It was not only Nanfeng and Changle who heard the fat man's shout, but the man who was originally lying on the ground sat up suddenly and looked around blankly.

Because this person woke up too suddenly, the two subconsciously retreated.

At that moment, the fat man shouted again, "Come and see." ”

The man hadn't completely recovered his senses, but he heard the fat man's voice coming from the direction of the main house, and he suddenly woke up, ignoring the south wind and Changle in front of him, turned around, and turned over in the direction of the main house.

At the same time as it flipped over, the golden armor in the ruins flew out, and the lightning returned, and after it landed, it was already clothed, and when it rushed forward, its right hand reached back, catching the golden gun that flew later.

But the man, though he rushed forward in great haste, stopped at the foot of the steps of the main house, and froze very suddenly, motionless.

The two people in the main house knew that this was done by the south wind, and they didn't care, Zhuge Chanjuan ran out of the main house and waved at the two, "Come on." ”

Everyone is curious, the fat man's previous shout has already made the two of them curious, and when they see Zhuge Chanjuan's strange expression, the south wind is more and more curious.

"Look. Zhuge Chanjuan stretched out her hand and pointed north.

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't point out, Nanfeng also saw the things in the main house, which were two huge coffins, all black, and they were actually cast in iron.

The two coffins are placed in the north and south, leaning on each other, and there is no gap in the middle, and the iron coffin on the right side, the coffin lid is displaced, and the fat man is looking in from the gap in the displacement.

"What's inside?" asked Nanfeng.

"Nothing, it's empty. The fat man said casually, and said hurriedly, "Wait, there is a round hole the size of a fist in the coffin, which seems to lead to another coffin." ”

"Exit first. The south wind beckoned to the fat man.

The fat man withdrew as he said, walked to the door and asked Nanfeng, "Is there a zombie in that coffin?"

"Iron blocks yin and yang, and aura cannot be perceived. The south wind shook his head.

"Very few people make coffins out of cast iron. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

"It's not very little, it's almost nothing," Nanfeng waved his hand, "Cast iron, also known as evil gold, is a metal inferior product, which does not pass through yin and yang, isolates the earth's qi, and is buried in an iron coffin, and it is difficult for the dead to return to nature." ”

Nanfeng said, tilting his head to look at the golden-armored man standing stiffly beside him, "I will give you back your freedom, don't do it again." ”

The man in the golden armor couldn't move, so he could only turn his eyes and squint at the south wind, and there was still a lot of vigilance in his eyes.

Nanfeng raised his hand and motioned for the three of them to step back, and instead withdrew the aura that bound the golden-armored man.

The man in gold armor regained his freedom, hurried up the steps, entered the main room, and stood upright, standing in front of the two iron coffins.

"What's in the other iron coffin?" asked Nanfeng calmly.

The gold-armored man frowned slightly when he heard this, and he was silent and did not answer.

"Who are you?" asked Nanfeng again.

The gold-armored man still didn't answer.

Just as Nanfeng wanted to speak again, the golden-armored man let out a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

"My name is South Wind. Nanfeng replied.

Nanfeng said this is equivalent to not saying it, he is only a year old, and the man in golden armor has been staying here for at least forty or fifty years, and it is impossible to have heard of him. The only use of this is to take the opportunity to ask, "Who are you?"

The man in the golden armor did not say his name, but asked, "Who sent you?"

"Nobody sent us, we were uninvited. The fat man interjected.

Even when the fat man spoke, the golden-armored man did not look at him, but continued to look directly at the south wind, "You are not mortal. ”

Nanfeng nodded, "It's true that I'm not, but I'm not an immortal either, you don't have to worry, we weren't sent by Heavenly Court to get you." ”

Hearing Nanfeng's words, a flash of surprise flashed across the golden-armored man's face.

Nanfeng continued, "You can also see what we want to do, you can't stop it, but you can rest assured, we won't do anything, I have a few questions for you, you told the truth, and we left." ”

After frowning, the gold-armored man nodded slowly.

