Xiangjiang International Airport.

A bald man more than two meters tall stepped out of the plane, and in the bustling crowd, there was a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

He looks like a tree.

A poplar that has been struck by lightning.

Dry and thin, there is no excess fat on the whole body, but under the dark skin, there seems to contain a huge amount of strength, which can be seen only from the green and knotted arms.

"Dad, this uncle is so ugly." An innocent little girl pointed at him and said.

The bald head was not annoyed, grinning, revealing a mouth full of white teeth that could shoot toothpaste advertisements, and smiling innocently.

A child's mind is always pure, and the little girl was stunned for a moment, but also bloomed with a bright smile.

The bald head quickly disappeared into the crowd.

His name is Haji, and he is from Yin, which is not far from Xiangjiang. degree, the word Haji, in India. The meaning in the word is for pilgrims.

Pilgrim Haji.

In the underworld, it's a thunderous name.

He is a master of jiu-jitsu, a master of physical arts, a master of Dharma, and a mystical ascetic.

"All sentient beings are suffering, doing good deeds is accumulating virtue, saving lives is merit, and killing people is the greatest merit." This is Haji's manifesto in the underground forum.

Dressed in sackcloth, Haji slowly walked on the road from the airport to the city, like a beggar scavenging waste, picking up half a bottle of mineral water in the garbage heap, he took a shallow sip, his eyes were extremely enjoyable, as if he was drinking the most delicious drink in the world.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he arrived in the city, with beads of sweat on his head, but his eyes were calmer and deeper.

A car came at a gallop, and after a screeching sound of brakes, it stopped beside him, and the car was a middle-aged man with a graceful bearing, opened the door and walked down, and said respectfully, "Master Haji, I see you again." ”

Haji pointed to his mouth and smiled without saying a word.

"Please get in the car." The middle-aged man didn't mind either, and pulled the car door for him.

Anyone who knew Haji knew that he had been practicing a strange closed-mouth meditation since he was thirteen years old, never talking to anyone.

Only when you kill someone, will you speak.

"Master Haji, I invited you to Xiangjiang this time, I want you to help me with something."

"My father was killed, and I want to ask you to help me get revenge." The middle-aged man said as he drove.

His name is Gu Daoyuan, the chairman of a listed company, and the son of Gu Tian.

Although he had a discordant relationship with his father since he was a child and basically had no contact, after his father was killed, Gu Daoyuan still wanted to avenge him.

He originally thought that the murderer would be caught by the police and sentenced to death, but he didn't expect that since the two videos were leaked, the direction of the wind has quietly changed.

Within the police department, although the arrest warrant for Wang Zhong has not been revoked, the task force set up for the case has been disbanded.

This made Gu Daoyuan smell a little different.

So he invited Haji.

……

Lying on his back on the bed in the villa, the light was not turned on, the room was dark, Wang Zhong looked at the ceiling, his eyes were a little confused.

I have a lot of thoughts in my heart, and I have a lot of questions, but I don't know who to talk to.

Since coming into contact with the Eden Organization, Wang Zhong has a feeling in his heart that has become stronger and stronger.

There are many unknown things in this world that ordinary people will not be able to access in their lifetime.

There is a good saying, "Knowledge is like a circle, the more you know, the bigger the circle, and the more you don't know." ”

At this time, Wang Zhong felt like this.

Wang Zhong believes that since there is a power in his body that is far beyond that of ordinary people, he can be regarded as a cultivator mentioned in the novel.

Then there must be other cultivators in this world.

Only, where are they?

Ascetic, Garden of Eden......

These two terms alternately appeared in Wang Zhong's mind, and they had a violent conflict with his perception of the world in the past eighteen years, which made his brain hurt a little.

The figure of the old man couldn't help but appear in his mind, and Wang Zhong sighed softly, a little nostalgic.

If the master is here, he will definitely be able to answer his doubts.

……

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the room.

The door creaked open.

Like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, Wang Zhong jumped up from the bed with a carp, and his mind was tightly raised.

The villa was a secret, and he didn't tell anyone about it.

Could it be that the police found out?

The thought was racing, and the door was completely open.

Outside the door, it was empty.

"Who?" Extreme weirdness suddenly appeared in his heart, Wang Zhong clenched his fists tightly and asked in a cold voice.

Boom!

There was a sudden crunchy slap on the door of the head.

The scalp hurt, Wang Zhong's body suddenly stiffened, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were ecstatic.

"Old man?"

Turning around sharply, I saw an old man in a Tang costume behind him, who was not the old man Huang?

At this time, Old Man Huang still had a shiny brain, but he was dressed up, but it was completely different from the previous obscene and down-and-out.

The bright yellow Tang suit, a pair of mille-feuille cloth shoes under his feet, has a fairy temperament.

What surprised Wang Zhong even more was that Old Man Huang seemed to have undergone a reborn change, his skin was as white and smooth as a baby, and there was a refreshing fragrance.

"I'll poke, old man, are you going to have plastic surgery?" Wang Zhong was dumbfounded and exclaimed.

Boom!

As soon as the words came out, there was another blow to the brain.

