Chapter 687: Shura Hall's Lair

Liu He looked at the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

The black-robed man behind him said coldly, "Are you still thinking about Fajie coming to save you?" ”

Liu He, who was drenched, turned around, shook his head with a wry smile, and said softly: "This rain has been falling for three days, and it is getting heavier and heavier, I am afraid that when I go to his grave, you, the master, will blame me." ”

The figure of the black-robed man stagnated slightly, staring at the back of the person leading the way in front of his head for a long time, but did not make a sound.

When Liu He walked to Ding Zhan's grave and turned around to look, he was surprised to find that the black-robed man had changed his mask at some point, and the blood red had turned into pure white like snow.

Liu He remembered that Xiao Yu'er had said that her master's three-color mask, and Liu He was even more sure that the person in front of him was Ding Zhan and Xiao Yu'er's master, but he was not sure what made the black-robed man change his mood in such a short period of time.

According to Xiao Yu'er, her master has three masks, which are black, white, and red.

Black means that everything is fine, as long as they see the master wearing a black mask, the two of them will not be punished too severely if they do anything out of the ordinary.

If the Master is wearing a white mask, then they have to be honest, because once they anger the Master, they will have to think about it for at least ten days.

And that red mask has always been Xiao Yu'er's most terrifying memory since she was a child, because once she wears that red mask, it means that the master will not only become moody, but also kill people unscrupulously.

The black-robed man who had been wearing a red mask since he appeared, suddenly changed the mask to white, which made Liu He puzzled, but he could feel more at ease, at least the old monster with outstanding martial arts would not kill people easily.

Maybe it was because he came to the grave of his apprentice, so he didn't want to kill again, Liu He found a reason for this matter that he thought was reasonable, and at the same time retreated to the side, giving up the best position to the black-robed man.

The black-robed man walked to the grave and stared at the inscription on the tombstone for a long time, Liu He also stood quietly for a long time, he didn't go to explain to the black-robed man why there was no name on the tombstone, and he didn't think this explanation had any meaning, in case he angered the old monster again, it would be more than worth the loss.

After about a stick of incense, the black-robed man suddenly said for no reason, "I've been looking for it for so long, but I didn't expect it to be right under my nose." ”

Liu He turned the black-robed man's words over and pondered it several times, but he didn't figure out any way, let alone ask, so he simply continued to pretend to be dumb on the side, and let the black-robed man sigh in front of his apprentice's grave.

However, the black-robed man didn't seem to be the kind of person who dragged mud and water, and he was not as emotional as Liu He, so he only said this sentence in front of Ding Zhan's grave, and then turned away.

After taking a few steps, the man in black turned around and said in a softer tone that had never been seen before, "You come with me, and I will take you to meet someone." ”

It's just that this tone is not as commanding as before, and even has a bit of kindness, but it makes Liu He feel a sense of shock, and when the black-robed man turned around, Liu He clearly saw that the mask on the other party's face was blood-red again.

The steepness of the mountain road in Yizhou will always exceed imagination, and following the black-robed man over several dangerous peaks that even the mountain people will not easily touch, Liu He finally understood why the world's number one killer leader who walked in front of him set up his nest in Yizhou, a southwest place far away from the Central Plains.

It is impossible for this kind of place to send troops to encircle and suppress on a large scale, only masters in the real sense can set foot in this dangerous place, and I am afraid that there will be no more than a hundred such masters in the world, and most of them will not be full of food and run here to fight against a guy who kills people without blinking, and the notorious Shura Hall on the rivers and lakes can still get away with it, in addition to the cruel and prohibitive means, occupying this easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain is also a very important reason.

The reason why Liu He thought that this small plain hidden in the valley was the lair of the Shura Hall was because he actually saw a building similar to an ancestral hall here, which was impossible to see in the hiding place of the broken temple outside the wilderness before, not to mention that he couldn't imagine that any family would build an ancestral hall in such a place.

The only explanation is that the building in front of him, which looks like an ancestral hall, can only be made by those guys who kill people without blinking, but Liu He feels that this is what is even more unacceptable.

He had seen with his own eyes how the Shura Hall killers treated their companions, even among the twelve killers of the Shura Hall, none of them would come to the rescue at the moment of life and death, and it was a big joke that the Shura Hall, which even turned a blind eye to the death of his companions in front of his eyes, would have an ancestral hall to commemorate the dead.

However, what made Liu He stunned was that when he walked into the house, there were really countless spiritual seats, and there were several names that looked very familiar on them, especially Yuan Lang who Liu He met when he first tasted the taste of the Heavenly Descending Realm, and his name also appeared on a tablet.

Liu He immediately realized that this might be due to the tradition of the gang, and he heard that the more reputable the gang, the more he cared about these rules, and in Liu He's opinion, it was nothing more than using these rules to bind those disciples in the gang who were not very moral.

You don't want to talk about morality, but you have to believe in retribution, right? It is estimated that the Shura Hall Master also thinks the same way.

The black-robed man didn't seem to mind Liu He's reaction very much, this killer leader who was enough to make any gang leader on the rivers and lakes sleepless all night may have long been accustomed to being looked at in this way.

He walked to a tablet and said to Liu He: "This is the spiritual seat I set up for Ding Zhan, if you want, you can put a stick of incense here, and then I will take you to meet someone." ”

Liu He looked upright, walked to the incense burner, picked up three incense sticks, lit them and bowed solemnly three times in front of Ding Zhan's spiritual seat, inserted the incense into the incense burner, just about to turn around, thought about it, turned around again, concocted the same method, and bowed three times in front of Yuan Lang's spiritual seat.

The black-robed man asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to worship him?" ”

Liu He said with a smile: "Ding Zhan said before he died that this Yuan Lang is his junior brother. Since you saw it, I stopped by to say goodbye, and at that time I also thought that among the few people you sent, he was still pleasing to the eye. ”

The black-robed man couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly feel a trace of displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't send so many people at all, and an ordinary official is not worth my doing, someone faked my order at that time." ”