After reading the poem, he shook his head: "I don't know."

He was very honest, with a hint of confusion on his face.

Others also shook their heads one after another.

These names are extremely strange and have never heard of them.

Even Ningyue couldn't help but shake her head at this time.

Even as the elder here, he is extremely unfamiliar with these names.

There was only one person, frowned at this time, staring at the names on the tombstones with his eyes tightly.

Although the wooden monument is broken, the name on it has become a little blurred by the baptism of time.

However, every stroke and every stroke on each word above was still enough to make him tremble on the spot.

"They...they..." He couldn't speak, and could only look at Han Sanqian blankly: "These graves... are all...real?"

Han Sanqian nodded.

"These are all the true gods in the world that once became famous."

He shouted in a trembling voice, a little disbelief, but more shocked.

Obviously, this person can only be the world's Bai Xiaosheng.

Although he is familiar with the world, he still has some impression of the names of these ancient gods.

When the crowd was silent at the same time when they heard the words of Bai Xiaosheng in Jianghu, they completely exploded.

"What?"

"These... are these cemeteries of the true god?"

"No, how could our true gods in the world in all directions be in such a place? And, not one or two, but..."

"this……"

A group of people looked at each other in collective contempt, almost unable to believe this fact.

What is the true god?

It is a God in the true sense, an out of reach, a God who can only hear its name but not see its body.

But now, not only can everyone see it, but even at this moment, they are lying in the land under their feet. How can it not shock people? How can it not fear people?

Moreover, there are so many at one time.

Han Sanqian fully understood their fuss, because when he first met him, wasn't that the same?

"Three thousand, if these are the cemeteries of the ancient true gods, I don't understand why you came to dig their graves late at night?" Ningyue asked strangely.

Shiyu was also puzzled: "Yes, leader, this is a bit wrong. You just said that they are your benefactors. Since they are benefactors, why...they are digging someone's grave?"

Han Sanqian smiled helplessly: "This matter is a long story, so I won't explain it in detail."

"Besides, they are my benefactors, and I have to keep some secrets for them."

"The reason I dug a grave is that I have promised them before, wanting to transfer their corpses back to their hometown so that they can be buried in the true sense."

"As for why this dig..."

"I don't have time to practice pills during the day."

After a while, everyone understood it, but not completely understood it. However, when Han Sanqian said this, Ningyue and his group of people were really not able to continue asking questions.

"Why don't we help you?" Ningyue asked.

Han Sanqian shook his head: "Forget it, here are all a group of respected seniors. Since they have entrusted their affairs to me, I should complete it alone and fulfill my promise. This is also a kind of respect for them." Han Sanqian shook his head.

"It is a good thing for a loyal person, I agree. If it is a fake hand of others, it is inevitable that there will be some criticism." Jianghu Baixiaosheng said.

Ningyue nodded: "Would you like to call Yingxia to come and accompany you? The matter happened suddenly. I thought there was a traitor. For safety reasons, I left some people to protect them."

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly: "I'm digging a grave. Do you think this is digging a treasure. It's not a big happy event. I'm not afraid of Yingxia this night, so why don't Nian'er be afraid? Go back, you guys, I'm going to start digging a grave."

Ningyue and the others looked at each other, smiled bitterly, nodded, turned around and left with a group of people.
Chapter completed!