Back at home, He Xukong looked at everything simple and simple in the house, for some reason he missed the old beggar, and after thinking for a long time, He Xukong walked out of the house!

At this time, it was noon in the town was very lively, there were many hawkers on both sides of the road to do small business, a roar of annoyance came into the ears, He Xukong's expression was as stiff as ever, he was also a celebrity, since he was a child, he was called the lone star by others, at this time, it is inevitable to be pointed at.

Void, void, He Void I don't know why the old beggar would give him such a name, but I have heard that when the old beggar picked him up from the garbage heap, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the rain was very heavy that night, so heavy that there had never been a torrential rain in this isolated town, and at that time the void was like the sea with monstrous ripples, and at that time the air was bloody, the old beggar named him Blood Void, but he felt that this name was not good, so he simply followed the old beggar surnamed He.

Walking out of the town, Ho Void came to a small hill in the middle of nowhere, which was located under the peaks north of the town.

The town is as isolated as a paradise, surrounded by mountains, and the inhabitants of the town do not have much culture, but call these four peaks "southeast and northwest".

On an inconspicuous hill under the North Mountain, He Xukong looked sadly at a grave in front of him, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

It is said that the tomb is actually just a simple rectangular mound, although He Void often comes to manage it, it is still overgrown with weeds, but fortunately, there are also a few large trees around to shade it.

He Xukong, who was so insulted by Chen Lu today, and who had a strong personality, did not show weakness in front of others at this time, in front of the old beggar's grave.

After all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, He Xukong sat quietly in front of the grave without saying a word, looking helpless, he was a little uneasy in his heart at this time, except for the old beggar, she had the best relationship with Zihan, and even had a secret affection for him in his heart!

I let her down so much today, will she look down on me!

"Okay", she is a high-ranking daughter, and I am just a lone star who no one cares about, I don't deserve him, He Void self-mocking to himself.

Although He Void is unwilling, he knows that this is the reality. After a long time, he spoke again: Chen Lu treated me like this today, and I will let him die a good death.

The cold tomb did not respond, He Void stared blankly at the mound, and only in front of the old beggar's tomb could he open his heart.

Teacher Zhang told me not to go to class, what should I do in the future. Surrounded by a withered void, he recounted the suffering of the past few days to the tombstone that did not respond in the slightest.

Time passed slowly, the early spring sun was shining, warm into the water, the sun was setting, and the surroundings were gradually filled with a hint of chill.

It's time to go back, the night in the town is full of great horrors, and I don't know how long ago it began, so there is a well-known taboo in the name of the town, that is, "you must be home before dark" and close the doors and windows tightly, otherwise unknown creatures will come and eat alive the inhabitants who touch the taboo.

This is not a legend, but a living fact, when he was a child, he had seen other beggars who could not bear the hunger and begged for death, went out at night, and then never appeared again. No one knows what it's like to walk out of the house at night, because that's gone.

Some old people in the town speculated that here, the night belonged to ghosts, not mortals.

Before leaving, there was one thing, I don't know whether to do it or not, He Xukong gritted his teeth and took out a thumb-sized red incense from his arms, this incense had been burned by someone for some time, and at the very top of it, it was pitch black.

Maybe Mr. Zhang was able to get out of the town and come back alive because of this incense, He Void guessed.

This incense was picked up by Mr. Zhang in a corner of the West Mountain, and the peaks around the village are full of unknowns, every full moon day, He Void will see through the window paper the different peaks seen by other residents, there are bursts of Sanskrit sound, mysterious, echoing until the early morning, the sun rises before it ends, and in his eyes the peak of the full moon day is purple, bursting out with incomparably brilliant brilliance, but it is dark and can not go out, so He Void has not been able to approach the mountain peak at night to see what is going on.

However, such a change can only occur in the eyes of He Void, who has also tested others, and the mountain on the day of the full moon has not changed in the eyes of others as usual.

Teacher Zhang said that lighting this incense may bring disaster, should I light it or give up, at this moment He Void has some hesitation.

Human beings will be afraid of everything unknown, and at this time, in the eyes of He Void, lighting the red incense in his hand is the horror of the unknown.

Silent a little, he is not a person who drags mud and water, as long as he believes in something, he will not hesitate to carry it out, but this time it is really too uneasy, it is a turning point in his life, so he hesitates.

It was almost dark, the night was heavy, and He Void could almost see that the vague stars were about to radiate their brilliance.

At this moment, he did not hesitate to light the red incense in his hand.

"Boom", at this moment, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded, and He Xukong was suddenly startled.

The moment the red incense was ignited, a great change occurred, lightning and thunder roared in the air, and the wind raged around him.

The thunder rang out one after another, and the lightning swept through one after another, the momentum was mighty, and the momentum was strong, He Void was suddenly overwhelmed, and he had a feeling that he would be killed by lightning at any time.

He Xukong was so frightened that he trembled, and subconsciously wanted to snuff out the boundary-breaking incense in his hand, but suddenly, he was shocked, and he didn't know when the incense in his hand had been extinguished, as if he had never lit it.

"Smack"!

With a scorching smell and a scorching wave of air, suddenly a lightning bolt struck a shade tree next to the mound, and in an instant the original tree was split to pieces.

He Xukong was frightened a lot, his heart was in a panic, and he ran without the slightest hesitation, like a wounded cunning rabbit, extremely fast.

If a cultivator saw this scene here, he would definitely be dumbfounded, because the speed of He Void at this time had already surpassed the limit that mortals could reach.

Some pedestrians passed by along the way, hurrying home because night was approaching.

These pedestrians seemed to feel a gust of wind passing by, and He Void crossed them.

When he returned home, he closed the window and door in an instant, fled to the bed, and wrapped his whole body tightly in the quilt.

He was the burner of incense, how did the cause and effect of fate let him escape, a golden lightning bolt, descended from the sky, and the other inhabitants did not notice it in the slightest, they did not even know in the void where the lightning and thunder, the wind roared, like the scene of the end times.

All they know is that it's getting dark, and they should go home quickly, or bad luck will befall them.

Rumble!

He Xukong trembled, he seemed to smell a trace of burnt smell and lost consciousness, and the golden lightning in the air hit his body.

At this moment, something finally happened to the townspeople, and the town's canopy began to ripple, and soon the ripples turned into a fist-sized whirlpool.

The whirlpool was amazing, and all the residents suddenly became uneasy, and Teacher Zhang was in the bedroom in the private school, and he was shocked, and muttered hoarsely: He still lit the incense as before.

This time...... It's not going to fail!

At the same time, in the mayor's house, in a splendid and decorated house, Zihan's father was suddenly shocked and said like a roar: Is it still ignited?

This time, you're doomed!

The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and even layers of dark mist came out of it, as if something terrible was coming. At this moment, the whole town was filled with an unprecedented depression.

If He Void was still there, he would definitely find that the four peaks outside the town had all burst out with brilliant light, and the purple light was shining through, divine majesty, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds that only He Void could hear began to resound like thunder.

Burning incense leads the way, breaking the boundary and burying immortals, the relics of the gods, fate is the beginning, how to end. Sanskrit sounds!

At the small hill where the void was ignited, there was a big hand and five fingers in the cold stone tablet that was unwilling to rush out of the grave. It seems to be about to break the sky.

Here we go. The journey of fate! The voice is hoarse and cold, making people shudder!

If the void were here, it would surely roar, for the voice was somewhat the same as that of the old beggar!