When the people in the corridor were less than ten meters away from the white-haired old man and the man in the jacket, the white-haired old man directly shined his flashlight on them. There were three people in the corridor, two men in their forties, and one was the same age as the white-haired old man.
They are similar old men in gray robes, their physical qualities are also similar, and their age is clearly evident.
"who!"
One of the three men, a man wearing a leather jacket with a sinister look on his face, gave a low drink.
The gentle-looking man wearing cotton clothes next to the man in the leather jacket also had alert eyes in his eyes.
The old man in the gray robe, the man in the leather jacket, and the man in the cotton coat all pointed their flashlights at the white-haired old man and the man in the jacket.
After seeing the situation of the other two, the three of them were not so nervous. Obviously, the old man and the young man opposite were no match for them.
The three of them walked up to the two of them calmly. The man in the leather jacket raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked with gloomy eyes: "You are also here to see the real dragon's feet, right?"
The man in the jacket glanced at the white-haired old man, who said angrily: "Not bad."
"Did you find anything?"
The gentle man in cotton-padded clothes answered.
"Some clues have been found."
The white-haired old man replied.
"oh?"
The man in cotton-padded clothes raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can I share it with you?"
The white-haired old man glanced at the man in cotton-padded clothes and didn't answer. The man in jackets saw that his uncle didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything either.
"Say it and we will spare your lives. But if you don't, I will send you on your way now."
The eyes of the man in the leather jacket were filled with coldness.
At the same time, the man in the leather jacket took out a dagger from his waist.
"I'm not scared. Don't scare me with a knife here."
The white-haired old man glanced at the man in the leather jacket with disdain, then narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "If we die, you will never find clues. Come on, do it!"
After saying this, the white-haired old man closed his eyes and looked like he was begging for death. The man in the jacket quickly cooperated with his uncle's acting and closed his eyes to die generously!
In fact, the man in the jacket was very panicked at this time, and his back was already wet. I really don’t know what the uncle was thinking!
"What the hell, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a fine. Do you really think I won't dare to kill you?"
Isn't it just a clue? If you can find it, I can also find it?"
The man in the leather jacket roared angrily.
"Then you can try..." The white-haired old man sneered, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said calmly with his eyes closed.
"Just try it! Humph!"
The man in the leather jacket snorted coldly and raised the dagger in his hand, intending to stab the white-haired old man.
"Wait!"
At this moment, the voice of the old man in gray robe sounded.
As soon as these words came out, the man in the leather jacket immediately stopped, looked back at the old man in gray robe and said: "Master..."
"Put down the dagger."
The old man in gray robe pressed his hand to the man in leather jacket.
"Master..."
"I asked you to put it down!"
The man in the leather jacket smacked his mouth and had to slowly take down his raised hand. However, he did not insert the dagger back into his waist. Instead, the hand holding the dagger tightened.
The old man in gray robe took two steps forward and said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "We asked you if you found any clues, and you immediately answered that we found them. It's very satisfying!"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man opened his eyes and replied: "What can I do if I don't feel happy?
We are no match for you."
The old man in gray robe just stared at the old man with white hair and said nothing.
"If we cooperate with you, there may be a way to survive."
The white-haired old man continued.
"It's good to cooperate, but since you want to cooperate, why didn't you say anything when my disciple He Yan Yuese asked you?"
The old man in gray robe pointed at the man in cotton-padded clothes, looked at the white-haired old man and asked.
"Brother, we have worked so hard to get here. There is only one True Dragon Foot. We cooperated with you to get the True Dragon Foot. You can't cut the True Dragon Foot in half, right?
This means our work has been in vain."
The white-haired old man asked, "Although I wanted to save my life, it was very difficult to make this decision. I just paused, and your apprentice got mad and threatened us. My old man is a stubborn person.
The most annoying thing is the threat, the worst possible outcome is death!"
After saying this, the white-haired old man crossed his arms across his chest and said proudly: "Anyway, it's hard for you to find clues even if I'm dead."
The old man in gray robe raised his eyelids, glanced at the white-haired old man, rolled his eyes slightly, and laughed, "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
As the gray-robed old man spoke, he walked up to the white-haired old man and gently patted the white-haired old man on the shoulder.
"How can we live up to your good intentions?
Don’t worry, with me here, you will never be in danger of your life!”
The old man in gray robe said loudly.
The white-haired old man knew in his heart that what he had said was over. If he didn't restrain himself, he would be embarrassed. After all, they were the weaker party.
"Brother, since you have said so, we will do our best to cooperate with you, but if you have any questions, please raise your hand."
The white-haired old man said.
"What's up?"
The old man in gray robe raised his eyebrows.
"We have worked so hard to get here, but we really don't want our work to be in vain."
The white-haired old man said, "We can't compete with you for the real dragon's feet, but I hope you can give us something else."
"Besides the True Dragon's Foot, are there any other treasures here?"
The old man in gray robe subconsciously answered.
"It's not really a treasure, it's just of some use to me."
The white-haired old man said.
"Master, look, there is a huge jade dragon ice cicada!"
At this moment, the man in the leather jacket exclaimed.
The old man in gray robe looked over, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "There is such a big Jade Dragon Bingchan..."
"What we want is this Jade Dragon Ice Cicada..." At this time, the white-haired old man took over the words.
"Okay! This thing isn't of much use to us, just give it to you!"
The gray-robed old man with a headache responded quickly.
The man in cotton-padded clothes glanced at the old man in gray robe and said nothing.
"Now can you talk about the clues you found?"
The old man in gray robe asked.
"You know the Bai dragon culture, right?"
The white-haired old man asked.
"I know..." The gray-robed old man nodded in agreement, "The dragon culture of the Bai ethnic group has a long history. As early as ancient times, the ancestors of the Bai ethnic group, the Di and Qiang ethnic groups, already had the custom of worshiping dragons.
In addition, under the influence of the dragon culture of the Zhuxia ethnic group, a strong awareness and thought of worshiping the dragon gradually formed. The tattoo custom existing among the Bai people is a historical testimony of the worship of the dragon and the thought of dragon worship.
You mean, the real dragon feet buried here are related to the dragon culture of the Bai people?"