I smiled and said, "It depends on whether you want Chen Sanmu to die."

Chen Sanmu smiled bitterly and said, "Dang Wu, I really doubt that you have known me for a long time. Otherwise, how could you guess everything right?"

I smiled and said, "It's not that I'm awesome, but that the prompts they gave me are too obvious."

When Chen Sanmu and I walked down the stairs side by side, Chen Sanmu said, "Since the Wu family is so beautiful, then guess our origin?"

Chen Sanmu obviously wanted to save some face, but I had no intention of giving him face.

"I can't guess what happened to this secret pavilion. However, I can guess your identities."

I turned my head and looked at the female ghost walking behind me and said, "If I was right, the Qing soldiers slaughtered thousands of foxes here was not a legend. But what they wanted was not the fox's fur, but blood. A painter used fox blood to draw these female ghosts in red on the wall."

"You should be the painter who drew them back then? In other words, you are the father of these women, except Lu Yihan."

When I mentioned Lu Yihan, Chen Sanmu's body trembled obviously.

I continued, "Fox blood has spirits, which can make female ghosts change in a variety of ways. However, the killed foxes also have resentment and will always find ways to retaliate. You are among the people they want to retaliate, but you are not the most important person. The person they want to retaliate should be Lu Yihan, right?"

Chen Sanmu sighed and said, "My master said that when he taught me the secret method, the secret method of a hundred-element harms the sky. If you can do it, don't use it. Especially you can't exchange it for wealth and glory, otherwise you will be retribution."

"But I was young at that time! I wanted to be a good person, so I took the initiative to expose the secret techniques of hundreds of abilities. But what I received was half a lifetime of sadness and a hundred years of bad luck!"

As Chen Sanmu spoke, he led me into a hall full of coffins.

As soon as I stood firm, more than half of the coffins opened. The female ghost in red, led by Song Si, came out with an umbrella. All the red umbrellas in their hands were closed, pointing to the ground with a sharp arrow.

Hongxuan stepped forward and said, "Song Si, what do you want to do?"

Song Si looked straight at Chen Sanmu and said, "Kill him!"

Chen Sanmu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Now this scene is already as I expected. Since the appearance of the female ghost in red, I found that they were extremely conflicted in their work. Some wanted Chen Sanmu to return to the Secret Pavilion, while others wanted his life.

Hongxuan and Song Si happen to be two opposing extremes.

As soon as Song Si said that, the two sides immediately became tense.

Chen Sanmu said slowly, "Whether you want to kill me or come back, wait until I finish dealing with the matter! So many years have passed, and nothing is in a hurry, right?"

Song Si hesitated for a moment and slowly took two steps.

Chen Sanmu pointed to the unopened coffins and said, "That's the place where I buried half my life. Look!"

Although the coffins were empty, they were filled with a faint blood.

I opened two coffins before saying, "These coffins have never been filled with corpses in the past. They should have been filled with some things that use human blood as raw materials. What is included in it?"

Chen Sanmei picked his thumb and said, "The Wu family is indeed as wise as a torch. There are blood records that record the secret techniques of hundreds of lines."

My eyes suddenly shrank: There has always been a taboo in the art of art, that is, "The secret technique can be passed on but not loaded." It means that the secret technique can only be passed on by master and disciple, and it cannot be recorded in the literal form.

Some people say that secret techniques cannot be loaded because no one teaches them, and those who practice secret techniques are prone to death.

Some people also say that secret techniques have a spirit, and ordinary paper cannot withstand the cause and effect involved in secret techniques, and will be destroyed after three days when it falls on the paper.

In a sense, the secret technique of the Hundred-Elements is a bit stranger than the inheritance of the genuine sorcerer, and the cause and effect may be greater. How did those people write the secret technique of the Hundred-Elements on paper?

Seeing that I was puzzled, Chen Sanmu finally smiled: "Although the hundreds of secret techniques in the coffin were used forbidden techniques, they could only be watched in the coffin. As long as someone took them out, they would immediately turn into ashes."

Chen Sanmu continued without waiting for me to ask, "After those people send their blood stalls, they will do two things. The first is to let the eye on the wall browse the secret technique. The second is to use the coffin to seal the secret technique, and it will not be opened without any special circumstances."

"Eyes on the wall?" When I looked in the direction of Chen Sanmu's finger, I saw a groove the size of a longan on the wall. There should be an "eye" embedded there. Now, the eye is nowhere to go.

Chen Sanmu said: "I saw that eye looked like some kind of magic weapon, but the person in charge of guarding that eye told me that the eye was alive. It was more true than the eyes of a living person!"

When I heard this, my heart couldn't help but pound, but said calmly on the surface: "Does that eye have a name?"

Chen Sanmu said: "I heard that the eye is called Jiujie Eye."

Although I had a premonition, when Chen Sanmu gave the answer, my heart was still pounding and pounding in control.

I controlled my emotions as much as possible: "Where did that Nine Tribulation Eye go?"

Chen Sanmu said: "After those people gathered the Hundred-Edge Secret Techniques, they put Jiujie Eyes in a coffin and took them out of the Secret Pavilion. Back then, they didn't let me get close when they were loading the coffin, I just took a look from a distance. But..."

Chen Sanmu hesitated for a moment before saying, "I think there should be a person and a living person lying in the coffin at that time. The place where those people placed the Nine Tribulation Eyes should be on the middle of that person's eyebrows. I can feel that the person was still breathing at that time."

I said in a deep voice: "Where did they transport that coffin?"

"I don't know!" Chen Sanmu said: "I haven't been out since I entered the Secret Pavilion. God knows, where did they get the coffin?"

I asked again, "When did they transport the coffin, you should know?"

Chen Sanmu smiled bitterly and said, "I only know that I came in for fifteen years. Staying here, even if I want to see the sky outside, I don't know how long I have lived here."

The fifteenth year of Jiajing?

According to Chi Mobai, the last dead man squad should have been in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. The time was too far apart, right?

I asked subconsciously: "Then you should know who your boss is, right?"

"I know this." Chen Sanmu said: "I was affiliated with the Emperor Shizu at that time."

"Emperor Shin-seok?" I didn't expect Chen Sanmu would give me such an answer.
Chapter completed!