This mountain road is extremely difficult to walk, even if several people have cultivated well, but it is still difficult to walk.

The grass is luxuriant, and even the grass and trees in some places are taller than people, Zhang Ziling shouted twice at the top of his throat, but did not hear a response. Just as he was about to continue to walk forward, he was suddenly shocked by the scene he saw in front of him, and instinctively took two steps back, pointed to the rotting corpse in front of him, and screamed: "Corpses, so many corpses." ”

Zhou Chen and the three of them immediately stepped forward, looking at the decomposed corpses piled together, their hearts had been hollowed out, the air was filled with a foul smell, and several people had disgusted looks on their faces, covering their noses with their hands; Zhao Xuan'er's pretty face turned pale, and she couldn't help but retch. Zhou Chen glanced up along the place where the corpse was placed, and found that the slope where the corpse was piled up was very steep, at least ten meters high, and it seemed that the corpse was thrown from above.

"Let's go, go up and have a look."

Zhou Chen dropped a sentence and took the lead to climb up the mountain around the place where the slope seemed to be gentle, and Zhang Ziling and the three hurriedly followed. After climbing for a few minutes, he almost arrived at the place where the body was discarded, and when he looked up, the grass and trees around him had withered and were a little bare, Zhou Chen saw the person lying on the ground at a glance, and when he looked closely, his face was full of surprise, and he shouted while running over: "Old man Zhang, old man Zhang." ”

"Grandpa."

At this time, Zhang Ziling also saw Zhang Guangling's body, and was very worried, screaming and running over.

Walking to the side of Old Man Zhang's corpse, Zhou Chen noticed that there was something strange here, and just stopped; Zhang Ziling was about to rush over, but Zhou Chen stopped him and said with concern: "Be careful." ”

"Grandpa, grandpa. Zhou Chen: What is the situation? Gu poison was taught to me by my grandfather, not to mention killing my grandfather with ordinary poison, even if I can't hurt him, how can it be poison? And I didn't feel any toxicity. "Concerned about grandpa, Zhang Ziling said incoherently,

Zhang Guangling, who fell to the ground not far away, just lay quietly and did not move.

Zhou Chen carefully looked at the surrounding environment, the grass and trees had withered, how could it feel so similar to Zhou Wuyan's situation when he dealt with him in the Dragon Xuan Secret Realm? But there are differences, what it is, Zhou Chen can't say. Zhou Wuyan held the sword called the Dark Sword, this sword is a collection of ninety-nine resentful spirits to produce a powerful evil qi to kill the opponent, the evil qi is extremely serious, it can destroy plants and trees, could it be that the murderer's cultivation technique is similar to Zhou Wuyan's?

That's not poison.

It's a kind of evil spirit.

What surprised Zhou Chen even more was why there was a heart not far from Zhang Guangling's corpse? The heart was very strange, it was jet black, not at all like a heart flowing with blood, but as if it was polluted, and Zhou Chen could strongly feel that the heart itself exuded a powerful evil aura.

"It should be evil, be careful."

Zhou Chen reminded him, bypassed the heart that had completely lost his life, and walked towards Zhang Guangling's corpse. Walking in, Zhang Guangling was black, and his body vaguely revealed a strong evil qi, which was very strong, if he was not a cultivator, he would be invaded by the evil qi when he touched the corpse, even if he did not die, it was estimated that he would be sick and plagued in this life.

It's so ruthless.

After taking a closer look, he found that Zhang Guangling's heart was full of black blood, and the black stick in his hand really maintained the posture of hitting the center mouth.

That's a strange behavior, isn't it?

Suicide?

What the hell is going on?

Although he has not seen Zhang Guangling's cultivation with his own eyes, Zhou Chen guesses that he is definitely much higher than Zhang Ziling; And Zhang Guangling once said that he was not the murderer's opponent at all, and he only barely fought with the murderer, which shows that Zhang Guangling's cultivation should be above himself. With such a profound cultivation, how could he choose to commit suicide?

The most puzzling question is whose heart is it?

Could it be the murderer's?

