In a place where there is no water and no wind, a hideous mountain rock overgrown with weeds, an old man sits and takes a few puffs of cigarette holders.

The white smoke in the cigarette pouch winds towards the ancient sea where the ground is sitting.

The ancient sea here wears a god stick on his back, wears a fairy feather robe, and holds a cyan lantern and a red charm in his hand.

He sat on the grassy ground, his head hanging down, and he fell asleep.

The old man proudly spit out the smoke ring, and said to himself with a cold look in his eyes: "Gu Hai, Gu Hai, you didn't expect it, right? You have escaped the people who hate the building, but I have been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge in the dark, you haven't dodged, have you?"

It turned out that this old man was the one who went to Hate Lou to hire a rat killer before.

At this moment, Gu Hai fell into his supernatural powers and couldn't move.

The old man continued to smoke a few puffs of cigarette, looked at the green lanterns and red talismans of the ancient sea, and said with a comfortable expression: "I have also heard of the resurrection technique, and I will find the soul of the dead in seven days. Now that you are in my spiritual illusion realm, you will not be able to get out of it without ten days or eight days. ”

Psychic Illusion Realm, this is the old man's magical power. Those who succeed in this move will enter the land of their own mind and spend eight or ten days, and after the trick comes out of the illusion, all the spiritual power and supernatural powers belong to the caster.

As the old man said this, his face suddenly filled with an uncontrollable evil smile, and he said in laughter: "When you wake up, I can't wait to see your reaction!

Gu Hai, who was in a daze, didn't know that if he thought that this dream was the real world, then he wouldn't be able to get out of here. And after eight or ten days, it will be drained of spiritual power, and appear in front of the old man like an ant.

At that time, not only Hua Ke will not be able to be resurrected, but he will also lose his life.

The ancient sea sat on the ground in the silence of the cemetery.

The river of blood that flowed from Hua Ke's neck flowed at his feet.

Gu Hai stared blankly at the familiar Hua Ke, which time the corpse he saw was real.

"I may really be just an ordinary person, really just crazy. ”

He clenched his fists in the gushing pain.

Maybe his legend ends here

A burst of laughter suddenly broke the dead silence of the night. Gu Haixunsheng looked at it in surprise, there were still people alive in the village?

Ye Xing'er was running with a book of poems in her flower garden with a bright smile.

"Haha, you're here to get me!"

This laughter came from Ye Xing'er.

Hua Qianqiu was behind her, deliberately slowing down, and feigned anger: "If you are caught by me, it will be over!"

Suddenly, due to the gloomy sky, Ye Xing'er tripped over a stone under her feet, her face changed in shock, and she fell to the ground.

As she was about to fall to the ground, the jade hand struggled wildly, scattering many flowers in an instant.

Seeing this, Hua Qianqiu's footsteps moved quickly, and he was in a wind-like figure, holding Ye Xing'er's soft body with both hands.

I saw that at this time, in the place of silence, the moonlight fell between the two, the eyebrows and eyes of the two were in the falling petals, and the veins were affectionately reflected in each other's eyes.

Gu Hai looked at all this, only smiled bitterly, and in a trance, it seemed that Hua Qianchou had become himself.

"Thanks to your presence, I'm no longer confused. ”

Gu Hai had an answer in his heart.

He carried an axe, which was still dripping with blood, and stood up in a towering mountain.

"So many people have already died, and it doesn't hurt to have two more. ”

Gu Hai ran like raindrops, and kicked over the courtyard gate of Ye Xing'er and Hua Qianqiu with one kick.

The two who were about to kiss each other trembled and looked here.

"Gu Hai, what are you going to do?"

When Hua Qianqiu collapsed at the courtyard gate, he saw the blade of the axe full of blood. He hurriedly protected Ye Xing'er behind him and retreated cautiously.

Gu Hai looked at the two of them with resolute eyes, and didn't say anything at all, his figure was like an egret, carrying the silver light on the blade of the axe, drawing an elegant arc under the moonlight.

The silver thread hit the ground, and two blood-colored arcs were thrown into the night sky.

Ye Xing'er and Hua Qianqiu's heads and bodies were two halves, and they pounced a few times heavily, falling into the flowers, and countless petals were scattered in the air like frightened birds in the woods.

"How can you still play like this in the village?"

Gu Hai stood like a mountain under the moonlit night, and the axe in his hand suddenly flashed with silver light, and it turned into a god stick accompanied by the might of the mountains and seas. The coarse linen clothes on his body became as ethereal as clouds of smoke again.

The night dissipated like a fog in an instant, and Gu Hai suddenly opened his eyes in a patch of weeds.

The old man, who was comfortably snorting the cigarette pouch, swallowed the cigarette in shock, and he kept coughing in the cloud of smoke flying around his nose and mouth: "Ahem...... Ahem, are you...... Ahem, how did you get out?"

He was about to burst into tears.

Gu Hai stood up from the weeds, looked at the old man, and understood that all this was his doing, so he simply said, "It's just that he is incarnated as Shura." ”

Gu Hai recognized him, the old man's name was Zhou He, he and Hua Ke were invited to be guests, but during the banquet, Zhou He set up many ambushes in order to grab the fairy feather coat and the Fu Shen stick.

But these ambushes were all resolved by Gu Hai one by one, and he also humiliated Zhou He in public, so Zhou He held a grudge and always wanted revenge.

Zhou He didn't understand what he meant, he quickly picked up the scimitar placed beside him and pointed at Gu Hai: "Hmph! What if you walk out of that dream?"

He suddenly jumped to his feet, threw the scimitar in his hand into the wilderness, and pulled out a cold silver moon, slashing at Gu Hai's neck.

"You're tired from running around, and you don't have much spiritual power left. ”

Gu Hai listened to Zhou He's smug roar, held the Fu Shen Stick, and mobilized the little spiritual power left in his body.

He said in his heart, "What he said is right. ”

"And I, now is not what I used to be!"

The reason why Zhou He didn't kill Gu Hai for a long time was that he wanted to take all the power of Gu Hai for himself, and now that it was only one day, he had also absorbed a lot of power.

He had grown stronger, and the power of the Ancient Sea had almost dried up.

Zhou He seemed to have seen Gu Hai's death in his eyes, and his heavy scimitar was about to slash Gu Hai's throat.

In an instant, a gust of wind swept past Zhou He at great speed.

Drops of blood fell on the barren land.

The weeds were swaying wildly, and on the hill, an old man's knife flashed a light and shadow in the air, and an exhausted man, in a flash of silver light, pierced the old man's chest with a long stick.

Zhou He said in disbelief in his heart-rending pain: "What...... How...... Will you?"

Gu Hai's long hair hung down in his eyes, and he pulled out the Fu Shen stick fiercely, and only said: "You seem to have misunderstood something, even if I don't have much strength anymore, but to kill you, it is enough to pinch the power of an ant to death." ”

Zhou He was humiliated by Gu Hai at the end of his life in his commanding life. He was unwilling to swing the knife again, but the moment the anger hit his heart, blood gushed out, fell in the weeds, and rolled down the cliff.

Gu Hai looked around and found that this place was still a day's journey away from the mountain village where he once lived.

It seems that he must have been too tired, and he was exploited by this Zhou River, delaying the time to find Hua Ke's soul.

He couldn't help but say, take the Undulating Divine Stick and throw it into the air, even if he didn't have much strength left, but he still had to race against time to find Hua Ke's soul, and he flew towards the village where he once lived.