"The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth!" Old man Huang scolded with a smile and explained, "I have recently made a little progress in my cultivation, and it is normal to have a slight change in my body after stepping through a level that has plagued me for many years. ”

Wang Zhong was pleasantly surprised.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he muttered, the old man really came.

"What are you doing in a daze, go pour me a glass of water!" Seeing that Wang Zhong looked dumbfounded, Old Man Huang made a gesture to knock him on the head.

This time, Wang Zhong was prepared and took a step back suddenly, but as soon as he took a step, there was a sharp pain in his head.

"Dare to hide? Can you get out of the way? ”

Touching the three big bags on his head, Wang Zhong's face was full of helplessness, "Don't hit me on the head!" ”

"If you don't hit you on the head, do you want me to hit you on the head?"

Grass!

It's still the same obscenity.

Wang Zhong was speechless.

Looking Wang Zhong up and down a few times, Old Man Huang's face gradually became stiff.

"Xiao Zhongzi, you can, in Xiangjiang, you just killed three people, what's the matter, are you going to destroy the police station next?"

Feeling the chill in the master's voice, Wang Zhong shuddered, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"I taught you kung fu, and I told you to kill?" Old Man Huang's voice was even more stern.

"One is trampled to death, and two are thrown down from a tall building, so heavy to kill! Hum! Old man Huang snorted coldly.

With this sound, Wang Zhong felt as if his heart had been hammered by a huge hammer, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Get down on my knees!"

Wang Zhong's knees subconsciously softened, but they were stubbornly straight and motionless.

"Get on your knees!" A big hand pressed on Wang Zhong's head, and Old Man Huang shouted loudly.

"I'm not wrong!" Wang Zhong squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

He felt like his neck was being pressed by a mountain, and the heavy pressure almost collapsed, and even if he tried his best to use his internal qi, he couldn't resist it at all.

"Dare to be hard-mouthed!" Old man Huang added a little strength to his hands.

Under the terrifying pressure, Wang Zhong's waist was bent down, like a bamboo destroyed by a strong wind, which could be crushed at any time.

Wang Zhong was a little aggrieved in his heart, sour and astringent.

I didn't expect that after a short greeting, the master would be like this.

One minute.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

……

Wang Zhong's face was covered with blood, bleeding from his seven orifices, and an extreme sense of weakness made his mind a little dizzy.

He felt that every cell in his body was being squeezed to the extreme, and a voice seemed to be shouting in his heart, "Admit your mistake, you will die if you continue like this." ”

Trying to widen his eyes, looking at the master's vague face, Wang Zhong grinned, revealing his bloody teeth, angry as a gossamer, and said word by word, "I...... Not...... Wrong. ”

After saying this, Wang Zhong couldn't support it anymore, and pushed the golden mountain to the jade pillar, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Old Man Huang's eyelids jumped, and a smile gradually brewed into the corners of his mouth.

A golden light quietly shot out from Wang Zhong's body.

With a wave of his big hand, he grabbed this golden light in the palm of his hand, and Old Man Huang let out a long sigh.

In the palm of his hand, there was a worm as thin as a hair, wriggling weakly.

"Silly boy."

The torture just now beat Wang Zhong to a state of almost suspended animation, and Old Man Huang had another deep meaning.

The first is to test Wang Zhong's heart and surname again.

Rather bend than bend, he is very satisfied.

Second, it is also to force out the worm in Wang Zhong's body.

Hearteater.

The special surname of the heart eater, although Wang Zhong knew something, he also burned it to death with the energy of He's Bi before.

However, if this kind of Gu worm really wanted to be so easy to deal with, it would not be regarded by Gu Tian as the last means of saving his life.

In fact, the Mind Eater has another wonder.

There was once a Gu Master Shi who spent his whole life compiling a list of strange insects, collecting the most vicious and vicious one hundred kinds of Gu worms, among them, the Heart Eater ranked sixth, ranking very high.

This is because the life of the heart-eating worm is like a virus, and it is even more tenacious than a virus.

Even if the Hearteater is killed, the moment the mother worm kills it, a subworm will be born.

This subworm is just an energy body, as thin as a hair.

The subworm quietly lurks deep in the body, and cannot be detected at all, with the blood of the human body, it will grow little by little, until it ...... The day of full maturity.

It's like a ticking time bomb that one day, it will come out.

Heart-eater.

Revenge.

This is the horror of the Gu casters, even if they die, they can kill people with bugs.

That is to say, Old Man Huang has cultivated profoundly, and he has just made a major breakthrough, so he can rely on the huge pressure to force out this subworm in Wang Zhong's body.

Taking out a jade bottle from his arms and throwing the worm into it, Old Man Huang let out a long sigh of relief.

There were also some beads of sweat on the door of the head.

This kid is as stubborn as a cow, and it is really a troublesome thing to press him to suspended animation, but not really damage his vitality.

Moreover, Old Man Huang did not expect that in less than a few months, Wang Zhong's internal qi had already reached this realm.

Grabbing Wang Zhong's body and stuffing a pill in his mouth, Old Man Huang stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

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