Qunfang attic, underground tunnels, heavy moisture, cold wind erodes bones.

The little insect curled listlessly on a piece of bluestone like a crumpled dead leaf and fainted. In the dimly lit tunnel, two candles jumped. Looking carefully, the place where the small insect ** is dark and damp on all sides, and there are dense water droplets hanging on the cave wall. There was a coffin next to the little insect, and inside the coffin, a gray face like paper and an old dragon clock came into view. He has white sideburns, a beard, a purple cloud crown on his head, and seven stars on his feet. The body is surrounded by jadeite, pearl rings, and covered with gorgeous satin. When I looked up, it was the King of Markham!

In the swaying light and shadow, two figures stood with their hands in their hands. One of them was Wan Qingcheng, and the other was short in stature, wearing a piece of Fanbang long cloth and two slender braids. He has an obscene appearance, a rickety figure, and a sallow face, and he looks like a foreigner at first glance.

Wan Qingcheng looked panicked and asked tremblingly, "Why did the treasure burst out so vigorously just now? Also, what was that strange roar?"

"Hiss......" The strange man took a breath of cold air, frowned, and thought secretly. Wan Qingcheng saw him pacing back and forth, and his heart was also anxious, staring at this strange man tightly.

"Blood?" he blurted out, and then continued with a fixed concentration, "Impossible?!This kid isn't! Surely not!" he looked the little bug up and down.

"He's also from the Samsuo tribe? No! No, no, cough, cough, cough......" The short man was so excited that he coughed violently, and then coughed out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow".

Wan Qingcheng hurriedly stepped forward to support the short man. What was amazing was that he actually opened his mouth and said: "Brother, you are in such a hurry! Don't worry, sit down and rest." (You must know that Wan Qingcheng is an only son!) This strange man called his brother slowly sat on a wicker chair next to him with the support of Wan Qingcheng.

"It's just a little crumb. Out of the way. I'll take care of him!" Wan Qingcheng said, drew his sword, and stabbed the little insect with his sword.

"Whew", the strange man raised his left hand and waved it towards Wanqingcheng. "All the way I came was on the run, disguised, hunted down, and plotted. It can be described as a life of nine deaths. Now there is no skin on his body, and there are wounds everywhere. The killers sent by the Netherworld Ghost Mansion and the Butterfly Sect are endless, and this is also my fate, so I barely survived to this day. Last month, the 'two elders of the fish and snake' took care of the palm, and I was shocked to the bottom of my heart, and I almost died, and it is still painful to this day. Now that I'm drained and clogged with blood, I need this boy to be my snack!The taste of virgin blood is pretty good!" He spat out a rather strange thing from his mouth. When you look closely, it turns out to be a tongue. But the difference is that the tongue is so long that it doesn't look like a human tongue, but like the tongue of a donkey or a horse. The long tongue curls and straightens, looking disgusting and terrifying.

"Brother, you have suffered all these years. Wan Qingcheng said with concern.

The strange man sighed and said, "I have been gifted and intelligent since I was a child, and I am also quite talented in martial arts from all walks of life. Because his father has a wide range of friends, many martial arts masters are also his father's self-conscious. Whenever my father could invite martial arts people from the family, he would let them personally guide me in martial arts. My uncles are very attentive to me, and let my martial arts advance day by day. When I was 11 years old, I defeated many masters of the Kyoto Division, and my father praised me at that time, and the whole family was proud of me. However, the good times did not last long, and at the age of thirteen, that is, in the eighteenth year of Yongle, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, set up the East Factory. At the beginning of the construction of the East Factory, it recruited talented people from all walks of life, and at this time, the East Factory was also eyeing our family. Although my father loved his son as much as his life, he was forced to send me out due to the pressure of the imperial court. I entered the most mysterious and powerful department of the East Factory, called the 'Bloody Gate'. There is a rule for entering the 'Blood Gate', and that is that there is no identity, no freedom. As a result, my identity as 'Wan Qingshan' died the moment I stepped into the 'Blood Gate', and it was rumored that I had died of lung disease. My father and I both knew that once we entered the 'bloody gate', we were nothing, we had no home, and we could never go home. For more than 10 years, my father's care and high hopes for me have come to naught, and my departure is a heavy blow to my father! Soon after I left, my father became ill, and I was quite worried. For many years, I have walked the rivers and lakes, secretly being a spy of the East Factory, running around, and there has not been a night when I don't miss my father. Until fourteen years ago, that is, in the twentieth year of Yongle, the old emperor Zhu Di was seriously ill and learned that his time was short, so he secretly assigned the 'Blood Demon Gate' to explore and collect the prescription of immortality. The Dongchang system is strict, and the 'Blood Gate' is directly under the emperor, so the emperor only knows about this matter. At that time, it was rumored that the Sansuo people who moved westward had the treasure of the 'Holy Spirit', that is, the 'White Jade Guanyin' rumored by the Jianghu people, which could make people immortal and prolong their lives. But it is rumored that the Samsuo clan has long been wiped out, so this mission is considered the most unlikely task! But in the twentieth year of Yongle, the 'Blood Demon Gate' still mobilized several good men in the sect to start an operation, intending to explore the Samsuo clan and obtain treasures. I am also one of them, because of the huge power of the East Factory, many eyes and ears, plus my years of experience. Finally, I found the mysterious Sansuo, who were still alive. And I managed to blend in with the Sansuo!"

"It turns out that the Sansuo clan has not perished?" Wan Qingcheng asked.

"Well, cough, cough, cough, cough, as far as I know, the Sansuo people migrated from the Western Regions to the Central Plains a hundred years ago, and soon after they came to the Central Plains, they were almost eradicated by unknown people. Presumably, it is also a treasure of the Sansuo people, and there are too many secrets, which attract envy. The Sansuo people I know are quite shrewd and have a good understanding of Han culture. Its current clan leader, Hua Baiyang, single-handedly founded the Butterfly Gate Sect to power the Quartet, and used it to disguise the identity of the Samsuo tribe. ”

"What? Diemen Sect is from the Sansuo tribe?"

"No, I can only say that some of them are. Most of the stewards of the Diemen Sect are from the Sansuo tribe. I infiltrated the clan for several years, and it took a lot of trouble to get into the position of the Black Bat Elder, one of the 'Four Great Elders' of the Butterfly Sect. However, the Butterfly Gate Sect is not so simple, in addition to the two elders of the 'fish snake', there is another elder I still don't know! Moreover, the sect master is extremely deep in the city, and his actions are extremely secretive, shrewd and capable. Although I have been in hiding in the Butterfly Gate Sect for several years, the sect master still does not trust me very much. The Holy Spirit has never been mentioned to me. It wasn't until seven years ago that something big happened to the Butterfly Sect......"

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