Chapter 85: Who Are You?

At that time, nine wounded people, plus five lightly injured people, entered the underground river, and on the way, there should have been some casualties, so only eight people reached the main underground palace.

The grave keeper said, "I don't know, it's two young men who have fled." Don't waste time and get out of here! ”

Youngster?

First of all, Lu Su must be one of them, so who is the other young man? Since he is a young man, my grandfather ......

Although I knew in my heart that Grandpa Dao must have died in this place, but I confirmed it with my own ears, and it felt different, this grave keeper said that he had never seen my grandfather, so does it mean that Grandpa died in one of the rivers? For a moment, I only felt bitter in my mouth, and anger rose in my heart.

The grave keeper flickered and added, and said in a furious and hoarse voice; "There are a lot of organs here, and the mechanisms I manipulate can't be remembered even if I die."

I remembered the experience along the way, and remembered the embarrassing end of my grandfather's group of people, and said angrily: "You manipulated the mechanism? ”

The grave keeper said irritably, "It's your business, boy, don't talk nonsense. But on the other hand, this is obviously a tacit acquiescence, so isn't this person the one who indirectly killed my grandfather? I suddenly felt that my blood was rushing, and he killed Tofu and others, so I couldn't help but shout angrily: "Lao Tzu will kill you first today!" As he spoke, he rushed forward, and the two of us were so close that my dagger almost reached his neck, and he was about to pierce it, but the masked man bent backwards and avoided the dagger's attack.

Before the dagger in my hand could change its momentum, the man actually held the ground with both hands and feet, and suddenly grabbed my waist. Suddenly, I only felt that my waist was clamped by two strong forces, and then this force instantly clamped me up, and threw it violently, my whole person was like a basketball that was thrown crookedly, bang, slammed on the floor tiles of the cemetery, and the back was a heart-piercing pain, and the dagger in my hand also flew out.

I Chen Hang thinks that his skills are good, although he is not as good as those who have been trained by the family since he was a child, but in the sub-healthy people in the city now, it is effortless to be a pair of five, even if ten come, he will not be hurt, but who knows that he was made to lie down by this masked man's trick.

How hard is it to throw me out of the ground with both hands on the ground and with just my feet? I didn't expect that under his thin and bone-like body, there was such an explosive amount of strength hidden.

No...... Maybe this is not his full strength, I came back to my senses and thought that he was a figure that even Xiao Jing was afraid of.

I was a little frightened for a while, and my heart sank violently, and my heart said that my grandfather's group of people was so majestic, they all died in his hands, and today, I am afraid that a few of us are more than lucky. In an instant, I thought that there were still explosives on Zhen Rui and the others, and I was ruthless in my heart, and secretly thought: It's better to rescue people first, if you can't really fight, then put explosives, and everyone will be finished together!

Enduring the pain, I quickly got up from the ground, and at this time, the masked man's inexplicable kindness to me also disappeared, and he still said in a violent voice: "Give you a chance, since you don't cherish it, then follow the rules!" After saying that, he bullied forward again. His speed was unbelievably fast, and as soon as I got up, I felt a flower in front of me, a figure flashed, and then someone grabbed me by the neck and pushed him to the ground.

He choked me by the neck with one hand, but no matter how much I struggled, it didn't help. My throat ached sharply, and the dagger in my hand rolled into the distance before, and in a hurry, I suddenly remembered that I had a flying knife tied to my wrist, and immediately pressed the hidden button, and a silver flying knife slid into the palm of my hand. My eyes were glaring out, and I couldn't aim, so I stabbed the knife upwards with my hand.

I don't know where the grave keeper was pierced, he screamed, let go of his hand, and the whole person retreated from me.

My throat hurt, and my tears and snot flowed, and I didn't care to wipe them, so I hurriedly stepped back. When I got up again, I wiped my face and looked closely, only to see that I had just been stuck on the mask of the grave keeper. If he didn't wear a mask, he was afraid that the flying knife would go straight in, but unfortunately he wore a mask and blocked it, so the blood flow was not much, and according to the amount of blood flowing out of the mask, it was estimated that it was only a skin injury.

I was frightened by his speed and didn't dare to get too close, so I stood in the distance with the flying knife in my hand, staring at his neck, fortunately he had no clothes on his upper body, and the lethality of the flying knife could be maximized. He seemed to see that I was going to use a hidden weapon, but he just held on to the bleeding area and didn't move.

