Chapter 86 Pulling down the curtain

Shura, supreme.

It turned out to be the same door!

It can be imagined how much energy Shura and the master belongs to have. Being able to teach two famous legends can at least infer how deep the background of this sect is.

"Are you guessing my master?" The old tomb sweeper saw Ye Hetu's silent appearance and said with a bright smile that Ye Hetu would not guess his master anyway.

"After all, it's the first time I've heard the inside information about you and Shura. If I don't know your master, I can't help but feel unwilling." Ye Hetu said softly that the two legendary figures, Supreme and Shura, originated from the same origin. How could their master be unknown in China?

"Don't guess, you won't know." The old man who sweeps the grave heard the meaning of Ye Hetu and responded, because there were only three people in his master, that is, a master, two apprentices. The master has no name and no surname, and the clan is unknown.

"Why?"

"Because I don't know what sect I belong to." The tomb-sweeping old man shook his head and sighed. The master never revealed their names. He and Shura never took the initiative to mention it. From the bottom of their hearts, they were still afraid of the strict master. Famous teachers make high apprentices, and there is no mean ** to the extreme. How can there be a high apprentice?

Shura and the supreme could stand above tens of thousands of people in those years, and tens of thousands of people under their feet may not understand what they paid.

"So you mean, you don't have a sect?" Ye Hetu pointed out the center of the tomb-sweeping old man. If the Supreme and Shura belong to the same sect, this news is too shocking. Not to mention Shura, how many disciples can be taught in this sect? Even if the strength is not good, compared with the Xuanyuan family that has been in China for hundreds of years, it is also equivalent to a huge family. Big things.

"Well, there is no sect." The grave sweeper replied unequivocally that he had been exploring clues about which sect the master belonged to over the years, but over the years, it was still fruitless. The unique trick left by the master is divided into two paths. Shura and he are two different routes.

"Your master is also a wonderful person." Ye Hetu secretly compared the old man of Kunlun and came to the conclusion that he was not equal.

"Having said so much, it's time to go back to the top." The grave sweeper pointed to the top of his head and indicated that he should go up. It didn't make much sense to stay in this place for a long time.

Ye Hetu turned around and looked at the stone platform that was split in half, and the two lines on it were clearly visible.

It's time. Ye Hetu said in his heart.

Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, Agagantuo and He Changfeng appeared in the sight of Ye Hetu. Both of them were out of breath. If Ye Hetu hadn't ignited the flames on the stone platform, God knew how long it would take for them to get to this place.

"Master." He Changfeng shouted respectfully.

Agagantuo's eyes signaled, and Ye Hetu nodded as a greeting. Agagantuo has always refused to follow Ye Hetu, which must have something to do with the old man in the family.

Ye Hetu then turned his eyes to the old tomb-sweeping man and said lightly, "I believe some of your words, but if you still have other ideas in mind, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. I don't want to lose virtues because of you."

There is no wave on the face of the old grave sweeper. He has said so much to Ye Hetu, and his mood has already stabilized a lot. Now that he is at this age, he can't be as impulsive as when he was young.

nodded slightly. There are no more words.

"If you have anything else to say, go up and talk about it." Ye Hetu turned around and left, gently followed the route when he came, and closed his eyes and would not forget the road.

The old man who sweeps the tomb followed Ye Hetu and walked slowly step by step.

He Changfeng and Agagantuo looked at each other and saw a tacit understanding in each other's eyes. The master Ye Hetu still had something to tell them. Otherwise, I won't make this decision. This place is doomed to come again.

"You two blew it up here."

Sure enough, a sentence came from Ye Hetu, which made the two animals, He Changfeng and Agagantuo, excited.

"Fuck, I can finally make a big deal this time." He Changfeng took a long breath, patted Agaganto on the shoulder, and said proudly.

"Haha, the first big thing to come to China is to blow up the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors. That's good." Agaganto was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and echoed loudly.

"Follow the master, you won't worry about not finding something to do." He Changfeng flattered Ye Hetu in a timely manner.

Agaganto pointed to the hall inside and asked He Changfeng if he wanted to go in.

He Changfeng waved his hand and said, "Since the master asked us to blow up this place, there is naturally a reason for him. Let's not care so much. Sometimes, if we know too much, it may not be a good thing."

Agagantuo thought about what He Changfeng said, and it was really reasonable. As soon as He Changfeng arrived in China, he seemed to have changed. The more he was, the smarter he became.

Several explosive bags carried with him were taken out of his trousers pocket by He Changfeng. This thing had been prepared for a long time, so he was worried that it was useless. Now he finally found his own place of use.

Under the close gaze of Agagantuo, He Changfeng ignited the long lead on the explosives. These explosives, not to mention blowing up the underground passage, can blow up the whole cemetery even if they are placed on the ground.

