Shui Yueqing also shook his head: "I don't have much research on this aspect. However, when I visited the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum before, I remember walking along a straight road for a long time after entering the gate. The tourist brochure at that time seemed to say that gate,
What kind of archway is it?"
"Shinto! It's Shinto! I remembered it!" Shui Yueqing's words suddenly reminded me that behind the stone archway there should be Shinto, and at the end of Shinto is the real underground palace!
I suddenly remembered the figure I saw just now, standing with hands behind his hands, facing the direction behind the stone archway! So I hurriedly imitated the figure and stood still, looking behind the stone archway. Standing on the altar, I could see a line about to
The path, completely covered by vegetation, winds and leads to an open space on the right front and disappears.
"Pangeng is buried there?!" The four of them were extremely surprised. The final burial place of a generation of emperors couldn't be without a grave, right? It was just a bare open space? This is too low-key!
"No, this path is for people to walk, and it does not extend to the end. The Shinto must be straight, and the central axis should be perpendicular to the stone archway." I pointed straight ahead: "Let's go along this road.
In the end, we can definitely find Pan Geng's true identity!" In fact, from here we can vaguely see that the ground in this direction is indeed somewhat special. A grass path about three meters wide, with much lusher vegetation than other places, leads straight from
The palace extends to the mountains in the distance!
The four people hurriedly got off the altar and ran along the lush grass strip towards the mountain at the end! This oasis was not too big after all, and in less than ten minutes, the four of them were still more than a hundred meters away from the mountain.
Da Zhuang suddenly stopped, pointed at a boulder at the foot of the mountain and shouted in a low voice: "There is someone there!"
Everyone hurriedly looked around and saw a black boulder less than 20 meters to the left of the Shinto. There was a man in black sitting on the boulder! If you didn't pay special attention, it would be really hard to spot!
Shui Yueqing murmured: "Why does that person's back look familiar to me?"
"My! It's him! Zhang Yuelu!" Da Zhuang suddenly recognized him!
When the two said this, I recognized him. It was indeed him! The straight back and the somewhat nondescript head shape were very distinctive: "I didn't expect this guy to move so fast and reach here!"
"Do you know that person? What is he doing sitting there?" Xia Jian scratched his head, feeling extremely confused.
"Let's leave quickly and leave him alone." Shui Yueqing urged.
The four of them were about to set off when suddenly five figures jumped out of the mountain in front of the grass belt. As soon as they came out, they heard Xia Jian shout: "It's them, those ninjas!"
"Only five are left?" Da Zhuang asked with some confusion. Along the way, he didn't find any danger. Why are there two missing?
"There's more in the back!" Shui Yueqing said with relief, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something: "Huh? Why is there one more?"
It was indeed very strange. Not long after the first five people appeared, three more people jumped out of the mountain. There was one person standing between the two black ninjas. After just one glance, I felt that the person in the middle was a bit familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.
Shui Yueqing looked in disbelief and exclaimed: "Song, Song, Songdao?! That person is Songdao!!!"
"Holy shit! It's really him!!!" Da Zhuang had never been so shocked, and he opened his mouth for a long time without closing it.
Xia Jian was confused by the two men and asked me: "Brother Long, what's the problem with that person?"
I didn’t have the energy to think about Xia Jian’s problem at all. My body felt like I was in an ice cave, and my back felt cold. I was so shocked that I couldn’t believe it for a long time: “No, it’s impossible! He is already dead! It was me who killed him.
He killed him with his own hands! And he died in the Eight Treasures Pagoda in Yunnan! Impossible! He is not Songdao, he must not be Songdao! Come on, go over and have a look!" I ran towards the three of them desperately.
The four of them had no chance to get close. Two ninjas among the five in front jumped in front of everyone, and then spoke Japanese to Shui Yueqing.
"They said we can't get close!" Shui Yueqing translated.
"Ask them, is that Matsushima?" I yelled a little frantically.
Shui Yueqing asked worriedly, and the two of them shook their heads immediately. I thought the answer was no, and I felt a lot more relaxed. But Shui Yueqing soon translated: "They said, no comment!"
Just when I was about to rush over, the man was being supported by two ninjas and ran past not far in front of us. Under the stunned gaze of the four people, the man turned his head and showed an extremely weird smile. Korematsu
Island! It’s really Songdo! Damn it, in an instant, the last bit of luck in my heart was shattered. What the hell is going on?! Why would a person who was obviously dead appear alive in another place!
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The group of ninjas ran along the rock wall not far, and a rope was hung from the top. Apparently there were people on top to catch these little devils. The two ninjas standing in front of us saw that Matsushima had successfully climbed to the top.