I thought he was scared, but after a while, I realized that a pair of eyes peeking out from under his mask were staring straight at the throwing knife in my hand. That gaze did not seem to be taboo, but revealed an indescribable emotion. At this moment, the masked man suddenly said, "Who are you?" ”

I wondered, I thought this person was weird, but because I was angry that he was the murderer of my grandfather, of course my words were not polite, and sneered: "Chen Hang, the inverted Tufuzi, the purpose is to pull the earth ghost king out of the grave and whip the corpse to avenge my grandfather's death!" Now, of course, there is an extra purpose...... Kill you! ”

As he spoke, the flying knife in his hand shot out violently. After this hand came out of Xu Fu's tomb, I practiced diligently, although it was far less fast as lightning as written in my grandfather's notes, and a knife killed a hundred steps away, but such a close distance, coupled with my early preparation, so the speed of this shot was also extremely fast, and I saw a flash of silver light, I thought it would hit the throat of the tomb keeper, who knew that at the same time that my flying knife was shot, his hand would block it.

The next moment, I saw my throwing knife, which was firmly in his hand.

This is almost a scene in a martial arts TV series, so it really appeared in front of my eyes, in fact, I have a note left by my grandfather, as long as I practice hard, it is not difficult to learn this stunt, so flying knives kill people, in the past, it was not a clever skill, but the reason why Bai Laosi and my grandfather are so famous is that they have used flying knives all their lives, and they have reached the point of perfection, which few people can do.

On the other hand, the flying knife is easy to learn, but the ability to hold the flying knife is really unheard of, unseen, I was dumbfounded, only felt the cold rising from the soles of my feet, swishing up my back, my heart sighed, knowing that in this step of the field, I have nothing to rely on.

Not to mention saving tofu them, I'm afraid that I will be unable to protect myself.

The masked man approached me step by step with a throwing knife in his hand, and I couldn't help but retreat. Rao is no matter how bold I am, but when facing an enemy who is completely impossible to win, I can't help but feel weak and short of breath, and my head is full of confusion for a while, and I can't think of any ideas at all. In the face of strength, any idea is in vain, but it's a pity that I don't have a gun in my hand, although I had a gun before, but a series of things happened later, so that I transferred the gun to Tofu and others, and even the pistol that Gu Wenmin gave me the most was returned to her after the last.

It seems that not only I have to die today, but Tofu and others are only afraid......

Not to mention how uncomfortable it was in my heart, fear, unwillingness, anger, helplessness and resentment that could not be avenged, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and it was difficult to express for a while.

I stared at his movements, thinking that he would attack at any moment, but who knows, he actually asked the same sentence again: "Who are you?" ”

The same three words, he had already asked for the third time, and now I felt that something was wrong, and I settled down, and felt that I seemed to have found a breakthrough. The first words that came to us were these three words: Who are you? There must have been a reason why he had rescued me from Xiao Jing in the first place, but he had never said it, and now, I had grasped the key point of the matter.

It seems to be because of who I am.

Who are you?

Who am I? I am Chen Hang, a native who digs mushrooms upside down, and laymen disdainfully call us tomb robbers and earth rats. I've already told him all this, and what does he mean by asking again now? Are you not satisfied with my answer? At this time, seeing that I did not answer, he asked again, his eyes still fixed on the blood-stained flying knife in my hand.

My heart moved, and I thought: Could it be the reason for this flying knife?

Thinking of this, he asked vigilantly, "Have you ever seen this flying knife?" ”

The grave keeper shook his head.

I said in my heart that too, he kept claiming that he had never seen his grandfather, so how could he have seen his grandfather's flying knife? What exactly does he mean now?

Seeing that he had no intention of making trouble for the time being, I was relieved, so I decided to delay the time first, and then think of a way out of the predicament, and said, "What did you want to save me at that time?" ”

The grave keeper said, "That woman is not a human being, nor is she a ghost in the dungeon, something that does not belong here, and she cannot be allowed to come in." ”

I said, "Then why are you willing to let me go?" ”

The grave keeper was silent for a moment, his eyes back and forth between the flying knife in my hand and my face, and suddenly said, "I often dream. ”

Yes?

I wondered, how did my heart say it was a dream? But I had the heart to procrastinate, so I asked, "What did I dream of?" ”

He was silent for a moment and said, "When I woke up from the dream, I forgot what was inside." ”

While thinking of a way out of the predicament, I said, "And then? ”

The grave keeper said, "I hear her calling your name." ”

My name? Is there something wrong with my name? Did he save me because of my name?