"Now that we've talked about it, let's hurry up!" Seeing that everything was clear, Hei Xiazi hurriedly urged everyone.

He fixed his eyes on the kneeling people and asked Wuxie, "Master San, you said that Xiao Ran was beheaded, right?" He asked Wuxie for the final confirmation.

Wu Xie thought about it, nodded, and said affirmatively; "Yes, Xiao Ran was beheaded at the beginning!"

"Now that we know how to deal with them, it's easy. Let's deal with them before they wake up," Fatty Wang said excitedly.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Everyone stopped talking and beheaded the bodies together. Wu Xie was a little reluctant at first, so he put away his umbrella, took a gun from Hei Xia Zi, closed his eyes and imitated Hei Xia Zi's method to blow their heads off.

For humans, adaptability seems to be innate.

Later on, Wuxie was able to open his eyes expressionlessly and explode the heads one by one.

After all, if his heads weren't blown open, if they woke up, Wuxie said he really couldn't bear their love.

"Bang!" The last gunshot rang out, and a carnival that had not even begun came to an end.

Fatty Wang leaned against the coffin to relax, and there seemed to be a slight vibration in his hands.

Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi didn't even have their breathing disordered. They came to another coffin with calm expressions.

Wuxie was a little envious, but he still found a place to rest with Fatty Wang and watched Heixiazi and Zhang Qilin open the coffin.

Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi waited until Wu Xie and the others found a good place to sit, then looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding. Zhang Qilin opened the mechanism, and Hei Xiazi immediately pointed the gun at the coffin.

Having made the mistake once, he would not allow himself to make the same mistake a second time.

The coffin was slowly opened, and what came into view was a skeleton, dressed in Ming Dynasty court clothes, lying there quietly. Beside him, there were no burial objects, nor any objects that could tell future generations about his life experience.

He seemed like a floating cloud, coming quietly and leaving silently, without stirring up a single speck of dust in this world.

Zhang Qilin saw it, frowned slightly, and immediately jumped onto the hanging coffin, signaled Hei Xiazi, and then opened the coffin. Sure enough, it was the same as the coffin below.

He jumped off the coffin, stood on the ground, and shook his head at Hei Xia Zi. Seeing this, Hei Xia Zi understood that this tomb might not have much to do with Bai Ran, and it might just be a coincidence.

"Young Master San, Fatty, why don't you guys take this opportunity to sort out the issue of the mustard seed space?" Hei Xiazi thought for a moment, nodded to Zhang Qilin, and then suggested to Wu Xie and Fatty Wang.

Zhang Qilin understood Hei Xiazi's signal, turned around and went to explore the way.

Wuxie and Fatty Wang thought about it for a while and realized that keeping good things would be a waste of time if something unexpected happened.

Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi signed a contract with the Phoenix Jade Pendant under the guidance of Hei Xia Zi. Hei Xia Zi also generously told them some of the information he had explored in recent days.

Fatty Wang and Wuxie also took note of it carefully, for who knows if this knowledge will become a life-saving straw someday.

After Hei Xia Zi finished explaining science to them, he found a corner and sat down.

Wuxie sat in the corner brainstorming.

Fatty Wang? He had already seized all the night pearls around him, happily put them into the space, and then replenished his ammunition!

Calm waters are just a fig leaf for undercurrents.

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