"Hmm..."

When I opened my eyes, Song Jingtong's figure came into view, and I still had a faint pain in my neck, twisting my neck to look at everything in front of me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A hut made of bamboo, except for the bed I slept in. There was also a table and a few benches in the room, and there were almost no other things, and it seemed a little empty.

But when I put it on, I was shocked to see a full tiger skin hanging on the head of the bed, because there was still blood on it, which was a tiger skin that had just been peeled off.

"God send you to wake up, come and drink saliva!"

"Jingtong, where is this? How did we get out? Faced with my question, Song Jingtong was also at a loss, and she didn't know what place this was and how we escaped.

"Wow!" At this time, there was a loud barking of a rhubarb dog outside the door, and a strong man who looked like a hunter appeared in front of me and Song Jingtong.

"You two don't worry, it's safe here for the time being, Jingtong, you girl won't even be recognizable to me." Song Jingtong was a little confused, and always felt that the person in front of him was familiar, but he couldn't tell it for a while.

"The front of the door is light, nine Zhangdong, it is raining in the sky, the underground flows, the big willow tree raises its head, and people fall on the night road!" It's a proverb that I'm familiar with, and I suddenly remembered the person in front of me who saved me.

"Haha! Uncle Ge Zihun! I said this sentence almost at the same time as Song Jingtong.

"Go, God's gift to you is still so muddy, my name is Ge Zijun, not muddy!" The hunter looked disgusted.

"Rest assured, it's absolutely safe here, no one knows the way here except me, and those people in Yanagimen don't have to worry about it for the time being." Ge Zijun said with a straight face.

Countless question marks rose in my heart, except for me. Both Song Jingtong and Ge Zijun seemed to know the purpose of Liu Shengmen. Even though I knew I was here for that ancient book, I still felt a little dazed.

After all, I have just experienced life and death, and now I am afraid to think about it, "There are some things in Tianci that you need to understand slowly, I have been waiting here for a long time, and according to the instructions of the old master, I have lived in seclusion here for three years, for today." ”

Song Jingtong looked at me, her eyes were a little complicated, she turned away, and at this time I noticed that whenever I went to sleep and woke up, my lower body was a pillar of optimus, and I couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Oh? After three years of waiting here, what is my grandfather hiding from me? I asked, but Ge Zijun didn't say anything, just shifted his gaze to the big thunder bow that my grandfather had given me, and his black eyes flashed with hot sparks.

"This bow is a big thunder bow?" Ge Zijun was a little silent. Very nervous and excited.

"Uncle Ge Zihun, are those people who hunt down me and Tianci the same group of people my grandfather said?"

"That's true, they have been dormant in the Central Plains for many years, in order to wait for the descendants of the Zhu family to come out of the mountain, in fact, this bureau has been laid out since sixty years ago." Ge Zijun said seriously. His hand caressed the unique lines of the Great Thunder Sound Bow, as if he was deeply attracted by this bow.

"There are some things I can't say more, the head of the family once instructed that after letting Tianci grow up slowly, I didn't want him to get involved, but fate is like this, it's not something we can change." Ge Zijun said with a straight face, his eyes moved away from the Great Thunder Sound Bow, looking at the sky outside, and seemed to be a little melancholy.

"Before dark, I will send you down the mountain, God gives you the hope of all of us, Guangming Tun needs you to guard, you just lack strength now." Ge Zijun spoke a little strangely, I didn't think much about it, I always felt that each of them had something to hide from me, as for the truth I wanted to know. You can only rely on yourself to unravel it slowly.

Song Jingtong packed the package, I don't know how Ge Zijun rescued me and Song Jingtong from the hands of Genjiro, and then retreated, when I walked out of the door, a huge tombstone came into my eyes.

The tomb of Fan Wencheng, a few short words. But it surprised me, I turned my head to look at Song Jingtong behind me, she sighed and said slowly.

"This person was the last year of the Ming Dynasty, got a lost treasure of Emperor Jianwen, established his own power, and then took refuge in Huang Taiji, became the founding hero of the early years of the Qing Dynasty, and wantonly hunted down the royal family surnamed Zhu."

"Then why is his tomb here?" I know something about Fan Wencheng, the head of the Wenchen in the early years of the Qing Dynasty, a thorough Northeasterner, why is his tomb in the Qilu region?

"Let me explain, because he is my ancestor!" A word from Ge Zijun. I was shocked.

"What's going on?" In the face of my question, Ge Zijun did not answer, he kowtowed three times to Fan Wencheng's tomb, then looked at me and Song Jingtong, and removed the tombstone, revealing a cave about one meter long.

"Go in, I'm telling you why." Ge Zijun paused, threw me and Song Jingtong a gas mask, and under his leadership, I saw the mystery of the underground world for the first time.

The tomb is very narrow, only one person can pass through at a time, and the light becomes darker and darker as it goes deeper, and by the light of Ge Zijun's flashlight, I found that this tomb is actually built on the mountain, and countless exquisite murals are lifelike, telling an era.

"You two be careful. The tombs of our ancestors are in danger, and even I can't guarantee your safety, but there is one thing you need to be aware of. No matter what you see. Don't look at anything you hear, it's the only shortcut down the mountain! ”

Whew...

Countless bats flew over my head. Let out a piercing scream, Song Jingtong was behind me. Holding my arm tightly, the obviously dim and damp burial chamber was also a great psychological challenge for her.

After walking about 100 meters, the light came on, and Ge Zijun explained, "This is the everlasting lamp in the tomb, made of whale oil from the East China Sea, an unquenchable fire, since the day my ancestor was buried, it has been more than 300 years. Ge Zijun's eyes are quite complicated, looking at the three golden silk nanmu coffins not far from the ever-bright lamp, arranged in a triangle, it is very strange, the mural above the tomb is a bright galaxy, the Big Dipper shines in the middle of the three coffins, I look at it, it is a gushing spring.

At this time, Song Jingtong twisted me, I looked back, and found that I had just walked away, and it was all blocked at the moment, silently without warning, and I didn't even hear a trace of abnormal noise before this.

And Ge Zijun's movements also became weird, he began to dance, approaching the three golden silk nanmu coffins, saying that it was too late and that was fast, countless torments shot out from the wall where Ge Zijun walked, but he walked on the ground, not caring about the existence of those hidden arrows.