The atmosphere in the tomb was a little strange.
The group of people looked at each other in shock and fear, but at the same time, they looked at Wang Ming's back strangely.
This mysterious and powerful young man was actually called daddy by a dumpling?
This was much more unbelievable than encountering a big monster.
Fortunately, Hanba added a sentence of "I admit my mistake" at the end. Otherwise, no one knew how much the crowd would be surprised.
Ah Lin heaved a sigh of relief, her heart beating so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out.
He did not know if it was fear of Hanba or fear of the word "father".
If Wang Ming was just a lolicon, she could still accept it.
As a man, who didn't have perverted thoughts? It was fine as long as he was tolerant.
However, if it was a ghost calling her daddy, Ah Lin really couldn't take it for a moment.
Especially looking at that little brat's appearance, how strong of a taste did he have to be to do this?
This was something that Ah Lin didn't know. The twelve-armed female corpse in the coffin was so disgusting. Otherwise, she might have vomited.
The others were not any better. Although they were a little gossipy, they were more nervous and afraid in such a strange tomb.
Wang Ming was their main force. They couldn't betray him at the last minute!
If even Wang Ming chose to help the ghost in the tomb, they would definitely be thoroughly disappointed.
Fortunately, that little brat had only mistaken her for someone else.
Everyone was complaining in their hearts. If even their father could admit his mistake, what kind of ghost was he?
Baldy Zhang's legs went soft, and his entire scalp went numb.
This time, he wasn't pretending. He was really scared out of his wits. He suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he find trouble with Wang Ming before?
Although Wang Ming couldn't read people's minds, he could more or less guess what they were thinking.
However, at this moment, he was not in the mood to care about others. He was in a daze on the spot and was extremely depressed.
Then why did Hanba call him daddy for no reason?
What was even more annoying was that if he shouted, then so be it. Why did it mean that he had mistaken her for someone else in the next second?
Although it's normal for me to admit my mistake, how can I accept this?
Wang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was the first time he felt a little lost.
A moment later, he recovered from his speechlessness and suddenly realized a possibility.
Although Hanba was a little ghost and had slept for a thousand years in a daze, it was not easy to mistake him for a blood relative.
Then, could there be a possibility that there was a connection between him and this Hanba?
But thinking about it carefully, Wang Ming felt that it was unlikely.
This Hanba came from the stomach of the twelve-armed female corpse. In other words, his father was King Wannu.
Wang Ming didn't think that the bloodline in his body had anything to do with that monster.
Moreover, if it was just this relationship, it would not be able to completely suppress the Qilin bloodline.
"King Wan Nu and the Queen Mother of the West are both Fuxi descendants.”
"Could it be that what the system gave you is actually the Fuxi bloodline?”
The more Wang Ming thought about it, the more confused he became. He kept feeling that something was wrong, but he really couldn't find the answer.
He asked the system, but the rigid system still refused to answer. He could only give up for the time being and consider the problem at hand.
Hanba had recognized the wrong father, but it did not seem to affect the current situation.
That guy was still in the coffin, blocking their way to dig the hole.
Just as he was thinking about whether he should use his connections or directly make a move, the little female ghost suddenly timidly whispered into Wang Ming's ear.
"Brother, he said to leave quickly.”
"You can communicate with him?"
Wang Ming was surprised, but on second thought, it was normal. Ghosts should have their own way of chatting?
Xiaomei nodded and smiled slyly. Her voice became softer and softer.
"As long as we don't touch him and Auntie Twelve Hands, we can do whatever we want.”
"Xiaomei has never seen him so timid. He seems to be very afraid of my brother.”
"Afraid of me?"
This was something that Wang Ming did not expect. It turned out that this was the reason why Little Hanba did not run out.
However, this is much easier. If you're afraid, then the initiative is in my hands.
Wang Ming wasn't interested in the twelve-handed female corpse in the coffin or the netherworld artifact soaked in the decaying water.
If it was just this condition, there was no harm in agreeing.
"Tell him that we need to move the coffin, but we won't disturb them.”
"Brother, he agreed, but he wants us to leave quickly.”
Wang Ming nodded. It seemed that this little Hanba was not just afraid of him.
He directly ordered everyone to start work and move the coffin to the side.
In the beginning, the group of burly men did not dare to step forward, and they hesitated to delay time.
It was only when they discovered that the little ghost really didn't appear that they believed that Wang Ming had already solved the problem.
Although it wasn't a strong killing move, it was still very powerful to scare away the ghosts and make them hide.
Once again, everyone prostrated themselves in Wang Ming's favor.
Even Baldy Zhang, who was suspected to be Wu San, was shocked beyond words. It was simply too unbelievable.
Soon, the few of them carried the coffin to the side and lifted the coffin stone, revealing the dark tunnel below.
Ah Lin looked at this scene in shock and raised her eyebrows.
"Don't tell me you already knew that there was a bandit cave here?”
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