I shook my head: "Mouse, you spoke too early. It's not that simple. Think about it, the Earth-Escape Centipede looks to be at least twenty years older than the Junior Brother, the Sky-Drawing Mouse, right? Then when the Master passed away

How do you know that the second disciple in future generations will not be a good person?"

The rat raised his voice and said without any scruples: "What's the point? The old man can pinch and calculate. He is an expert in the world, so he can naturally calculate the good and evil of future generations."

"Okay, even if you are right and he can figure it out, can he also figure it out? They are also Manchus. The authentic Eight Banners disciple Tong Jia was born? Can't the golden talisman only be passed on to the Jurchen queen?

What about Yi? Why didn't he pass it on? Let me tell you both, we have always been deceived by this weird and horrifying story, but in fact there is a very critical issue that has never been solved."

"What?"

"The Earth-Escape Centipede's surname is Wu. Are there any Manchus with a Chinese surname of Wu? Both his master and he are hiding their identities! Meihui, look at the last part to see if there is any information about the Earth-Escape Centipede! Don't read this

This guy is not evil by nature, but he is an ambitious guy, and he is the key to the problem!"

Meihui unfolded the huge Juanpa and placed it in front of us. Just as she lowered her head and continued reading, she wanted to read it to us. Suddenly, there was another cough behind her. The three of us were too close to the two corpses, so we couldn't hear it.

It was extremely clear. They met face to face and looked at every corner of the Bagua Altar with vigilance, but there was nothing else around except two corpses, one old and one new.

"Let me go... Mr. Hai, if you are still haunted, please give us three hints. Who is your great disciple?" Mouse raised his head and shouted.

"Mouse, don't talk nonsense. I see something is wrong. Go and throw the body of the blind man under the altar!" There is only one skeleton left of this Yin-Yang Saint. I guess the problem cannot be with him.

However, Ma Xiazi died not long ago, and he was possessed by evil spells during his lifetime. It is not impossible that he could come back to life. Just in case, it is better to keep him far away from us. If anything happens to us, we

He also reacted quickly.

He was covered in blood, and the rat was too disgusted to touch him. Taking advantage of his good physique, he grabbed his clothes from behind and threw his body down with a flick. I also paid special attention to the distance between the altar and the altar.

The ground was also two meters high, and the body was hit to the ground stiffly. If he was still alive, he would definitely have reacted. He was probably really dead, and he felt a little relieved.

"Ah!" Suddenly Meihui screamed. I thought that the dark ghost in the cave was attacking her from behind, so I reached out and raised my gun and aimed it at her back, but there was nothing behind her.

"Sister, can you stop being so surprised? What happened?" Mouse asked.

Meihui's big eyes were flashing, with a look of horror on her face. She covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't say a word. It seemed that the last part of the handkerchief really recorded a very important message.

"Who is Wu Gongyao?" I couldn't wait to uncover the answer.

"No...no...not Wu Gongyao! Yes...yes...I..."
Chapter completed!