The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 167 Map
The old hall master said that he was the only one in Luban sect who was not taken away by the cursed thing.

I immediately retorted: "A generation of strange people, Shu Qi, the head teacher, has not been taken away by the cursed thing, and he is still in the Kunlun Imperial Tomb."

I deliberately brought up Gongshuqi, just to test the attitude of the old hall master.

Because my intuition told me that he didn't really want to stop me, but more like leading me to find this human skin on purpose.

Soon the old hall master said: "Gongshu Zhangjiao is not an ordinary person. He came from the sect and was born to decipher the curse. He cannot be counted in this list."

Seeing that he was willing to talk to me, I took advantage of the opportunity and said: "It seems that the head teacher Gongshu Qi is really a cursed reincarnation, no wonder he is so extraordinary. Old hall master, it is said that you existed here when the Sutra Pavilion was established, so you have seen Gongshu Headmaster Qi?"

He replied: "Not only have I seen it, I went down the well with Master Gongshu back then, and I saw with my own eyes that Master entered the coffin and was carried away by Nine Dragons."

After hearing what the old hall master said, I was a little dazed for a moment. The human skin in front of me was actually born a thousand years ago, and even went down a well to witness the beginning of the millennium puzzle, Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

I looked at this piece of human skin, and for a moment I didn't know where to start talking.

It was the old Hall Master who took the initiative and said, "Boy, do you think it's sudden? Just now I blocked you from entering the Cangjing Pavilion, but now I'm telling you the secret of the Luban Sect."

I said honestly: "The old hall master has your own reasons for doing this. I'm all ears, kid."

He snorted coldly and said, "Didn't you say that I am a traitor to the Luban sect? How dare you believe me as a traitor?"

I made a look of embarrassment, scratched my head, and said: "Old hall master, don't blame me for being rude, I just deliberately stimulated you like that. Actually, I can figure out why you have the imprint of Yin Yang sect in your soul." Thousands of years ago, during the heyday of my Luban Sect, I placed my disciples into the various sects of the Taoist sect to learn the techniques of the Taoist sect, so you must have been assigned to the Yin-Yang sect, old hall master."

He chuckled lightly, and said, "You are knowledgeable, it seems that even though you are just getting started, you already know a lot about Luban Sect. I'm afraid you have already done some research."

There was something in the old hall master's words, as if he was turning a corner and saying that I am from the Zhao family.

Seeing that I was silent, he said again: "Boy, don't be nervous. Since I let you find it, I have my reasons. In fact, the reason why I stopped you from entering the Sutra Pavilion and asked you to come back My dislike is that I deliberately pushed Xiao Lu San away to see you alone."

I was completely confused, but he continued: "There are some things that cannot be known to the disciples in the sect. They have faith in the patriarch. If there are some things that they know, I am afraid that their faith will collapse. The task that the head teacher Gongshuqi gave me back then It is to guard the Sutra Pavilion and wait for a young genius surnamed Zhao to come and tell him the secrets I know."

My body froze suddenly, and I was a little overwhelmed for a while.

The old master of the Luban sect is guarding the Sutra Pavilion, waiting for a person surnamed Zhao to share the secret?

This sounds a bit far-fetched, two hostile forces, how does it sound like cooperation?
Could it be that the old hall master is deceiving me?

I hurriedly said to him: "Old hall master, I'm really not the Zhao family. There are so many people with the surname Zhao in the world, don't get me wrong, maybe I'm not the one you want to wait for."

But he said: "I don't care if you are from the Zhao family or not. Your surname is Zhao. You also know that Master Gongshu is the reincarnation of a cursed thing, and you can discover my existence. That's enough. You are the one I want to wait for."

After listening to his words, Chen Anbang suddenly appeared in my mind. He was the one who persuaded me to join the Luban religion. Give me a hand?
And what makes me even more creepy is that Gongshuqi asked the old hall master to wait for someone surnamed Zhao here thousands of years ago. Could it be that he had predicted everything like a god and had already deduced everything?
Anyway, one thing is for sure, I thought I was a high-end hunter who concealed my identity, but now it seems that I am just the prey, and the real hunter who pretends to be the prey seems to be Luban Jiaogong Shuqi.

Gongshuqi may want to use the hands of Zhao's descendants to accomplish something he wants to do.

Even so, in order to know this secret, I had no choice but to be their prey willingly. I bit the bullet and asked the old hall master: "Old hall master, then what secret are you going to tell me?"

As soon as I finished asking, the talisman on the human skin suddenly glowed white light, the talisman was activated, and it was the old hall master who burned his own soul to activate it.

The old hall master's soul was burning, and the charms on the human skin began to change positions constantly, and densely packed pictures and texts began to appear on it.

Before the old hall master died, he said with a sense of relief: "Master Gongshu, Sun Jiuli, the master of the Qimen hall, has fulfilled his mission and finally found the person you were waiting for. Now I can go on my way with peace of mind."

Immediately afterwards, he said to me: "Boy, I was afraid that my memory would be blurred with the passage of time, so I tattooed the secret I want to tell you on my body. You can see for yourself."

The human skin fell, and I reached out to catch it.

On the human skin is a map with several paragraphs of text next to the map.

(End of this chapter)