"Uncle Wu, it's you!"
The burly man whom Wu Yong called the sixth son immediately recognized Wu Yong, then walked up to him with a beaming smile and asked, "Uncle Wu, it's been a long time! May I ask what brings you up the mountain today? You're not planning on entering the tomb, are you?"
"Yes!" Wu Yong nodded, "I'm here today with these three talented young Onmyoji to enter the tomb."
"What!" Six's eyes widened, then he turned his skeptical gaze to the three people behind Wu Yong. When he saw Ye Yuqiao, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and after pausing for a while, he said, "Uncle Wu, such a beautiful girl can't be an Onmyoji, can she?"
"Yes, she is!" Wu Yong nodded repeatedly, "It's already ten o'clock, we need to hurry into the tomb and try to get out before it gets dark."
With that, Wu Yong moved to walk forward.
However, Six blocked his way with his arms as thick as shrubbery trunks, sneering, "Uncle Wu, taking them into the tomb is unsafe, what if something happens?"