From afar, Tao Yaoyao spoke.

"Uncle Junior, wait."

Li Ziye grabbed the former and said, "Let me figure out which entrance to enter through."

"Calculate?"

Tao Yaoyao was surprised and said, "Do you know the method of divination?"

"Understand a little bit."

Li Ziye nodded and replied solemnly.

The eight entrances clearly correspond to the eight directions of the Bagua, Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Dui.

If it doesn't work out, there will only be one student.

His uncle has a 1 in 8 chance of killing someone.

"Mass graves, Taiyin."

Li Ziye looked at the gloomy cemetery around him and murmured softly. Then he looked at the two stone gates in the north and narrowed his eyes slightly. When ugly, the word "gen" appeared.

northwest!

Thinking of this, Li Ziye walked towards the stone gate in the northwest and said, "Uncle, let's go."

"How do you know the art of divination?"

On the side, Tao Yaoyao followed up and said in confusion, "Your master can't teach you these things."

"Learned it from others."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Actually, Master Xianzi has never taught me anything. He is not as much as you, my junior uncle, have taught me."

If you expected Lao Qin to teach you, he would have died a long time ago.

Not long after the two entered the tomb.

rear.

Three-foot sword, Mu Bai also walked in.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but Sanchijian also chose the northwest entrance.

"ah!"

The ugly days are over.

The tomb suddenly shook again.

The next moment, shrill screams resounded throughout the world.
Chapter completed!