Otherworldly Merchant

I walked over worried, picked up those shoes, and found them stuffed with a bunch of grey cloth strips, hidden in blood.

It's Jiang Da's clothes!

I hardly dared to think any further and grabbed a strip.

It's blood on the cloth, but it's not splashed on top, it's a line of blood!

The font is concise and powerful, only four words short: North Breaking Qin Monument.

Clearly, it was not Jiang Daqi who was killed, but the message he intended to convey.

Perhaps he peeked into the key points of the organ, but because the repair had been lost, he could not decipher it, so the book was stained with blood, and the shoe was used as a guide, pointing out what was at stake, so let's do it.

When I thought about it, my suspended heart just let go a little bit and put my attention on the blood.

Beirut Qin Tablet...

But what the hell does that mean?

North? Where is this north?

When we were just halfway there, we didn't know how to suddenly trigger the machine, leading out of the stone tablet forest, the orientation was long gone. And here, like most emperor tombs, a lot of magnets were buried under the stone walls as early as the beginning of construction, causing the compass on my watch to fail, so I couldn't tell the direction.

Qin Zheng is even more so!

There are many tombstones in the four layers. Almost any dynasty has them. At this time, there are several Qin dynasty tombstones surrounding me. Which way should I go?

If you're wrong, you're in trouble.

In such a pressing situation, Jiang Daqi must have reason to write these four words alone.

And this time of year, he can never play any more dumb riddles with me, which must mean literally!

Dark crude oil is still running, and all the trenches are going to be filled with eyes.

North broken Qin tablet, North broken Qin tablet...

What the hell does that mean?

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Literally, it means breaking the tombstone of the Qin dynasty in the north. Don't worry about which side is the north. Qin dynasty is right.

The tombstone of the Qin dynasty is a good judgment, because Qin's previous words were quite messy. After the unification of the Emperor Qin Shihuang, Xiao was the official word. This style, while looking beautiful, is very difficult to write, most folk don't need it, with two exceptions, one for the front door sign and the other for the headstone. Because both of these things are out there in the open, visible, deeply afraid of being punished.

After the demise of the Qin dynasty, in order to calm the world, and also because the ruling Xiao He was originally an official of the Qin dynasty, most of the decrees are still the same as the Qin dynasty, it is precisely the so-called Han Cheng Qin system. Just for the convenience of writing, Xiao Xiao is no longer the official only text, so that the Han Dynasty's popular text slowly evolved from Xiao Xiao Xiao to a subordinate book.

Moreover, at that time, the ordinary people could not stand the tombstone. The inscriptionist was neither rich nor expensive. Naturally, these people would change according to the change of dynasty and different decrees. The tombstone of Queen Qin also mostly abandoned the body.

In addition to the special specifications of Qin Shi tombstone, it can be distinguished far away.

I turned around and saw that there were eight Qin tablets in this circle, just in one direction, but in a slightly different position.

That is, the breakthrough is on these eight headstones.

But there's one in every direction. Which one is it?

North broken Qin tablet, north broken...

And I thought to myself, and I looked back at the tombstones.

From clueless to eight tombstones, the thinking became much clearer.

Again and again, I finally found out what the problem was!

At this time, the tombstone around formed an octagonal shape to surround me in the center. If I count myself as the pole, it would be the Nine Palaces.

Among the Nine Palaces, the fire departs just south and Kanshui just north.

Although crude oil runs like water, its essence is fire. In other words, the other side is north!

The northern breaking of the Qin monument means smashing the Qin dynasty tombstone on this side!

So it seems, Jiang Da fish must be surrounded by the tombstone layer, like me, with crude oil running through it. But the old man's experience was really rich and some scary. In such a dangerous situation, he didn't panic. He quickly discovered the problem, and then he could come up with a way to get the message out.

Unfortunately, I also added a few worries!

Although I have now learned the cracking method, I do not yet know where Jiang Da Fish is, in case of one night...

It's too late to think!

I pulled out a thunderbolt and threw it at the Qin monument just north of it.

Knock!

The tombstone was shattered and the sky was full of rocks.

I jumped out one by one, but there was a black shadow coming out right after me!

Because of the talented experience, I know that this is also a wooden man, but the souls hidden there are just slightly different.

The opposite hand is a fiery charm thrown over.

I've thought about it. Whether this symbol hits you or not, it's a dead end!

Hit it, you're made of wood, you're coated with wax outside, no matter how sophisticated your machine is, you're also burned to the ground. If it misses, falls on the ground, leads to crude oil, you'll only die faster.

So, after this symbol was thrown out, I didn't even look at him and rushed straight to the front left —— Jiang Daqi's shoes were thrown from this direction, and he's not fixing anything right now, and it shouldn't be very far.

Boo!

At this moment, a cold breeze was coming from behind, and it was incredibly fast.

“The guy's not dead?” There was no light behind me, let alone an explosion, and the shadow was closer to me!

Hearing that wind was a few meters behind me, I couldn't turn back, my left hand tossed, the invisible needle flew out, my right hand turned, and the ghost knife went around the top of my head, sweeping past.

The intangible needle is as silent as a rock sinking ocean, and my ghost cutting knife seems to be stuck in a stone seam, motionless.

“No!” I rushed to a spirit, hurriedly abandoned the knife and left.

Boom!

The place where I just stood made two successive vibrations, which I could not be more familiar with, coming from my invisible needle and the ghost knife.

I stood up two rolls, twisted my head and looked, standing five or six meters away in front of me, a skinny old man with protruding cheekbones, deep eye sockets, a pointed, long head and chin, sparse hair scattered over my shoulders, like a rugby ball with long eyebrows.

He had only one arm, but it was long and terrible, and he dropped slightly, far beyond his knee.

More strangely, he was carrying a huge wooden box with seven or eight arms stretched out on each side like crabs, one of which held a ghost knife in his back and the other pinched an invisible needle.

“Are you Zhang Jiulin?” He definitely looked at me and shook the fiery charm in his hand and said.

As soon as I heard what he said, I had to stand still.

The organ is no longer sophisticated or capable of speaking, even if it still has conscious remnants, because without a bone tongue, it will never be such a voice!

That means that this guy is not only alive, but most likely a killer guard on this level.

In that case, there is nothing more to say, life or death, but war!

I nodded, “Exactly your grandfather! Who the hell are you? ”

The old man was scolded by me, but was not angry at all. Instead, he replied in an unusually polite manner: "It has been sixty-two years since I lost my job and was entrusted by the owner of Longquan's old estate to guard the ghost farm in this town. You are the only outsider to escape from the Eight Graves Array in sixty-two years. For your sake, I have to see you in person before I can say the past. ”

Sixty-two? Hasn't this ghost farm ever been abandoned?

Entrusted by the old owner? Why not an order? Is he not of the Hidden House?

I was confused, but I didn't say it. I measured him across the street and figured out what to do with him. This guy can grab his weapon from me without dying, while grasping the invisible needle fire symbol steadily, from this ability alone, it is not a generality!

“Well, it's a good material!” The old man stared at me and suddenly said that he had no head, and then his arm on the crate suddenly stretched out a huge amputation, placing both the Ghost Chopper knife and the intangible needle gently on the ground.

I didn't know what he was going to do, but he raised the fire in his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not like the others. I just want to make a deal with you. ”

“Deal, what deal?” I got weirder.