I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 1120 Pottery Pot (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

If Gun Gun hadn't called out the word "Shaojun", Jiang Zhou wouldn't have believed a word of it.

But the fact is, he always feels that this title is not that simple.

The Jiuquan command talisman is the Northern Emperor's command talisman. From the perspective of the emperor, it is normal for those ghosts and ghosts to call him a young master.

Although Zhong Kui is a yin god, its status is not trivial.

And still call him "Little Young Master".

This is not quite right.

It's the same with the whistling hair now...

Jiang Zhou felt an eagerness to find out the truth.

The three people on the side saw his expression and knew his intentions.

Wang Shanxi said: "Jiang Daoyou, I will go with you."

Jiang Zhou showed a slight expression of gratitude and nodded.

Although they already have some understanding of this dilapidated innate gossip formation, it is an ancient and strange formation after all, with unpredictable changes, far from being easy for them to understand.

This Gun Gun has stayed here for countless years, even though he was sealed off here, he must know more about the layout of the formation than they do.

If it has any wrong thoughts, it will be very dangerous.

There is absolutely no need for the three of them to get into this troubled water with him.

Jiang Zhou still couldn't resist the eager desire in his heart, and said, "It's impossible to let you go, we will follow you."

"However, I warned you in advance, if I find anything wrong, I will kill you."

"If you have the confidence to escape from the four of us and this demon mirror, you can give it a try."

"Good good!"

Koma Koma made a big round head and said, "You can rely on the young master!"

Immediately, he staggered and said: "It's not that the little demon is daring, but you are too timid, little young master. What a pure and simple mountain treasure I am, little demon? How could I have such harmful thoughts?"

"..." x3
If it didn't say so, the four of them now feel that this thing is unreliable, and it must be suffocating.

Even Wang Shanxi couldn't stand it anymore, he hesitated slightly, and took out something from his big sleeve.

It is a rope.

It looks like weaving grass leaves, but it is shining with golden light, making it difficult to look directly at.

As soon as the rope came out and it was still in his hand, everyone present felt their whole bodies tightened.

All blood and mana stagnated, as if bound.

"This is a golden rope, the supreme treasure, as long as you tie it on, immortals and Buddhas cannot escape,"

Wang Shanhui said: "If you are really sincere, let me tie you up temporarily. I will let you go after you take out the treasure and explain carefully. How dare you?"

Komako was dumbfounded for a moment.

Even if it has been imprisoned here for countless years, it still knows the name of the Supreme Being.

Not only does it know Taishang, it also knows this stuff.

It was a girdle of the dreadful old man.

Don't look at it as a straw rope around the waist, but in the Three Realms, there are no more than ten fingers who can escape his waist belt.

How could it be in the hands of this brat who just came out?
Jiang Zhou on the side was also surprised.

He also has some impressions of this thing, shouldn't it be in the hands of the nine-tailed fox?

The nine-tailed fox is the "mother" that the two guys in Jinjiao and Yinjiao called.

When he was reading a book back then, he still had daydreams.

Laojun's two boys are called the mother of a nine-tailed fox demon.

His trouser belt is actually still in that old hag's hand... emmm~~
Guilt, sin, my lord, I didn't mean to...

Jiang Zhou quickly stopped this terrifying thought.

But judging by Wang Shan's and evil's expression, it seems that this thing has something to do with it, otherwise he wouldn't hesitate to take it out.

At this time, Komako's eyes kept turning, his round head was already covered with sweat, and his white hair was soaked in black and white.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhou didn't say a word, and directly sacrificed the demon mirror.

"Ow!"

Koma Koma directly turned into a rolling roll, rolling around on the ground.

With a mouth full of sharp teeth, Heidou's eyes shone fiercely, as if he wanted to devour someone.

Zhang Heming and Ge Zhichuan had tacitly acted directly, using their magical powers to imprison Komako.

Although this Komako is strong, he is at the end of his strength. Under the joint efforts of the three of them, and the Demon Reflecting Mirror firmly restraining him, he was unable to move for a while.

Although it is impossible to imprison for too long, it is enough.

Wang Shan'e took the opportunity to throw out the golden rope, and the golden light burst into bloom, wrapping around Komako in an instant, and tied it into a fat, glutinous black and white rice dumpling.