Regarding the art of heart refining, Zhou Chen only learned from Zhang Guangling that Zhou Chen didn't know anything about this ancient secret technique, so he naturally couldn't imagine that the murderer could live without a heart. Zhou Chen can see the traces of the heart being pierced, can he live without a heart?

"Grandpa, grandpa."

Zhang Ziling knelt next to the corpse, howling and crying, he never thought that he would come to Miaogu Village for a day; The old man who was originally good died like this, and he even hated why he came to Miaogu Village, if he didn't come, maybe his grandfather wouldn't have died. Zhou Chen patted Zhang Ziling's shoulder and comforted: "Brother Zhang, please mourn." ”

After comforting Zhang Ziling, Zhou Chen took out the dagger from his waist, this dagger is a magic weapon refined by Qi Shoutian, although it is very evil, but for some reason it was subdued by Zhou Chen, now it is not only a magic weapon, but also can dissolve the evil qi on the old man's body, Zhou Chen held the dagger tightly and gently stabbed it into the old man's arm. Suddenly, I saw the old man's black blood gurgling out from the old man's arm.

It didn't take long for the old man's dark condition to improve.

Zhou Chen put away the dagger and unbuttoned the old man's shirt, leaving the old man's thin chest exposed; Stretched out his hand and touched it, and sure enough, he guessed correctly, his viscera was shattered, and he died directly.

"The cause of the old man's death was the crushing of the viscera, if you guessed correctly, the last blow was the old man's own hand." Zhou Chen helped the late Zhang Guangling put on his shirt, explained, and continued with a puzzled face: "It stands to reason that these evil qi are very powerful, and they will attack the heart veins, but it is impossible for the old man's cultivation to be unable to last in a short time." What was the reason for him to choose such extreme measures? ”

"Could it be that my grandfather can't bear the pain?" Zhang Ziling looked up with tears on his face and asked.

"Impossible, the old man is a master of cultivation, although it is very painful to be invaded by evil qi, but he will not be unable to bear it, it must be the reason why the old man thinks he must do this." Zhou Chen shook his head, pointed to the heart in the distance, and said, "And don't you think that heart is very strange?" Why do you have more hearts? Whose heart does this heart belong to? Judging from the condition of that heart, it was pierced, the heart was pierced, and there was absolutely no chance of survival, but there was no one here at all. I suspect it has something to do with the murderer. ”

"Grandpa once mentioned, the ancient evil arts, the art of refining the heart, does the murderer want to change my grandfather's heart? So ......" Zhang Ziling asked with a flash of inspiration.

"That's right." Zhou Chen nodded and continued to guess: "The heart is the essence of people, and it is the place where the soul exists; How can you live without a heart? Even if the art of refining the heart is an ancient evil art, with a magic and weirdness that everyone doesn't understand, can you really live without a heart? ”

Glancing at the expressions of everyone listening, Zhou Chen continued: "And if that heart is really a murderer, and the person who pierced that heart is naturally the old man. If the old man knew that he couldn't live without a heart, why did he pierce his heart with his strength? ”

"You mean ......"

Zhang Ziling wiped the tears on his face fiercely, and his face suddenly realized.

"That's right, the art of heart refining is not as magical as we imagined, and it is impossible to live without a heart, the old man knows this and pierces the murderer's heart. It is known that the murderer can refine the art of the heart, and even crush his heart in the fastest time. Zhou Chen said affirmatively.

"So the murderer will surely die?" Zhang Ziling asked through gritted teeth.

"This is not necessarily, maybe he can't live without a heart, but there is no body of that person here, which means that he is not dead. Since he is not dead, he can think that he can live without a heart, but even if he can live without a heart, how long can he live? Since he has no heart to live, why does he keep looking for other people's hearts? Zhou Chen shook his head and continued to ask.

"You mean timing?" Zhao Xuan'er couldn't help but interject and asked.

"That's right, it's a matter of time." Zhou Chen thought for a while, said affirmatively, and said: "Even though the heart refining technique is an ancient evil art, it is still inseparable from the laws of nature, since his heart has been abolished by the old man, it means that he has been seriously injured and is eager to find the next heart, we must kill him before he finds a new heart." ”