Chapter 469: Closed Door Village (6)

I tensed up and walked into the village step by step, maximizing my senses.

The fat man's footprints went towards the ghost temple, and I followed the footprints to the ghost temple, only to see two figures standing in front of the temple.

One of them was a fat man, his eyes turned up, and he saw the whites of his eyes missing, obviously because he was covered by something.

And next to him stood a black figure in a black trench coat, hidden in the shadows under the eaves, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"You're really affectionate." When the black shadow saw me, he spoke, his voice was a little lacking, and said, "It's just that this kind of character often doesn't live long in the Qimen realm. ”

His voice sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

After a pause, I asked, "What exactly are you bringing me here for?" Since you're here, why don't you come out and see it? ”

"I asked you to come to retrieve something that doesn't belong to you." As he spoke, the black shadow slowly walked out of the eaves and into the moonlight, and put down the trench coat and hat he wore on his head.

When I saw it, I was shocked.

I saw that this person was tall and thin, with a pale face, and he looked weak.

It's a white-faced youth!!

When he first appeared, he was in the white shop in Qinglong Town, and he did business with the old paper ghost.

Miao Miao said that he came to Qinglong Town after the Hongcun affair began, and he was quite active at the beginning, but then he fell silent for some reason, watching the development of the Hongcun incident, and never intervened.

Miao Miao said that he had a background, so he didn't touch him in order not to make any extraneous branches; And the white-faced young man also kept his promise, and never intervened in the development of the incident in Qinglong Town, and closed the white shop and left after the Hongcun affair was over.

The background that Miao Miao said is likely to be the Ghost King Palace.

Because when the fat man and I first came out of Miao Village, he set up a ghost room and sent me and the fat man into the big magic city with the method of moving mountains with five ghosts.

I have every reason to believe that he belongs to the Ghost King Palace, perhaps a subordinate of the man in black, or even a slave. Miao Miao judged that he was a ghost slave, because he had a lot of ghost energy, his face was pale and pale, and he had no popularity at all.

Since Hong Qingsheng exchanged the heart of the human spirit to me, there are three beings who want to take it away. The first one is a man in black, the second is an old ghost, and the third is the white-faced young man in front of him.

They even have the same line: get back what doesn't belong to me.

"Who the hell are you? Why should I give you the heart of a man? "I tightened the heavy knife in my hand and prepared for battle.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that the heart of the person does not belong to you, it should go back to where it should be." The white-faced young man looked at me with a smile, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight cold arc.

I didn't answer his words, because I didn't want to fall into his rhythm, but threw out two questions: "Are you a descendant of the aborigines of Fengmen Village?" Took refuge in the Ghost King Palace? ”

I am sure and sure that it is absolutely impossible for me and the fat man to come to Fengmen Village to leak out, and it is impossible for the white-faced young man to come here to block us.

It turned out that there could only be one, and it happened to happen!

This can completely prove that he is a person from Fengmen Village, to be precise, a descendant of the aborigines of Fengmen Village; It's the same as the sea prune.

And I'm even more sure that after the people of Fengmen Village left the village, although they didn't live in the same place, there must be a connection between them, maybe as the fat man said, it was a loose blood alliance. The strongest existence in the Ghost King Hall is naturally the Ghost King, who worships ghosts, and Fengmen Village also worships ghosts, and the two have obvious similarities.

The white-faced young man froze slightly, glanced at me, smiled, and said: "You are very smart, your fortune is also profound, and your strength has grown to a terrifying point, and it is far beyond the average small eye in a year, if I don't do it again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control you." ”

"You didn't answer my question."

I squinted my eyes and immediately pressed on, these two questions were important; At the same time, I also got a vague answer. He didn't help me before, but he didn't want me to die.

For when I die, there will be trouble with the heart of man.

