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"This is the hinterland of the grasslands of Inner Mongolia," the old man said again.

"Isn't the hinterland of Inner Mongolia a desert, where does the grassland come from?" Monsoon asked in surprise.

"Desert, young man, you don't have a problem with your head, this place has been a grassland since ancient times," said the old man suspiciously.

This made Monsoon a little puzzled, and after carefully sorting out the information, Monsoon found some problems and even had a terrible guess.

"Uncle, what time is it now?"

"It's about ten o'clock in the morning."

"I mean, what year is it?" Monsoon explained.

"19xx, child, why don't you go back with me to see a doctor," the old man asked worriedly.

"Wait a minute, let me take care of it, I'm a little messed up right now." Monsoon said to the old man.

At this time, a message came from the inheritance space, and Ji Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at this news, it turned out that the god of death has its own doppelganger in all worlds, and they all have their own names, some are called the god of death, sometimes they are called Yama kings, and so on, not so much the fragments of the godhead, but the death of the source world deity, so it leads to the independent existence of the death doppelgangers of various planes and universes and is not regulated.

But some of the countless planes have powerful clones, and even give birth to their own spiritual intelligence, but some doppelgangers are weak and can't even manage dead souls, endless planes, countless clones, which shows how terrible the peak of the unfallen god of death is.

However, according to the laws of the plane, the souls in the universe without the control of the god of death will go in different directions, some plane souls will die, and some will continue to exist, so some uncontrollable evil spirits will be born, and through the guidance of the power of the god of death, they will travel through the endless world.

As for the weak clones without intelligence, they often turn into something with the power of death and affect the world, such as being absorbed by something, it will give birth to some special powers, or approach the origin, enter the body of the creature, bring some magical abilities, and so on.

After understanding this, Monsoon suddenly came to other worlds, but it seems that he is still on the earth, but he didn't expect that through the guidance of the inheritance space, he can also shuttle through the major worlds, which is really amazing.

However, in some ways, this also reminds the monsoon, in some powerful worlds, some clones will threaten his life, but fortunately, with the shield of the inheritance space, his own strength can also be improved, as long as he works hard, his life will not be endangered.

"Uncle, can you ask if there are any interesting things going on here, such as something famous in China?" asked Ji Feng, which was also a way to explore the world.

"What's more famous? Well, here's a newspaper I bought a month ago, see if there's anything famous you said," the old man said, pulling out a crumpled newspaper.

Ji Feng took it and took a look, and there were ten big characters written on the front page, which occupied most of the space "Wing Chun Ip Man vs. Western Boxers", which couldn't help but surprise him.

Is there any mistake, Ip Man, what about the cheating father, besides, this is Inner Mongolia, far from Hong Kong.

Well, the thing forgot about its ability to move in space.

"Well, uncle, can I ask what you are doing here, there doesn't seem to be many people here," Ji Feng said.

"Oh, this one, not far ahead, there is a black lake, which is said to have existed for hundreds of years, and there is a special blue-black herb on the edge of the lake, which has the effect of concentrating on the mind," the old man recalled.

"If it's such a nice place, how can it be uninhabited," Monsoon asked.

"First, it's too far away from the city for inconvenient transportation, and second," said the old man in a low voice and carefully whispered to the monsoon, "It is said that every midnight here, there will be ghosts and ghosts, and everyone who lives in this neighborhood will not survive the next day."

Hearing this, Monsoon couldn't help but feel a little funny, the power of the god of death near here is so strong, fortunately, there is the power of the sun during the day to suppress it, but at night, the power of the god of death explodes, then there will be living things, but the strange thing is why there is no soulless existence, you must know that although the power of the god of death restrains all life and souls, but the power that is not under the jurisdiction of the god of death, and the power that does not give birth to the spirit will not kill the soul, unless・・・・・

Thinking of this, Monsoon was a little eager to try, if his guess was right, it should be it.

"Big brother, what are you thinking, why are you smiling so obscenely" A delicate voice sounded at his feet.

Monsoon came back to his senses and looked at the little girl at his feet, only then did he remember the little girl who said he was crazy at the beginning, and he couldn't help but ignore her

Ji Feng smiled at the little girl embarrassedly, "Little sister, I don't call it obscene, this is a unique smile of a mature man, you are still young, I don't understand, besides, how do you know what obscenity is, who taught you"

"Hehe, uncle, Dad said, the man who leaked that smile is either a lewd uncle or a pervert, I don't know what you are?" The little girl said innocently.

But Monsoon heard it, the little girl was teasing him, otherwise how could he change from a big brother to an uncle, he really shouted Monsoon couldn't help but sweat, are children in this era already so precocious?

Just when Monsoon didn't know what to say, the old man saw Monsoon's embarrassment and answered.

"I don't know your name, young man,"

"Oh, my name is Monsoon, the season of the four seasons, the wind of the scenery, I don't know your old name?"

"Don't have your surname Yang, just call me Yang Lao, this is my granddaughter, Xiuqin" Yang Lao pointed to the little girl and said.

"Yang Xiuqin, a good name", how does it feel a little familiar, Ji Feng thought, "Little sister, how old are you?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you, lewd uncle"

"Hahaha," the old man laughed・・・・・

Unconsciously, under the endless teasing, the three of them soon arrived at the lake, the old man and the little girl had already separated to look for herbs, as for the monsoon, he walked to the lake, looked at the dark lake, felt the rich breath of the power of death, and slowly condensed the power of death into his eyes, looked at the lake, and carefully searched for the source of power.

"Right in the middle of the lake" Monsoon was shocked in his heart, and when he looked carefully at the thing that exuded power, he was a little relieved that it was actually it!!!