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Text Chapter 0147: The Miao Clan Attacks (First Update)

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    Yang Mo followed Lu Shihu and trotted up the mountain. After making sure that no one was following him, Lu Shihu staggered to sit on the ground and cursed: "My mother's Tiandao Alliance, I must destroy you."

    The bearded man cursed his mother angrily, but Yang Mo sat aside and remained silent. He was a little worried. He had killed so many people, so he could become a wanted criminal, right?  Don't let the matter be done and the person ends up in a prison in Taiwan.

    Luo Zi cursed for a while, then patted Yang Mo on the shoulder and said: "Well done, he is not afraid of danger, he is a talent. From now on, I will follow my great uncle. My great uncle needs courageous young people like you now."

    "ha" Yang Mo smiled bitterly at him and did not answer.

    "You don't have to worry about being wanted by the Taiwan police. Although times are different now, we still have some old roots, and the government doesn't dare to do anything to us yet." The beard seemed to see through Yang Mo's worries and calmly said  said.

    After hearing what the bearded man said, Yang Mo calmed down.  Only then did he remember that the societies on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were different.  There is no underworld in mainland China, but here it seems that the underworld has formed some kind of wonderful integration with the government.  However, it is no wonder that Chiang Kai-shek was a disciple of Du Yuesheng. If the upper beam was not straight, the lower beam would naturally be crooked.

    "Then where shall we go later?" Yang Mo asked: "I guess if the other party has to put us to death, they will definitely search the mountain."

    "Go to the ancestral hall." The bearded man hesitated slightly, stood up, and limped deep into the forest.

    After hearing what he said, Yang Mo felt happy. He knew that he was not far from his goal.  He quickly followed with his legs up.

    As they walked inside, the two chatted casually.  During the chat, Yang Mo discovered that this bearded man had a high status in the sect, equivalent to the position of an elder, because there were only eight people of his generation in total.

    Yang Mo got to know Luo Shihu through conversations, and Luo Shihu also used chatting to check Yang Mo's background.  Of course Yang Mo was talking casually with half truths and half lies.  Anyway, Wu Tiexiong is dead, and there is no evidence of his death.

    Although Yang Mo was not flawless in his words, because Yang Mo saved his life, Bearded Beard soon became frank with Yang Mo, one by one.

    Yang Mo undoubtedly suffered a loss when he called him that.  But for that thing, he had to accept it.  This is almost successful, but if something goes wrong, wouldn't it mean that all the previous efforts have been wasted?  Therefore, not only did he agree, he also called Lu Hu the ¡®Master Canghe¡¯.

    The two of them greeted each other and got along well.

    After following Canghe for a while, we came to the edge of a steep cliff, and suddenly there was no way to go.  He couldn't help being a little surprised and asked: "Uncle Canghe? What are we doing here? Didn't we go to the ancestral hall?"

    Yang Mowen was cautious. At the same time, he was also ready to fight, because in his impression, the cliff was not a place where good things happened.  Basically, in martial arts novels, 90% of life and death battles take place on the edge of a cliff.

    Canghe heard Yang Mo's question, smiled softly, and said: "Disciple, you don't understand, this is called risking death to survive. Look!"

    As he said that, he walked to the cliff and fiddled with it for a while. Suddenly, the mountain shook, and a huge boulder slowly moved away, revealing a downward stone staircase looking into darkness.

    "Let's go."

    While Yang Mo was stunned, Cang He took the lead in walking towards the stone staircase leading to the darkness.  Yang Mo quickly followed and walked on the stone stairs. Yang Mo felt as if he was on the filming set of a martial arts drama. There was no such mysterious place.

    After walking about five hundred steps, Canghe went to the edge of the wall and pressed it, and the boulder on it closed again.  It also became darker inside, but Canghe was well prepared. He walked to the side and pressed a switch, and the entire cave suddenly became bright.

    Looking at the contrast between the fluorescent lights on the wall and the ancient cave, Yang Mo felt that the conflict was so strong that he even wondered if he was dreaming.

    After following Cang He for a while, he discovered a large boiler, various machines and equipment, and some used missile heads in the corner.  He was confused, and hurriedly took two steps forward and asked Canghe: "Master Canghe, what on earth is this place? The ancient tomb is not like an ancient tomb, and the arsenal is not like an arsenal."

    "This is the arsenal, but it was abandoned later." Canghe pointed to an extremely magnificent large boiler in front and asked, "Do you know what it is used for?"

    "I don't know." Yang Mo shook his head honestly.

    "Uranium refining." Canghe shrugged helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Unfortunately, the Americans discovered it later, so they had to suspend it and turned it into our ancestral hall."

    When Yang Mo heard Canghe talk about refining uranium, he thought it was oil, but later?Listen to the word America.  It suddenly dawned on him and he said in surprise: "Atomic bomb?"

    "Yes." Yang Mo's surprise did not surprise Canghe too much. He nodded, thought about it for a while, and said: "That was five years ago. At that time, we were still shouting the slogan of counterattack. Now.  ¡­Why!"

