When several elders of the Bingdaomen guessed Lin Dongsheng's identity, some people also guessed some.

After all, his existence, especially when Lin Tang was at the end, no one paid attention to him and said a few words to him lightly.

Who can not care about this situation?

And after checking, there are some facts that can't be hidden!

Huaxia, in the depths of a certain place in Taihang Mountain.

The deep and narrow Taihang Mountain, even in today's era of aura revival, has always been an existence that few people want to go deeper!

And it's not just because there are so many dangers in the forest.

What's more, because this Taihang Mountain is a bit special, once you enter it, you often encounter some supernatural events similar to ghosts hitting the wall.

At first, you may think it's a formation, but when one formation master fails at a loss, here, that is, no one wants to set foot here!

Therefore, this place is like a paradise, in this noisy world, there is a rare seclusion.

It's just that no one thought that in such a deep mountain, through the dense forest, a small village full of leisurely tranquility would appear here and here.

In the evening of the mountain village, when the sunset subsides, the heavens and the earth turn a silver-gray color.

The milky white smoke and the gray twilight blend together, as if covering the ridges of the walls, the tops of the trees and the street entrances—a thin layer of cellophane, making them looming, fluttering, and a strange atmosphere.

The baby midges become active, buzzing and whirling in clumps.

The cuckoo was in the woods by the river, whining in a mute voice.

In the field, a few men in coarse linen clothes were working in the fields, and as the sun set, there was a burst of women's shouts in the village from time to time.

Of course, if there is no scene in this field where they are only several meters tall, but they are chased by children who look like they are only five or six years old, trembling and running away from a series of grievances, this small village may be described as ordinary.

Next to such an ordinary and unordinary village, there is a small hill that does not fit in.

There are no buildings on the hills, only a small earthy yellow tower that is too ordinary to be in the ordinary, the tower is not high, six-fold, very simple, and even some places are repaired with wheat stalks because of the age, full of the sense of time.

Under the small earthy yellow tower.

Two old men, a man and a woman with gray hair and ravines, lay leisurely on the reclining chair, swaying gently, looking at the villagers working below, with a kind smile on their faces.

Especially when every man, child, and woman who came back from work and stopped by the small hill and bowed respectfully to this place, the smile on their face became even kinder.

"It's all good boys!"

"yes, they're all good boys!"

Hearing the old woman's words, the old man smiled and stroked his beard, and his face also showed a look of satisfaction, they watched this group of children grow up, how many years have passed, everything has changed, but only this group of children, there is still no change.

Their hearts are always here, with an old man like them to endure loneliness and stay away from the disturbances of the outside world, how can they not be good children!

"Be careful......

At that moment, a mill in the small village suddenly collapsed, and a large area of the wall suddenly collapsed, and it was about to bury a child of three or four years old who was just babbling under the wall.

At this moment, a woman who looked to be in her forties appeared directly in front of the child without warning, her hand pushed out, and the wall that had fallen down seemed to be resisted by some invisible force, and it actually stopped at ninety degrees.

The child twisted his head and fingers in his mouth, clearly not understanding what was happening.

The young woman smiled and rubbed the child's head: "Go, go home!"

The kid giggled and walked away with his bulky little feet.

Looking at the children who had left, the young woman sighed and waved her hand as she looked at the corner behind her, at the corner that was blocked by herself, at the entire ruined mill......

"Boom!"

The entire mill was uprooted and flew out towards the dense forest under this wave, and when it flew into the air, it exploded and dissipated into dust!

"How?"

A man appeared, looking at this scene, his brows furrowed: "If you don't go home to cook, what are you doing here? This mill is in your way?"

"The mill fell, almost smashed the children of the Ergou family, some houses in the village are a little old, it's time to call some people to rebuild, you must know that our village is a little special, it is very good to be able to give birth to a child temple in a hundred years, if you hurt the child, although we will not be in danger of life, but we are all children, but it will be sad!"

The middle-aged man frowned and nodded: "Later, I will go to my grandmother and grandpa with Ergouzi!"

"Hmm!"

Everything below appeared in the eyes of the two old men, and the smiles on their faces naturally became even bigger.

But it was also at this time that the old man and the old woman's bodies shook suddenly, and they suddenly looked at the small yellow earthen pagoda behind them......

The old man waved his hand even more, only to see a yellow light fly out of the wall of the earthen tower, and appear in the old man's hand, it was a small wooden plaque broken in half!

"It's ......"

The old woman's face changed, with a look of disbelief.

Directly stretched out his hand and put it on the wooden card, the old man also closed his eyes, a memory from the soul, the scene of the last life of the person to whom the token belonged, constantly appeared in front of the two.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that only a moment has passed.

After a long time, the old woman stretched out her hand and sighed softly:

"After all, did you still come? Back then, I had already told the First Emperor that he wanted to use the Emperor to play this chess game, but this chess piece, with the existence of the Emperor Duel, how could he be willing to be a chess piece?

It's three years, right? After going to the Spirit Realm for three years, his strength has reached such a point, it is really unbelievable, and we guessed it, this chess piece, no longer wants to be a chess piece, but wants to ...... I've become a chess player!"

There are some things, the higher you cultivate, the more you know!

Even if Meng Tian didn't say anything, but the secret of the First Emperor's Mausoleum is not a secret, the aura is revived and also comes, and if he is not a fool, he can connect with some of the things.

Maybe you don't know much, but you can definitely know that there must be their shadow in this.

Sure enough, Lin Dongsheng's death is the best example......

"What's next, what should I do? It's only a year, and since he killed Dongsheng's kid, what he wants to tell us will understand, isn't it, it's time to ......?"

The old man didn't speak, he just remained silent.

After a long time, he nodded: "Let Ah Niu and his wife go......"

"Let the two of them go?"

Hearing this, the old woman was stunned: "The cultivation of the two of them is just the other side, if you go, are they his opponents......?"

Speaking of this, her words suddenly fell, and after looking at the old man once, her pupils had shrunk slightly: "You...... Do you want them to die?"

The old man was silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly and looked at the middle-aged couple below who were just going home: "They are good children......

Oh, yes!

Good boy......

Then they should understand their mission......

Got it......

They, they deserve to be a pawn......