Scott Little began to introduce the situation of the ancient tomb. At this time, he dared not hide anything more.

"For hundreds of years, the tribe members have explored this place countless times. After exploration, it is normal here during the day. But every midnight, the moon will be bright, and fog will appear here. Moreover, if you turn around the mountains during the day, you will not get lost. At night, this is the forbidden area. People who enter will get lost, and only dawn can walk out. The animals that enter will never be able to get out. Even if my father comes in, he will get lost at night. So we judge that this fog is weird and seems to disturb people's consciousness." Little Scott said.

"Have you not investigated your hidden ancestor?" Wang Meng asked.

"The ancestor will not influence the family's inheritance." Scott said little.

Wang Meng nodded.

"Any family with ancestral tombs should have secret scripts introducing ancient tombs or inheritances in the family, right?" Wang Meng asked.

Scott little hesitated.

After all, this is family secret.

But he just hesitated for a moment and said, "The Scott family's ancestral texts were all handed down five hundred years ago. In fact, they were written by the family ancestors five hundred years ago, not by the original Scott family's primitive ancestors. According to the ancestral texts, this ancient tomb was built according to the sand and water compass of the yin house. It is said to be a great auspicious sign. However, later, evil ghosts entered the yin house and occupied the ancient tomb. Since then, the Scott family has declined."

"Oh?" Wang Meng frowned: "The sand and water compass, the moon sprinkles silver light, and the scenery is full of emotions, and it is convenient to adapt. No wonder, when you enter on the night of the bright moon, you will lose your direction."

"Do you have any research on Feng Shui?" Little Scott looked at Wang Meng in surprise.

"I know a little about the fur." ​​Wang Meng said calmly.

Little Scott looked at Wang Meng and admired him very much.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the mountains and forests rustled.

"The sound of the pine waves hidden in the sign of killing. It is not a good omen, but a very bad appearance!" Wang Meng frowned and looked around and said.

ah?

Little Scott was so scared that his face turned pale and he looked around.

Puchi!

Xiao Wanzi, who was observing in secret, suddenly sneered.

"Smile?" Wang Meng asked Xiao Wanzi dissatisfiedly.

"You charlatan! It's really like that. Looks like this. I scared my nose." Xiao Wanzi smiled.

"Uh! Is this true talent and learning good?" Wang Meng rolled his eyes and said.

"You can pull it down!" Xiao Wanzi smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.

At this moment, little Scott listened with his ears. After listening for a while, his face suddenly changed and he said in horror: "There is indeed a sound of killing here."

"This place should have been a romantic nobleman, with green pine shadows, clear water, and misty sunlight. Unfortunately, it was indeed occupied by evil ghosts, which created the scene today." Wang Meng said, looking at the 100-meter-high mountain tomb.

"How do you know?" Scott's eyes widened, and he thought to himself, he was really a master.

At this time, he was even more convinced of Wang Meng, because the ancestral scriptures also said so.

How could Wang Meng know about this? All of these Feng Shui knowledge was found from He Laoyin's memory that he had preserved in his mind. At this time, he learned and used it immediately.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed!" Wang Meng said seriously, with an extremely powerful charlatan.

"Okay! I won't ask, I won't ask!" Little Scott said quickly.

"Hehe! Xiao Mengzi? You might as well change your career to look at Feng Shui? It's a popular industry now, how much money can you make?" In Wan Foyin, Xiao Wanzi covered her stomach, feeling very happy.

Zhizhizhizhizhizhi, although the little naughty of King Kong Ape was unknown, he was so happy that he turned around.

The four-simile beast also sniffed.

Wang Meng was speechless and ignored three things.

Wang Meng and Scott didn't move at the foot of the mountain, nor did they say anything, and they all looked at the forest in a daze.

The weather is very good today and there is no cloud.

As the moon rises, a thin fog gradually rises in the mountains and forests.

The fog floats like gray streamers.

The bright moon in the sky gradually rose, and the fog gradually became rich and slowly floated. But the thick fog at this time was no longer a streamer, but like moving walls.

These moving walls divide the mountains and forests into countless areas. They are really like mazes.

"Ah! What's going on? Why did the fog turn into blood?" Suddenly, little Scott exclaimed, his eyes widening at the fog.

Indeed, the originally gray fog suddenly turned bloody at some point, and the blood gradually turned dark red from pink.

Wang Meng also changed color a little.

Wang Meng sniffed his nose and sniffed the air.

"There is a bloody atmosphere. Before, there was no such change here?" Wang Meng asked.

"No. Today is special." Scott said with a frown.

"Is there any creature in this forest?" Wang Meng asked.

"No, even during the day, even birds dared not approach. In the past, when creatures entered, they all died." Little Scott said, his voice trembling.

Wang Meng frowned, and the blood-colored mist that suddenly appeared was very strange.

Suddenly, Wang Meng jumped into the woods, took a step, and quickly retreated.

"Can you actually attach to the human body?" Little Scott looked at Wang Meng and exclaimed.

At this time, Wang Meng's body was covered with blood-colored mist.

At this time, Wang Meng's internal force was circulating, and the blood-colored mist suddenly disappeared.

"What's the situation?" Little Scott looked fearful and asked at Wang Meng.

"This blood mist is actually devouring my blood?" Wang Meng was also shocked at this time.

"Ah?" Little Scott was shocked when he heard this, with a blood-colored face. It was so weird that he was scared.

At this time, in the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal, Xiao Wanzi was holding a blood-colored mist ball, studying the strange blood mist.

"Great, good thing, Xiao Mengzi, hurry up and take me up the mountain and shake off that guy. I want to fill the blood here." Xiao Wanzi suddenly shouted with excitement.

"What is this?" Wang Meng asked in surprise.

"Essence, blood. This must be when Scott's thousand-year-old ancestor died, he condensed a drop of essence and blood in his body to form a blood bead, which was prepared to be reserved for future generations to absorb and refine and promote the family. This is a common method used by many old antiques." Xiao Wanzi said.

Wang Meng said: "This essence, blood bead is a treasure, but the essence of the ancient clan. Blood is not worth it."

Xiao Wanzi said: "Although this is the case, not everyone can obtain the essence and blood of the thousand-year-old ancient clan. It is not difficult, because the blood beads carry family blood and require family blood to awaken. The initiator of awakening is the power of blood."

Wang Meng said: "As far as I know, only those with pure bloodlines can be selected by the blood beads condensed by their ancestors. Therefore, this little Scott and his father are definitely not the main vein of the Scott family. Otherwise, Old Scott would definitely refine the blood beads. Even if there is a main vein in the clan, Old Scott may have done his tricks and prevented them from obtaining it. However, it is not because the mechanism here is so powerful, nor is it because Old Scott cannot enter."

Wang Meng was very smart and thought of the key points.
Chapter completed!