Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

Er Erhong's status in the Laojiu Sect is second only to Zhang Dafoye, a figure who was famous in the Southern Sect decades ago and the master of Chen Pi Asi.

The younger brother lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"I can't remember, who is he?"

Master Zhang knew his old problem, so he immediately explained it in detail and took out an old yellowed photo.

"You should have had a chance encounter with him back then."

There are two young people in their prime in the photo. One of them is wearing a straight military uniform and has a majestic appearance. He is the young Buddha Zhang.

There is another person wearing a mandarin jacket and long robe, with a face like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and a melancholy temperament between his eyebrows. He is February Red.

The little brother looked at the photo carefully, tried to recall it, and then nodded.

"I have an impression. What happened to him?"

Lord Zhang slowly recounted what happened ten days ago.

That day, Grand Buddha Zhang was reading in the bamboo pavilion when he heard from outside the door that the Second Master was visiting.

Decades ago, Zhang Qishan and Er Erhong retired together, left Changsha and moved to Hubei.

But they are different. Zhang Dafo is in a semi-retired state, but in fact he is still the leader of Laojiu Sect, and he will intervene in all major affairs in the world.

Er Erhong completely withdrew from the world and did not care about worldly affairs. Even Zhang Dafo Ye did not know where he lived.

Although they kept in touch over the decades, they rarely saw each other.

In fact, the friendship between the two was very deep, but Yue Hong was aloof and stubborn, and after retiring, she was unwilling to deal with people in the world, even Zhang Dafo, who was close friends in life and death.

The last time we met was twelve years ago, when Lord Zhang was celebrating his 90th birthday, Er Erhong made an exception and came to have a glass of wine.

In the next twelve years, they didn't even talk on the phone a few times.

This time Er Erhong suddenly came to visit, which surprised Zhang Dafo.

Unexpectedly, an old friend came to visit. Lord Zhang was very happy and quickly invited the second master in.

Like Zhang Dafo Ye, Er Er Hong is an old man who is over a hundred years old and has long lost his former charm.

Looking at February Hong, whose hair and beard were all white, Zhang Dafo could not help but sigh.

The hero's head is old and his beauty is withered.

The two chatted for a long time, talking about past events.

Suddenly, Er Erhong sighed softly and said something without warning.

"Lord Buddha, please take care."

These words came out of nowhere, as if he was saying goodbye to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Dafoye and Er Erhong are both old people over a hundred years old. It is said that some people can predict their own death after they are eighty years old.

Could it be that Er Erhong knew that she was not going to die soon?

"Second Master, what do you mean by this?"

Er Erhong did not explain, but raised her eyes to the horizon and spoke slowly.

"Looking south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yangtze River at night, the jackdaws are flying all over the water."

After saying that, he stood up and smiled softly at Lord Zhang.

At this moment, Zhang Dafoye had a feeling in a trance.

There was a faint clarity in Yue Erhong's cloudy eyes, as if he had become decades younger and had transformed back into the high-spirited second master he once was.

Then, Er Erhong cupped her hands and said with a smile.

"Lord Buddha, there are two things I regret least in my life, and one of them is having you as my friend."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Dafoye to reply, he turned around and strode away without looking back.

Lord Zhang wanted to stop him and ask him carefully, but he knew that this man was aloof and extremely stubborn. If he didn't want to say anything, it was useless to ask.

Somehow, he just looked at the back of his old friend and stood in the bamboo pavilion for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time ago that anyone came forward to report it.

"Lord Buddha, when the second master left, he left something behind."

Lord Zhang lowered his head and saw a sword.

It was a valuable ancient sword, and it was Er Erhong's most cherished treasure. It was usually hidden in a secret room, and no one could even take a look at it.

Zhang Dafoye wanted to see this sword several times, but he was blocked by various reasons.

Today, February Hong left such a precious treasure to him!

This made Zhang Dafo Lord immediately realize that something was wrong, and he thought about it carefully.

The two lines of poetry that Er Yuehong recited just now were a farewell poem.

"Danyang Guoli sees off the sailing boat, knowing the autumn of the two places."

"Looking south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yangtze River at night, the jackdaws are flying all over the water."

Farewell to ancient poems and this ancient sword that has been treasured for many years.

And that incomprehensible "Please take care."

Zhang Dafoye is finally confirmed.

Er Erhong is saying goodbye to him!

And it’s not just an ordinary farewell, it’s an eternal farewell!

"Quick, stop the second master!"

After the men chased her out, they searched the surrounding area for ten miles, but there was no trace of Er Erhong.

After Zhang Dafo said this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm old and my reaction is too slow. If I had known earlier, I would have stopped him and prevented him from leaving."

The little brother thought for a while and said.

"Are you sure he's gone and never comes back?"

Lord Zhang nodded.

"Make sure, I know his temper very well. If there is nothing important, he would not come all the way to see me in person."

"Something must have happened!"

Ji Changsheng asked quickly.

"Then where does he live?"

Lord Zhang smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I feel ashamed to say that although I am a life-and-death friend with him, I don't know where he lives, otherwise I would have looked for him long ago."

The younger brother had almost no impression of Er Erhong. He didn't have any deep feelings about this matter.

"He's old, and he'll leave eventually."

He's used to life, death, sickness, and death, and he's very calm, even indifferent, to this kind of separation.

Zhang Dafo shook his head and said.

"No, I don't think it's that simple."

"I know the temper of the Second Master, he's not the kind of hypocritical person."

"If he really wants to leave this world, he'll at most make a phone call, not come in person."

This finally caught the attention of the little brother and Ji Changsheng.

"Then what do you think is going on?"

Zhang Dafo thought for a while, considered the wording, and answered.

"The Second Master came here in person and said these words to me, there should be other intentions."

"I thought about it carefully for several days, and finally got a little clue, but I'm not sure."

"It wasn't until the other two things happened that I knew what the Second Master was going to do!"

He said at the beginning that there were three things to report, and Er Yuehong's visit was the first one.

From what he meant, the remaining two things were related to the first one.

The little brother asked immediately.

"What are the other two things?"

Zhang Dafoye did not answer immediately, but took out a box that had been prepared long ago. After opening it, there were dozens of booklets inside.

Some of them were yellowed and looked quite old, while others were very new.

"What is this?"

Zhang Dafoye answered solemnly.

"This is a confidential document of the Old Nine Sects and the Zhang family, recording the detailed information of everyone in the sect."