Boom!

With the sudden ringing of this dull bell, we carried Zhang Che's body into the inner courtyard, and in order to prevent accidents, we buried his body on the spot. There is no basis for the envelope left by the monk, and the whereabouts of Xuanyuan Sword have been found.

I slowly opened the envelope, and in addition to an ancient map, there were three pages of the monk's masterpiece.

"Fellow Daoist, when you see this letter, I'm afraid that Lao Qu has already gone to the West Heaven to see the Buddha, in fact, I have long expected death, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly, and the end of Nanshan will not be peaceful, Lao Ga's only wish before he died is to invite the descendants of the Zhu family to help Lao Qu a favor, this is a reluctant invitation, Xuanyuan Sword should be a reward. I hope that Daoyou will not live up to the hard work of the old man. "I can't say a monk, every sentence is said very appropriately, so that people can't refuse at all. I continued on the next two pages.

It didn't matter, it really shocked me, "Sure enough, everything is controlled by someone behind the scenes!" ”

"What's wrong with your kid, I'm shocked, my face is so pale!" Chuang Ye was a little suspicious, snatched the envelope in my hand, and just read a few lines. His face became extremely solemn.

"In the land of legends, the four great lords, all forces, gathered on the high seas, not only for the apricot yellow flag and Wu Zixu to beat the corpse, more news came, the leader behind the Christie's auction house this time is the British Morgan consortium, and the fundamental reason is to impose sanctions on China." Chuang Ye read this paragraph, his face changed greatly, if we continue to follow it, it won't be long before our previous plan will be all in vain.

"It's true that the problem has reached the point where it has to be accelerated." Liu Dongming frowned slightly, and his voice did not fall. A white dove landed on him, from the dove. He found a map with detailed locations, all marked.

"In Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead, it seems that there is no monk, and the Xuanyuan sword is handed over to the caretaker of the tomb of the living dead, and this matter is getting more and more complicated. Qingtianyang is dead, the thief emperor can't come out, and the whole rivers and lakes are upside down. It is bound to usher in a new bloody storm. "I subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and I could imagine the corpses and bones all over the field, the kind of scene that made people feel like their scalps were numb.

After dealing with the affairs of the inner courtyard, we followed the guidance on the map and found the room located before the monk sat down, but suddenly found that in the room where the monk fell, there was a secret passage to go elsewhere, and there were three of us. After successfully getting out, I found that I had entered the deepest part of Zhongnan Mountain.

"This should be the tomb of the living dead that the monk said, so it seems that this place is picturesque, high mountains and flowing waters, extremely quiet, it is a fairyland on earth, and it is the best place to retreat." Liu Dongming couldn't help but sigh for a while, he was still more or less resistant to this place, after all, this place, although the scenery is picturesque, the mountains and rivers are high. The scenery is pleasant, but it gives us a feeling of extreme danger, and at this time, the three of us can suddenly remember something.

The tomb of the living dead, that is, this place, is very dangerous, sure enough, when we reacted, a sharp arrow whistled past my ears, and then from the grass not far away, came out of the grass at the ear at the ear, the oldest girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, her name is Cao Ying, from Hunan, this year is seventeen years old and has been living in seclusion here for more than three years.

"What kind of people, sneaky, dare to run to our living dead and come to the wilderness. It's just impatient. Cao Ying scolded loudly, she had no hatred for all the intruders in the tomb of the living dead, "Especially that dead bald, negative man, Chen Shimei, he actually ruined the life of Yinhua's mother-in-law, you men don't have a good thing." She scolded, regardless of it, and many people remained silent throughout the process.

The graves of the living dead are very large, and most of them are daughters who have fled all the way here. was adopted by Cao Ying's mother-in-law Yinhua and lodged in Zhongnan Mountain.

She said naturally that she can't say that the monk, I and Chuang Ye looked at each other, and knew an extremely surprising answer, saying that the monk can't drink wine and eat meat, which is obvious to all, although the proverb, wine and meat through the intestines through the Buddha's heart, but obviously, can't say the monk, from the prior evidence, the six roots can not be clean.

I can't say that the monk is a guy who is destined for the sake of the dust, after looking at the content of the third page, I suddenly found that there is a kind of love, teaching to be infatuated and not changing, and I can't say that the monk is also on the suicide note.

It turned out that a long time ago, before the monk became a monk, he fell in love with a woman, and the woman fascinated him, this woman was the later Yinhua mother-in-law, with the later, the war, the non-stop war, the monk had to choose to join the army, and since then the two have no intersection.

"This is another extremely sad love story, and we are still alive, which already says a lot, Granny Honeysuckle. Must have been staring at us from afar. God-given eyes don't squint, you must be calm. Chuang Ye reminded, that breath is very majestic. It makes people's hearts palpitate, even if Chuang Ye is like this, he shudders, that breath makes people feel suffocated, and there is a premonition, except for the adventure under the Yao Pond, and the encounter with the thief emperor. The power of their oppression, but I don't know it, gives me a feeling of extreme danger.

"You guys came, why didn't he come, he entrusted me with this Xuanyuan sword, and now it's lost and recovered, it really makes me very happy." Granny Yinhua played with the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand, and from her tone, she and this Xuanyuan Sword were both controlled by Granny Yinhua.

"Master, he passed away a month ago. It's already gone. This is the last letter the master wrote to you, and he told you to let go of your obsession and stop waiting for him. Because it's not worth it at all. Before the words fell, I was grabbed by Granny Yinhua, and she looked at me with a gloomy face, "What do you say, say it again!" "She was acting like crazy and didn't believe me at all.

"No, it's not true, it's not true, Zhang Hai, you actually lied to me, saying that you would live a good life, but you are one step ahead of me?" Granny Yinhua looked up to the sky and roared, and the old tears were full of tears, after all, her only love was that she couldn't say that she was a monk. It's just a pity that the two of them didn't go together, and now it's embarrassing to end up like this?