When the other party raised his head against the blade, my long knife slashed at her eyebrows.

After a moment, I felt like my knife had slashed a stone, and not only did the sparks splash on the blade, but my arms were numb.

When I took a step back with the long knife in my hand, hundreds of pearls lit up all around me at the same time, and the space where I was standing was suddenly illuminated as day.

It was only then that I saw that my long knife had actually slashed at a stone tablet, and the faceless woman did not know when she was already standing a few meters away: "I said, everything here is a half-truth. ”

I said in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The faceless woman pointed to the stele and said, "Won't you see what is written on the stele first?"

When I looked at the stone stele, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "The land of the inheritance of the ghost pupil." ”

If those words only surprised me, the picture under the large line of characters shocked me inexplicably—there was a god-devouring demon tiger there, and the hideous head of the tiger was exactly the same as the pendant on my chest.

I couldn't help but touch the tiger head pendant on my chest. When I was in the Organ City, Qin Siyue also saw my pendant, at that time, I thought she had taken away the tiger head, and when I woke up, the tiger head came back again.

The same god-devouring demon tiger, the same eye skill inheritance, will my dad be the successor of the ghost pupil technique?

When I looked up at the faceless woman, the latter said, "You can't get home with your eye skills, you can't see through anything, you can't see through anything, you are far worse than the people who kept books back then." ”

I asked in a trembling voice, "Who is the person who left the book?"

The faceless woman raised her hand and threw the Night Pearl over, then pointed to the stone tablet and said, "Look down! Use your eye skills to see, don't blame me if you can't understand it." ”

I held the Night Pearl in my hand and approached the stone tablet, but after I looked at it for a long time, I didn't see anything.

I was about to get up to speak, but I heard the woman say coldly: "You have a stick of incense, and if you can't read the words on the stele within a stick of incense, there will be an extra dead person on the tree outside." ”

That woman is not joking with me, the killing intent that emanates from her has locked the vital point of my whole body, and I will never escape from her hand if I dare to act rashly.

The faceless woman said coldly, "The safety of everyone outside is tied to you alone. I know you don't necessarily care about other people's lives and deaths, but don't you even care about that girl named Si Ruo?"

I glared at the man fiercely, and simply sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet, constantly recalling the eye skills I had practiced.

The "Gaze of Life and Death" definitely can't be used on this stone tablet, what do I have left?

When I was trying to think about it, I suddenly remembered that when my dad was teaching me to practice eye skills, at first he mixed red beans in mung beans and asked me to pick out the red beans with only my eyesight, and then he replaced the mung beans with black beans, and then he used black lines and red lines, and finally he didn't even use red lines, and mixed black lines of different thicknesses together, so that I could pick out the thicker black lines.

I practiced this trick for five years, but it didn't reach my dad's level.

Could it be that the stele needs to be discerned to be discerning?

When I looked closely at the lines on the stele, I found that most of the stone patterns were of the same thickness, and this would never be the case with naturally occurring stone patterns. Someone deliberately hid a secret mark on it?

I kept comparing the stone patterns and eliminated the same lines, and sure enough, the handwriting appeared on the stone tablet. I subconsciously read along: "I was chased and killed by the Qing army in the eleventh year of Yongzheng, in order to prevent the loss of the secret technique of "Ghost Pupil" of this door, I left the secret book here. Xia Ji is the person I entrusted, and no one can be trusted here except for Xia Ji. ”

When I read it to the end, my head couldn't help but "boom": "Ghost Eye Wang Zhan! Wang Zhan?

I said in a trembling voice: "My father is from the eleventh year of Yongzheng, so didn't he live for nearly three hundred years?"

From the eleventh year of Yongzheng to the present almost two hundred and eighty years, it is impossible for a baby to break into Dandao back then, at least a young man in his twenties, if that person is really my father, then he must be at least three hundred years old.

It can't be!

I desperately tried to deny everything, but my mind was a mess. People in the antique shop have always said that my dad is young, and he doesn't look like a man in his forties.

When I think about it, my dad's appearance really hasn't changed. The strangest thing is that sometimes he will deliberately bake his hair whiter, which he says will look mature and the guests will have a sense of trust.

Was he really trying to look mature? Or was he deliberately hiding that he didn't change?

When I looked at the woman in the cave, her face had changed, her delicate features slowly protruding from her face, and only a few seconds later, a woman of peerless elegance stood in front of me.

It's not that I haven't seen beautiful women, Si Ruo, Yu Feng, Ren Tianqing, Lu Xinyao, Fox Mother, Tao Xiyu, and even Qin Siyue are all beautiful women in a thousand, but their beauty is overshadowed in front of this woman.

