Ling Moyang walked into the Southwest ancient tomb with his father's expectations.

He thought that when he came this time, he only needed to use the talisman in his hand to destroy the bones in the sarcophagus, and everything would be fine.

But unexpectedly, what he stepped into was not a way of life, but a trap that had been arranged long ago.

Jian Xiao still made up to look like a 40-[-]-year-old rural lady, waiting in the ancient tomb.

The topography of the entire ancient tomb has been clearly recognized in her mind, she can find a place to hide, and Ling Moyang can't see her.

Ling Moyang entered the ancient tomb through a secret safe passage, and went straight to the central tomb.

He originally thought that if someone destroyed the soul sacrifice that the Ling family had arranged for more than 20 years, there would definitely be a big battle in the ancient tomb.

But I never thought that the ancient tomb was clean and there was nothing.

Even the dark room where Zhou Shaohui and You Xinquan lived was empty, everything was taken away, clean, without any clues.

It seems that it is impossible to find out who is sabotaging the Ling family's plan.

Then he can only do the second thing that his father told him to do well.

In front of the sarcophagus, according to the method his father Ling Xudong taught him, Ling Moyang first pressed the bead of "Double Dragon Playing Beads" on the relief, activated the mechanism, and then slid the dragon pattern totem.

Not long after, the coffin lid slid, revealing the scene inside——

The black beads he saw last time have all disappeared, except for a white bone and some unknown powder, there is nothing inside.

Ling Moyang took out the talisman and wanted to take out the lighter to light it.

As long as the burning talisman is thrown on the bones in the coffin, the bones will be surrounded by fire and burnt to ashes, which will no longer be able to backfire on the Ling family.

At this moment, a hand patted his shoulder.

Ling Moyang's body froze, and an emotion called fear arose spontaneously——

The underground, the ancient tomb, the coffin, the bones, and the hand that patted his shoulder inexplicably from behind, all of these seem to be a collection of classic elements of horror movies.

He seemed to have seen a ghost with a ferocious face seeking revenge from him.

Ling Moyang's voice tightened;
"Senior...Senior, I didn't mean to disturb your cleanliness. My father asked me to do everything. If you want to take revenge and take your life, you should go to him."

Jane Xiao: ...

There is this plastic father-son relationship, but not many.

Unexpectedly, Ling Moyang, the heir of the Ling Group, would have this kind of virtue.

His father, Ling Xudong, in order to favor him and give him the right to inherit, ignored Ling Moyao, who was born to his original spouse. He also enjoyed all the glory brought by the heir of the Ling Group.

But once something happened, he would betray his father without hesitation.

Jian Xiao sneered, changed her voice, and said:

"I'm not a deadly ghost, Mr. Ling, I'm looking for you because I want to ask you something."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ling Moyang knew that this was a living person.

The fear dissipated immediately, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and attacked Jian Xiao with lightning speed.

Since you are human, you have nothing to be afraid of.

His plan cannot be failed, and anyone who wants to stop him must be eliminated!

Ling Moyang has practiced kung fu. After all, he is a son of a rich family. For his own personal safety, he has to learn some self-protection skills.

But now, in order to subdue the people behind him as quickly as possible, he did not show mercy.

Unfortunately, what he met was Jian Xiao.

Ordinary boxing skills are not enough in front of her. No matter how fierce Ling Moyang's moves are, under Jian Xiao's hands, he still can't do three moves.

Ling Moyang's acupuncture points were hit by Jian Xiao, his whole body went limp, and the talisman in his hand fell to the ground.

Jian Xiao took out the rope and tied him up.

In order to prevent him from escaping, the rope was tied round and round, almost like a mummy, leaving him no room to struggle.

It wasn't until Ling Moyang was completely restrained that he saw the person in front of him clearly:

An inconspicuous, ordinary-looking middle-aged woman who would not attract any attention in the crowd.

It didn't fit the image of a Taoist master in his mind at all.

"Who are you?" Ling Moyang questioned.

Jian Xiao didn't speak, just took out the recording equipment silently, for the sake of safety, she used several different recording methods:
Mobile phone video, camera, micro-surveillance.

In this way, even if you lose a copy, you won't be afraid of being the same as Shen Yanxi's case last time, and there will be nothing you can do in the end.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Moyang asked.

He really couldn't understand what tricks this middle-aged woman was playing.

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