In this hell-like place, the tone and demeanor of Grandpa Song's voice remained the same as usual, and the more he heard Xilin's ears, the more creepy he felt in his heart.

Over the years, Grandpa Song, who has always been kind to him day and night, behaves like a sinister and terrifying demon at the moment, such a big contrast, how can a girl bear it for a while.

This demon saved himself in the desert, brought himself back to Tianfutang, gave himself food, taught himself medical skills, and treated himself like his own granddaughter. It's like an old wolf raising a lamb in captivity, taking care of it in every way when it is raised, and when it comes to slaughtering the sheep, the fierceness is revealed.

When Celine looked at the old man in front of her again, her face was no longer as flattering as usual, and her eyes were full of horror caused by seeing something terrible.

Zhao Yi saw that Xilin's face was very bad, and said with concern: "Xilin, are you okay?"

Hearing Zhao Yi's concerned voice, Xilin was like a lonely girl walking alone in the vast night, when she was so scared that she was almost desperate, she suddenly heard the shouts of her relatives, she was trying to bite her lip and desperately endure the tears that flowed out, but at this time, like a flood that broke the embankment, gushed out, and instantly cried into a tearful person.

Zhao Yi's words of concern were not only a bright light in the dark night, but also the last straw that crushed the flood control levee in Xilin's heart.

Xilin bit her lip and looked at Zhao Yi with tears in her eyes, and kept shaking her head.

The expressions of the young man and the girl were all seen by the old man, which made him more sure that his choice was not wrong, and in this young man's body, the old man also sensed an extraordinary luck, a young man with such a powerful and extraordinary luck, if he concentrates on cultivation, he has a great hope of reaching the highest realm of cultivation, and if this young man does not die young, he will definitely be able to become a big man on the left and right side in time.

It's a pity, it's a pity, such a good seedling will be destroyed in your own hands.

The old man shook his head and sighed for a long time, making a very unbearable look, as if he felt very sorry because a genius man was broken in his hands.

The old man sighed and said, "You kid is affectionate and righteous, and his heart is not bad, don't worry, the girl is fine." ”

Zhao Yi also couldn't guess the true mind of the old man in front of him, the tone of the old man when he spoke to them was still as if they had drunk together before, cordial and peaceful, just like the dialogue between the elders and the juniors, without revealing the slightest malice, only when talking about his own affairs, he would become grinning and his eyes would show a fierce light.

But now Zhao Yi didn't think of any other way, so he could only follow the old man's words and say, "Grandpa Song, you haven't said the reason for this." ”

There were droplets of water on the top of his head that were constantly dripping down, dripping into the stagnant water on the ground, making a "tick-tock" sound, the old man stretched out his tongue and quickly rolled into a drop of water, licked his lips, and smashed it a few times, the expression and movement were like a frog preying on flies.

Seeming to feel that he was behaving indecently in front of the two, the old man coughed hurriedly to hide his embarrassment, and said: "The Nanshan in your mouth is not a sacred mountain, but just a mausoleum for those people to recuperate, and the Tianfu Hall where we live is the gate of this mausoleum. ”

When the old man was talking, he would always look up inadvertently, Zhao Yi looked at the top of his head carefully, and there was a gray patch above, like a dark and dense sky covered with dark clouds, and there was nothing special about it.

"I'm the dog who showed them the gate. The old man laughed to himself.

Zhao Yi glanced at Xi Lin, and saw that she had suppressed her tears, silent, and her eyes became a little dull, although the old man said that she was fine, but at this time, Zhao Yi could not fully believe the old man's words, but he was worried about it, but he was helpless.

This is the first time Zhao Yi has seen Xilin's face gloomy, and it is also the first time he has seen Xilin crying.

Zhao Yi saw this picture in his eyes, and his heart ached.

The young man put away his mood and asked the old man again: "Grandpa Song, who are they you talking about?"

The old man looked down at Zhao Yi, and suddenly his face changed, and panic appeared in his originally deep and calm eyes, as if Zhao Yi's question made him think of something terrible, and stirred up a trace of fear in his heart.

