Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

"It's so weird? Are you sure you've cleaned it up? Didn't you have a dream?" Mao also seemed to have a creepy feeling in his heart.

Rao is that he has lived for hundreds of years and has never heard of such a thing.

"Master, boy, I'm very awake. I can point out what's in there. How could it be a dream?"

"Don't panic, wait for me to see if there is anyone else in the dust on the floor besides your footprints."

Mao seemed more inclined to someone playing a prank on them, otherwise, how could this be possible?

He walked to the cabin door, and the flame in his hand suddenly burned more vigorously, allowing him to see a little more clearly.

The floor was thick with dust, and there were no other people's footprints, not even a single one. It was so clean that it seemed that no one had ever entered.

Mao didn't seem to dare to enter rashly, but after looking around for the next four weeks, he slowly retreated.

"Master, what did you find?" Ren Ren asked anxiously.

"There's nothing in it, it's weird, it's really weird, are you sure you really went in?" Mao seemed to ask again and again.

Any one who is firm and decisive, almost swears to the sky, "Master, I really went in there. There are a lot of gold and silver jewelry in it. I didn't even want it. I just took a beautiful hairpin and planned to give it to someone."

"A hairpin? A thing for women. When you are like this, you still think about women. Sure enough, you are not in the middle of men, and you will miss women too."

Mao seemed to make a casual joke, hoping to break the somewhat dignified atmosphere.

Ren Yi scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, and pretended to be stupid: "Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand, you can do it if you know it. Haha..."

After speaking, he swept away his previous caution, waved his hand, and said boldly: "Whatever is in it, don't try to scare the old man me. Come on, let's go in, I want to see what's different about it. ."

"Yes, I will listen to the uncle."

Ren Yi is not a timid one, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked in with great strides.

He didn't bother to clean up the things inside, but continued to investigate, what was the difference.

Mao seemed to be a master of the spiritual transformation stage, and his spiritual consciousness was able to be released, and he soon discovered something was wrong.

It was a dark place in the spiritual consciousness. In other places, there were images in the spiritual consciousness, which could be seen cleanly. However, that corner was a black mass.

Looking at it with the naked eye, it is miraculous to see a pile of debris placed there, no different from the surrounding.

"Huh? There's actually something tricky here."

He stepped forward and pulled open a pile of junk, and at the bottom, miraculously, he saw a particularly large clam shell.

How big is it? There is as much as a washbasin. If there are pearls in it, how big is one?

Even if Mao seemed to be a person who was dismissive of vulgar things, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.

"Wow, it's so big? My darling!"

He took out the dagger he carried with him and slammed it into the gap between the two mussels.

"Ouch... Uncle, I read it right, you can't open it."

Either covered his mouth and snickered.

Mao's old face turned red from suffocation. Who was he? How could the future God King powerhouse be defeated by a **** clam shell.

He used at least five points of spiritual power, and the clam shell seemed to be integrated, there must be no movement.

Go on, eight points... ten points... twelve points...

He was holding back an old face until his veins were throbbing, panting and having a thick neck, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Damn, this must be a fake clam shell, I'm pretty sure! Huhuhu..."

He was panting, leaning against a table.

"It's so evil, wait for me to try it?" Ren Yi stepped forward and wanted to touch the clam shell, but the fur seemed to stop him.

"You get out of the way, I don't believe it anymore. I can't do anything about such a broken thing."

Mao appeared to be gearing up, rolling up his sleeves, and getting ready for a big fight. He didn't care whether the clam shell could bear it or not, he directly took out a talisman, turned it into a sharp serrated sword, and cut it against the seam of the shell.

"Squeaky..."

There are actually similarities in cutting Taozhe's teeth before, either looking at him from behind and smiling, he secretly said, "Old man, it's really cute!"

As soon as he finished his praise, he heard the old man curse in a low voice, "Damn it, get out, why can't I open it!"

That is the blade of spiritual power, even if he is a master of the spirit transformation realm, if he accidentally takes a hit, he will have his skin open and his flesh will be ripped open, and he will die.

The gap in the clam shell can't be opened.

Angrily, he picked up the serrated blade and slashed fiercely, "Keng Keng Keng Keng..."

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Die!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to chop you up!"

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Sparks splashed all over the mussel shells, and Mao seemed to be screaming and screaming, it was really loud and lively.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, after losing a talisman, Mao seemed to have to die, throwing the serrated blade in his hand, raised his hand in a surrender.

"Come on, old man, I admit defeat, there is nothing I can do with this thing!"

He shook his head in frustration, not intending to waste his energy on such a thing.

Ren Yi shrugged, looked at it bored, and touched it, "It's so sturdy, if it could be used as a shield, it would be pretty good, but it's a pity."

He also gently picked it up and shook the weight, and then tugged it again, and a strange scene appeared.

The tightly stitched clam shell was easily torn apart by him.

Because it was too unexpected, it frightened him, and hurriedly threw the big clam shell on the deck, making a loud "bang".

Fortunately, the deck material is unusual, and it was not smashed by such a ruthless force.

"Impossible! I must be dazzled, you can open it so easily?"

Mao seemed stimulated, jumped up and kept talking.

The big clam shell in front of him seemed to be laughing at him. The two clam shells opened wide, revealing everything inside.

"Master, calm down, don't get excited, we just open it, you don't care how it is opened."

Either way, it always seemed to work well for Mao. Sure enough, under such remarks, his excited face gradually calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, he changed the subject awkwardly and said, "Well, just open it, go and see what's strange inside."

Yi Yi stepped forward and pulled it, unexpectedly, there were no pearls in it, and the mussels had long since dried up into a small lump of blackened jerky.

Around the clam shell, there are many small clam shells that are densely packed. They are only as big as a baby's fist, but the color is different from the blue and black of the big clam shell. They are actually pink and tender, and it is pleasant to look at.