Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1092: Uncontrollable

The man rubbed his face, saying he had just brushed against the rock wall but accidentally touched his wound. He grimaced in pain, but still said to Ye Fengsheng, "If not for the ceremonies of the younger generation, not for your entry into the tomb, not for the clean determination shown on the suspension bridge, why do you think I would let you come here?"

As he spoke, he seemed to realize what he was saying. He stared at Ye Fengsheng's voice, stammering for a long time before saying, "Pei's pure determination can only cultivate empty palms, but cannot cultivate the Heavenly Eye! Only then did you show both the Heavenly Eye and empty palm! You are not one of the ancients!"

"Speak! Who are you?"

Taking a big gulp, he glared at Ye Fengsheng's voice, as if at this moment Ye Fengsheng's voice was an enemy of his father, and his anger was uncontrollable.

His expression twitching, Ye Fengsheng awkwardly raised his hands in greeting, "The younger generation's Ye Fengsheng, Ye Zhi's child, Ye Zhi is my grandfather."

"Your's?"

The man thought for a moment, eyes still filled with caution: "I do not know Ye Zhi."

"Then who do you know?"

Ye Fengsheng was at a loss. No one knew him.

"This place?"

Ye Fengsheng thought for a moment and replied, "You mean the Ninth Palace in the sky, the shadows of the two stars are hidden in the Ninth Palace?"

"Now I begin to believe you come from ancient times,"

The man's face showed a faint smile: "Martial arts may have mastered invisibility, but in the research of martial arts, though faced with laws of such high attainment, you must immerse in the youth's eyes to achieve, you have such a high level, the two stars will sit in mystery, except for the ancients. Who else can achieve it?"

Ye Feng's voice remained unchanged: "It is not impossible to exorcise the evil spirit for you, but you should forever tell me who is buried here. You need to verify my identity. Can't I always be driven by your mouth alone?"

Mentioning this, the man's face showed a solemn and dignified look towards the direction of the capital, then shook his head: "I cannot tell you, people here do not want to be disturbed, you will do this for me in the face of evil, I believe you are among the ancients, will give you the golden box, then my ancestors generation after generation. The task is fully complete, dismantle the broken Long Shi monument, you and I will never see each other again!

"Are you sure?" Ye Fengsheng furrowed his brow. "What if you are outside?"

"You can rest assured!"

The man's face showed a look of relief, but he very sadly said: "This is the mission of my ancestors for generations, also the glory left by my father to me. But for many years, I have not known whether this is honor or curse. The reason I am alive is to give you my father's silk box. From the moment the silk box is handed to you, in ancient China, I am free."

"I do not want my descendants to continue to bear the same pain as me. The world is beautiful. I have been isolated from the outside for too long to integrate into it. If so, let me sleep here with these elders, forever silent in the abyss of history."

Indeed, if you have not touched the light, you can naturally accept the darkness. The saddest thing is not that you cannot endure darkness after embracing the light, but when you go to embrace the light, you suddenly find that you cannot survive in the light!

To like, to yearn, but not to own, is a very sad thing, if the sadness ends in this place, it is not a bad thing.

After long contemplation, Ye Fengsheng finally nodded vigorously: "Alright! I promise you, help you out of the troublesome situation outside!"

"Go! I will go with you!"

The man smiled and pushed Ye Fengsheng two steps, then answered, "You go first. I will go get some things. Only I can touch the things here. No matter what they are, you cannot take them away!"

He said, his eyes staring at Ye Fengsheng's applause inflamed on the ground: "Including the python!"

...

After a brief silence, Ye Fengsheng had to send back the localized inflammation.

"Rest assured! In the silk box, my ancestors have kept secrets for thousands of years, they will never let you down!"

The man raised the inflammation in his hand, giving Ye Fengsheng a reassuring look.

"If you have jade marrow, you can give me some."

Before Ye Feng's voice and words, the man's hurried steps paused slightly, raising his hand to Ye Feng's voice.

His heart tightened, at this moment Ye Fengsheng still remembered himself, Qiu Juan had some gratitude in her heart, pulling Ye Fengsheng's arm, she asked: "Did he agree?"

"This is a promise."

Ye Fengsheng looked toward the direction where the man left, feeling the vastness and solemnity of this place. In its midst, the soul seemed to have to kneel to the ground. An irresistible devotion slowly seeped into his heart. Fortunately, when he seized the opportunity to regain his senses, sweat droplets formed on his forehead.

Qiu Yun nodded thoughtfully, saying: "Yes, these things are of no use to him at all. You have helped him so much, he has no reason to refuse."

As for Qiu Yun, Ye Fengsheng's voice was undeniable.

If the tomb guardian spoke the truth, then from whatever angle one speaks, it is the ancients who owe an ancestor a favor, under this premise, whatever request is made, it is excessive! This is unacceptable!

Whether the tomb guardian responds or not, this is something that cannot be reproached, and needs to be deeply remembered.

As for the answer of others, perhaps it comes from a kind of "people will die" mentality.

When it reappeared in the sunlight, the sky turned dim. Ye Fengsheng and Qiu Yun looked at the golden clouds ahead in the sunset, waiting for the tomb guardian to appear quietly.

Time was neither short nor long. The sun moved westward, the mountain top covered a corner, Ye Fengsheng finally saw the tomb guardian with a silk box in hand from another direction.

Evidently, the tomb had more than one exit.

"Follow me."

Ye Fengsheng walked toward him, reaching out to grab his arm. "This will be a night, his whole life will be difficult. It is necessary to deal with these things before the sun sets."

The tomb guardian, listening to Ye Fengsheng's words, looked at the distant golden sun, showing a longing look in his eyes, nodded vigorously: "Ok!"

He was not a monk, but could only carry your voice in the upper half of the sky, because there was some anxious reason, though Qiu Tianyun found it very difficult to understand, she still could only watch your voice in the sight with some distance, which made her angry, but helpless.

"Mr. Ye!"

When Ye Fengsheng and the tomb guardian fell together, the first thing he saw was three police cars below. Meanwhile, Qin Chaoyu was explaining something to the police.

As soon as she saw Ye Fengsheng's arrival, Qin Chaoyu quickly abandoned the police she was negotiating with, hurriedly ran to Ye Fengsheng, and happily said: "You're back!"

"There are things to do," Ye Fengsheng nodded and said, "let them out first. I have urgent matters."

The rain of Qin State looked at the closed small building and said: "Mr. Ye, when they returned from the tomb, they no longer wanted to go back to the small building, so now there is no one in the small building."

Then she looked at the gray-faced man behind Ye Fengsheng and asked: "Is it right, Qiu Yun?"

"Oh?" Ye Fengsheng did not answer, just raised an eyebrow, looking at the tent not far away and said: "Really a group of people who won't give up until they hit a wall."

"Ye Fengsheng is right."

Several police officers standing next to the police vehicles muttered as they walked over, took out their ID, glanced at Ye Fengsheng, and said: "Someone reported that you were involved in a murder case, also suspected of intentional injury. We hope you can come back with us to investigate, hopefully, you will cooperate."

"I don't have time now."