These people in the square are no different from the performance of those livestock and poultry.

I'm also curious about what makes these people so devout and persistent.

So I craned my neck, stood on tiptoe, and looked as far ahead as I could.

At this time, the moonlight and the light of the surrounding torches illuminated the bluestone platform very brightly. As I was looking there, I suddenly noticed a figure in the distance above the bluestone platform.

The figure was very small, not perpendicular to the bluestone platform, but relatively close to the green mountains in the distance. Behind the figure's head, there was an aura.

I couldn't make out the man's face because of the distance, and by the light of the halo behind his head, I saw that he seemed to be wearing a white robe.

As soon as this figure suddenly appeared, the people around me, as if they had received a unified order, fell to their knees one after another.

It was so sudden that I didn't react at all.

Just when I noticed that the people next to me were falling to their knees, I suddenly felt the knee joints of both of my legs, and I don't know if I was kicked or hit from behind.

I didn't react to that, and as soon as my knees went limp, I knelt down with the others.

"Damn. Who is this? I cursed inwardly and subconsciously looked back.

I thought it was Ouyang or Old Man Zhang who did it, but who knew that when I turned around, I found that there was no figure behind me, all of them were those who bowed down devoutly.

They didn't do it, who could it be?

I took a closer look at the man behind me, who was respectfully bowing to the ground, his eyes only staring in the direction of the bluestone platform, which he certainly did not do.

I looked suspiciously at the people next to me, and none of them had time to pay attention to me.

I turned around in surprise, only to find something even worse.

I was hit in the leg and fell to my knees. But the black impermanence that Old Man Zhang pretended, the living dead that Ouyang or pretended to be, and the living dead who followed Old Man Zhang here, did not kneel.

As a result, the crowd of black oppressors all fell to their knees, but the three of them stood alone on the spot. Now they are completely exposed.

Actually, the three of them were not too far away from me, but when there were many people just now, they were squeezed out of the way.

This made me very nervous, and then I saw those black-clothed people on the edge of the bluestone platform, one of them beckoned to the black impermanence, that is, Old Man Zhang.

Old man Zhang had no choice but to shake the soul hook banner in his hand, and walked towards the bluestone platform step by step from the kneeling crowd.

With the shaking of the soul flag, the living dead also followed Old Man Zhang.

The path he took was completely the same as that taken by Old Man Zhang. That is, he walked forward by stepping on the footprints of Old Man Zhang, so that he could also avoid those who knelt on the ground.

Ouyang Or turned his head slightly, not daring to make too much of a move.

Because the situation is unclear at this time, revealing our identities will undoubtedly bring us more trouble.

He should be looking for me, but when I kneel in the crowd, he shouldn't be able to see me

。 Moreover, Old Man Zhang and the living dead had already moved forward, and he didn't dare to stay longer.

Ouyang Or also walked out of the crowd with the living dead.

At this point, my heart was in my throat, and I didn't know what would happen after they walked over.

Are they going to continue the disguise? Will the disguised identity be revealed? How do they respond after being exposed? Is it hitting? Or run?

Due to the suddenness of the incident, we didn't have time to discuss this series of question marks, so we could only act on the opportunity. And since I have already knelt down, I decided to respond to all changes with the same and hide myself first.

And just like that, I watched as they approached the row of men in black.

Among them, the man in black who beckoned to them walked over to Old Man Zhang.

My heart also became nervous, and it is estimated that Old Man Zhang's heart will be even more nervous.

Unexpectedly, the man in black walked up to Old Man Zhang, and actually saluted Old Man Zhang, and then stretched out his hand, looking like he wanted Old Man Zhang to follow him.

This is also unexpected, and the only reasonable explanation is that the identity of the black impermanence that Old Man Zhang is impersonating is higher than that of the man in black.

And the man in black wanted to lure the old man Zhang and the Ouyang he brought to go to another place with the living dead.

I secretly complained in my heart, and in this way, I was completely separated from them, and I had no care for each other if anything happened.

I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse that I avoided after I fell to my knees.

I peeked behind me again, and the man who had kicked me down still hadn't shown up, and I didn't know if he had good intentions or bad intentions.

What is certain is that he must have seen my identity.

But when I think about it, he still helped me a lot. Because if he wants to harm me, just stand up and expose me, why bother, does he want to play like a cat and mouse, and then kill me?

I was completely ignorant here, and when I looked at Ouyang or them again, under the leadership of the man in black, they also disappeared from sight, and I didn't know where they were taken. The three of us managed to get here, but we got separated again.

But the two of them are together, and I'm not worried about their safety. With the two of them joining forces, even Black Impermanence is no match, so I'm sure they shouldn't have any accidents.

On my side, I don't know what to do next.

I'd love to find out who was behind me, but apparently he's different from the rest of the group, and he should be hiding in the crowd. So although I don't know if he is friend or foe, the same experience may allow us to communicate more.

But this man doesn't seem to want to show his face, there are so many people, he wants to hide himself, I can't find him out at all.

At this moment, another bell rang, turning my gaze back to the bluestone platform.

I was shocked to find that the figure in the white robe that had been above the bluestone platform was getting bigger and clearer.

The group of living dead people around me supported the ground with their hands, tilted their heads, and opened their mouths to make a "ah......" sound towards the person in mid-air.

Although it is the sound of ah,

But I'm sure it's not a language, it's a cry that can come out of an animal's throat.

There was hoarseness in their voices, and their demeanor was more reverent.

I looked at the figure above the bluestone platform again, and finally realized that it was not that the figure had become larger, but that he was getting closer and closer to us.

The figure was fluttering in clothes and with an aura, floating down from the mountain, like an immortal.

(End of chapter)

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