"Leading me?"

The young man whispered in a daze.

He lost his past memory and could not remember these past events at all.

I can't remember why he worked with Lord Zhang Dafo to find the key to enter the Zhang family ancient building and to dig out the secrets of the Zhang family ancient building.

Even though he left some notes, many of them forgot to put them there!

I can't remember what he did these things at the beginning...

"It's the Bronze Gate. The Zhang family had finished playing at that time and was unable to guard the Bronze Gate for generations. You need the help of the Nine Gate."

Hu Ming kept paying attention to the change in the boy's face and explained softly.

Strictly speaking, the transaction between the young man and Jiumen began from that time.

The young man provided the secrets they wanted for Jiumen, and Jiumen needed to replace the Zhang family to guard the bronze gate in the next time.

Unfortunately, some of the things that happened later, Nine Gates declined too quickly.

So no one has ever proposed to fulfill the agreement, and every once in a while, outstanding juniors were sent to Changbai Mountain to guard the bronze gate.

"Then, the archaeological team that walked out of Guangxi back then was already all in charge of Jie Jiuye."

"The question is, uncle, so many people died here, and Panma's accidental attack. At that time, how did the young man, Aunt Wenjin and Huoling escape this unexpected disaster?"

Wu Xie rubbed his eyebrows, feeling his mind buzzing, and he couldn't even care about the secrets of the bronze door that he wanted to know in his dreams.

He took out the smoking cessation stick and held it in his mouth, but it was a bit unsatisfied. Wu Xie simply threw away the smoking cessation stick and lit a cigarette.

As for lung fibrosis?

Go to hell!

Wu Xie no longer cared about these subtle details at this time.

"Because at that time, Master Jie Jiu had already launched his "substitution" plan. Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling, these people, were standing next to Master Jie Jiu at that time."

"As for the guy... in fact, as early as the history of the 1960s, after the biggest tomb robbery activity, the guy was imprisoned by "him" in the Geermu sanatorium."

"For the purpose, we are to find out the secret of the young man's immortality."

"The guy didn't participate in the exploring the Zhang Family Ancient Building!"

"In the activities after Jie Jiuye also wanted to rescue the young man. In fact, he succeeded later, and it was already successful before the Xisha Underwater Tomb in the 1980s."

"Later, the guy I met in the Kunlun Mountains was the guy who had just gained freedom."

Hu Ming grinned and said something amazing.

"What!??"

"Then, who is the oil bottle in the archaeological team?"

Wu Xie and the fat man looked at Hu Ming and the expressionless young man in horror.

The person he selected was a man who pretended to be me with a human skin mask... to appease a substitute for the Nine Gate people.

The guy pondered for a moment and suddenly said.

"That's right, the archaeological teams that walked out from here were all fake. This is the truth about Panma's later seeing those who were clearly dead and resurrected from the dead."

Hu Ming nodded and explained softly.

After a long period of silence, the fat guy Wu Xie and the other three fell into thinking.

They were shocked by the truth of the past.

"Then...what was the purpose of that archaeological team coming here back then?"

After a long time, Wu Xie threw away the burning cigarette butts in his hand and asked with a slight slight sound.

"Congratulations, Blind Student, you discovered the beauty!"

Hu Ming smiled slightly and said, "Because something big happened back then, he changed his mind..."

"To be precise, the archaeological team that year made it an obvious purpose to investigate the Zhangjia Ancient Building."

"In essence, they are a funeral team!!!"

"Don't ask, I can't talk about the next thing. There are great masters of river crabs watching them, especially the recent online literature circle has been full of nonsense, and many things cannot be mentioned."

Looking at Wu Xie and others who seemed to continue asking questions, Hu Ming shook his head.

Besides, what's the point of Hu Ming saying everything?

Although Hu Ming has told many secrets now.

Several people looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

But the problem is not big. As long as you continue to go deeper into the place where the archaeological team came, sooner or later, you will dig out the secrets of that year and make up for the final puzzle...

It's a fat man...

"Mad, Fatty Master, I believe your evil things. Obviously, these things have nothing to do with Fatty Master?

"Why did Fat Master, I have inexplicably learned so many secrets that I shouldn't have known, and I have inexplicably been dragged into troubled water by you guys?"

"Damn, are we friends? Shouldn't friends think about their friends?"

The fat man sighed melancholy. He was trying his best to avoid sinking into this big quagmire, but Mao accidentally fell into it all in the end?

The few people smiled and didn't care about the fat man's complaints.

If the fat man wanted to stay out of the matter from the beginning, he wouldn't have come this trip at all.

Coming here means that the fat man is willing to go through this muddy water for his friends.

"Brother Hu Ming, several bosses, lunch is ready, you guys come and have dinner."

"Ahem...what is wrong with you? Have you smoked so much? I don't know if you open the window to ventilate?"

At this moment, Yuncai knocked on the door. After the fat man happily opened the door, the thick smoke choked Yuncai coughed.

After lunch, as usual, several people soaked in the stream beside the village to avoid the cool day.

Of course, this is the Fatty’s favorite part.

After a day of repair, early the next morning, everyone had packed their equipment and came to Panma's house.

"Tsk, this old guy really wanted to sneak away, but fortunately I kept it."

At the door, several black and red Jingjian Ahan crawled out of the dark corner, hovered beside Hu Ming, turned into a smudge of black smoke and disappeared, telling Hu Ming what happened yesterday through the connection with the golden pupils.

"It's worthy of being an old slut, and we're negligent in doing things! It's our negligence!"

Fatty Wu Xie gave Hu Ming a thumbs up in admiration.

Indeed, judging from Panma's mental state yesterday, he was probably scared by the guy and wanted to escape. It was expected that he would be afraid of it.

But yesterday, the few people were also shocked by those things and forgot about this...
Chapter completed!