The alchemist of the Qin Dynasty laughed and said: "Didn't you just say that you believe in ghosts and gods, and you are afraid. If you have done something bad, just confess it in front of ghosts and gods."

Xiahou Aotian's spirit lifted, and he said loudly:

"I know how to pass the grotto, and I have figured out a way to break it."

The team members were full of surprises. They didn't expect this unreliable middle school sophomore to be so reliable at critical moments?

Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "Say it!"

Xiahou Aotian didn't answer, he strode towards the grotto, and the yin-yang fish immediately started to spin.

When taking the third step, Xiahou Aotian said loudly:

"I shouldn't have stolen my dad's private money to pay off the debt."

The third step falls.

The evil ghost sculpture watched him quietly, and the attack did not come.

Xiahou Aotian looked back and said:

"Believe in ghosts and gods, be fearful, and refrain from doing bad things. Those who have done bad things should repent in front of ghosts and gods."

The smile on Zhang Yuanqing's face slowly disappeared.

The joyful expressions of the repentant team members, like an oil painting, immediately froze on their faces.

Although they got a way to clear the grotto, the gang team was not happy at all.

Who hasn't done something bad?

Can this be said casually? Big things lose your head, and small things lose face. How can you mess around in the road in the future.

Xiaoyuan's face suddenly sank, she was the last person who didn't want to look back on the past.

Although the rules of customs clearance are outrageous, at least there is no danger to life, and if everyone plays together, it will be a lot of fun. Well, the deep-minded Tianxia Guihuo, the stuffy gourd Zhao Chenghuang, the seemingly soft and cute but scheming Sun Miaomiao, the red chicken brother who represents the elder Jiang Bao, and the Xiahou Aotian who is obviously a bachelor but has a lot of nerves. Zhang Yuan cleaned it up Glancing at the teammates around him, an idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

Tianxia Guihuo said quickly: "Xiahou Aotian, you come back first, I have a suggestion."

Xiahou Aotian stopped where he was, he had already carried it once, and he would not be attacked if he didn't continue to move forward.

"How to say?" Xia Hou asked the protagonist.

"If confession can clear the grotto, there is no need for us to go up together. You come and take Little Red Riding Hood, and we hide inside." Tianxia Guihuo said, "No one can hear what you said, and we can also avoid confession. , to avoid leakage of privacy.�

He bites the word "privacy" very hard, hoping that the off-line teammate who claims to be the protagonist can realize that he is a mortal after all, and there is still a difference from the protagonist full of positive energy in the story.

Xiahou Aotian understood the hint of the world returning to fire, pondered for a while, and felt that it was reasonable, after all, such things as stealing money from his father's private house to pay off debts are really not pleasant to say.

"Good idea!" Xiahou Aotian turned and returned, "Yuanshi Tianzun, give me the red hat."

Zhang Yuanqing ignored him, but looked at Xiaoyuan and said:

"Go ahead and stay in the hat for a while."

Every evil profession has a painful, desperate, or gloomy past, which is the pain that she least wants to look back on in her life. Madoka did not repent in the master's lecture, which shows that the matter in her heart does not want to be made public. For the public.

Xiaoyuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked softly at Zhang Yuanqing, before disappearing from everyone's sight. JrNovels.com