Wang Ming’s expression changed again and again.

A hint of surprise flashed in the little brother’s eyes and he noticed this detail.

Could it be that Wang Ming recognized this strange pattern?

The little brother blurted out directly: “You know this tree… Tree? ”

He was still a little unsure, although this carved painting was vivid, the Qinling Divine Tree looked too special.

“I don’t know.”

Wang Ming reacted, smiled casually, and had no intention of sharing the information.

Don’t look at the little brother, this person is a stuffy gourd, but it doesn’t mean that people are stupid, in fact, there are many ghost thoughts.

Wang Ming didn’t want to see the little brother deflated, but there was really no need to say more.

With the strength of his current subordinates, coupled with the knowledge reserve in his mind, he does not need much help from outsiders.

The little brother lowered his mouth slightly, and he was helpless about it.

Since he recognized Wang Ming as the mysterious man in the mask of the Lu Palace, he no longer dared to be the slightest presumptuous, and he spoke a little carefully.

No way, who let the bloodline that he is most proud of have been suppressed by others.

At this moment, Wang Xueying on the side chuckled softly and muttered.

“Strange, how does this tree seem to have been seen somewhere?”

“What does it mean that the old thing carved this thing on the coffin board?”

It seems that Wang Xueying does not know the secret on the bronze giant coffin.

But she recalled a little and still said useful information.

“Ah yes, that old guy mentioned back then that he was going to find an ancient tree!”

“Shouldn’t it be this one, but why is it carved into the coffin board?”

“I remember that guy’s taste, it’s not so bad.”

Wang Xueying’s words were headless and brainless, and the little brother couldn’t understand it at all.

But Wang Ming raised his eyebrows and heard several key messages.

First of all, according to what Wang Xueying said, Old Wang must have paid attention to the Qinling Divine Tree back then.

With that guy’s personality, since he has some attention, he must go to find out.

This proves Wang Ming’s conjecture that Lao Wang has something to do with the Qinling Divine Tree!

In addition, there was another point that caught Wang Ming’s attention.

It seems that from the beginning, when Wang Xueying mentioned Lao Wang, she would use words like “old guy” and “old thing”.

In a sense, this is a disdainful, repulsive appellation.

But from another perspective, it also proves that the relationship between the two is very unusual.

Wang Ming tried to search Wang Xueying’s memory, but this tentacle lady seemed to have lost her memory a long time ago because she had been transformed.

The only thing that impressed me was his name and the identity of the Wang family.

Can’t find a clue, even if Wang Ming is curious, he can only temporarily suppress it and solve the matter in front of him first.

As the little brother’s blood dripped more and more, the portrayal of the entire bronze coffin was also fully presented.

In addition to the main Qinling Divine Tree, Wang Ming also noticed many villains.

According to the previous experience of looking at the murals of Genting Heavenly Palace, this should also be a pictorial explanation of what Lao Wang built.

It’s just very strange, in the Qinling Divine Tree, have there been any suspicious man-made buildings?

Just thinking about it, a muffled sound came.

The bronze giant coffin, which was originally tilted, suddenly sank a little.

Immediately, on the coffin that obviously had no gap, a thin gap appeared.

“This should be the use of a material such as lead dust, smeared at the joint of the coffin, to hide the gap.”

“Of course, this material is definitely not lead powder, but a special material that will dissolve in blood.”

“So originally there was no gap, but when the blood flowed through, it would be washed and revealed.”

The little brother still knows more about this partial method, and guessed it at the first time.

He glanced at Wang Ming, and when Wang Ming nodded in agreement, he cautiously stepped forward and pushed the lid of the coffin with the power of milk.

Soon, the bronze coffin lid tilted out a hole, revealing the scene inside.

A shriveled corpse came into view, wearing the official uniform unique to the Ming Dynasty, and it looked like it should be completely dead.

Wang Ming paid attention to his face for the first time, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Although the corpse was completely shriveled, it looked like a human skin was left, but the appearance was still faintly recognizable.

It looks exactly the same as the dried corpses in the simulation room of Genting Heavenly Palace!

“How come, it turned out to be a dead man’s skin?”

The little brother was a little surprised, and at this time he also noticed the face of the corpse, and a drop of cold sweat crossed his forehead.

Wang Xueying sighed and said a little indignantly: “Damn, it’s this thing again, how many times can that old guy get out of the shell?” ”

Wang Ming was stunned, and was attracted by the words “shelling”: “What is shelling?” ”

Wang Xueying frowned, and the jade hand suddenly covered her head, feeling very confused about Wang Ming’s question.

She seemed to just say the word casually, trying to explain, but found that she couldn’t remember.

Wang Ming did not force it, so he had to keep this in mind and cast his eyes on the coffin again.

The black square held by the dry corpse’s hands once again attracted his attention.

“Wouldn’t this be…”

“Ghost Seal?!”

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