The reason why I am not sure whether the old man has been here just now is not simply because of the speed at which he disappeared.

Normally speaking, no matter how quietly a person approaches the back of an ordinary person, there are times when he is occasionally discovered, not because the voice is not small enough, but because no matter how ordinary a person is, he will feel more or less about the breath. The real stealth master does not completely eliminate his own qi, if the aura of a place is weaker than the breath of nature, it is easy to attract the attention of the perceptual master. True invisibility, like a chameleon, is about being completely integrated into the breath of nature, making yourself completely consistent with the atmosphere of the environment around you.

But this terrifying old man in white did not blend into nature, but he really didn't feel anything, even if it was a stone on the side of the road, you would always have an impression when you first saw it. However, apart from his terrifying appearance, Simon had no impression of the realm of perceiving this part.

How to put it, it's like a grassland in front of you, he's not grass, but you can't sense him anyway, no! More precisely, it's like an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of you, and he just doesn't know which part of the corpse is buried.

The corpse knew he was here!

The living corpses were still kneeling there, not moving a bit, as if they were returning to the real corpses.

The little official of Ximen suddenly grabbed Hua Baixue's collar frantically and roared: "Who is he? You must know! Tell me who he is!"

Hua Baixue had regained her composure, she no longer trembled, but just hugged Ximen Peak, which was almost out of control, with pity. Ximen Feng suddenly cried, crying very sadly. Maybe it was thinking of his own life experience and the old man's words, or maybe it was the aftershocks after getting rid of the horror, and he couldn't say it clearly. He calmed down, stopped whimpering, and said to Hua Baixue: "It's okay, let go of me and tell me who he is." ”

Hua Baixue let go of Ximen Feng, took out the medicine in her bag and took out a stone mortar, and while mixing various medicines together and mashing them into paste, she asked Ximen Feng: "Do you believe that there is a god in this world?"

Ximen Feng was stunned by the question, God? Since I was a child, I have been listening to my grandmother tell all kinds of stories and miracles, but I have never seen it, and I am at a loss for a while, and I don't know how to answer.

Hua Baixue seemed to be asking and answering herself, and suddenly smiled: "Of course there is, he is a god, the evil god Zhu Shen!" When he spoke, his expression was calm and trembling, not at all as if he had just experienced such a strange event, as if the air was frozen, and Ximen Feng felt as if he was shivering.

Hua Baixue continued, as if she was talking to Ximen Feng, and as if she was talking to herself: "It turns out that the ancient ruins I found were left by him, so it is not surprising that there were legends of him sixty years ago, one hundred and twenty years ago, one hundred and eighty years ago, three hundred years ago, and even seven hundred years ago. The ruins I found are at least 2,700 years old······"

Indeed, what else could it be but gods and ghosts to live for more than 2,700 years? It was an era that could not even be referred to in historical data, and it was like a legend from afar.

"It seems that people have misunderstood all these years? He is not a god who brought the plague to him, and there is a corpse plague everywhere he appears, and it seems that he is just looking for such a place. Hua Baixue suddenly seemed to return to reality from her thoughts, and looked at Ximen Feng lightly: "He eats everything, including all kinds of human parts, and eats it raw." Anything can be killed, if you count it in terms of martial arts, one hundred and ten Taishi Ancestors will be killed by him in an instant, he is a person who can really enemy the country, such a person is not a god or anything. Everyone calls him the evil god Zhu Shen, no one knows his righteousness and evil, every time he appears, he is accompanied by disasters, sometimes eating people, and sometimes punishing the wicked. Sixty years ago, he left behind the story of how he turned a child abuser into a monster. The monster's head grew under the crotch, and the legs were two backward arms, but the legs were backwards in the arms, and it could only crawl on its back. The most terrible thing is that this villain is not dead yet, and the villagers often feed him after seeing that he is pitiful and no longer afraid. And then three months later, and finally he died of overtright. I have seen that corpse, because it is so peculiar, the corpse has been dried and preserved in the village where he lives, warning the world not to do evil, that... That's not a story!" Hua Baixue began to tremble again: "I was almost obsessed with looking at that air-dried corpse! There are traces of fusion at the junction of limbs and head. Even if a normal person's finger is severed and sutured and connected in a short time, I can guarantee that the finger can still be used, but it will never be flexible anymore, and no one can combine all the most complex nerves in the human body. Even if it was joined later, how can a person whose head was cut off still be alive, and how can he still move as usual when he is taken elsewhere? Why is there no trace of stitching, and the flesh can be fused like molten iron? Even a healer like me does not believe that there is such a medical technique in the world, and it can only be a miracle! This is the person you want to understand, no! You can no longer be called a man, he is the evil god Zhu Shen! The things you are learning about now are not horrors and strange things, but the real corner of the sky! He is close to the sky!

Ximen Feng was a little afraid, if after three days, his party was lucky enough to negotiate with Ghost Aotian successfully, or steal someone and rescue Lan Ling, would he still have to face this evil god. Isn't this kind of life bad? At least my grandmother is still my own grandmother, and Simon's family is still my home... No! Simon shook his head, if I don't even know who I am, is it still interesting for me to live? Who are my biological parents, and why don't you keep me by their side? What does it mean to be reincarnated? I must ask the evil god for all this! Looking at his appearance, he has no ill will towards me, as long as I look for it firmly, the mystery of my life will be solved sooner or later.

Ximen Feng had an idea, although he had doubts, he was no longer confused, and helped Hua Baixue and the disciples of Baicaomen to start medicine Li Wenwen.

I have to say that with a flower and a hundred herbs disciple, the effect of medical skills is still obvious. In less than half an hour, Li Wenwen was already able to act, although the right rib that was sneak attacked when he was raising his breath still hurt, and his face was not so good-looking, but he could move anyway. After cremating the body of the dead Baicao disciple and comforting the other two Baicao disciples, everyone found another piece of jade. Coupled with the jade they brought back, there are now three pieces, in addition to the white round jade that they started to get, the other two, one is octagonal, one is triangular, one is green, and one is blue. After everyone gathered, they headed east together to find the last key to open the evil god enchantment.