Lord Satsuki continued to explain: "As the name suggests, the entire Tengu Tomb is a large tomb and the domain of the Tengu. All Tengu, whether they are free or under contract, whether they die of old age, illness, or maiming, they all At the end of their lives, they all rush to the same destination and rest in the Tengu Tomb. However, there, the curse of the ancestor of the Tengu always remains."
"Curse? Anyone who enters the Tengu Tomb will never return. Is this the content of the curse?" Yin Guihong asked keenly.
"'This is the resting place of the Tengu. No trespassing is allowed, no defilement is allowed. Those who dare to disturb the purity of our clan will die, have no life, and will never return.'" Lord Gaoyue said softly, "At least according to legend, the ancestor of the Tengu The curse left behind is so severe."
"If I don't go there myself, how will I know it's really a desert place?"
"That's true." Mr. Gaoyue said thoughtfully, "Since Master Xueyue asked you to go, I guess he didn't mean to ask you to die in vain. After all, he asked you to take this Jin Mie Fang with you."
Her words were not unpleasant, but Yin Guihong frowned. She also knew very well that it couldn't be said that Lord Xueyue couldn't do the job of teaching people to seek death, but it was just that he couldn't lose the weapon. Yes, even in the eyes of this impermanent ghost, the fact that this knife is much more important than his life is extremely natural and logical.
Even though he could have thought of it a long time ago, this still made him feel a burst of unknown fire, burning in panic. Is Yin Guihong really so unbearable, or does he, in the eyes of all the six realms of impermanence, regard the lives of mere mortals as worthless than grass?
Lord Gaoyue seemed to be deep in thought again, his eyelashes lowered, inadvertently showing a different kind of sadness. Yin Guihong picked up the tea cup and turned it in his hand, as if relying on the coolness in his palm to cool down the biting unwillingness in his heart. After a brief silence, Lord Satsuki asked:
"Do you know the origin of your scimitar?"
"Forged by the predecessor Shui Wujun, it is one of the six swords that resides in the beast path. The blade is taken from the fangs of the python god Mahuluaka during the war of gods thousands of years ago. But is this so?"
"That's true." Mr. Gaoyue nodded, "You may not know something, but the owner of this tooth once had a fierce battle with the ancestor of the Tengu. I'm just making a wild guess. Master Kaoshitsuki asked you to take it directly to the Tengu Tomb. Maybe that was taken into account.”
Yin Guihong seemed to understand, but felt that he had grasped something. Sure enough, Lord Gaoyue continued:
"Maybe, this tooth - this sword will give you some protection in a sense. An object made from the monster's hair, skin, bones and blood will still resonate even after the monster itself dies, or ...Mutually exclude each other. The python god's Hook Fang will probably dislike the Tengu and try its best to avoid being left in the Tengu's territory. In this way, it must protect its holder to a certain extent so that he can Can you take it out alive?"
"It turns out that it still has this meaning."
Yin Guihong understood. Unexpectedly, Lord Kutsutsuki usually looks out of shape, but he considers things very carefully, taking factors like this into account.
"Then, it's time to get down to business."
Lord Gaoyue finally emphasized:
"I certainly know the way to the Tengu Tomb. But neither I nor my children have ever been there. All I can say is, I wish you a safe journey and a good return."
Yin Guihong frowned, but still had something to say: "So, since you want to tell me the route, what kind of reward is required? It's better to negotiate it first."
"Remuneration?" Gao Yuejun concealed a smile. "Since it was recommended by an acquaintance, we won't discuss the price."
"But I know the rules of the Death Shadow Pavilion. If you want to get something here, don't you have to give something in exchange?" Yin Guihong seemed puzzled and wary.
"Just think of it as... doing a small favor to an acquaintance. After all, I have nothing to lose by informing you about this. How to deal with and use this news is entirely up to you. The Tengu Tomb is dangerous. In addition to pointing out the path, I I can't really help you."
Several hours passed unknowingly. It was afternoon when we arrived, and by the time Yin Guihong left the Death Shadow Pavilion, it was already dusk.
He did not see the previous monster again. After the conversation, Satsuki-kun called another subordinate, a monster with the appearance of a girl, named Zhutong. He followed Zhu Tong and took a few more turns. When his eyes opened up, he saw a sunset scenery.
The scenery here was different from when he came. Even if the intricate caves made it difficult for people to figure out the east, west and north, the difference in the landscape was enough for him to understand that Zhu Tong did not take him the way he came. Maybe it was because of the so-called confidentiality, or maybe it was intentional.
But it wasn't the scenery that caught his attention. After walking a few steps, he heard voices coming from not far away. It sounded like someone was arguing, but it wasn't too intense, as if the people arguing were trying their best to restrain themselves. Yin Guihong didn't expect there was anyone else outside the Death Shadow Pavilion, so he was somewhat surprised.
"I didn't expect it to be quite lively here."
He pretended to be casual and said semi-tentatively. Zhu Tong kicked the pebbles at his feet, turned his head and glanced casually towards the place where the sound came from.
"Well, actually we don't receive outsiders very much now. We can let you in only because you are a distinguished guest."