"What are you still staring at?"

The lead line rang loudly. He Changfeng raised his head and asked Agagantuo.

"Hmm?"

Asked by He Changfeng so suddenly, Agaganto didn't know how to answer. I racked my brain to think about the meaning of He Changfeng's words.

Before Agagantuo could react, He Changfeng took a foot on Agagantuo's buttocks and slipped away.

"Why don't you run and stay here to die?"

He Changfeng's joking joke came from the distance. The second stunned Agaganto reacted in an instant. He spread his feet and ran away. Good boy, these explosives were enough to blow up his whole body.

Before and after, the two people jumped up and down in the underground passage like a run-deed mad dog.

Xiao Yichen has stood at the entrance, which is also the exit, looking at the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors and was silent.

Ye Hetu and the old tomb-sweeping man just came out. After more than ten seconds, He Changfeng and Agagantuo rushed out. He Changfeng in front of him did not have the tendency to stop. After walking out, he paused and disappeared without a trace. Then Agagantuo followed closely and chased him in the direction of He Changfeng's escape. Go.

"Sura's apprentice, what's your name?" The old man who sweeps the tomb opened his mouth and asked Xiao Yichen that Shura had disappeared and disappeared and hidden like him for 20 years. As a former brother and later tit-for-tat, the relationship between the two is complicated.

"Xiao Yichen." Xiao Yichen replied faintly.

"Your Chixiao was given to you by Shura. This thing caused a lot of bloody storms in those years. It should have been obtained by Shura, and the rest of the time will be stable. The tomb-sweeping old man looked at the red xiao behind Xiao Yichen. The sword of the emperor's way is not ordinary. When every name = weapon is born, it will definitely cause a dispute between the rivers and lakes. After Shura grabs the sword of the emperor's way, no one dares to come to the door to seize it.

Xiao Yichen did not deny it. This sword has been stuck in the stone mountain for more than ten years. Not only did it not have any rust, but it also washed off the blood stains on the blade. However, the sharpness of the emperor's sword that killed many people in those years has not weakened by half.

"Does Shura look the same as me now?" The old man who sweeps the tomb pointed to his gray hair and suddenly asked Xiao Yichen.

Xiao Yichen was stunned for a moment. Looking at the grave sweeper with slightly white hair, he couldn't help thinking of the master who never told his name. The figures of the two overlapped and were so similar.

Seeing Xiao Yichen's performance, the old tomb sweeper has already understood a lot in his heart that Shura will not be better than him over the years. When Shura killed Kunlun, he was not present. He just learned from the rumors left behind that Shura did not die, at least at that time. Singly injured.

In his heart, he still can't let go of that woman.

A stubborn and thin figure appeared in the mind of the old tomb sweeper, lonely and helpless. That was the Shura of that year, and he had never killed cold blood.

At that time, the bloodthirsty legend of Shura had not yet been born.

That year, he was not called Shura.

People will change. My relationship with him is destined to be an old enemy in my life. It once caused a sensation in the name of the era called Supreme, but now it is just a small tomb sweeping old man in the Ming Tomb of the Thirteen Emperors sighed.

Who has never been young and frivolous?

Rumble!

A burst of shaking made Ye Hetu, who was thinking about the problem, almost not stand still. When he settled down, obvious changes began to appear under his feet. The cabin slowly fell under the gaze of three people, and the soil on both sides continued to squeeze.

Ye Hetu, Supreme, Xiao Yichen.

At the same time, he jumped up and swept away into the distance. Looking at the coldly destroyed surface of the underground passage, the chess game left by Song Tianyun 20 years ago should have come to an end. Atlantis, the sacred artifact of death, will open a new curtain.

Zhao Shidao, who was guarding outside the Mausoleum of the Thirteen Emperors, heard the movement inside, and some soldiers also heard the huge roar, which was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"No one should act rashly." Zhao Shidao issued strict instructions. No one dared to disobey the military order and stick to their own positions. The loud noise did not have any impact on this well-trained army.

Zhao Shidao had already expected that there would be many special situations here. After seeing the mysterious master who went out before, Zhao Shidao couldn't help admiring Ye Hetu's idea. It was the first time he had met such a crazy person.

Ye Hetu put this process into his eyes, restored his previous cynicism, and his eyes drifted to the distance. After experiencing so many things, he finally saw some things again.

It's time for the Ming Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors to come to an end.

(Ps: Today, the red ticket is more than 10,000. It is supposed to celebrate the outbreak, but the plot of the Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors is in the final stage. It is not suitable to break out into a new plot. Enter a new plot, and draw an auspicious day to make up for it. In a few days, a more exciting plot will be staged.)