When the ten-year limit comes, do we really want to be like our ancestors, our skin is dissolved, our faces are covered with blood and sweat, and finally our skin and flesh are separated, and we will become a bloody corpse without skin and rampant in the world?

It's so horrible that I don't even dare to think about it anymore. All of this came so suddenly! It seems that if you want to hide, you can't hide, and for this time, you can only face it bravely!

If you want to talk about this, the ten-year Gu Oath Covenant is not long, and it is not short to say that it is short! You have to plan it well.

Regarding the descendants of the Nine Gates mentioned in the Wordless Book of Heaven, Grandpa once met with them when he was young. should also roughly know their current specific situation, as long as they pry out their whereabouts from grandpa's mouth, and then call my brainless comrade-in-arms, take Huo Tianqi's livestock, and lead the living history book Yun Jingjing, you can go together and take a trip to the Nine Desperate Realms!

No matter where it is, ten years! They must be found within ten years. This is not only to give an explanation to the ancestors, but more importantly, to save the innocent people from suffering!

Xingmi Gu, wordless heavenly book, nine Xuan inscriptions. Since the evil gods in these objects insist on summoning me Zhao Erdou, then I, Zhao Erdou, am not a coward! I want to see what secret you have hidden in such a big set!

Thinking of this, I opened the ancestor's Qiankun plate, bit my finger, and dripped two drops of blood on it.

According to the old order, this is called dripping blood to confess the Lord. I hope that after this thing is separated from the ancestors, it will be able to continue to play its role in my hands.

After the Qiankun Panxue Sacrifice was opened, a line of small characters suddenly appeared on the mirror: 1208 AD, the first year of Jiading in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the year of Wuchen in the lunar calendar.

The silver words flashed with golden light, and then I saw a pot of "Tufuzi", wandering in the western part of the Himalayas, in the hinterland of the snow-capped mountains at the northern foothills. It is the birthplace of the Brahmaputra River, known as the end of the world, the Jemayangzong Glacier.

A pot is a code word, and the meaning is similar to that of a gang. There are a total of four people as standard, according to the current words, they are the "palm" of the team leader, the "pot" of the boss, the "legs" of the technician and the "hard work".

There is an old man in his fifties in the pot, his name is Zhu Jianye, that is, the old ghost Zhu written in our family tree!

He is one of the "pots" of this sand mining team, responsible for all the expenses of the people in the pot during the inverted bucket, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, as well as the purchase of inverted bucket utensils and equipment.

Zhu Laogui put his hands on the pergola, put it on his forehead and looked around, turned to the "palm eye" behind him and said: "Master Yan, you have a far-reaching move, and you are a big top." You can see, let's stand on this boundary, is it the county chronicle, the direction where the big bucket is located. ”

I took a closer look at the head of Yan in the mouth of Zhu Laogui, even now, even a handsome person like me has to admire the ancestors when he was young, he is really dignified and heroic!

At that time, the ancestors were just in their early thirties. As early as a few years ago, with his years of experience in inverted fighting, he compiled a "Qimen Dividing Gold and Shaking the Dragon", and became famous and founded Yanshamen.

The ancestors not only have deep attainments in dividing gold and digging holes, searching for dragons and exploring tombs, but also have super antiquities identification ability, which can be regarded as the soul of this pot of people.

The ancestor took a look, and he knew that Zhu Lao Ghost was praising himself for his good vision and clear vision, and his professional skills in feng shui were high. At the moment, he was not modest, looked at the trend of the mountain, and replied to the old ghost: "The Yellow River is bent in the nine bends of the river, the branches split the veins and go vertically and horizontally, the north, the south, the west and the east are the four factions, the qi and blood hooks are connected with the water, the northwest Kongtong is tens of thousands of miles, and the east enters the three rivers for the underworld." The county chronicles are right, according to the mountain, there is indeed a big fight in this area, and in my opinion, the entrance is near here! ”

When the old ghost Zhu heard this, he immediately shouted at the "legs" and "suffering" of the coolies, took off the equipment he was carrying, and after setting the direction according to the guidance of the ancestors, he began to round his arms and make a hole in the robbery. In the interval between digging the hole, Zhu Lao Ghost did not forget to bargain with my ancestors.

"Master Yan, look at the old beard, alas! After doing this, the old man planned to stop fighting and no longer come out to patrol the mountains and fight. ”

"Look at the rules we set before, can we change them! The life play in this tomb, let's not be five or five points, how about three or seven open? You should send back your kindness and donate some coffin money to the old man! ”

The ancestor glanced at Old Ghost Zhu, his facial expression was obviously a little displeased, and replied to him: "Master Zhu, if you say that, it will be a bit unauthentic!" The molecular money of the pot, I don't have a big son missing, why should I have to share two percent less in this life? ”

"Besides, in this chaotic year, if you can have a regular business and earn a few silver ingots for a living, who wants to go here to beg for food with the dead!"

"Heh, Master Yan is laughing, who doesn't know that Master Yan has a big business, except for the side business of divination and feng shui, which master has just come out of the pot to play, dare not go through the hands of Master Yan!"

"This hard work in and out, and the silver ingots earned, are enough to harvest the old and decrepit bucket for half a lifetime, and I don't really care about the gains and losses of this pot!"

"Master Zhu! What do you mean by that? I'm stupid, but I don't understand a little! Could it be that you have changed your mind and want to monopolize it? ”

"Humph! How dare you, how dare you! ”

The ancestor saw that Old Ghost Zhu's face was a little ugly, and there were some taboos at the moment! This inverted fight is unevenly divided, and big fights abound, and a few murder cases are naturally commonplace!

But now his identity and status are different, if he really stumbles in this pot, then once it spreads, the reputation he has worked hard to accumulate will be greatly reduced.

So the ancestor skillfully changed the conversation and replied to Old Ghost Zhu: "E'er, let's do it, Master Zhu!" Since you have opened Chrysostom, I, Zhao Yanchu, can't help but buy your face. Wait a while to get to the tomb, if there is really something good, I will remember you to pick first, and pick the rest to me, how about it? ”

Before Old Ghost Zhu could speak, a bitter shout came from the thief cave: "Master Yan, Master Zhu!" There may be a grave wall dug up ahead, so let's take a look! ”

When the ancestor heard this, he bent down and entered the thief's cave. Old Ghost Zhu followed closely behind, grabbed the ancestor and said: "Master Yan's words are true, and what he just said can't be reversed!" ”

"Hmph, look at what you're saying! I, Zhao Yanchu, speak and never break my word! ”

After the ancestor finished speaking, he bowed down and made a gesture of please. Old Ghost Zhu hugged his fists, borrowed a cat's waist, and walked towards the depths of the thief cave.

The two of them came to the side of the thief cave one after the other. The ancestor stepped forward and touched the curtain wall, then took out a probe and knocked on the stone wall, and the sound was very dull.

He touched it carefully with his hand again, and felt that something was wrong, the stone wall in front of him did not look like a tomb wall.

The ancestor frowned and thought for a long time, and only said one word: "chisel".

"Chisel?"

After hearing this, Old Ghost Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and asked: "The age of the tomb is not clear, and the records in the county records are also very vague, will there be any problems if you dig it rashly?" Besides, the stone wall of this curtain wall is extremely hard, if this is chiseled, then when will it have to be chiseled! ”