She moved a lot and stopped talking. Yin Guihong choked:
"...Then should I thank you for the promotion?"
"You're welcome." Zhu Tong said with a smile, "Well, I'll take you here, right? Don't wander around. I hope that next time we meet, you will still be a distinguished guest, and not...something else."
She drawled out the tone like a mischievous person, let out a soft laugh, waved her hand, turned around and walked back to where she came from.
Yin Guihong raised his head, checked his direction, and walked in the opposite direction to her. Maybe it was because he had just completed a goal, or because the conversation and thinking this afternoon had occupied his energy, his steps were not as neat as usual, but instead he was dragging his feet, as if he was confused.
As he walked slowly, the sky gradually darkened. Although it was not completely dark, the road seemed obscured.
He felt a little bit tired, and knew in his heart that it was not that he could no longer walk, but he was no longer in such a hurry. There was a fallen tree beside the road. He walked close to it, simply took off his knife, sat down, and put the knife and sheath across his knees.
Yin Guihong lowered his head, covering up the tired look on his brows, and looked at Jin Mieya who was resting on his lap in ecstasy. His fingers caressed the scabbard. The shape of this knife was really special, so there was no ready-made scabbard for it. The current pair was made by himself. He indeed cherishes this vicious blade, knows its value and power, and trusts it in battle. Thanks to the help it gives, he even likes the forced poison knife because of this. But, in such a weird and inexplicable place, would he entrust his life to it? I bet it will be out of some mysterious and mysterious feeling, and what kind of protection can it give him to protect him from death?
Go to Tengu Mound and walk down this road step by step...
He seemed to be thinking, or lost his mind, or was subconsciously restraining himself from thinking any more. Even if he had any doubts, they never bubbled up in his mind.
In this moment, another person walked on the road when he came. Apparently, it came from the place where the previous dispute occurred. Yin Guihong raised his eyes alertly and saw that the man had snowy hair, was wearing a crane cloak, and had a pure expression. He looked like a Taoist.
The Taoist Master was also looking at him, and Yin Guihong saw him glance at his lap, his eyes briefly lingering on Jin Mieya. The Taoist priest himself seemed to be wearing a sword. Yin Guihong squinted his eyes and could vaguely see the silhouette of a long soldier on the other side of his body.
It was dark, and when he saw the Taoist priest, he was not far away from him. Within a moment, the Taoist priest walked up to him and stopped unexpectedly.
"Excuse me, are you... coming out of Death Shadow Pavilion?"
Yin Guihong didn't answer. He didn't think he had the need to answer. The Taoist priest paused for a while and continued speaking to himself:
"They are now much more guarded than before. Not only are they not allowed in, they don't let anyone get close to the surrounding area at all. I wanted to go over, but Miss Xie stopped me. They were on guard against me, and they didn't even hide it, even... It’s like he’s especially on guard against me.”
"Of course I have a reason to guard against you." Yin Guihong finally spoke, "It seems that although you are an ordinary Taoist, I can feel that you are not as ordinary as you appear. If you really want to break in, you may be completely You can break through their blockade, you just didn’t choose to do that.”
The Taoist priest smiled and did not comment. He looked down, walked to the other end of the tree trunk, and sat down like Yin Guihong did. Yin Guihong turned his head and glanced at his waist. The Taoist priest's weapon was still blocked by his body and could not be seen clearly.
It should be just an ordinary sword. You can't just meet random people on the road and carry the Six Paths Divine Weapon with you. Yin Guihong thought lightly, withdrew his gaze, and heard the Taoist priest say again:
"Thank you for the compliment, just think that I really have that ability. It's just that I don't want to make the situation so ugly, not to the point of breaking up, so I have to do some courtesy on the face. But little brother, since you have never Did you see anything when you came out?"
Yin Guihong no longer wanted to talk. The Taoist priest's words reminded him of what he had said to Lord Gaoyue. This person made him feel weird. Who would say these words and ask these things to a random stranger?
"No. I was led in and out by others. I didn't see anything. Don't ask me."
"This is natural. They don't want their secrets to be seen by anyone." The Taoist priest did not feel dissatisfied, but nodded with deep understanding. "This is also the strange thing about the matter. They could have concealed it better so that we could not see it. It was unclear what they were hiding. However, they did reveal all kinds of clues. This attitude of not having three hundred taels of silver here even seemed like a provocation. I don’t know if this was because they were really acting in a hurry, or because they were really pretending that I had not yet Ways to read through, to stage some sort of demonstration.”
"..."
Yin Guihong was too lazy to reply. Why does he have to talk to himself so much? This long tone seemed to be very familiar to him, and he was sure that he had never seen this weirdo in his life.
The Taoist priest didn't seem to want to rest. After being quiet for a while, he stood up and gently patted the dust off his clothes. It's time to leave, Yin Guihong thought, and then, the Taoist priest looked at him again, his tone more serious than before.
"I am destined to meet you here today, and I would like to give you a piece of advice. If you persist in your stubbornness and just blindly move forward without caring about it, you may fall into the wrong path and be doomed."
He probably wasn't expecting Yin Guihong's answer, so he waved his hand and left after speaking.
Yin Guihong looked at his back and felt confused.