I have a gut feeling that there must be conditions to take people's hearts, otherwise there will be problems, otherwise in the past year or so, they will have countless opportunities to take away people's hearts from me. Especially the man in black, he can fight Bai Xiangyue, and his strength does not know how many times to crush me.

"I won't answer your question, because you are not qualified to know, you now have two options; First, hand over people's hearts; Second, lose your brother, and then I will come and take it myself. The white-faced young man showed a little impatience with the question on his face.

My heart sank, and I looked at the fat man, and then at the white-faced youth, estimating the distance and the speed necessary for the rescue to succeed.

"Colorful Eagle!"

I made a fake expression and looked at the top of the white-faced young man's head.

The white-faced young man's eyes instinctively glanced up.

This is the moment! I leapt to my feet and slashed at the white-faced youth as fast as I could.

But what surprised me was that the white-faced young man didn't make any movement, and the fat man next to him stood in front of the white-faced young man in a flash, blocking my way in a daze and becoming a meat shield.

"Damn!"

My pupils shrank, and I retracted the knife violently, and I was going to shoot with all my might, but this collection completely caught me off guard, and my posture was unbalanced, and I smashed towards the fat man.

At this moment, the white-faced young man pulled the fat man away and kicked me like lightning with a flying kick.

I had to fight with both hands and carry him with a kick.

With a "bang", I felt that I had been hit by a wild bull, and I involuntarily slid backwards, leaving two long sliding marks on the snow, more than ten meters long.

The white-faced young man did not move at all, and made a judgment from above. He surpassed me at least one step, or even two, to a level second only to the big one.

"If there is a second time, I will kill your brother first, and then take your heart." The white-faced young man's face was slightly gloomy, and his voice was cold several degrees.

My heart sank to the bottom, this person can't be beaten, plus the fat man who is controlled by the mouse trap, there is no chance of winning at all. And as a descendant of the aborigines of Fengmen Village, he must still have some hole cards.

"I don't understand, the heart of the human being was in Hong Qingsheng, he must be weaker than me now, why don't you take it from Hong Qingsheng, but on me?" I threw another question in the past, even if I die today, I have to die to understand.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you." The white-faced young man said: "The heart of the human spirit is not its original name, it has been preserved by the Hong family for generations, and choosing you is a mistake that must be corrected." ”

"It chose me?" I felt a storm in my heart.

I always thought that it was Hong Qingsheng who gave me the heart of the people, but now listening to the words of the white-faced young man, it was not Hong Qingsheng who gave me the heart of the people, but the heart of the people who chose me.

That's right, the heart of the human being has an autonomous meaning, and it chooses the host independently!!

This conclusion directly overturns many of my previous views.

Hong Qingsheng was probably forced to give me the heart of the man, judging from the fact that he himself became a half-human and half-fierce monster, he obviously failed to suppress the heart of the man, and even was controlled by the heart of the man.

"Without further ado, now I'll make a deal with you." The white-faced young man looked at me and said slowly: "You give me the heart of a man, and I will return your brother to you; In addition, I have prepared a heart for you, which can be replaced after taking away the heart of the person, to ensure that you do not die for three days, you have time to turn to the eastern Sichuan District or Miao Village, they will have a way to help you heal the wound and let you continue to live, how about it? ”

"If the heart of the man is taken away, can I still live?" My heart moved, and I thought that if I took away the heart of man, I would die, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"It was exchangeable at the beginning, and it can be exchanged now." The white-faced young man nodded, and said, "I brought the best surgeon, and the heart that has just been removed." ”

After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and saw a rickety figure slowly walking out of the corner behind him, his face was snow-white.

What is terrifying is that there is only a pair of green vertical pupils on that face, no nose, no mouth, and completely faceless appearance.

It's the evil one who roasts human flesh.

It didn't stand like a ghost at all, but like some kind of crawling animal, but covered in human skin.

In addition, it carries a small bloody box in its hand, which exudes a faint smell of blood.

Freshly plucked hearts!

I remembered the travelers who disappeared before......