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705 Second Floor

When Uncle Ming shouted, Fatty and Hu Ba stopped their hands and turned to look at Uncle Ming.

"What's wrong?" the fat man asked doubtfully.

At this time, Uncle Ming had already walked to the crystal plate. He did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and looked at the crystal plate seriously.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Uncle Ming nodded to himself and confirmed, "I saw it right, I know what this statue is...just wait until I tell you."

With that said, Uncle Ming quickly took out the scripture of the Reincarnation Sect from his backpack, flipped through it, turned to a page, stopped, and showed the content on the page to the two fat men.

"Look, they are exactly the same."

"This idol is the White Wolf Demon Slave of the Demon Kingdom. This crystal plate is a curse against the White Wolf Demon Slave. Once it is broken, the curse will come out!"

Hu Bayi widened his eyes and carefully read the content on that page, then shook his head and expressed disbelief, "In my half of the "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", there is an explanation of the nine-story demon tower.

The layout, and I also saw a similar demon tower in the volcano back then..."

"This kind of crystal plate should be a kind of tower burial decoration called a spiritual cap. It will be found on every floor. It has nothing to do with curses or anything... As for the mechanism... we have also seen the first floor, no.

There may be an agency."

After hearing this, Uncle Ming felt uneasy and opened his mouth to say more.

The fat man didn't give Uncle Ming a chance to speak anymore. He took the lead and quietly picked up the ice chisel again and smashed it against the crystal plate.

'throat!'

With this blow, the fat man used all his strength to suck the milk.

The effect is good.

The crystal plate cracked with a short crack.

See the situation.

The corners of Uncle Ming's eyes and mouth twitched together. He quickly moved his eyes and looked around quickly. He was extremely nervous.

After looking around and seeing that nothing happened, Uncle Ming spoke up and said in a very worried tone, "Boss Wang, you are moving too fast. What should I do if there is really a curse on this crystal plate?"

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The fat man was not happy to hear this and retorted, "I'm afraid, we have even made several rice dumplings. If there is really a curse, just come."

This was said quite domineeringly.

Ding Ze admired it very much. Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he raised his hand and gave the fat man a thumbs up, "Fat man, you said it well. Come on, keep smashing!"

"Okay!" The fat man responded cheerfully, and then, without any trace of ink, he picked up the ice chisel and smashed it down again.

Hu Ba glanced at the fat man, then looked at Ding Ze, "Old Ding, have you seen the situation of this crystal plate?"

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, "I didn't see the specific situation. I just know that this thing has no mechanism."

Hu Bayi was speechless.

At this time.

Shirley Yang, who had been silent since just now and looked like she was thinking, suddenly said, "Lao Hu, don't worry, this crystal plate has nothing to do with the curse."

As soon as Hu Bay heard this, he immediately asked, "How do you say that?"

Shirley Yang replied, "I just thought about it. Lama Tiebang told me about this before...Uncle Ming was actually right. There is indeed a cursed crystal plate in this nine-story demon tower.

"

"However, the piece in front of us is fake. The real cursed crystal plate should be on the ninth floor, next to the evil god."

"Because, it was mentioned in the long poem of the Enemy-Conquering Orb King..."

“….”

Bah bah bah bah.

Shirley Yang explained it.

When the words stopped, Adong and others on the first day of the year had all descended to the first floor of the demon tower.

After listening to Shirley Yang's words, Hu Bayi finally felt relieved, "That's right, okay, let's talk about the ninth floor when we get there."

After saying these words, Hu Bayi didn't waste any time, picked up the ice chisel, and started smashing it with the fat man.

When two people work together, the speed is much faster.

Within a moment, the crystal plate was completely smashed into a pile of fragments, revealing a loose wooden board that was originally covered.

The fat man was the most active. Without saying a word, he took out the crowbar and began to pry, "Old rules, spread out and be careful of those fire ladybugs."

The fat man is reckless, but he is not without brains. He reminded him like this before opening the door.

Everyone has already gone through this process, so they are ready in a blink of an eye.

When the fat man saw it, he exerted force on his hand.

With a creak, the old and loose wooden boards were pried up.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Still nothing unexpected happened, except for some pungent dust and smoke coming up.

"Ahem, it seems we are very lucky. Maybe the people in the Demon Kingdom thought that no one would be able to dig up this nine-story demon tower, and no mechanism was set up."

The fat man was the closest and choked on the dust and smoke. After coughing a few times, he said with a smile.

Regarding Fatty's words, Hu Bayi did not comment, "People from the Demon Country are not fools, so don't be careless."

After reminding Fatty, Hu Bayi lowered his head and looked at the entrance to the second floor of the Demon Tower.

Everyone else also behaved the same way.

The entrance is not very spacious, but it is enough for people to enter and exit.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Hu Bayi decided not to bother to expand the entrance. Instead, as before, he carefully shined the flashlight on the second floor and observed at the same time.

Ding Ze, Fatty, and Shirley Yang also looked over.

Not long after.

There were no dead people buried on the second floor of the demon tower. There were only a pile of cow heads piled up like a pile of mani. The cow heads only had gray skulls and horns. Apart from that, there was nothing left.

In front of several people.

The fat man looked at it again and was very disappointed, "What the hell, there are no good things here? Where is the promised holy land of the Demon Kingdom? Is it possible that the Demon Kingdom was already very poor when it built this demon tower?"


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