Si Ruo's beauty makes people feel close, Yu Feng is capable temperament, Ren Tianqing has a playful aura, Lu Xinyao's beauty is alienation, the fox mother's Jianghu qi is what attracts her, Tao Xiyu is her hidden sadness, and Qin Siyue has a deadly mystery.

But the woman in front of me has a domineering spirit of self-respect and self-sacrifice, just standing there makes people feel that she is arrogant and dominating the world, and it is this temperament that can match her domineering beauty.

I looked at the other party for a while before saying, "Are you Xia Ji?"

The other party nodded and said, "Xia Ji is my name, but not this face." ”

Xia Ji stroked her face and said, "I have no face since I was born. Sounds strange, right? How can a person without facial features live?"

Xia Ji said quietly: "Actually, I have facial features, but my facial features are like five holes poked out of a dough. The person who gave birth to me said that those things are just a pair of skins, and sooner or later they will rot, and it makes no difference whether they have it or not. But I also want to have a face! Even if it's an ugly face, even if no one loves me, at least someone can talk, and at least people won't think I'm a monster. ”

I said in a deep voice, "You weren't on Dan Island at first?"

"Yes!" Natsuhime said, "I've always been on Dan Island. There are also people here, naturally there are men and women, love and love. Even if it's love and abuse, it's not something I can get. I simply blinded my face with illusions and stayed on the second floor and didn't go out. Until one day, I met Wang Zhan. ”

When I heard this, my heart couldn't help but pinch fiercely: "How did you meet him?"

Natsuki looked into the distance, as if caught up in a memory: "At that time, he was caught up with Dan Island and killed all the way up from below. His knife is so crazy and domineering, and he is like a mad tiger. The corpse soldier guarding the island was not his opponent at all, and he was forced to kill a bloody way. ”

Xia Ji said quietly: "Even I can't stop him." My illusion didn't work in front of him, he could see through my flaws at a glance, I thought I would die by his sword, but he didn't kill me. ”

"When Wang Zhan left me and walked up the mountain, I asked him why he didn't kill me, and he said that after seeing my eyes, he didn't want to kill me, and he saw from my eyes that we were the same kind of people. ”

"Wang Zhan came back after leaving, and that time, he was seriously wounded. I knew that the Danshi above was chasing him, but I tried my best to hide him. He stayed here for three months before he recovered. ”

"At that time, I really wished that his injury would never heal, so that he could always be with me, at least, I had a friend to talk to. But he still left, and walked to Dan Island, where only people could get out. Before leaving, he promised me that as long as he did not die, he would definitely come back to fulfill my wish and give me a perfect face. ”

Xia Ji paused slightly: "I know that no one has ever been able to escape on Dan Island, and no one will come back after going to the Nine Heavens." Wang Zhan was also afraid that he would never come back, so he left the cheats of "Ghost Pupil" here. ”

"He told me that in the future, as long as someone wears the God-devouring Demon Tiger on the island, he will teach him the second 'Gaze of Life and Death' in "Ghost Pupil". If that person has developed the 'gaze of life and death', bring him here. ”

"If that person can read the words on the stele, pass it on to him, and if he can't read it, kill him. ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of tightness. Regardless of whether that Wang Zhan was my father or not, he had already expected that this act would be more auspicious.

That Wang Zhan didn't have the ability to be an unpredictable prophet, and he didn't know that I would go to the island, and what he gambled on was just a vague hope, that is, the descendants of the Ghost Pupil Technique would land on the Immortal Island in a few years.

More importantly, that Wang Zhan was definitely not a probe, otherwise, how could the person with the token of the Cloud Clearing Sect chase him down to this point? Although the five veins of the probing gods were not in harmony with each other, but in ancient times, the method of continuous sitting was emphasized, and if a person who was a probing hand dared to poison the emperor, the probing hand would inevitably be uprooted. The Detective Hand won't let that happen.

Taking a step back, even if the person from the Cloud Sect came to kill people and kill people, he would do it secretly instead of worshipping Tang with a sticky stick.

I thought about it only then that I asked in a trembling voice, "What about later?"

Xia Ji didn't seem to hear what I said, but recalled to herself: "Wang Zhan doesn't know if he will leave alive, but I have always believed that he will definitely come back. I've been waiting here, guarding this stele until he returns, day after day, year after year. ”

When I subconsciously looked at the stone tablet, I found that the god-devouring demon tiger had a black luster on it, and it looked extremely rounded, which was the trace left by someone who had been touching it for a long time.

Xia Ji didn't lie, she had been waiting for Wang Zhan.

I asked softly, "Did he come back then?"