"Excuse me?" asked Nanfeng.

Seeing what Nanfeng said politely, the gold-armored man was a little surprised, stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Luoyun." ”

"Your position and rank in the Heavenly Realm?" Nanfeng asked again.

The golden-armored man no longer hesitated, and replied, "I was originally under the command of the Zhongtian Forbidden Army, and I was awarded the title of Golden Immortal." ”

"Are you an innate deity, or an acquired immortal?" asked Nanfeng again.

"Born in the dark sky. The gold-armored man replied.

Nanfeng nodded, the person who can recite the spell is not necessarily a person in the Daomen, many gods also know the spell, Youtian is one of the nine heavens, this person was born in Youtian, it means that this person is a god and not an immortal.

When Nanfeng nodded, the fat man took over, "What's in the coffin?"

The gold-armored man didn't answer, nor did he look at him, just looked at the south wind, waiting for him to ask.

The fat man hit the wall, very displeased, but after thinking about it, he didn't get angry, not long ago he just smashed someone's head with a hammer, and no one would be happy in his heart, and it was reasonable to ignore him.

"What's hidden in the iron coffin?" asked Nanfeng.

"Clumsy. The gold-armored man replied.

The gold-armored man's answer was also expected by the south wind, and the only one who could make a man insist on waiting was the woman he loved.

"The inner person is the Holy Hand of Qihuang. "The south wind expressed goodwill to the golden-armored man.

"Thank you. The golden-armored man shook his head.

"I can condense the aura and transform into a complete body. The south wind said again.

"Thank you for the real person, the physical body incarnated by the aura is not suitable for her. The golden-armored man shook his head again, his expression sad.

"Ling Zheng is also a celestial god?" Nanfeng asked, the physical body of the aura illusion has both yin and yang qi, which is no different from the real body, but this kind of physical body is not suitable for gods born in the heavenly realm.

The man in gold armor did not nod or shake his head, but tilted his head, which showed that he had something unspeakable, or it could be that the identity of the woman in this iron coffin was more special.

Nanfeng didn't ask the reason, but casually asked, "Why did you get poisoned by the corpse?"

"To prolong your life. The gold-armored man replied.

Nanfeng didn't like this kind of question-and-answer conversation, but the golden-armored man was like gold, and only answered briefly without explanation.

Nanfeng was helpless, so he could only ask again and again, and the man in the golden armor did not hide it, and asked and answered.

After half a pillar of incense, Nanfeng stopped asking, he already knew the origin of the golden-armored man, this person and the woman in the iron coffin did not marry, just a couple, although the woman was born in the heavenly realm, but not a god, but some kind of alien in the heavenly realm, the interaction between the two was not allowed by the heavenly court, and in desperation, the two chose to elope.

But after descending to the mortal world, there is a thorny problem, that is, the two of them were born in the heavenly realm, and if they stay in the mortal world for too long, the power of the divine law will gradually weaken, and they will no longer be immortal, and they will be sick and aging like mortals.

The woman in the iron coffin had no divine powers, and soon after descending to earth, she became unwell, contracted illness and endangered her life.

Seeing that his lover was seriously ill, the man in golden armor had the heart to take her back to the heavenly realm to resume treatment, but he never thought that he had been in the mortal world for too long, and his divine energy was weakened, and he had lost his ability to fly.

In desperation, he could only be infected with corpse poison to prolong his life, and in order to prevent the corpse from leaking out and causing disasters, he took refuge in an iron coffin until today.

"Who killed the people of the town?" asked Nanfeng.

The golden-armored man sighed and shook his head, and said with difficulty, "Humble Jing has lost his mind. ”

"You have a vocation and go down to earth privately, why is no one arrested?" Nanfeng asked again.

The man in gold armor tilted his head and did not answer.

Seeing him like this, Nanfeng vaguely guessed the reason, "May I ask who Ling Zun is......"