The man rubbed his face and said that he had just touched the rock wall, but he accidentally touched the wound. He grinned in pain. But he still said to Ye Feng: "If it were not for the etiquette of the younger generation, not for you to enter the tomb, not for the clean determination displayed on the suspension bridge, why do you think I would let you come here?"

When he spoke, he seemed to realize what he was saying. He stared at Ye Feng's voice and stuttered for a long time before saying, "Pei Chun's determination can only cultivate empty palms, but it is impossible to cultivate the sky eye!" Only then did you show the sky eye and empty palms at the same time! You are not a member of the ancients!"

"Say! Who are you?"

After taking a big sip, he glared at Ye Feng's voice, as if Ye Feng's voice was his father's enemy at this moment, and his anger could not be restrained.

The corners of his eyes hopped, and Ye Fengsheng arched his hands awkwardly and snuggled up: "The younger generation of Ye Fengsheng, Ye Zhi's child, Ye Zhi is my grandfather."

"You guys?"

The man thought for a while, his eyes still full of vigilance: "I don't know Yeats."

"Who do you know?"

Ye Fengsheng was a little speechless. No one knew him.

"This location?"

Ye Fengsheng thought for a while and replied, "You mean the ninth house in the sky. Are the shadows of the two stars hidden in the ninth house?"

"Now I'm starting to believe that you are from ancient times,"

A smile appeared on the man's face: "Kung Fu may have learned to be invisible, but in the study of martial arts, although you have such high attainments in the law, you must be immersed in the eyes of young people. In order to achieve it, you have such a high level, but there are two stars that will sit in mystery. Who else can do it except the ancients in the world?

Ye Feng's voice did not change: "It is not impossible to drive away evil spirits for you, but you should always tell me who is buried here. You need to verify my identity. Can't I always be driven by your own mouth?"

Speaking of this, the man's face appeared seriously and solemnly looking at the direction of the capital, and then shook his head: "I can't tell you that the people here do not want to be disturbed. You will be for me in the evil situation. I believe you are the middle of the ancients and will give you a golden box, and then my ancestors will be born after generation. The mission is completely completed, and the broken dragon stone tablet is removed, and you and I will never see each other again!

"Are you sure?" You Feng frowned. "What if you were outside?"

"You can rest assured!"

The man looked relieved on his face, but he said very sadly: "This is the mission of my ancestors from generation to generation, and the glory left to me by my father. But for many years, I have never known whether this is honor or curse. The reason I live is to give you the brocade box of my father. In ancient China, from the moment the brocade box was handed to you, I was free."

"I don't want my descendants to continue to suffer the same pain as me. The world is beautiful. I have been isolated from the outside world for too long to fit in. If so, let me sleep here with these old people and stay silent in the abyss of history forever."

Indeed, if you don’t touch the light, you can naturally accept darkness. The most tragic thing is not that you cannot bear darkness after accepting the light, but that when you embrace the light, you suddenly find that you cannot survive in the light!

It is a very sad thing to like, yearn for but not possess. If sadness ends in this place, it is not a good thing.

After a long period of contemplation, Ye Fengsheng finally nodded vigorously: "Okay! I promise you to help you get rid of the distressing situation outside!"

"Go! I'll go with you!"

The man smiled and pushed Ye Fengsheng two steps. Then he replied, "You go first. I will buy some things. Only I can touch the things here. No matter what they are, you can't take them away!"

As he said, his eyes staring at Ye Feng's applause, inflammation was on the ground: "Including the python!"

…

After a little silence, Ye Fengsheng had to send the local inflammation back.

"Don't worry! In the brocade box, my ancestors have kept secrets for thousands of years and will never let you down!

The inflammation in the man raised his hand gave Ye Fengsheng a comforting look.

"If you have chalcedony, you can give me some."

In front of Ye Feng's voice and words, the man's rapid steps stopped a little and raised his hand to Ye Feng's voice.

My heart was tight. Ye Fengsheng still remembered herself at this time. Qiu Juan felt a little grateful. She pulled Ye Fengsheng's arm and asked, "Does he agree?"

“This is a promise.”

Ye Fengsheng looked at the direction where the man left, feeling the vastness and solemnity of the place. In the middle of it, the soul seemed to have to kneel down to the ground. An irresistible piety slowly penetrated into his heart. Fortunately, when he seized the opportunity to retract his consciousness, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

Qiu Yun nodded thoughtfully and said, "Yes, these things are useless to him at all. You have helped him so much, and he has no reason to refuse."

As for Qiu Yun, Ye Fengsheng's voice is indisputable.

If the tombkeeper tells the truth, then from any perspective, the ancients owe their ancestors a favor. Under this premise, no matter what request is made, it is excessive! This is unacceptable!

Whether the cemetery guardian answers or not, this is something that cannot be blamed and needs to be remembered deeply.

As for other people's answers, they may come from a mentality of "people will die".

When it reappeared in the sun, the sky became dull. Ye Fengsheng and Qiuyun looked at the golden cloud in front of them in the sunset, waiting for the gravekeeper to appear quietly.

The time was not short, but it was not long. The sun moved westward and the top of the mountain covered a corner. Ye Fengsheng finally saw the gravekeeper holding a brocade box in his hand from another direction.

Obviously, there is more than one exit for this mausoleum.

"Come with me."

Ye Fengsheng walked towards him and reached out to grab his arm. "It will be a night, and his life will be difficult. It is necessary to deal with these things before the sun sets."

After hearing Ye Fengsheng's words, the gravekeeper looked at the golden sun in the distance, and his eyes showed a look of desire, and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

He is not a monk, but he can only carry your voice in the upper part of the sky, because of some anxiety. Although the autumn rhyme is very difficult to understand, he can only watch the sound of your wind in a little distance from sight, which makes her angry, but helpless.

"Mr. Ye!"

When Ye Fengsheng and the gravekeeper fell down together, the first thing they saw were the three police cars below. At the same time, the Qin Dynasty's rain was explaining what to Jingcha.

As soon as he saw Ye Fengsheng's arrival, Qin Chaoyu quickly abandoned Jingcha, who was negotiating, hurried to Ye Fengsheng, and said with a happy look: "You are back!"

"There is something to do," Ye Fengsheng nodded and said, "You let them come out first. I have something urgent to do."

The rain of Qin looked at the closed-door building and said, "Mr. Ye, when they came back from the tomb, they no longer wanted to return to the small building, so there was no one in the small building now."

Then she looked at the gray-faced man behind Ye Fengsheng and asked, "Is that true, Miss Qiuyun?"

"Oh?" Ye Fengsheng didn't answer, but just raised his eyebrows, looked at the tent not far away and said, "It's really a group of people who don't hit the wall and don't look back."

"Ye Fengsheng is right."

Several Jingcha, who were standing next to the Jing car, walked over, took out his ID, looked at Ye Fengsheng, and said, "Someone reported that you were involved in a murder case, but you were also suspected of intentional injury. We hope you can go back with us to investigate and cooperate."

"I'm not available now."

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Chapter completed!