The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Chapter 367: The Centipede Spirit Under The Coffin



Chapter 367: The Centipede Spirit Under The Coffin

The stone bed should be used by Taoist Priest Wuji to rest. There are not only various gold, silver and copper coins on the bedside, but also many small Taoist vessels.

Mo Yun sniffed hard twice.

"Hey, where's my wine, I obviously smelled it outside."

As he said that, he looked sideways under the stone bed, and sure enough there were more than a dozen jars densely packed under the bed!

"Damn! Judging by the degree of oxidation of these jars, they look very old. Could it be that the wine inside is more than 2,000 years old?"

Passing the parchment to Terina, Mo Yun excitedly took out a jar, but when the lid was opened, there was a sour smell.

"Well, the preservation is not very good, it has become a jar of stinky water."

Putting the jar aside, Mo Yun continued to move it out from under the bed, and the wine inside got more and more stinky.

There are more than a dozen jars, but none of them are well preserved.

At this moment, Terina pointed to a groove on the wall.

"Mo Yun, do you see that there are also many jars there?"

Mo Yun turned his head and looked, with joy on his face.

good! The aroma of the wine came from there.

After checking it, there are a total of six altars, all of which are more than 500 years old, and they are well preserved!

"These wines should have been brought back when the Zombie King was out of customs, and he forgot to drink them!"

Mo Yun was very happy, and poured all the wine into the wine gourd, and at this moment, there was a sound of the coffin collapsing.

The two of them leaned together at the same time, my good fellow, the bottom of the coffin collapsed, and there was actually a passage underneath, from which there was a constant breeze blowing out.

"This wind is fresh air outside, we can go out from this place."

"Okay, let's go."

The two nodded and jumped into it one after another.

The passage is very wide, fully two meters high, two people can walk side by side without any problem, but there are many strange footprints on the passage.

"It seems that some huge bug has come."

"Well, it should be a huge centipede, but the smell is very weak, and it probably hasn't come back for a long time."

"Hehe, this centipede is smart. Hiding in this passage under the coffin, it can secretly absorb the power of the zombie king..."

The two were chatting, and found a bright light not far away, walked a few steps quickly and got out of a hole.

...

The first great wasteland.

That is where the teleportation array is located.

Dozens of zombies just stood there blankly without Mo Yun's order.

Down into a bone.

Some of the villagers went back to cook, but most of them still stayed outside, waiting for the Sword Immortal Jiu to come out.

At this time, the brain shell took the mobile phone and restarted the live broadcast, and was seriously watching the barrage, answering the audience's questions.

"Tiezhi, the live broadcast room collapsed last night. There is no way. After a few hours, my private messages in the backstage have been exploded. Just go to 999999+. Brothers, work hard!"

"Why don't you broadcast Jiu Jianxian live...Brothers, how can the whereabouts of such a big man as Jiu Jianxian be exposed at will? It was too dark last night, so everyone recognized the wrong person."

"That's right, it's not Jiu Jianxian. It's a silver disciple of the Daoist sect. It's been killed by the zombie king now. In the end, it was our boss who killed the zombie king."

"Ah, a wave of advertisements, the boss of our Habao organization is the early stage of the Dao Emperor. In the forty-six years since the establishment of the organization, a total of more than a thousand bounty tasks have been completed, with a success rate of over 98%. "

The head was still talking seriously, and suddenly found that the surrounding villagers cheered and jumped up.

"Wine Sword Immortal! Wine Sword Immortal!"

"Jiu Jianxian, the number one Taoist priest in Daqin is truly worthy of his name!"

"Jiu Jianxian big brother is back, he must have killed the zombie king!"

"Sure enough, a hero is born as a teenager. I think when I was eighteen years old, I was still worrying about the college entrance examination!"

"I knew from the very beginning that the two young heroes were not simple, and as I expected, the young heroes turned out to be Daqin Wine Sword Immortal!"

Niu Dali looked proud, as if being the first to discover Mo Yun's identity was a very honorable thing.

Among Habbo's top nine, the seven comatose experts also woke up at this moment, looking at Mo Yun with embarrassment on their faces.

They had mocked Mo Yun before, but unexpectedly, the other party saved their own life...

Moreover, this boy turned out to be the Great Qin Wine Sword Immortal!

Jiu Jianxian is the object of worship of the entire Daqin Taoist priests.

When the bald man mentioned it to them, they still didn't believe it. It wasn't until hundreds of villagers scolded them for ignorance together and saw the various private messages in the live broadcast room that they finally accepted the fact.

"Wine Sword Immortal is amazing!"

Afterwards, he also became a fanatic, and discussed with the villagers about the Jiujianxian with relish. Biqu library

At this time, the bald man had recovered a lot from his injuries, and he was no longer a problem walking freely.

Found Mo Yun and Jie Linna, came out from a hidden hole, hurriedly took the

He went up to meet him.

At this time, the brain turned his head, and the camera accidentally showed Mo Yun and Jie Linna, and in an instant, the barrage bombarded directly.

"No, no, Iron Juice, that's not the Sword Immortal of Wine, you misread the person, the anchor is down first!"

The head shell turned off the phone in a panic.

Among the private messages this morning, there was a Taoist official who strictly ordered him not to expose Jiu Jianxian's whereabouts at will!

That's why he started a live broadcast again to deny the matter to the audience.

At this moment, after turning off the phone, he hurriedly followed behind the bald boss, and went to meet Jiu Jianxian together.

Of course, it wasn't just them, all the villagers stood up, approached Mo Yun, and knelt down in unison.

"Greetings to Lord Wine Sword Immortal!"

"What are you praying for? Get up!"

"Jiujianxian big brother, have you killed the zombie king?"

"The Zombie King is dead and can't die any more. All kinds of formations have disappeared, and the Dahuang Tomb should have been exposed. Don't be afraid in the future, everyone, you can even go to the Dahuang Tomb to open up wasteland and grow vegetables!"

When they heard that they could grow vegetables, the villagers immediately became happy. This is a passive skill of Daqin people, a talent engraved in their genes.

Moreover, finding that Jiu Jianxian had no airs, the villagers immediately invited him to eat meat and drink in the village.

"It's absolutely fine, but I'm ugly, I have high requirements for wine, and if the vintage is too low, I can't drink it!"

"The year is easy to manage! Master Wine Sword Immortal, the baijiu passed down by my ancestors is more than four hundred years old!"

After an old grandfather finished speaking with a smile, all kinds of fathers and villagers enthusiastically expressed that they also have them in their own homes.

When Mo Yun had a smile on his face, several elementary school students had already grabbed his hand and pulled him enthusiastically towards the village.

Habao Jiuqiang wanted to apologize to Mo Yun, but he had no chance at this moment, and was pushed away by the villagers...

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

During this meal, Mo Yun drank three large tanks of 400-year-old liquor, and his face turned red.

"Stop drinking it, don't drink it anymore, I really can't drink anymore, I have to go to Tianmen Mountain..."

While refusing, Mo Yun took the big bowl handed over by the folks, and gulped it down.

And hearing the word Tianmen Mountain, Habao Jiuqiang at the next table looked at each other and nodded slightly.

The bald man respectfully stepped forward to pay his respects.

"My lord is going to Tianmen Mountain? Is it to participate in the hero meeting?"

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