Chapter 542: The Secret of the Ink Man
Sun Jingshui does not deny it, nor does he admit it, in fact, it is a tacit acquiescence.
I would never have thought that the old man in front of him, who didn't look amazing and was physically weak, turned out to be the ink man who killed and strangled more than 20 Yellow River credit knife people a few days ago.
"You...... What are you going to do to us? ”
Horrified, I panicked.
"If I were to do anything to you, I am afraid you would not be able to do anything for a long time."
The old man's words were understated, but they were extremely intimidating, and they gave me the impression of four words: irresistible.
"Are you really going to take us away?"
Wang Shengjia behind him asked tremblingly.
Sun Jingshui nodded again: "Let's go!" You shouldn't come here, and you shouldn't come again. ”
After saying that, Sun Jingshui turned around and walked in one direction, regardless of whether we followed or not.
I pulled Wang Shengjia and Xiao He with both hands at the same time, meaning to hurry up and keep up, this may be the only chance to survive.
The old man walked with a light body, not so much walking, but the whole person floating forward.
"Grandpa Sun—can I ask something?"
After walking a few steps, I dared to ask.
"Ask!"
Sun Jingshui didn't look back, just replied casually.
"You...... Are you really Sun Ruyue's grandfather? But...... But didn't you disappear more than a decade ago? ”
Sun Jingshui still replied without looking back: "That's right! I am Ru Yue's own grandfather, and I left them more than ten years ago, too...... It's also a last resort. ”
"That'...... So how did you become an inker? ”
"I've been an inkman for many years...... I can't remember exactly how many years...... Remember...... I remember the last time someone asked me about this, it seemed to be a few years of the Republic of China, and that year there was a madman named Zhang Xun who wanted to lead 5,000 pigtailed soldiers to restoration. ”
"Zhang Xun?"
"As a result, we had to go out and send him back to his hometown."
"But...... But that was a hundred years ago! ”
Hearing the message behind the old man's words, my heart pounded to my throat.
"Like! Time doesn't mean much to me, to us. ”
"I would venture to ask, ...... How old are you? ”
"Age? It's a complicated question, probably ...... It should - I can't remember. ”
What do you mean? Could it be that he is more than 100 years old?
Strike while the iron is hot: "More than ten years ago, why did you suddenly leave home?" Yours...... Your granddaughter Ru Yue has always been thinking about you......"
"I know – I've gotten used to it over the years. In fact...... In fact, although they couldn't see me, I always paid attention to their father and son, and I knew almost everything they had been through over the years. ”
This is also very informative and intriguing.
"Grandpa Sun...... You...... You're the Ink One, so how did you end up here, and there's that corpse that's exactly like you...... What the hell is going on? ”
Sun Jingshui was silent for a moment: "The purpose of my coming is to take you away, as for the dry corpse you said." He stopped suddenly, turned around and pointed at the copied Xiao He, "Just like her appearance, it's another me." ”
"You're guarding this cavern and not letting anyone in?"
Sun Jingshui continued to turn around and walked forward.
"To be precise, it's the Ink Artist who wants to protect this place, and I'm just one of them—this space doesn't belong to your world, so we Ink Masters have to protect it."
"This space? Over here...... What the hell is this place? "The doubts in my heart were overwhelming, and I almost yelled out.
"You don't have to ask about this, and I won't say it, I can only tell you...... This place has a great mystical power, and it is the source of all life in the world, and it can also be the disaster that destroys the whole world. ”
"So ......"
I had just spoken, but this time I was interrupted by Sun Jingshui waving his hand.
"Alright! I can only answer your last question one more time, and I'll talk about it when you're ready. ”
I nodded and spoke again: "How many ink masters are there in the world now?" ”
"It's not that I don't want to answer, it's that I don't know the answer either—the level is not enough, because ...... Because we have strict rules, we can't ask each other for news, and we must hide our identities and hide in the market. ”
Before Sun Jingshui finished speaking, I saw an irregular prototype bright circle in the distance, and after a few glances, I suddenly realized that it was the exit of the mine.
"Grandpa Sun—"
As soon as I was excited, I casually said, but look at Sun Jingshui again, where are there still people!
"Bright light! Be...... Is it an export? ”
"Yes! We can get out - great! ”
"Huh? Grandchild...... Old man Sun! Wang Shengjia looked ahead in surprise, then turned around and looked around, "Huh? Xiao He—"
I also noticed that there was only one Xiao He at this time, and she was looking at us with a flashlight.
"What about her—"
After Xiao He understood why the two of us were surprised, he was also confused.
"Probably...... Probably was taken away by Sun Jingshui, she doesn't belong to our world, so this incident should not have happened! ”
Xiao He and Wang Shengjia nodded, and the three of them strode towards the light.