After reading the poem, he shook his head: "I don't know."

He was very honest, and his face was still in a daze.

Others shook their heads.

These names are so strange that I have never heard of them.

Even the frozen moon shook her head at this time.

Even as an elder here, I am very unfamiliar with these names.

Only one person frowned and stared at the names on the tombstones.

Although the wooden stele is dilapidated, although the name on it has become somewhat vague in the baptism of years.

However, every stroke and painting of the every word above was still enough to make him tremble on spot.

"They... They..." he was speechless. He could only look at Han 3000 blankly: "are these graves... All true?"

Han threethousand nodded.

"These are all the true gods who were once famous in the eightfold world."

He shouted in a trembling voice, some disbelieving, but more shocked.

Obviously, this man can only be a baixiaosheng in the Jianghu.

Although he was familiar with Jianghu affairs, he was still impressed by the names of these ancient gods.

Hearing baixiaosheng's words in the Jianghu, the crowd was silent at the same time, and then exploded completely.

"What?"

"These... These are the tombs of the true gods?"

"No, how can the true gods of our eight corners of the world be in such a place? Besides, they are not one or two, but..."

"This..."

A group of people looked at each other and could hardly believe this fact.

What is the true God?

It is a God in the true sense, a God out of reach, a God who can only hear his name but not see his body.

But now, people can not only see it, but even, at this moment, they are lying in the land under their feet. How can this not shock people? How not to make people afraid?

Moreover, there are still so many at one time.

Han Sanqian fully understood their fuss, because when he first met him, he was not like that?

"Threethousand, if these are the tombs of ancient gods, I don't understand why you have to dig their tombs late at night?" Ning Yue asks strangely.

The poem was full of puzzlement: "yes, alliance leader, this is wrong. You just said that they are still your benefactor. Since they are benefactors, how can they... Dig people's graves?"

Han threethousand had no choice but to give a wry smile: "it's a long story, so I won't go into details one by one."

"Besides, they are my benefactors, and I have to keep some secrets for them."

"The only reason why I dig graves is that I promised them that I would transfer their bones back to their hometown so that they could be buried in peace in the real sense."

"As for why it was dug..."

"I'm practicing in the daytime. Dan doesn't have time."

They understood what they said, but they didn't fully understand it. However, when Han 3000 said this, it was really difficult for Ning Yue and his gang to ask further questions.

"Shall we help you?" Asked Ning Yue.

Han San shook his head. "Well, there are a group of respected elders here. Since they entrusted me with the things they left behind, I should finish it alone and fulfill my promise. This is also my respect for them." Han Sanqian shook his head.

"It's a good thing to be loyal to others. I agree. If you fake the hands of others, it's hard to avoid criticism." Jianghu hundred Xiaosheng Taoism.

Ning Yue nodded: "do you want to ask Ying Xia to come with you? Suddenly, I thought there were internal traitors. To be safe, I left some people to protect them."

Han 3000 smiled bitterly, "I'm digging graves. You think I'm digging treasures. It's not a big event. I'm not afraid of summer this evening. Is nianer not afraid? Go back, you guys. I'm going to start digging graves."

Ning Yue looked at each other, smiled bitterly, nodded, turned around and left with a group of people.

After they left, Han Sanqian looked at a tomb that had been dug up and interrupted just now and said softly with a smile: "in fact, he is also digging for treasure..."

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