It wasn't until the evening that I felt the nerves in my heart relax a little.

That night, I woke up and stumbled out the window to see the dappled moonlight shining on the table inside.

I don't know if it's one o'clock in the morning, or what time it is.

Then his scalp tingled, as he heard the familiar gentle cough sound coming from outside the door again.

This voice is enough to be remembered once heard once, it is Sun Jingshui! 100% it's him.

The drowsiness disappeared instantly, and I sat up directly.

Wu Jinghan next to him was still sleeping deeply, and at this moment, I even suspected that when he came to me that night, Wu Jinghan and the receptionist on duty downstairs - and even the guests of the entire hotel at that time were asleep.

Everything is made by Sun Jingshui!

Is he a man or a man? Or the devil!

Gently helped Wu Jing cover the quilt, then put on her shoes and rushed out of the door.

Sun Jingshui was standing outside the door, looking at me with a smile on his face.

At this time, the whole hotel is also quiet, I don't believe that under normal circumstances, someone comes to the second floor of the guest room, and the staff of the whole hotel does not know.

It must be some kind of magic he used!

I hurriedly asked, "What?" Do you have to go tonight? And...... And just the two of us? ”

After speaking, I noticed that Sun Jingshui was carrying a black travel bag on his back in addition to the different expression on his face and before.

It looks heavy.

"Everyone else is waiting on the edge of the Yellow River!"

Sun Jingshui's voice was also soothing than before.

"This ...... Will this take a long time? ”

I'm a little worried, and I'm still hesitant, whether I need to tell Wu Jinghan about this, let's talk about it! I'm afraid that she will be worried, what if she is also clamoring to go.

Don't talk about it!

I am worried that this trip to the underworld will take too long, and Wu Jinghan will be even more worried.

As far as I know, the time in the underworld and the time in the yang world are inconsistent, isn't there such a saying, "One day in the cave, a thousand years in the world." ”

The story of the Rotten Ke people has been passed down for thousands of years.

If I come back from the underworld, Wu Jinghan has become a gray-haired old lady, and it will be over.

So it's better to figure it out.

Sun Jingshui smiled slightly: "If you hurry up, maybe you can come back before dawn." ”

This came as a surprise to me.

"So fast?"

"It's not that it's fast or slow—when you come out of the underworld, you'll understand."

"That's fine!"

The two of them rushed to the Yellow River in the north of the city.

Sun Jingshui was very fast, and I almost used all my strength to barely keep up with him.

When I came to the edge of the Yellow River in one breath, I saw a boat parked by the river from a distance, and there were several people standing next to the boat.

Seeing the appearance of these people, I was surprised again.

Two were dressed in ancient striped clothes, and the other two were even more strangely dressed, they turned out to be coarse cloth Tang clothes, and the beards of these two people hung down to their chests.

The four of them are all old men, and they all look older than Sun Jingshui.

"They're all inkers in your mouth, and you've probably heard their names."

When I was more than ten meters away, Sun Jingshui slowed down and whispered beside me.

Have I heard their names? It shouldn't be possible! Where do I know the Ink Writer?

In a flash, the man himself came to them.

My gaze swept over their faces again, and finally fixed on the face of an old man with a long beard.

He smiled at me too, and in an instant, there were countless pairs of thin skin on a face that was already full of wrinkles.

"Do you know who he is?"

Sun Jingshui seemed to see through what I was thinking, and asked me with a smile.

"I don't know—I haven't seen ...... before," I replied, shaking my head.

A few people looked at me and laughed.

"Little brother, you don't know me, but I know you, and I know everything you've done over the years."

The old man spoke, his voice loud.

"Oh?"

I was shocked by these words, but I didn't doubt that Sun Jingshui even knew the number of times Wu Jinghan and I that night, and the specific time of each time, which showed that they had this ability.

"My name is Liu Bowen!"

The old man began to introduce himself.

Liu Bowen - also surnamed Liu? Maybe many years ago, we were still a family!

What? Liu Bowen...... How can it have the same name as Liu Bowen, who assisted Zhu Yuanzhang in unifying the world in the early Ming Dynasty, it should be a coincidence!

According to Zhu Yuanzhang's era, it has been more than 700 years, and although this old man looks quite old, it should not be 700 years old.

Liu Bowen's name is actually Liu Ji, he is proficient in astronomy, the art of war, mathematics, etc., and is especially good at poetry. The poems are simple and eloquent, and there is no shortage of works that criticize the corruption of the rulers and sympathize with the sufferings of the people.

Assisted Zhu Yuanzhang to fight the world and put forward the nine-character policy of "building a high wall, collecting grain, and slowly becoming the king".

He was also the only one among several important ministers in the early Ming Dynasty who was able to die well.

It is said that Liu Bowen's ancient tomb rushed to make all the tomb robbers in the world cowardly.

In addition, he is also a literary scholar, and is known as the "Three Masters of Poetry and Literature in the Early Ming Dynasty" along with Song Lian and Gao Qi.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked: "Your old name is the same as Liu Ji of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Actually, I asked tentatively.

I remember that when Director Qin disappeared for the first time, we saw Liu Bowen's name on the computer he used.

Later, I learned that Liu Bowen also belonged to the ink master.

Liu Bowen smiled: "As far as I know, only I have this name, I assisted Zhu Yuanzhang at the beginning, this matter ...... This matter has been passed down by later generations. ”

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and I trembled all over, and my scalp felt like it was being electrified.

"Who are you?"

"That's right! I am the Liu Bowen you think I am. ”

The other three old men also began to introduce themselves, and I trembled even more when I heard this.

"Little brother, you should have heard my name - Yuan Tiangang."

"I'm Li Chunfeng!"

"And me, my name brother may not have heard of it, my name is Nalan Xingde."

At this moment, words can no longer express the level of shock in my heart.

Are they all ancients? Two from the Tang Dynasty, one from the Ming Dynasty and one from the Qing Dynasty.

This is not a TV series.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were both ministers of the humerus in the Tang Dynasty's Wu Zetian era, and they were proficient in yin and yang techniques, I had heard of them a long time ago - Nalan Xingde, I also know it!

He was a first-class guard with a knife during the Qianlong period, and in addition to being good at leading troops to fight, he was also a famous poet.

The phrase "a trip to the mountain, a trip to the water......" is not his masterpiece!

It is said that he was still the illegitimate son of Emperor Qianlong, but he died young, which made Lord Qianlong very sad.

"You...... You are Nalan Xingde during the Qianlong period? ”

I was a little flustered.

"Is there a second Nalan Sex in the world?" He also smiled with double eyelids.

"You...... Didn't you die? ”

At this moment, I can't care so much, so I just ask if I want to ask.

"Death? If in your mind, a few of us would have died long ago - we chose to die because the mission had been accomplished and there was no longer any meaning left. ”

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng assisted Wu Zetian, thus indirectly causing the Tang Dynasty to decline.

Liu Bowen assisted Zhu Yuanzhang in establishing the Ming Dynasty, thus ending the decades-long war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

Nalan Xingde doesn't seem to have done anything except leave a few popular poems!

"I would venture to ask, what was your task at that time!"

"Help Qianlong delay the fall of the Qing Dynasty, if it weren't for me, the Qing Dynasty would have changed its dynasty by the early days of Qianlong."

"Ahh But...... But that's not what the history books say? ”

"I did something that no one knew about at the time, so there is no record in the official history."

"What's the matter?"

"Killed the leaders of several tribes that threatened the Qing Dynasty at that time, so that they no longer had the ability to threaten the Qing Dynasty."

No way! And what's going on?