My voice gradually became cold: "In other words, this secret pavilion is not only the place where the Emperor Shi Guard stores secret techniques, but also the prison for imprisoning the devil-turned-speaking clerks. I'm right?"

Guo Hongcai in the coffin moved slightly, but did not refute me.

I continued, "There were at least three clerks who were locked up in the Secret Pavilion with you, and at most five should be there. Otherwise, there would be no funeral maps for five maids here."

"If there is no funeral map for the maid, you should be an invincible existence in the royal secret pavilion. No one can do anything to you. Back then, the man in black who rushed down did not do anything to you. It was not that he didn't want to kill people, but that he was unwilling to pay too much."

"The people who have hunted down Chen Sanmu broke in for the secret technique in the secret pavilion. They can beat Chen Sanmu, but they are not your opponent. So they all died here."

"Old Chen has come down, but he is lucky enough to escape from you. However, he was seriously injured. He kept saying that the reason why he did not die in one breath was because he had been seriously injured and died. The so-called medical treatment of the Chen family is probably what Lao Chen learned to save himself after being injured."

The more I said, the more silent Guo Hongcai in the coffin became. I gently tapped the coffin with the nails on the coffin and said, "I can't figure it out now. That is, what exactly do the people in Yuntian Villa want to get from you? Can you tell me?"

I can only believe half of Guo Hongcai's words.

At least, he did not explain the purpose of the two groups of men in black entering the imperial history secret hall, nor did he mention the origin of the coffin.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Guo Hongcai reluctantly argued: "What other secrets can be found in this imperial history secret pavilion? All those who should be destroyed have been destroyed, and the only people left are us lonely ghosts."

"Is that true?" I said in a deep voice: "Then why did you want to hit me Shura Blood Clothes?"

While I was talking, Feng Lanxi gently pulled my sleeve.

My first reaction was that the crisis was approaching.

Guo Hongcai once said that he was not the only clerk who was imprisoned at that time. In addition to the Confucian corpse that I was chopped to death, there should be another person here.

Even my ghost eyes can't see.

Feng Lanxi's meaning was that she felt that the person was coming.

I still kept nailing the coffin to the wooden board and hit it quietly: "Guo Hongcai, I will ask you one last question. How many scribes were you who were deviled back then?"

"I don't know!" Guo Hongcai said: "We scholars do not trust each other, and no one will reveal to each other how many secret techniques they have mastered."

My voice suddenly sank: "Even if you are imprisoned here, it's not OK? Have you ever thought that you would let you out after lying in the coffin and lure me into the bait, and your companions killed me?"

Guo Hongcai suddenly disappeared.

Just as Guo Hongcai said, there is no minimum trust among the demon-turned-language clerks. Otherwise, there would be more than one Guo Hongcai who attacked me just now.

I said lightly: "Guo Hongcai, you said, after that person came from behind me and killed me, would he pick up the coffin nails on my body and nail them into the crack of your bones with your own hands?"

As I was talking, Feng Lanxi was also pulling my sleeves hard and shaking them around.

She was telling me that the man was here.

I also know that someone is approaching the coffin, but what if I can't see the other person?

I threw the nail on the coffin on the ground and said to the coffin: "Guo Hongcai, the nail is on the ground. Can you guess, who is the one who nailed you?"

"You use..." Guo Hongcai only shouted two words, the nails of the coffin that I threw on the ground turned into a white light, penetrated the coffin several feet thick and nailed into the wall. Black blood with a fishy smell kept dripping from the nails, and a trace of phosphorus fire was also revealed in the coffin.

Guo Hongcai, who had been trapped after many twists and turns in the future, was gone like this? He was wiped out in a divine manner under our noses, but Feng Lanxi and I didn't even see his shadow.

The cold sweat on my forehead slowly rolled down, and the maid in red in the red painted on the wall lowered her blood umbrella and shivered behind her blood umbrella.

Can they see that person?

Feng Lanxi suddenly turned around and stuck back to back together with me: "In a while, you go first!"

Before I could retort, I heard a sound of swords coming from the direction of the door of the Secret Pavilion.

The tremor of the long sword was a hundred meters away but penetrated the numerous restrictions of the Emperor's Secret Pavilion and clearly reached the bottom of the Secret Pavilion.

Although it was just a sound of a knife, it brought a feeling of being like a top master, standing in a breeze and indifferently inviting to fight.

My grandfather is here!

I suddenly turned my head and looked towards the direction of the Secret Pavilion gate.

I was so familiar with the sound of the knife. It was the sound of my master using his finger to splash the knife.

My master is inviting to fight against the ghosts and gods in the secret pavilion?

The next moment, I clearly felt that the ghost in the Invisible Secret Pavilion had left the third floor and appeared in the second floor.

The next moment, I could no longer sense the other person's existence.

My grandfather's voice came from outside: "Little bastard, stay away from Jiujie's eyes in the future. I can't save your life every time your grandfather. I'll clean up this time. I'll let me do it next time, so don't worry about my name."

My face turned red by my grandfather's scolding, but Feng Lanxi said, "Is Mr. Wu so awesome? I knew I had the ability to eat that ghost before I could do it?"

"My master never brags!" I said this, but I had no confidence in my heart.

The ghost and god came and went without a trace. Feng Lanxi and I couldn't even catch him, so why would we talk about fighting with him?

I stood under the Secret Pavilion for a long time, but I didn't see any movement on it, but I waited for Lao Feng.

When Lao Feng saw me, he said the first sentence: "That guy asked Lao Wu to clean up. He told you, don't join in the fun if you have nothing to do. He will do the Wu family's affairs, just live a good life yourself."

As Lao Feng spoke, a ray of cold wind turned up and rolled up the coffin on his shoulders. He turned around and wanted to walk out. I stepped forward and said, "Old Feng, is my master looking for Jiujieyan?"

Apart from the Nine Tribulation Eyes, I can't think of how my master could see the ghost and god in the Secret Pavilion.

Lao Feng paused: "Your master is much better than you. He can do things you can't do. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. If you get angry, you will have to be beaten. Let's go!"

Old Feng didn't give me a chance to speak anymore, and quickly left the Secret Pavilion with the coffin.

My master is hiding something from me!

My grandfather is too stubborn!
Chapter completed!