Hua Jincheng stayed here for three days, and after eating in the room in the morning, the butcher came and said that he would take the three of them to the tomb. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hua Jincheng changed into light men's clothes again, and went out with the folding fan in his hand.

The burial chamber is located in the easternmost part of the city, separated from the buildings in the city, like a small place split off, surrounded by trees and lush greenery.

Seven people, including Yan Ding, rode on horseback, and it didn't take long to reach the outside of the tomb.

There are twelve pillars along the road leading to the burial chamber, and there is a low lampstand between the pillars, and next to them are tall trees, and the straight poplars are towering as if they were about to reach into the sky.

Dismount and walk directly in front of the tomb gate.

The tomb door is pitch black, and it is painted with intricate patterns, hooking and hooking, as if it has nothing to do with it, but it also seems to have some relationship, several inconspicuous straight lines are connected, showing the shape of the Big Dipper.

The whole door looks like it has no gaps, and there are no locking rings, as if it grows on the ground.

With the butcher's signal, Yan Ding stepped forward, made a cut on his finger with a knife, and then dripped into the starting point of the Big Dipper.

Seeing this, Hua Jincheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the blood line outlining the entire pattern.

Yan Ding took his finger into his mouth, took a few steps back, and after a few breaths, the door was Kerala with a bang, and a passage was split in the middle.

The stairs spread down, and it was dark with no end in sight.

The butcher made two torches, one for himself and the other for Bai Gong, he nodded and several people walked in.

A very simple burial chamber.

When you go down the stairs, it's an empty space.

In the middle is a one-meter-high platform with a coffin on it, but the coffin lid is placed next to it, Hua Jincheng took a look, and there was nothing empty inside.

"There's no other way anymore, we've been here many times, but we never know what's going on."

The butcher explained.

"Aren't there any candles here?" Hua Jincheng asked.

"Second brother." The butcher commanded.

Chili took out the fire fold and slowly lit the candles in the tomb.

Everywhere there was light, and the places that were covered in darkness were revealed.

As the butcher said, everywhere is painted with that intricate pattern.

Hua Jincheng squatted down, his fingers slicing over those patterns, familiar and unfamiliar.

The things that Mo Xiantian took back from the east, as well as the similar lines on the bow, seemed to have found a home here.

The patterns here seem to be numerous, but they are all infinite repetitions and variations of patterns, and Hua Jincheng finally thought of where he had seen that kind of thing.

It is something that my mother often embroiders, and it is also a small tripod, a small thing that can be held in the palm of my hand, which is my mother's treasure, and it is her most noble dowry, but even my father does not know that thing exists.

"Young girl, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Hua Jincheng got up, "It's a little familiar, but it still needs to be taken a good look." Boss, let's come back tomorrow. She turned around and walked out, several people looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, and left with Hua Jincheng.

Bai Gong and Bai Liang didn't ask much about this matter.

The night was dark, dark clouds covered the moon, and in the middle of the night, there was silence in the streets, even in the house, and there were no people patrolling the yard.

Two shadows flashed out of the night, and fell from the city, and disappeared into the darkness, heading straight for the outside of the valley.

A faint light lit up, and several children immediately woke up, and a smile appeared on their faces when they saw someone coming, "Little Brother Ding." ”

"Well, wake them up, let's leave now." Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Yan Ding slowly exhaled a breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Leave, where are you going?" The boy asked, confused.

"Don't ask too much questions yet, in short, wake people up first." Yan Ding took a few steps forward, looking at the sleeping sweet, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Time is running out." A man walked in from outside the door, his clothes a little dirty, stained with dirt and leaves.

"Let's go." Yan Ding gritted his teeth and woke everyone up, and a group of half-grown children took advantage of the night to leave the place where they had lived for several years.

They had not gone far when torches lit their way.

Yan Ding hurriedly asked people to stop, and then the firelight looked at the man on the horse.

"Butcher!" He gritted his teeth, and his hatred was awe-inspiring.

"Yan Ding, where are you going?" The butcher looked down at the man, and his breath was cold.

Yan Ding didn't say a word.

"Little Ding." A few of the children were a little scared.

"Big boss, the night is very good, will you also come out to see the night?" Bai Gong walked out slowly, and the dark clouds that covered the moon slowly moved away, revealing the original appearance of the moon.

"Mr. Bai is also in a good mood, don't you think about your two friends?"

"I think the big boss should be thinking about himself now." Bai Gong said with a smile, "My little sister once said a sentence about the big boss. ”

"What?"

"My little sister said that the face of the big boss does not look like a ruthless person." Bai Gong said, "Didn't Yan Ding tell you this?" ”

The butcher's face changed slightly, "What else do you know?" ”

"The butcher, formerly known as Zhao Qiang, was originally from Lianqing County, Jining Prefecture, because the murderer fled and has not been caught.

"Who the hell are you?" The butcher's nerves were highly tense, his identity was unknown to two people, including the poisonous scorpion, and this person who had only been with him for a few days could tell where he came from.

"My surname is Bai." Bai Gong raised his head, obviously his eyes were not bright, but the butcher subconsciously avoided his gaze.

But then he reacted, "Surname Bai? Bai family, you are the Bai family'......"

"I'm from the Bai family." Bai Gong nodded.

"So, that Bai Liang ......"

"He is the head of the Bai family, Bai Liang, although our Bai family said that it has declined, but it has not yet reached the point where everyone does not know, but I didn't expect you to have heard of Bai Liang, which surprised me, what? Have you met the Bai family? Or have you received the favor of the Bai family, or the Bai family has received your favor? Bai Gong touched his chin, a little strange.

The butcher's eyes lowered and he clenched the reins, "So, that Tsing Yi is also a fake, right?" ”

"No, but compared to the identity of the young master of the Qing family, her real identity is much more noble, the reputation of the Qing family in the border city of Dajin and outside the border is really louder than the reputation in Dajin, all the sand bandits and mountain bandits dare not easily deal with the people of the Qing family." Bai Gong said, "I'm very curious, how did the Qing family do this. ”

The butcher was silent, and after a few breaths, a strong killing intent appeared on his face.

"What if you're from the Bai family? Are you sure you alone can hold back so many of us? ”

He slowly pulled out the broadsword, the scar on his face looked hideous under the reflection of the firelight, and the bright broadsword flew straight towards Bai Gong with a cold killing intent, straight to the person's chest. (To be continued.) )