin, but the human soul."

　　 "It's very simple, because after the ceremony, two human bodies appeared."

　　 "The one outside is not a skinned person. All features are the same as the original person, except for the eyes."

　　 "The person put in the pool is also different from human skin, with more eyes."

　　 "So, the focus is on the eyes."

　　 Shirley Yang immediately fell into deep thought after hearing this.

　　 Xu Lang is not in a hurry.

　　 "Please study it again. Also, where Fatty Wang and the others fell just now, it was not a branch but a dry corpse that was cushioned by Fatty Wang. They were all the corpses of sacrifices that were sacrificed before."

　　 "Go down and get another one up, and you will know if what I said is right."

　　 Hearing what Xu Lang said, Hu Pa volunteered to go down and look for the mummy.

　　 Xu Lang naturally agrees.

　　 cursed with eyeballs on his body are everyone present except Xu Lang.

　　 Xu Lang needs these people to handle the sacrifice themselves.

　　 erasing the curse brought by the dust beads, opening the space cracks, and allowing the power of the snake **** to extend, can only be done if the sacrifice is willing.

　　 Xu Lang can remind, but can't intervene.

　　 Just as a few people were studying the mummy, Xu Lang planned to explore Huang Yuxian Mountain.

　　 This is the dragon pill of the world, the ancestral vein of Wanlong.

　　 Among the rewards that Xu Lang has just received, there is still a dragon vein luck...

　　 Xu Lang looked at it and found that dragon veins and Qi Luck can create dragon veins by themselves.

　　 A more critical piece of information is that the system prompts Xu Lang to obtain a dragon's vitality.

　　 In other words, can I have another one?

　　 Xu Lang would naturally not be able to enter Baoshan and return without delay, and immediately walked up the mountain along a path of Huangyuxian Mountain.

　　 The height of Huangyu Fairy Mountain is about 30 meters, which is not too high.

　　 But the mountain is steep and winding.

　　 Although this trail has been artificially repaired, it is not easy to walk.

　　 After Xu Lang walked a few steps, he walked around behind Huangyuxian Mountain.

　　 Soon a grass was found in the gap between the rocks in front.

　　草! A plant!

　　 A grass grows on the source of the dragon veins in the world.

　　Although Long Dan is already the most vigorous place, but as the saying goes, things must be reversed. On the contrary, things can't grow in this kind of place.

　　 This is the reason why the entire interior of the altar is full of crystal ore.

　　 Xu Lang quickly stepped forward and carefully dug down the whole piece of grass.

The moment 　　 was placed in the system space, Xu Lang heard the system prompt.

　　 "Congratulations to the host for getting the stalk grass and getting 1,000 luck points."

　　Ming stem grass?

　　 Xu Lang has already had many ideas in his mind.

　　 Yaochi Immortal Grass, Broken Intestine Grass and the like have all thought about it.

　　 But I didn’t expect it to be a name I’ve never heard of.

　　 Xu Lang can only check the system description carefully.

　　 Upon a glance, I realized that this bright stem grass is not simple.

　　 This thing can be called an innate treasure.

　　 After all, it grows on the dragon pill, and it certainly cannot be a mortal thing.

　　 But the role of the grass is not the flesh and bones of the living dead.