Merchant of the Underworld

Upon hearing this, the T-shirt man and I were stunned.

This old man actually knows my name!

Who is he?

Could it be that he also knows the secret that grandpa has hidden in me, and wants something like the ghost sects in Longquan Villa?

"I guess..." Seeing that both of us were silent, the little girl stretched out a little finger and thought for a moment, then pointed at me and said, "It's you."

"Why?" I had spoken to her before at the blood pool, and I folded the paper crane in her hand. Compared to the man in the t-shirt, I am more familiar with him, and I feel a sense of intimacy with him now that he is so close.

This feeling is very strange, as if it is not born from my mind, but from an instinct in my body.

"Because your blood is more fragrant." The little girl shook the paper crane. On the left wing of the paper crane, there was blood that I accidentally rubbed on it.

"Fragranter?" This adjective is very strange, and I couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." The little girl nodded seriously: "Your blood smells so good, it must be delicious."

As he said this, he actually swallowed subconsciously.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but shudder and took a step back.

"Don't be afraid." When the little girl saw my face change slightly, she shook her little hand guiltily and hurriedly explained: "Grandpa stopped letting me drink blood a long time ago. Now I only eat brains."

She might as well not explain!

"Uh, no, no..." She seemed to realize that what she said was not quite right, and shook her little hand again, but she didn't know how to say it more clearly, so she simply waved her hands and said, "Anyway, I don't want to eat living people. "Then, continue walking forward.

The man in the T-shirt and I both had black lines on our faces.

Drink human blood, eat brains, not living people anymore.

This, what exactly is this little girl...

Suddenly, I remembered an extremely terrifying possibility.

Is she a vaginal child?

Before and after the Qin Dynasty, alchemy was the most popular period. It is said that after every alchemist died, a pair of boys and girls were buried with him.

The method of burial was extremely cruel: the child was hung up, a small hole was made from the top of the head, then hot lead water was slowly poured in, and finally the holes around the body were sealed with mercury.

These children are all voluntarily sacrificed by their biological parents, and they also have to check their birth dates and choose from all kinds of choices! It is said that in this way, one can become an immortal along with the alchemist and become an immortal immediately. Not only can he be reborn, but he can also benefit his family and relatives.

Although the theory of Yin Tong is recorded in "Dan Wen Guang Ji", no one has ever actually discovered it.

Most people think this is just a rumor, but in fact, no one has ever unearthed any tomb of an alchemist from the Pre-Qin period.

This little girl looks to be only five or six years old, but her strength is so amazing, and the ice energy on her body is so strong, it reminds me of this ancient legend.

And if the little girl is really a yin child, the old man in gray robe...

I shivered suddenly and didn't dare to think about it any more.

But I have been entangled by Pless's Box, and the only thing that can save me is the Sword of Dusk, which is most likely in the hands of the old man.

Besides, I still have an extremely important mission to shoulder, so I can't just die like this.

When I thought of this, I immediately lost my fear and followed the little girl forward.

The man in the T-shirt had a gloomy look on his face and held the Eight-faced Han Sword tightly.

The inside of the stone chamber is also bright red, and the walls are inlaid with countless dense and strange lines, all made of gold. The golden color is very eye-catching.

In the middle, there is a lotus platform that is as tall as two people. Hundreds of gems of various colors are inlaid on the platform and below, emitting extremely bright light.

In the center of the lotus platform sits a person, or rather a skeleton.

The skeleton was extremely tall. Even when sitting, it was almost as tall as an ordinary person.

The pitch-black skin tightly wrapped the skeleton, and two unusually human fangs stuck out of his lips. The whole person looked particularly ferocious, like a vampire.

The clothes on the skeleton have long been weathered, and it is only covered by a red brocade cassock studded with gold threads.

A long white jade tube as thick as a fist was inserted deeply into his heart, and the other end was buried under the lotus platform.

It seems that the guesses of the T-shirt man and I were indeed correct. This guy is the founding master of the Yin Buddha Sect: the Great Dream Ghost Tathagata.

Diagonally opposite the skeleton, an old man in gray robes sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His hair was gray and his beard was gray. There was an old black tree root in front of his knees, and a rusty broad-bladed sword was placed diagonally in front of him.

Could this be the Sword of Twilight?

"Grandpa, they are here." The little girl ran up to the stage and said coquettishly, grabbing the old man's sleeve.

The old man opened his eyes, looked at me, nodded slightly and said, "Well, it's very much like Yaoyang when he was young, only less arrogant and more profound."

"Do you know my grandfather?" I asked half surprised and half delighted.

Since he knew my grandfather, he was probably a friend.

Since the Sword of Dusk is in his hand, it is easy to lift the Curse of the Pulus Box on me, and then he will lead us to escape from the ancient tomb, and maybe he will give me two good things...

But the old man glared at me: "If someone asks you if you know Mr. Dong in a few decades, what will you say?"

I was immediately blinded, and the beautiful fantasy I had just had disappeared.

He actually used me and Mr. Dong to compare his relationship with grandpa?

In other words...he and his grandfather were enemies back then?

The man in the T-shirt heard this, took a step forward, and stood in front of me.

"Hmph! You still want to protect him? You're far from it." The old man snorted coldly, then raised his hand slightly, and the sword held tightly by the man in the T-shirt flew out with a swish. The sound pierced deeply into the stone slab above the hall, reaching the hilt of the sword!

The eight-sided Han Sword of the man in the t-shirt had long been connected to his heart, but was it snatched away by the old man in a flash?

Although we both knew for a long time that the old man was definitely not simple, we never thought that he would be so terrifying! I have only seen this kind of cultivation in Bald-tailed Old Li, and that is the supreme god level.

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