Seeing that the Dragon Lord and Xiao Potian were both there, Zhao Jin was so scared that he bent his waist to ninety degrees. He bowed to the Dragon Lord and Xiao Potian and greeted him: "Zhao Jin, a grass sect, has seen the Dragon Lord and Xiao Hushang."

He hesitated for a moment before he said reluctantly: "I have met Lord Wang."

In his heart, Wang Jinglun could not compare with Xiao Potian.

"Zhao Jin, since you are a gold-touching hand, you should be familiar with those imperial tombs." Xiao Potian asked Zhao Jin in a calm tone.

When Zhao Jin heard this, his head buzzed. Stealing the imperial tomb is a complete death penalty. And now in front of the Dragon Lord, he admits that it is equivalent to signing the death penalty notice?

But if he lies and is discovered by Xiao Potian, will life be worse than death?

Zhao Jin was in a dilemma, and was so anxious that he sweated downwards.

"This...this...this...the grass people are not particularly familiar with the imperial tomb." Zhao Jin gave an ambiguous answer. His unfamiliarity does not mean that he denies stealing the imperial tomb, so it is not considered a lie.

"Aren't you Fan Gang's subordinate now? You're no longer a grass-roots person. Don't worry, I won't pursue what you have done before. I asked you this just to ask you the descendants of those who built mechanisms for the imperial tombs." Xiao Potian saw that Zhao Jin was so scared, and immediately smiled and comforted him.

When Zhao Jin heard that Xiao Potian was not paying his old debt, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He asked carefully: "Shishou Xiao Hu, what do you know about this?"

Seeing that Zhao Jin dared to ask why, Xiao Potian's face darkened and said coldly: "Zhao Jin, remember, whenever I ask you, I can just answer honestly. Don't ask why. Given that you don't know, I will make an exception this time to tell you that we want to find an expert in construction and craftsmanship."

"Xiao Hushuai, you asked me about this, and you really asked the right person. I have known them before... Anyway, I have learned about them in the key points. There is a rumor in our industry: Nan Ji Bei Yuwen, Dong Ding Xi Ma Jun, unfortunately met Zhong Mo, but I wanted to save my life." Zhao Jin said that he was best at the field, and couldn't help but shake his head, which was a bit like a storyteller.

"Explain your rumor carefully. We are not from your industry, so how do you know this?" Xiao Potian said.

"Hehe, Nan Ji is the descendant of Lu Ban in the south. The mechanism he created is very skillful and difficult to crack, but the purpose of their design mechanism is to make people retreat and not to easily kill people. Bei Yuwen is the descendant of Yuwen Kai in the north. Compared with Lu Ban's descendants, Yuwen Kai's descendants are good at deploying the entire city, especially proficient in Feng Shui and gossip. When they enter the ancient tomb he designed, they will get lost and be trapped in it if they are not careful." Zhao Jin explained.

"This, Lu Ban is strictly not a southerner, and Yuwen Kai is not a northerner either." Wang Jinglun questioned in a low voice.

"Everyone said it was their descendants. The big tree attracted the wind. Their descendants were running around to avoid the enemy. Now I am not sure whether their descendants were still based on the same side as before. This rumor is more based on the direction of their design of the ancient tomb."

Wang Jinglun nodded and signaled Zhao Jin to continue.

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Chapter completed!