"No, you must be the eldest lady!" Amon said very sincerely, "The eldest lady may not remember your subordinates, but I remember your face and your temperament, and there will be no second person in this world who has such a temperament as you!" ”

Amon said this, as if he had indeed been with the evil king. As outsiders, Mo Zhiyu and Luo Bingqian could only remain silent on this occasion, quietly waiting for Wanwan's reply.

But Wanwan didn't take off her mask, but just said very casually: "Big brother, you really recognize the wrong person, I have also seen the eldest lady, so I can imitate it so similarly." Recognize the reality, big brother, the eldest lady has disappeared, and we don't even know if she is alive or dead. ”

"It seems that the eldest lady still doesn't trust her subordinates." Amon knelt on his knees, straightened his back, straightened his arms and bowed, then opened his hands as if embracing heaven and earth, then shook his sleeves and folded the fingers of his hands above his head, and finally bowed his head, palms on the ground, foreheads on the back of his hands.

This is the highest standard kneeling ceremony that belongs to the Eastern Continent, and now in the Eastern Continent, few people will know such a high-standard etiquette except for the old family accidents.

But who would have thought that the evil sect far away in the Western Continent was inheriting such a set of etiquette.

Wanwan was also shocked to see Amon perform such a set of etiquette, because according to the rules of the evil sect - although the evil sect does not talk much about the rules - but because of the respect of the disciples for the evil king, the men are very cautious about this set of etiquette, except for the evil king and the eldest lady, it is impossible to bow to other people such a big ceremony.

Amon has made such a big gift now, and Wanwan must show something, either by admitting that he is "Wanwan" and accepting it calmly, or by returning the salute with the same specifications.

Wanwan is not as shameless as Mo Zhiyu, and she can't pull this face to pay tribute to Amon, so she can only tear off her mask and say, "Okay, get up!" ”

As soon as Amon looked up and saw Wanwan's real face, he immediately started talking happily and kowtowed a few more times, and then slowly got up.

Then Wanwan said, "Tell me now, I want to know all the secrets here." ”

"Yes." Amon said respectfully, "But this place is too simple, and I would like to ask the eldest lady to move." ”

Wanwan looked around, and the cold breeze outside the window was still pouring in, and she was indeed not suitable for chatting, so she nodded and said, "Lead the way." ”

So Amon respectfully turned around and led the way, and Wanwan followed, and at the same time gave Mo Zhiyu and Luo Bingqian a look, and asked them to follow by themselves.

Soon, the group returned to the hall, bypassed the kitchen, and finally descended from a cellar in the kitchen into a tunnel.

"This is an underground fortress that the king secretly built back then," Amon said as he led the way, "and the king had expected that if the evil sect ceased one day, this would become the last hiding place for our disciples." ”

"This tunnel looks like it is well made, and it is a little old, how come it is thousands of years?" Wanwan looked at the various details of this tunnel, and asked with a straight face, "Why don't I know?" ”

Amon was also embarrassed by the question, but still smiled and said, "Since this place is secret, of course, the less people know about it, the better." This place was called 'Autumn Mound' by the king, which means that he can 'resurrect from the ashes' one day, and when it was established, only a few people guarded it, and these people are the tomb keepers here, which is my family.

Our family has been here for three generations, and I am the fourth generation of grave keepers. ”

"That old man who can play the matouqin is your father, the third-generation grave keeper?" Wanwan continued to ask.

"No, he's just my old servant." Amon said, "My father picked it up in the snow back then, and he was more than ten years younger than me, but he couldn't cultivate, so he grew old very quickly, and I was worried about whether he would be able to survive this harsh winter." When he said this, Amun's eyes were filled with sorrow.

Wanwan felt that this topic was a little heavy, so she immediately asked about another topic: "You said, there are only you tomb keepers here, and there are very few people, but just now in that courtyard, there are a lot of people, how can there be a hundred?" ”

"Oh, they're the ones I picked up." Amon said this, and saluted slightly, "When the king set up the 'Autumn Mound', it was so that we could take in as many people as possible in the evil gate when it was in crisis.

It's just that there are few of us, and it's impossible for us to really go out to find someone in this cold weather. Miss, you also know that after the fall of the evil sect, many people have joined the wind country, and it is impossible for me to check whether they are still central to the evil sect one by one.

So I have to use a stupid solution, which is to wait here. It is the third deserted place in the world after the 'Absolute Ridge' and the Hokuriku Snow Mountain, and it is rarely populated all year round, and only in peacetime there are some adventurers who come here.

But this is the only way to the 'Desperate Ridge', and only the truly desperate will come here. I will observe them first, and then confirm their identity and their loyalty, and then I will recognize them.

So Miss, don't worry, the brothers who can be here are reliable! ”

Wanwan nodded slightly, indicating that she understood, but did not mean more.

At this time, everyone also followed Amon through the long passage, walked through several forks, and finally came to a spacious stone room.

Although Mo Zhiyu was memorizing the road along the way, he found that this place was very cleverly built, and the passages extended in all directions, and if it wasn't for people who had lived here for a long time, it would be really difficult to find a way in and out.

"Miss, please." Amon walked ahead, arranging the cushions at the stone table in the middle of the stone room, and asked Wanwan to sit down.

Since Wanwan is the eldest lady, she is quite a lot of style in the evil sect, so she sat down unceremoniously.

Then Amon invited Mo Zhiyu and Luo Bingqian to take a seat, and he was the last to take a seat.

The teapot on the stone table seems to have been prepared a long time ago, and it is still warmed by the fire, and it is butter tea. Amon poured a glass for everyone present, and then said, "Although Amon's approach is a bit risky, Amon believes that you will definitely come, so Amon doesn't dare to leave for a moment." ”

"How did you know I was coming?" Wanwan held the teacup in her hand and looked at Amon with doubts in her eyes.

"Because the king has said." Amon has a pious look on his face every time he mentions the "evil king".

(End of chapter)