"King of Hell, what are you looking at? Do you see how much gold is in there?"

Xiao Yanbao's words confused the King of Hell.

"Gold?"

"Yes, if there weren't gold, silver and jewelry hidden in this tomb, why did you rush here in such a hurry?" Little Yanbao asked as if he understood.

Anyway, for her, nothing can make her so positive as gold.

The King of Hell’s expression is hard to describe.

This person is really afraid of being poor and never forgets about gold.

"I don't know whether there is gold in this tomb, but there must be something wrong with this tomb." said the King of Hell.

Xiao Yanbao: You don’t know whether there is gold in this tomb, why are you running so fast?

I had to chase him with the clown bird.

Fortunately, I didn't specify what the thing I promised to Clownbird was, otherwise I would have lost a lot of money again.

If there is nothing to be divided in this tomb, it doesn't mean she is going back on her word.

As soon as the clown bird heard the conversation between King Yan and Xiao Yanbao, he knew that his trip might be in vain.

[Xiao Yan'er, I don't care what you're looking for, but I can't send you here for nothing.]

Little Yanbao reached out and stuffed the clownbird back into the Ruyi bag.

[I haven't done my business yet. I'll talk about your business later.]

The clown bird knew that Xiao Yanbao was trying to cheat.

How could it do that? So Xiao Yanbao stuffed it back in and crawled out again.

Finally, Xiao Yanbao tried to scare the clownbird by plucking its feathers.

The clown bird was stuffed back into the wish-fulfilling bag in frustration.

At this time, the Black and White Impermanence also arrived.

Not knowing what was going on in this tomb, King Yan and little Yan Bao hurried here.

But when they saw that King Yan and Xiao Yanbao didn't take any action, they became puzzled.

Are you rushing here to see the scenery?

"King of Hell, what have you figured out after turning around like this?" asked little Yan Bao.

"Yan Bao, ask those people who are playing tricks why their master is buried here?"

After the King of Hell said this, little Yan Bao remembered that those people were also brought here by her.

But if we dig up this grave and release those tricksters, they will definitely not let us go.

"Yan Wang, what on earth are you doing here?"

If you are going to dig up the graves, it is better not to let those people out.

"It's very important. Yan Bao, you should ask."

The King of Hell didn't know that Xiao Yanbao had brought those tricksters here.

But if Yan Bao wants to ask something, there must be a way.

When little Yan Bao saw that King Yan looked very serious, he waved his hand and released several people from the Ruyi bag.

Of course, I also released my brother and the others.

Yinla came out to see the world, so he must be allowed to experience everything.

Even though Yinla might not come to the human race again in the future, since he has come with me to the human race, I can't keep him in the Ruyi Bag forever.

After he returns to the elves, it would be good for him to tell his tribesmen what he has seen and heard.

If the elves can overcome their fear of fire, perhaps they will be able to interact more with other worlds in the future, which will also promote the development of the elves.

Xiao Yanbao did not let Dahuang out. Even though Dahuang was in the Ruyi bag, it could see everything outside as long as it wanted to.

Unless it doesn't want to see it.

Those tricksters fell asleep as soon as they were put into the bag, so they were still a little unconscious when they came out of it.

It took them a while to realize that this was their master's grave.

How... did we get to Master’s grave?

Are you still dreaming?

My mind quickly recalled.

But recalling that the little princess asked them where their master's grave was...

then……

With another glance, he saw little Yanbao.

I heard that the little princess has great powers. She brought them to her master's grave in just a short while?

Do you really want to dig up Master’s grave?

The man who had been pasted with the Zhenyu Talisman by Xiao Yanbao jumped up from the ground and threw himself on his master's grave.

"You, what are you going to do? I told you, my master is dead. If you have any problems, come to us. You can't touch my master's grave."

Little Yan Bao looked at the King of Hell, "It's not that I want to do anything to your master's grave."

"If not you, then who is it?" the man asked.

Xiao Yanbao still had a smile on his face, "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course." The man answered affirmatively.

He must know who is trying to dig up his master's grave.

It must be an enemy.

"You said it, don't blame me if I scare you."

Xiao Yanbao waved his hand and enabled everyone near the cemetery to see ghosts and spirits.

Suddenly, the King of Hell and the Black and White Impermanence appeared in front of everyone.

Except for Ye Zeyan who remained calm, everyone else was terribly frightened, including Yinla.

But Yinla is still much better than those people.

After all, the King of Hell has no control over the elves. When a few ghosts suddenly appeared, he was unable to react for a moment.

It's not that I'm scared.

The color of his wings changed for a moment, then quickly returned to transparent color.

Those people were so scared that they were paralyzed.

The images of the Black and White Impermanence are deeply rooted in the minds of ordinary people.

They were quite courageous if they didn't faint from fright.

The man who lay on his master's grave was holding tightly to the grass on his master's grave.

I kept shouting in my heart, Master, please help me.

Little Yan Bao laughed so hard that he fell backwards. "It was you who insisted on knowing who wanted to dig up your master's grave. Don't blame me."

Those people: You didn’t say it was the King of Hell and the Black and White Impermanence!

The King of Hell didn't care whether they were scared or not, and asked with a dark face: "Is this Du Luo's grave?"

The person lying on the grave is a little braver.

He nodded, "Yes, this is my master's grave."

"Who asked your master to bury him here?" the King of Hell asked.

That person: Is it your business where my master is buried?

Since when did the King of Hell care where graves are buried?

"I...my master wanted to be buried here himself." said the man.

His master had already chosen a burial site for him before he died, and had also given him many instructions on the details.

To be honest, they, the fellow disciples, were quite puzzled by their master's decision.

Because from the perspective of feng shui, this place is not suitable for burying graves.

But the master insisted on burying his grave here, and they, the brothers, had no choice but to obey his orders.

Even the King of Hell has come, is there some secret behind this place?

"Were there any special ceremonies when your master was buried?" The King of Hell's face became increasingly darker.

The man lying on the grave no longer dared to answer the King of Hell's questions.

Why does the King of Hell ask these questions?

The special rituals that the master instructed were kept secret, and the master did not allow anyone else to be told.

He is the only one among his fellow disciples who knows about it.

Just when the man was about to shake his head and say he didn't know, the King of Hell suddenly pulled out the King of Hell whip.