Chapter 972

However, Zhuang Diandian had no choice but to set up a decent entrance according to Huang xiaopao's instructions. He was officially under Huang xiaopao's door and became his disciple.

On the surface, it seems that this kind of thing is an undesirable feudal superstition, but when it's not your turn, you can attack all irrationality scientifically. Zhuang Diandian doesn't care about this meeting. As long as she can find her son, she will be happy to be a godfather!

In any case, Huang xiaopao and Zhuang Dafa are on an equal footing. She even thinks that Huang xiaopao has suffered a loss.

As soon as chengshuang entered the door, she was surprised to see them "pretending to be gods and ghosts" there. However, her uncle was tied to the door panel in that dull way. Outsiders thought that the picture was too strange.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Exhibition wind did not think back: "worship ancestors."

"Before ancestor worship?" Shuang obviously didn't believe it.

Zhuang Diandian was dressed up in a strange way, dancing and singing in the yard, which was still a language she didn't understand.

The exhibition wind is nearby, pointing out something from time to time, as if commanding oneself. Zhuang Diandian was so attentive that he ran around and talked faster and faster, with a drum in one hand and a stick in the other, beating rhythmically.

Finally, she raised her hands and gave a big salute to the altar.

Zhan Feng: "Li Cheng."

Zhuang Diandian stood up, relieved, "is that ok?"

"Not bad."

Zhuang Diandian then asked quietly, "is that grandfather satisfied?"

"You can ask it by yourself now," Zhan Feng said with a smile

Zhuang Dian shrinks his neck and still doesn't dare to take the initiative to communicate with Huang xiaopao.

Cheng Shuang has been observing them, squinting suspiciously, "so When are you going to find someone? "

"Just two days." Zhuang Dian's answer is obviously perfunctory.

Shuang is not stupid. I know they must have something to hide from themselves.

She quietly into the room, the yard, fourth uncle is still no reaction, gray eyes "watching" all this.

Since Zhuang Diandian's "apprenticeship", she always felt that there was a "person" around her, always swaying around her, but the entity did not exist!

What's more, she would suddenly want to have meat and drink. If she didn't achieve her wish, she would scratch her heart and liver, and she would hate to go to the room to uncover tile.

She comforted herself by thinking that as long as she left here and returned to the original world, the farce here would end! She also only needs to endure a few days, the trotting master to coax happy, found to attack moisture Yun, she will immediately abandon!

That night, Zhuang Diandian suddenly jumped down from the earth pit, and a few people disappeared.

Zhan Feng looks at it in a daze and finally falls back to sleep.

When Zhuang Diandian became conscious, she bit the chicken feather

"Bah, bah, bah!" She vomited a few mouthfuls, and her stomach was full of blood from time to time.

"No?" She was stunned. "Still eating raw?"

Suddenly, I seem to receive a message in my mind. There is no specific voice or image, but it can be clearly conveyed to her.

"There is a cellar 500 meters to the northwest. Go there and have a look."

Zhuang Diandian reacted slowly, jumped up abruptly, and jumped directly from the roof, "Zhanfeng!"

Lift the curtain and enter the room. Zhanfeng has already got up. Looking back at her, she said, "if the chicken in a hundred Li radius is dead, you should take the main responsibility." I don't know if this is to her or Huang xiaopao.

Zhuang Diandian excitedly said: "trot master told me the location of moisture Yun!"

"Where is it?" asked Zhan Feng

Five hundred meters to the northwest is a frozen wasteland.

Zhuang Diandian poked his feet with his toes. If he wanted to dig it, he had to work hard.

A hoe was thrust into her hand. "Dig."

Zhanfeng finds a place to take shelter from the wind, goes to the nest, and is ready to sleep.

"No? It's such a time. I can't even give play to the humanitarian spirit? "

"With your strength, it should not be necessary." Zhan Feng didn't want to say more and turned over.

Chuang Dian Dian grinds his teeth. Will he care about it just because of our physical quality? He spat in his heart, swung his hoe and began to dig.

"Stupid, wrong, not here!"

Huang xiaopao gave a prompt at the right time, and Zhuang Diandian should be busy planning another piece.

"Are you going to be stupid? It's not here! "

"Oh, oh ~"

the trotting master had a bad temper and scolded her bloody, but it's undeniable that he was very righteous. After finding the right position in Zhuangdian, he got angry and didn't show up again.

Chuang's allusions are full of energy. He is also a good hand at farm work!

At this time, she saw the underground ten centimeters of wood, excited to quickly throw away the hammer, hands to dig soil.And Zhan Feng didn't know when he stood behind her, looked around, closed his eyes and asked, "why can't I feel him?"

"Maybe old four used secret arts here too much!" Zhuang Dian opened the board, and suddenly a cold breath came up from below!

That cold is they have never felt, as if there are countless tentacles trying to drill into their bodies!

Zhan Feng frowned and instinctively stepped back. "It's not very good here."

Zhuang Diandian was eager to save people. He found his place and could not worry so much. "I'll go down first. You wait here. In case of anything, don't mind me, you go first

On hearing this, Zhan Feng immediately nodded: "yes."

“……”

Zhuang Diandian wrapped the rope he had prepared long ago around his body and tied it to the iron ring of the board. He tried it and felt very strong. "OK, I'm going down!"

Zhanfeng suddenly said: "in any case, contact Huang xiaopao, it will save you."

Zhuang Diandian patted his chest, "don't worry, the trotting master and the dragon master are all here! Generally, ghosts and gods dare not come near! "

In this way, Zhanfeng watched her put herself in the cellar a little bit.

Then, he turned around and looked not far away. "We've all followed here. Let's meet."

A quick sound came out in pairs from behind a dry haystack.

She looked at them coldly and said in a very light voice from a long distance, "isn't it cooperation? Are you so insincere? "

She knows. He can hear.

There was no emotional change on Zhan Feng's face, calm to calm, "don't you also have a secret to hide from us?"

"I don't have it!" They both raised their heads and tried to deny it.

"You want to steal secrets."

The exhibition wind says a word to break, form a pair of Mi Mou, since so also need not conceal again, simply generous way: "right! But please pay attention to your words, it's not stealing, it's inheriting! What's wrong with me taking back what belongs to my uncle? You are the ones who steal it