Mo Shang thought for a while, his eyes dimmed a little.
It is true that I can kill all those who oppose them, including those with ulterior motives in the little guy clan, but I can't attack his parents alone. Definitely won't forgive myself.
"Don't worry, I'll let them agree." Mo Shang looked at Luo Qifeng with burning eyes, the firmness and affection in her eyes made her heart skip two beats, and then bumped like a deer.
Luo Qifeng hurriedly turned his head and stopped talking to him, looking at the three of them who walked over cautiously like ducks.
Thinking their appearance was too funny, I couldn't help raising the corners of my mouth, and hurriedly covered it with my hands.
Behind them was an antique sandalwood door, Luo Qifeng reached out and knocked, trying to make sure what was behind, but Mo Shang came over and pushed the door open.
The inside was golden, and the floor was full of funeral objects. Han Yichen was very happy, and rushed forward to pick out a few, but every time he picked one, he could always find better ones waiting for him.
Luo Qifeng regained his composure after touching two of them with his hands.
She stood up and stepped aside, looking at the three who had been choosing among the funeral piles for more than ten minutes, she frowned tightly.
"Enough!" she growled.
But those three people seemed to be going crazy, they didn't hear Luo Qifeng's words at all, they kept picking and picking among the funeral objects while laughing.
Luo Qifeng still wanted to speak, but Mo Shang stepped forward and kicked each of those people. Although the force was not strong, it made them feel a piercing pain.
"What are you doing! Who kicked me!" Yang Liang cursed angrily as he lay on the funeral pile.
"If you want to disturb the underworld butterflies outside, keep calling!" Luo Qifeng felt more and more that they were dragging his hands and feet, and he was caught without any precautions. "I have been watching you here for more than ten minutes. Haven't made a choice yet, how long do you plan to choose, for a lifetime? Or should you touch all the funerary objects here?"
Han Yichen also had a displeased expression just now, and was stunned for a moment.
"Damn it! We've been tricked!" He gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Successful trick?! What trick?!" Liang Qi touched the big Dongzhu with one hand and the white suet jade with the other, obviously still a little absent-minded.
"Just stay here and spend the rest of your life with your treasure." Luo Qifeng ignored them, and walked back to the pile of funeral objects.
Although the room is very large, nearly 300 square meters, it is still two steps away.
Behind the piles of funerary objects, several colorful cloth curtains were revealed, with the characters "birth, injury, rest, Du, scene, death, shock, and opening" written in traditional characters on each of them.
Is this Zhuge Liang's Eight Arrays? !
"Which of you will break this?" Luo Qifeng looked helplessly at the few people who followed.
The original owner of this body has only learned a little about Feng Shui, and he doesn't know anything about the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams.
Yang Liang and Liang Qi looked around, and nothing happened. Sitting in the hall, there was no reminder, except for the piles of gold, silver and jade objects, waving at them like Pandora's magic box.
Shaking their heads vigorously, shaking off the somewhat chaotic feeling in their heads, they spread their hands at Luo Qifeng in apologetic way.