    Canghe sighed, full of helplessness.  Yang Mo heard this, but didn't feel much.  Because he is not from this side, the lessons he has received from each other are hostile, and it is impossible to unite the front.  So, of course, I can't feel it.

    After Canghe sighed, he led Yang Mo inside again. After walking about five or six hundred meters, he entered a small stone room.  , there were three paintings hanging in the stone room, and the one in the middle turned out to be Mr. Jiang.  This surprised Yang Mo. He didn't expect that there was a portrait of a political figure hanging in the ancestral hall of a sect.  This seemssomewhat darkly humorous.

    "On the left is a long-bearded old man wearing a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk, and he is quite immortal.  As for the right side, there is a middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket with a heroic look on his face.

    Canghe faced the three portraits, muttered a few words, then knelt on the futon in front of them and kowtowed sincerely.

    Yang Mo stood nearby, unwilling to kneel down. He just put his hands together and bowed twice in the name of a junior.  As for the one in the middle, Yang Mo could just show his interest.  This is the number one villain in the modern history books of junior high schools.

    After a few salutes, Cang He stood up and said to Yang Mo with great solemnity: "Yang Mo disciple, I now hand over the master's treasure to you. I hope that one day you can fulfill the wishes of your predecessors and find the Supreme Master.  The traces of the master.¡±

    "Yeah, okay." Yang Mo nodded quickly, that's why he came.

    Canghe nodded, walked to the futon on the right, moved the futon away, knocked on the stone slab below, moved the stone slab away, and took out a small wooden box from inside.  Then he handed his hands to Yang Mo.

    Seeing how solemn he was, Yang Mo subconsciously became serious and stretched out his hands to take the wooden box.  After asking Cang He twice, he opened the wooden box and found a piece of yellow cloth and a piece of parchment inside.

    Yang Mo opened the yellow cloth first, and there was a map drawn on the yellow cloth.  Yang Mo was not interested in the map at all. He glanced at it twice and put it into his trouser pocket.  The parchment made him look at it carefully for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more horrified he became, because the words on it were exactly the same as the words in the ancient book.  And the most important thing is that the last four words on this parchment are exactly the same as the four words on the iron plate that Yang Mo's mother left for him.

    It seems that it is indeed related to my mother.

    Yang Mo thought silently in his heart, filled with the joy of getting what he wanted.

    At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from my ears.  Immediately, Yang Mo subconsciously put the parchment into his arms.

    At this time, Cang He next to him murmured suspiciously: "Who could it be? There are no more than eight people who know how to open this place."

    Just as he was wondering, Yang Mo suddenly found a dense group of scorpions crawling in.  When Canghe saw Scorpion, he was startled and screamed: "Miaomen?"

    As soon as he screamed, Yang Mo reached out and covered his mouth.  Then sprinkle some ** on the yellow cloth, fold it and put it in the box, then put the box intact into the stone slab and cover it with a futon.

    After doing all this, he quickly walked out with Cang He. As he walked past, the densely packed scorpions dispersed.  They knew that this was the real poison master, so naturally they did not dare to show off their power in front of Yang Mo.

    After Yang Mo led Cang He to hide in a corner, seven people broke in after a while.  Walking at the front was a cautious old man, with a silver star snake coiled above his head, coiled around his face and spitting out his temper.  He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to express his anger.  Behind the old man were six ethnic minorities in strange costumes, three of whom were using special methods to drive away scorpions.

    It seems that this is the so-called Miaomen.

    Yang Mo muttered, he finally met the poison-playing sect.  It's just that these poisonous scorpions are not even small dishes in his eyes, and they will be crushed against big poisonous creatures such as blood lizards.  It's just Yang Mo didn't bring any poison this time.

    "Senior Brother Songbai?" Canghe's eyes widened, he muttered, and was about to rush out.

    Yang Mo quickly reached out to hold him and gave him a look that said, "Don't act rashly."  Although he was confused, he still suppressed it.

    At this time, Songbai had already spoken: "Guys, after I handed over the treasure map to you, you just let me live and let me go back to the mainland to spend the rest of my life quietly?"

    "Of course, the most important thing for our Miao people is Xinnuo." A drake voice chattered, making people feel disgusted after hearing it.feel.

    "Bah!" Cang He, who was hiding in the corner, immediately cursed with disdain.

    He cursed loudly and immediately attracted the attention of the seven people.  The male duck voice immediately looked around privately and shouted: "Who? Who? Come out!"

    Canghe wanted to reply that it was your grandfather and me, but Yang Mo tightly covered his mouth.

    At this time, a middle-aged woman next to him said calmly: "Old Qi, people say that the older you get, the less courageous you are. It's true. Do you think there will be anyone alive to make a sound under the siege of so many scorpions like us?"

    "Yes, yes, Sanniang is right." Lao Qi slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

    After hearing this, Yang Mo sneered. Isn't it a joke that Po Scorpion wants to kill people and silence them?

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