Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

Ji Changsheng and the young man looked at each other and saw countless question marks in each other's eyes.

Is this old man really the ancestor of the Zhang family?

If so, why didn't he die?

Why is he a mental patient?

This...

The scene in front of them made them speechless.

Before coming in, they had made various assumptions, but they never thought it would be like this.

After Ji Changsheng cleared his mind, he signaled the young man to let the old man go.

The old man regained some consciousness, turned over and sat on the ground, and did not continue to attack them.

The young man asked carefully.

"Old man, are you really the ancestor of the Zhang family?"

The old man rolled his eyes and answered unhappily.

"I'm not, are you?"

The young man was not angry, and after thinking about it, he asked again.

"What is your name?"

The old man scratched his head, his eyes looked a little blurred.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

"I forgot."

He even forgot his own name, which was crazy enough.

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but think that all the patriarchs of the Zhang family suffered from amnesia.

This amnesia is caused by living too long and inheriting thousands of years of memory, which triggers the brain's self-protection mechanism.

If this old man is the ancestor of the Zhang family, he is older than Ji Changsheng, at least five or six thousand years old.

Maybe it's really amnesia.

The young man also thought of this and whispered.

"If the old man really has amnesia, then wouldn't we have come here in vain?"

As the ancestor of the Zhang family, the old man must know the biggest secret of the Zhang family.

But an amnesiac who can't even remember his own name may not be able to ask for any useful clues.

Ji Changsheng thought for a while and said.

"Let me try."

Skill: Charm activated!

"Old man, look into my eyes."

The old man was stunned at first, and then stared at Ji Changsheng blankly, without any resistance.

Advanced skill: Mingxin activated!

This skill is mind reading, which can see through the deepest part of a person's heart.

No matter how deep the secret in the heart is, it can be seen through at a glance.

But the problem is that the old man is an amnesiac and has lost his memory.

Ji Changsheng is not sure.

Is this skill still useful?

After a few seconds.

A huge amount of data poured into Ji Changsheng's mind, and he couldn't help but be happy.

Success!

The memory hidden deep in the old man's sea of ​​consciousness was discovered by the mind-clearing technique and all successfully read!

As the memory was awakened, the old man's eyes gradually changed.

"I... actually remembered it!"

"What's going on?"

After a moment.

Ji Changsheng put away the charm technique and mind-clearing technique. He already knew the old man's secret.

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was a little surprised in his heart.

"It turned out to be like this..."

The young man saw this and said in surprise.

"Mr. Ji, he seems to have recovered his memory!"

The old man immediately raised his head and looked at the two of them.

This time his eyes were no longer confused, but mixed with complex emotions.

There was doubt and uneasiness.

"Zhang Qiling, who is this man?"

He said the young man's name as soon as he opened his mouth, which means that he really recovered his memory!

The young man quickly answered.

"This is Mr. Ji Changsheng, my good friend, who helped me a lot."

"I...eh? How do you know my name?"

The old man explained impatiently.

"There is no other way to get in except Zhang Qiling leading the way."

He added another sentence.

"You look the same as I did when I was young."

After hearing this explanation, the young man had no doubts.

This old man is the ancestor of the Zhang family!

Then, the old man looked at Ji Changsheng again.

"Ji Changsheng? I haven't heard of this name. Who are you?"

Ji Changsheng smiled indifferently and answered a very strange question.

"I am the person you are waiting for."

The old man was shocked when he heard the words, and after taking a closer look, he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"It's you!"

The young man on the side was confused and asked quickly.

"Mr. Ji, ancestor, do you know him?"

The two answered in unison.

"No!"

Young man: "..."

The old man immediately got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said.

"Since you are here, follow me."

The young man was surprised and asked.

"Where are you taking us?"

The old man rolled his eyes at him and replied.

"Do you even need to ask? Of course, it's where you want to go."

The young man was stunned. They hadn't stated their purpose yet, so how could the old man know where they wanted to go?

Seeing this, the old man sighed helplessly.

"You came all the way here, what else can you do? You can think of it with your toes."

"Don't be in a daze, while I'm still awake, let's go quickly."

The implication of his words seemed to be that the madness had not been cured and would relapse soon.

Ji Changsheng said immediately.

"We have two more people who will go together."

The old man nodded indifferently and waved his hand.

"Then call them in quickly, don't waste time."

Ji Changsheng immediately went out and took Lin Shuangyue and Zhang Qiming into the coffin.

The old man just glanced at them, said nothing, and turned around and walked inside.

Except for Ji Changsheng, the other three were full of doubts.

Why didn't the Zhang family ancestor drive them away, but instead acted as a tour guide?

Is there any conspiracy?

The old man seemed to have guessed their thoughts and said as he walked.

"If I have any bad intentions, none of you will survive, so don't guess blindly."

"I won't attack the juniors."

Even Ji Changsheng, who has lived for more than three thousand years, is just a junior in front of him.

As they talked, everyone came to the center of the coffin.

The old man waved his hand casually.

A beam of white light shot down from the ceiling and shone on the floor in the center.

The white light formed a circular light circle.

On the floor in the light circle, a string of ancient characters appeared, which was the bell and tripod script.

The old man leaned over and pressed on the characters, which should be the password input.

A few seconds later.

The floor slowly opened, and a circular hole appeared, about two meters in diameter.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed at the hole.

"The place you want to go is right below."

"But let me remind you that I can take you down, but I can't guarantee whether you can come back alive."

When this was said, everyone was shocked.

The young man asked hurriedly.

"Grandpa, is there any danger below?"

The old man grinned strangely.

"Whether you can encounter danger depends on your luck."

"If you are lucky, it will be fine. If you are unlucky, it is hard to say."

The young man, Zhang Qiming, and Lin Shuangyue looked at Ji Changsheng involuntarily after hearing this, and they were a little uneasy in their hearts.

Ji Changsheng smiled lightly.

"If I encounter danger, I will take a detour. There is nothing to worry about."

After that, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Old man, lead the way."