Wang Shanxi nodded to Jiang Zhou, and Jiang Zhou put away the demon mirror.

"Ow!"

"Young Master! I am loyal to you, little demon, how can you treat me like this!"

"Little demon is not convinced! Not convinced!"

"I am here waiting for the young master forever, and guarding the treasure for the young king. I have merit! I have merit!"

"Ow!"

Koma Koma yelled and rolled around on the ground, like a fluffy worm.

This golden rope is really powerful, this bundle, it can't do anything strange at all, not to mention its supernatural power, it doesn't even have the strength to howl.

All four breathed a sigh of relief.

This Komako is really tough to deal with.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhou has Xuanyuan Mirror, and Wang Shanxi has a golden rope. The combination is simply a natural nemesis.

This Komako himself was far weaker than he imagined.

If one of these three is missing, they don't even want to subdue this cheap thing.

Jiang Zhou said lightly: "If you want to delay, I will really show no mercy."

Koma Koma sat up suddenly, stopped howling, and showed a flattering smile.

"This way please, Young Master!"

Talking about the wide brain, it moved a few inches to one side, shrugging...

"..."

He tried his best to let this bitch calm down for the time being.

Wang Shan'e held one end of the golden rope in his hand and pulled it up.

Komako took small steps with his thick and round feet, and led the four of them to walk under the giant tree.

This place really deserves to be the life force of the formation.

As they approached the big tree, the four of them felt more alive, and the blood in their bodies rose a little out of thin air.

There is an illusion that if you stay for a long time, you don't need to practice to be successful, and your lifespan will be almost endless.

Although this is a tree, it is terrifyingly large.

The closer you get, the denser and denser the hanging branches and vines.

After a while, it was like walking into a maze made of vines and green leaves.

Going around and around for an hour, I still haven't seen the end.

Several people feel that something is wrong.

Wang Shanxi stopped and tightened the golden rope in his hand: "Where do you want to take us?"

Komako turned around and grinned, revealing a full mouth of white teeth.

"Let's go, little thief~!"

Several people's expressions changed, but it was too late.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

As soon as Jiang Zhou raised the demon mirror, he found that he had appeared in a secret room that seemed to be forcibly woven from the branches of a big tree.

There was only Komako in front of him.

Wang, Shan and Evil are nowhere to be found.

"Shaojun, wait a moment!"

At this time, Komako was still tied with golden ropes. Seeing Jiang Zhou was furious, he immediately crouched down and arched his fat buttocks: "The little demon is just trying to drive those three people away. Spy for outsiders!"

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath: "Where is the relic?"

Komakoma's head was wide and he moved forward: "That, that, that."

Jiang Zhou looked towards what it was pointing at, and saw something lying under a wall of trees.

But it is a very simple looking, but extremely ordinary clay pot.

Jiang Zhou suddenly felt cheated again, and was about to kill that Komako directly.

The next moment, there was a sudden shock.

His eyes were fixed on the clay pot.

But he didn't notice that Komako moved slowly from behind him at this time.

Opening his mouth wide, he slowly approached, getting closer little by little.

When he almost covered half of the back of Jiang Zhou's head, he stopped suddenly, with a dull face.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Zhou turned his back to it, but turned his palm over, and the mirror light brushed against the hideous ax mark on Komako's chest and abdomen like a shuttle.

"Ow!"

Komakoma let out a miserable howl and rolled to the ground again.

"Young Master, please spare your life! Please spare your life! I am a hero! I deserve it! I deserve it!"

Return hero?
Jiang Zhou was too lazy to listen to this bullshit at this time.

It's just that the thought drives the demon mirror, hangs it in the air to illuminate it, and is bound by a golden rope, it can't resist.

But he turned his head, his eyes still staring at the pot.

After a while, he walked over and picked up the pot.

This clay pot looked like the prehistoric artifacts he had seen before excavated from the traces of ancient times. It was very simple and unsophisticated, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Jiang Zhou couldn't sense the slightest breath of magic weapon either.

Gently shake off the dust on it.

But I saw a few lines on the can:

Nine bends of the Yellow River, river vines climbing green peaks.The road turns to the east of the small bridge, and the dragons embrace the Vatican Palace.The bones are hidden in the tomb, and the dawn bell is heard every day...

(End of this chapter)