"So, who asked you to guard this ancient tomb in the eastern suburbs, and why did you keep it here?"

Lu Ming took a deep breath, calmed himself down, abandoned the destruction of the ghost-faced slave's spiritual consciousness. He still had a lot to be taken out of the old man's mouth!

"I told you to give it back to the problem!"

The Ghost Face Slave obviously doesn't want to answer this question.

Lu Ming grinned, "Senior, why not let's compete with each other. If you lose, tell me what I want to know, how?"

"No!" The ghost-faced slave refused.

"Why?" Lu Ming was puzzled.

This guy is obviously a martial arts fanatic, but he can refuse to compete with him.

The ghost-faced slave paused and snorted: "I lost back then, I promised the other party three conditions."

"First, stationed here; second, you cannot agree to compete with anyone; third..."

When talking about the third time, the ghost-faced slave seemed to remember something, and his empty eye sockets stared at Lu Ming, "Yes... I remembered... Third, wait for the Four Symbols to appear!"

"The Four Symbols and Solar Evil, you are the Four Symbols and Solar Evil!"

The ghost-faced slave laughed, "I can finally leave this broken place where I can't shit!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed with his sharp eyes, but he didn't expect it to be related to him. Looking at the ghost-faced slave who was laughing, he hurriedly asked: "Senior, how did you see that the younger one is the fate of the four symbols and lone evil spirits, who is the other party?"

Lu Ming was eager to know the other party's identity.

"How did I know... Yes, how did I know..." The ghost-faced slave's terrifying face twisted together, but he couldn't think of how he knew the reason why Lu Mingnai's four-size lone evil spirits.

"senior!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, pulling the ghost-faced slave who was somewhat unstable back to reality.

"The senior's spiritual sense has not been fully restored. Some things can't be remembered and you can think about them slowly!"

Lu Ming's spiritual consciousness exerted a strong suppression on the ghost-faced slave's spiritual consciousness and comforted the other party.

The person who competes with the Ghost Face Slave and makes bets is a breakthrough in the incident, and Lu Ming must get the answer from the other party.

After the ghost-faced slave calmed down, Lu Ming withdrew his spiritual sense and spoke again, "This matter is related to the life experience of the younger generation. Please tell me who is competing with the older generation? Why did you let the older generation stay here?"

"Why!"

The ghost-faced slave sighed, "It's not that I can't say it, but that I can't say it."

Lu Ming frowned, a little confused, and even annoyed.

I tried hard to cure the other party's spiritual consciousness, but I couldn't ask a word of usefulness. Anyone would be angry!

But it is indeed not the ghost-faced slave who lets him take action.

Even if Lu Ming is angry, he will not be able to spread to the other party.

Fire!!

"But you can go and find Ye Kunlun." The ghost-faced slave changed his mind, "He knows that person, go and ask him!"

Lu Ming suppressed his anger and changed his question, "Then I will ask another question. Do you know what the female corpse in the ancient tomb of the East Suburbs originated from?"

This time, the ghost-faced slave nodded and replied: "Saint Maiden Dongyi, but I don't know why she was buried here!"

Lu Ming naturally knew that the other party was the Saint of Dongyi.

"Does the senior know that she was buried here to suppress the luck of China?"

"Impossible!" The ghost-faced slave refused, "Although my spiritual sense has dissipated for a hundred years, I can still feel that the fortune of China is increasing. How could it be to suppress the fortune of China!"

This is also what Lu Ming is strange about.

Judging from the pattern of the trapped dragon situation, it is to suppress the fortune of China.

But after that war, China has risen rapidly over the past century and its fortune is at its peak!

There is no sign of being suppressed.

"No, I must have neglected some link!" Lu Ming thought to himself.

With the failure of the dragon vein and the trapped dragon situation, if the luck in China continues to decline, it will increase unless other luck will make up for the suppressed luck!

But how strong is that luck that can make up for the suppressed luck?

Moreover, why do you need to do this in one go?

"Who buried her here?" Lu Ming had to get some useful information from the ghost-faced slave, otherwise it would be a waste of effort to toss all night.

The ghost-faced slave thought for a while before speaking: "This tomb was built together by three powerful men in the world, one of which is the owner of Shanhe Tower!"

"The other one is Zhang Daoyi, the leader of the Taoist sect."

"I don't know the third person, I don't know, and I have never seen him!"

Lu Ming did not expect that the previous Shanhelou owner would also participate in this matter. As for Zhang Daoyi, he didn't know who he was.

"Senior, do you know where to find Zhang Daoyi?"

The ghost-faced slave replied: "Zhang Daoyi was already in his twilight years at that time. I think he had already returned to dust and soil."

"However, Zhang Daoyi is a genius in the Dao Sect. He may have made a breakthrough again. He may live until now. If you want to find information about him, you can go to Dao Sect!"

"I think Dao Sect should have the information he left behind back then."

Lu Ming frowned.

If you want to know the person who competed with the Ghost Face Slave back then, you must first find Ye Kunlun!

If you want to know the secret of the ancient tomb in the East Suburbs, you have to go to the Dao Sect to find information about Zhang Daoyi.

"Hold!"

Lu Ming couldn't help but curse.

"Old man, I'm going to go to the tomb to explore!" Senior Lu Ming was too lazy to call out, because the old man was obviously hiding his weakness.

"The entrance to this tomb is not here!" the ghost-faced slave replied.

"Then why are you staying here?" Lu Ming rolled his eyes.

The ghost-faced slave replied, "Didn't you say you lost the competition?"

Lu Ming almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Okay! Since you meet me, you won't have to stick in this ghost place in the future. You can't stop me in and find out, right?"

The ghost-faced slave looked deep in the cemetery, "Boy, the layout of this cemetery has been changed once, be careful yourself!"

"You mean the matter of Huangpu Yongnian being buried here?"

"My spiritual sense was dispersed at that time, and I don't know who it was!"

"I only remember that one person took action and stopped me, otherwise the Huangpu family you mentioned would not have been able to bury Huangpu Yongnian here!"

Lu Ming stared at the terrifying face of the ghost-faced slave, thinking, "Old man, what are your plans next?"

"Of course I have to go and fight again with that man back then!" The ghost-faced slave replied without thinking.

"Old man, it's not that I'm laughing at you. Your current strength is not even as good as me. If that man was still alive, you would definitely not be his opponent!"

Lu Ming deliberately mocked the ghost-faced slave.

"That's me giving in to you!" The ghost-faced slave snorted, "Boy, do you know why I leave a knife mark on my face every hundred people I kill?"

"Why?" Lu Ming was a little curious.

"Because I am traveling to the Ghost Sword Shura lineage!" The ghost-faced slave said with a sense of pride.

The four words "Ghost Sword Shura" also shocked Lu Ming's body!

Yes, he finally knew why he always felt that the knife marks on the ghost-faced slave's face were unusual!

Because he is the Ghost Sword Shura!

The reason why he did not see his origin was that he had never seen the other party use a knife from the beginning.

According to the "Qixing Miscellaneous Records", the ghost sword Shura lineage has long disappeared a thousand years ago.

So, he didn't think in that direction!
Chapter completed!