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Chapter 587 Decision and Waiting (for Subscription)

Everyone walked up the black stone steps again.

Every time you pass through a tomb, you will find a place where there is no yin energy, which also corresponds to what the Feng Shui master said.

At the same time, Meng Zhao was even more certain in his heart that the so-called main tomb must be hidden in a secret cave.

In the middle of the journey, Baishicheng suddenly came to an empty tomb, and solemnly picked up a handful of dirt on the side.

"My lord, someone has been here, and not long ago, there were bloodstains on this soil."

Meng Zhao, Liang Muqiu and the others took a look, and they saw a dark red color on the soil, which was different from the normal soil quality, and the martial artist's unique sense of smell could faintly smell a fishy smell from the dried blood.

"alert!"

Han Pu immediately raised his arms and gave a cautious command. The warriors who were guarding all around drew out their weapons and surrounded Meng Zhao and the others.

To be honest, these warriors are not so much used for protection as they are used as cannon fodder.

Meng Zhao waved his hand, shook his head and said,
"Don't be so nervous, this person may have left, and look around to see if there are any traces!"

The warriors immediately took orders and searched in all directions along the marked brick and stone path.

Meng Zhao has three innate masters accompanying him, so he is not in danger.

Suddenly, from behind a locust tree, a figure sprang out and punched the warrior who was looking for the trace. Although the warrior was careful, but the difference in martial arts was too great, it was as if he had been hit by a shell, and his chest was hit directly. There was a terrifying fist mark in the depression, and the ribs were broken inch by inch.

Then, driven by a terrifying force, it smashed heavily on a blue stone tablet not far away.

The stele was smashed with cracks, and the warrior spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, seeing that he was dying.

This sudden change stunned everyone. Even Meng Zhao and others did not expect that someone had hidden so deep and was so close to them, yet they had not been discovered.

After this man smashed a warrior to death, he obviously knew that he was in danger, so he used an ingenious lifting technique, and ran towards the tower crazily, apparently wanting to escape.

Meng Zhao's face turned livid, his cold eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he glanced at Han Pu.

Han Pu understood, leaped forward, and his body transformed into a straight knife shape, cutting through the heavy air barrier, instantly cutting off the road ahead of this person, and at the same time, he turned his palm and shot a fiery red knife force, rolling a heavy The strong wind, like a landslide and tsunami, went away.

Every movement of his hands and feet has already seen the demeanor of a congenital strong man, and watching his movements, it is obvious that he has no real kung fu.

Although this man's martial arts are considered top-notch in the day after tomorrow, he is still vulnerable to such a tyrannical innate powerhouse like Han Pu. Although his fists dance with many phantoms, the strength of his fists is as compact as a towering fist The iron wall, but facing the raging fire, the hot wind and blade that swept over it, was immediately vulnerable and was thrown out directly.

When he got up from the ground again, his whole body seemed to have just escaped from the sea of ​​fire. His face, neck, arms, and exposed skin were all traces of being smoked.

Han Pu obviously kept his hand and didn't kill him.

He stretched out another hand and pressed it on his chest, sealing his Qimai acupoint like a lock, and then grabbed him and turned back to Meng Zhao and others.

With a plop, Han Pu threw the person in his hand to the ground, and cupped his fists at Meng Zhao.

At this time, Meng Zhao had already ordered people to restrain the body of the dead warrior. Seeing this, he asked,
"Who are you? Why do you stay here, and you are so cruel to kill my warriors?"

This problem is actually very normal, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no other reason involved.

But obviously, the person who was caught didn't enter here by mistake, but sneaked into it with some other purpose.

Hearing Meng Zhao's question, he raised his chin, glanced at Meng Zhao contemptuously, and ignored it.

Liang Muqiu looked at the man, seemed to ask a question, but said in affirmation,

"Did Tie Xiongfei send you here?"

A short sentence, but like a thunderbolt from the blue, the person's body trembled, and his face couldn't help twitching. Then he realized that the other party was testing him, and replied coldly,

"I don't understand what you're talking about.

Lao Tzu hides here to escape the pursuit of his enemies. When he sees someone searching, he kills him first. "

However, his clumsy performance and rhetoric are not convincing.

Not to mention Meng Zhao and others, even the little banner owner can see clearly that Liang Muqiu's words have poked the opponent's sore foot.

Meng Zhao ignored him and asked curiously,

"How did you know he was related to Tie Xiongfei?"

"Martial arts, his boxing techniques, are in the same line as Tie Xiongfei's, and it's even very likely that Tie Xiongfei taught them personally.

I have played against Tie Xiongfei, so I can tell at a glance.

But I can't figure out why Tie Xiongfei sent him here, what is his purpose? "

Meng Zhao didn't think it was strange. From his guess that this original wasteland, and now Yongling Mausoleum, there might be a secret cave hidden behind it. It is not unusual for Tie Xiongfei and the people behind him to do anything.

Although this piece of land is now an industry under his name, the value contained in it is something that people cannot give up.

How could it be possible to really let it go, it's normal to send someone over to follow up.

Even, this person may stay here for more than a day or two.

"It's very simple, Tie Xiongfei is worried about the situation here, and is afraid that people will find out the secrets here, so he sent someone he trusts to stay here, and even deal with some people who strayed here.

If I hadn't come here today, I'm afraid that for a long time, this place will become a jeopardy, and whoever comes here will die. "

Hearing Meng Zhao's words, this man's expression also changed wildly, and his slightly sinister eyes were also flustered.

"What now?"

Meng Zhao thought for a while, and ignored this guy. He knew at a glance that he was a guy who would not cry without seeing the coffin. He could ask questions after repairing it, so he ordered,
"One, take this man back to the mansion, torture him severely, let the night owl do it, if you don't believe it, you can't get anything out of it.

Second, send people to check this Yongling Mausoleum carefully to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net, and then send helpers, experts, to stay here permanently.

The rest, can only wait. "

The first point is easy to understand. After finally catching a person who has a close connection with Tie Xiongfei and is likely to know the whereabouts of Tie Xiongfei, he must use this as a breakthrough.

The second point, in fact, Meng Zhao didn't really want to keep this place airtight, but just sent a signal to the outside world.

He felt that he couldn't control this Yongling Tomb, and he didn't know the secrets inside. If he wanted to gain benefits, he had no way but to send a signal to the outside world.

For example, the guy who tried to assassinate him and take back Yongling secretly.

If he knew that he had already set his sights on this, he might have trouble sleeping and eating.

When it is impossible to start a direct war, either go straight to the war, or everyone goes to the negotiating table and negotiates a solution.

All in all, with Yongling in his hands, Meng Zhao has the absolute initiative.

He doesn't know the secret, it doesn't matter, as long as someone knows.

Wasn't someone else coming to cooperate with Tu Xiu's treasure back then?
Liang Muqiu and others also felt that this arrangement was very appropriate.

(End of this chapter)