The possibility that Meng Po mentioned was exactly what Ku Ding thought. He was afraid that there would be an extremely large underground palace group under the entire Bochi Mountain. If this was the case, the history of this underground palace group must be related to the black tomb. Sun Maiyu buried himself here, perhaps just occupying a ready-made one, just picking up a bargain.

In the age of mythology, this Bochi Mountain may be a tribal gathering place or an altar. In the early ancient times, the ancestors' worship of unknown power directly affected the formation of famous figures in later mythology. These mythology stories have expanded from generation to generation with the cultural heritage of oral narration. With the accumulation of countless years, the stories we are familiar with today have emerged.

Who can know what the things that our ancestors heard and saw looked like?

Ku Ding closed his eyes, and the surrounding mountains began to form obvious pictures in his mind. Several points were marked in these pictures, and then they rose to the sky, which actually corresponded to some stars one by one.

"To be honest, I don't know if Sun Maiyu is related to the Black Tomb. If he can really predict the cause and effect, it may be possible. However, the appearance of the Black Tomb will not be accidental. Anything inside will bring unpredictable changes to the new world. You can't wait any longer, and you will get to the tomb tonight."

At this moment, Lao Qi had already arrived with Jin Li to Ku Ding's side. Jin Li's eyes seemed to have returned to their original clearness. Perhaps he had gradually adapted to the changes in his body, and even his expression became calm.

“Mr. Ding.”

The two saluted to the Ku Ding, with obvious subordinates obedience to the superiors in their posture, and Jin Li's posture was more humble. It seemed that both of them began to stand where they should stand. However, Lao Qi was obviously a little confused about Jin Li's transformation. After all, he didn't know what Ku Ding did to Jin Li.

The Butiao Ding came back from his self-consciousness and opened his eyes. He had some anger in his eyes. It seemed that he had seen something when he was thinking about it while he was closing his eyes.

"Lao Qi, at 7 o'clock in the evening, you will bring your friend and Jin Li to the tomb. According to the plan you have formulated before, you will break through layer by layer. You must break through to the seventh floor before twelve o'clock, regardless of the price. I will let Ning Meng cooperate with you."

"Ning Meng, prepare for it, follow Lao Qi and Jin Li tonight. Remember it for me, restrain your personality and don't act recklessly. This time things are different. Everything is carried out according to the requirements of Jin Li and Lao Qi. If necessary, you can "see blood" and clean up any obstacles before you reach the seventh floor below."

"I will go to the seventh floor before twelve o'clock to meet you. Before that, you must act according to the opportunity. After arriving at the seventh floor, if you encounter a living creature, remember that you must never let it touch any position in your body, and you cannot touch a slight touch."

After receiving the order from the Ku Ding, Lao Qi and Jin Li looked at each other, regardless of the cost, indicating that the trip would not be smooth sailing. They only knew the information on the first three floors of the tomb. If the Ku Ding really had as many as seven floors as the Ku Ding said, it would probably be a lot of blood.

"Sir, what if we can reach the seventh floor, what if, I mean, what if there is something living and you are accidentally touched?"

Lao Qi actually hoped that Ku Ding could say it more clearly. He felt that since Ku Ding said that there were seven floors in the tomb, he might also know how to avoid various possible dangers in the tomb, but Lao Qi did not dare to ask directly, so he had to ask the last point first.

"If you are really touched, Ning Meng, remember, no matter who it is, just kill it."

This sentence was extremely cold, which made Lao Qi shudder. It was obviously not because of Ku Ding's cold blood, but because he could not guess what Ku Ding called a living thing, and he would kill it if he touched it. Could it be that there is any living thing underneath that is so terrifying?

"Believe me, you won't want to be touched by the living creature that may exist. I'll give me the yellow paper you got from the guy who was willing to voluntarily go to the tomb. There is not much time, so hurry up and leave on time at 7 o'clock."

Lao Qi nodded and left first. Jin Li took a few steps back, stopped for a while, and then walked back.

"Mr. Ding, aren't you going down with us?"

"I was going to go together, but there are some more urgent things to do, so I have to waste some time. Don't worry, I will wait for you on the seventh floor."

Ku Ding narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction of the Black Tomb. His hand seemed to subconsciously touch the kitchen knife that had been carrying on his body. It seemed that there was something that made him feel very uncomfortable.

"But Mr. Ding, if there are as many as seven floors below, there will be so many people before the first three floors. Although we are prepared, can we really meet with you on the seventh floor before twelve o'clock? If you know something, can you tell us first? Maybe it can speed up some progress and reduce some casualties."

Jin Li is not like Lao Qi, and he has some concerns. What's what Ku Ding gives him is not just a simple change of his physical fitness. Although he worships Ku Ding, he also strengthens his character.

The cook stretched out his left and right hands and gestured in two directions, one was the location of the black tomb, and the other was drawn with a straight line with Sun Fanyu's tomb and a thick fog mountain bun, it was exactly symmetrical to the black tomb.

"I guess there are seven layers. To be precise, they should be eight or nine layers. I'm not sure, but there are seven layers. It doesn't matter if there is anything on each layer. If you encounter difficulties that cannot be solved, just let Ning Meng go directly. Most of the dangers can be solved. However, since you have asked this, I would like to remind you that if you encounter something obviously wrong, don't hesitate. If you can shoot, don't hit your face."

After saying that, Ku Ding left directly, and he also had to make some preparations. After all, he planned to take Meng Po to the next trip to the black tomb.

Ning Meng watched the chef leave and calculated that he rarely did not violate the chef's orders when he was so serious. Since the chef said everything, he could "see blood" if necessary, he had no other concerns, so he simply followed Jin Li to prepare.

Soon, Lao Qi and Jin Li collected the blood of the index finger of the guy who volunteered to go to the tomb again with golden wire yellow paper and sent it to Ku Ding. After Ku Ding got the golden wire yellow paper, he did a very simple thing, which was to stack the golden wire yellow papers into triangles one by one, and then let Lao Qi and Jin Li give each guy one by one to each guy.

Meng Po stood beside Ku Ding from beginning to end. She didn't help Ku Ding fold any piece of golden silk and yellow paper, but she had some dissatisfaction in her eyes. Lao Qi, who was standing closer, vaguely heard Meng Po murmuring in a low voice.

"...Hmph... Is there anything to keep like ant, it's not enough to use it... it's a cumbersome... I can help Ding help them fold... It's like a gift... like a bug..."
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