She paused for a while, Wuxie and the others didn't know Leicheng. He found the underground palace of the King of South China Sea and found the clues of Leicheng step by step. She got the map about Leicheng from the beginning.

Although this is not Leicheng, it is also closely related to Leicheng.

Wuxie asked back this question, and she pulled the corner of her mouth and said lightly, "I also speculated that according to logic, Uncle San should have also gone to this place called Leicheng."

The fat man slapped his thigh. There was nothing good about this South China Sea King's underground palace. Maybe there would be treasures in Leicheng recorded here. "Okay, keep listening, maybe there are any clues behind it."

As soon as the fat man said, Wuxie pressed the button to continue listening. He was anxious to find clues in the recorder and then found Uncle San.

Qi Lechuan rubbed a peace talisman back and forth with his fingers. Perhaps they ignored a question. If the next clue points to Leicheng, does it prove that someone is setting up a plan, and who will the person setting up a plan be?

Is someone in the Third Uncle Archaeological Team or Uncle San himself?

The person who guided her was Uncle San?

How did Uncle San know that she would lose the little ghost and use Leicheng's pattern to perform the forbidden arts ritual?

No, it won't be Uncle San.

Uncle San is not as powerful as this level of magical powers.

The tape continues to rotate.

'The archaeological team gradually divided into two groups. Suddenly one day, a large number of people appeared in the mural, forcing them to give up their mission and escape from the main hall. It turned out that there was a certain toxin hidden in the mural cut by Mother Xuehai.

, specially used to suppress human hand-held shells, everyone decided to temporarily seal the entrance and exit, search for rescue and then go to the tomb again.

Because Mu Xuehai was too obsessed with murals, at the last moment, chose to return to the tomb alone and continue to study murals.

Hard work pays off. When he was almost out of food, he successfully spelled out the map. Although he had already spelled out the map, Mu Xuehai couldn't get out of the tomb. However, within a few days, Yang Daguang suddenly came back and asked him to pick it up.

With one life, the two of them work together to listen to thunder and study papers, and look forward to handing over the results to the country, and they will surely achieve a creative move.'

Hearing this, Wuxie narrowed his eyes and spoke, "That means no one knows the reason why Yang Daguang died at the weather station. If they had not gone to Leicheng, why didn't they hand over the results?"

"Maybe it was because of Mu Xuehai's madness that Yang Daguang alone could not understand the thunder and could not crack the map, so he had to find Wu Sansheng for help."

The inference continued, "Your third uncle happened to find that there was a big treasure in Leicheng, and then went to Leicheng."

"Impossible." Wuxie stood up in a hurry.

When Qi Lechuan heard that Wuxie reacted so much, he raised his eyes and looked over.

As Wuxie's only spiritual pillar now, he could not accept the fat man's inference that the third uncle had embezzled cultural relics and disappeared from his journey to Leicheng.

So Wuxie showed some extreme performance.

Qi Lechuan never believed the people of Jiumen, but Uncle San still had some character. She refuted the fat man, "Brother Fat, the Wu family has been in the middle of his life. I have never seen any good things in my third uncle, and I have embezzled cultural relics.

I would rather believe that the Qi family Xiaoba embezzled than say bad things about the third uncle."

The fat man looked at Wuxie as he was anxious and hurriedly followed Lechuan's words and answered, "It's a coincidence. To be honest, I don't believe that Uncle San will embezzle him."

Wuxie's face turned pale, and he couldn't tell it in this dim environment. He knew that he had not had enough time, so he had to find Uncle San as soon as possible and ask the truth clearly.

At this time, the sky outside was dark, and when it was approaching midnight, the moonlight shone, carrying a cold light, as if it had been absorbed by the river beach, and you could feel the biting coldness underground.

"Hey, I'll tell you two brothers, how about changing the topic and playing a game?" Qi Lechuan tilted his head and looked at them with a weird look on his eyes.

The fat man was about to get goosebumps on his body, "What's wrong? Are you on the verb?"

"But no ghost dares to get on my body." As she said that, she raised her hand and waved it, "Guduo."

A small red figure suddenly appeared in the void. It looked at the fat man with its legs and smiled. After two seconds, it swooped down and directly hit the fat man's soul.

Fatty Wang had seen it, and he rolled aside and hid, "Hey, hey, you guy, don't bring this kind of fun, don't you know if your family doesn't beat your family?"

Guduo's figure suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, it was behind the fat man. It raised its leg bones without any mercy and directly knocked the fat man out of his mind.

Wuxie couldn't see his eyes, but he roughly guessed what was going on. He sat down on the spot and cooperated, "Tell me, what game to play?"

Qi Lechuan curled his lips, and first tied the fat man and Wuxie together with a rope, tied a knot, and then clapped his hands, "Brother Wuxie, I know you don't follow the rules. If your eyes get better, then your eyes will be glowing.

Wouldn't I be embarrassed? You guys stay honestly, I just try my hand with this."

The fat man had already woken up quietly, and when he opened his eyes, he met Gu Duo's grimace. He took a breath.

"Okawa, you have no heart."

The guy who had just prepared the process, she looked back at the fat man, "Brothers, look at him, Taoism is profound."

After the words came, a gust of evil wind blew, and the fat man couldn't open his eyes.

"Hehehehe..."

Untimely laughter sounded around, illusory, empty, and weird.

It made people feel numb after hearing it for a moment.

The evil wind stopped, and the fat man was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.

Guduo took the leg bones and stepped back slightly, his eyes widened unconsciously.

Aggressive ghosts of this level usually crawl out of the nineteenth level hell, with a powerful body, an ugly face, and a twisted power.

Qi Lechuan stood in front of it, looking so small, his coat was blown up, and a black gas swept towards her.

She pursed her lips and pulled out the spiritual wood hairpin. A faint blue light suddenly appeared. After colliding with the black air, it made a subtle sound.

"Qi Lechuan, long time no see~"

The other party's voice seemed to be nothing, as if it could not be grasped, but he pronounced the word "yue" very heavily.

She quickly pinched her fingers and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Unfortunately, she has caused you such an unlucky person."

"Hehehehehehehehehe~ It's so funny. I didn't see that ghost king. Oh, I accidentally forgot that he was killed by you and he was scattered..."

As soon as these words were said, the few people present looked good.

Qi Lechuan irritated and ignorantly, "The voice is so weak, it seems that your strength has become weak again."

She raised her fingers and snapped her fingers, and the crisp sound brought the same black fog toward the evil ghost.

The huge body of the evil ghost absorbed the black fog like an abyss, and laughed wildly, with a harsh and harsh voice.
Chapter completed!