After a while, the panic and fear in the old man's eyes slowly receded, although his face was calm, but he lost the previous calm, the old man said with a somewhat taboo look: "They are not people, alas! Forget it, don't say it, if you say it, it will only make you fearful, you just need to know that they are a group of very terrible beings." ”

Maybe it's because the old man pretends to be a good person for too long, so that his nature has changed and he has a good heart, or maybe the old man's heart is also good, but because he has been detained for too long, he has given birth to anger, even in the current situation, the old man will also show a concern when he speaks, just as the elders care about the younger ones.

In fact, whether the old man said it or not, there was no difference between Zhao Yi and Xilin, the two of them were tied up by the old man, and they were already two lambs waiting to be put in the pot.

The only difference is whether they will know one more secret in their hearts when they are dying.

Zhao Yi didn't know what the old man was going to do to him and Cyrin next, he just vaguely heard from the tone in which the old man spoke before, and the old man seemed to be trying to use him and Cyrin as sacrifices to help the old man get out of the confinement of this place.

If you can delay a moment longer, where did Cui Shusheng go?

Zhao Yi sighed, pretended to be desperate, and said: "Grandpa Song, anyway, we don't have much time to live, just talk about it carefully, don't let us still have a stomach full of questions until we die, doesn't this make us a pair of fools?"

The old man didn't nod or shake his head, he even sighed lightly, and said some clueless words: "There are too many secrets hidden in this world, and even the existence above the nine heavens can't be able to know everything, how can an ordinary man be exhausted, more things are better than less, more than one thing is better than less things, it is better to know a little less than to know a little more, what you need to know will grow what fruits, easy and leisurely, wouldn't it be better." ”

In such a dark and closed place, the old man's voice was like dripping water in an empty valley, which was exceptionally clear and melodious. The words spoken by the old man were like the sound of chanting from the Taoist temple in the depths of the mountains and forests, which seemed to dilute the cold atmosphere of this ghost place.

When the old man was full of emotion, Zhao Yi said calmly: "More things are better than less things, if everyone thinks like this, then who will do the things in the world?

"The world, they don't care about the quality of your world, if you don't have to wait for the right time to harvest, who of them will deign to wait patiently. The old man snorted coldly and said.

"Grandpa Song, who are the 'they' you talking about?" Zhao Yi couldn't help but ask.

Maybe it was because Zhao Yi asked him again and again, but the old man couldn't be asked, so he threw away a sentence angrily: "What kind of person? someone like you." ”

"People like me?" Zhao Yi was even more confused in his heart.

The old man seemed reluctant to touch on the subject, and when he shut up, he had no interest in speaking.

Zhao Yi saw his momentary curiosity, which made the atmosphere a little tense, he was afraid that the old man would become impatient, so he immediately attacked the two of them, so he changed the topic and continued to delay: "Grandpa Song, have you been to the outside world?"

"The Outside World...... What world out there are you referring to?" muttered the old man, his eyes confused.

"Are there many worlds out there?" Zhao Yi blurted out.

After coming to this ghost place, the words of the old man were always mysterious, Zhao Yi was so confused when he heard it, he felt more and more that the origin of the old man in front of him was not simple.

The old man sneered, looked at Zhao Yi and said, "For you now, you also know a world, and I ...... your world I haven't been there yet, but I'll be there right away, and when the time comes, I'll sacrifice you in the circle, and then the power of Qiankun will open the shackles, and I can escape from this hellish place, I've been waiting too long for this moment, it's really too long. ”

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and his originally gray and black face seemed to gradually become more lustrous as his emotions rose, but after the old man's face had more of this luster, it became more and more gloomy.

"Isn't Xilin your granddaughter?, how can you ......," Zhao Yi said in a trembling voice.

"So what? She was originally a sacrifice I found, and I have been good enough for her to raise her over the years, and now it is her turn to repay the favor. When the old man said this, there was no trace of emotion.

Suddenly, Celine, who had been silent, let out a "wow" and cried loudly.

Hearing Xi Lin's loud cry, Zhao Yi's hanging one eased a little, and inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the roots on the ground and the cave wall like a tree wall, suddenly thought of something, and was shocked, blurted out: "You are the pine tree!"