Chapter 195: Du Lou Village and Divorced Niang Fan (12)
"Since you are a cultivator, you should benefit all sentient beings."
"You want my heart?" Han Daoren endured the pain all over his body and opened his eyes with difficulty, and a man with a sneer appeared in his field of vision, and his intuition told him that his life was about to die.
"Yes, I want your heart. I heard that Han Daoren has a delicate seven-trick exquisite heart. As long as you drink the water boiled with this heart, you will be invincible to all poisons and not afraid of all evils. I've been looking for a long time before I found you. The man in black said, and suddenly plunged a knife into Han Daoren's heart: "That nobleman's tomb, you have also been there, right?" β
"Nonsense!" Han Daoren twitched in pain: "I don't know what you're talking about. β
"You don't know? If you don't know, who else in this world does. It is rumored that the mausoleum of the imperial concubine was chosen by you, a madman. The Emperor had intended to kill you along with the craftsmen. Because only the dead can keep secrets. But who are you? You are a person born with a seven-trick heart, not only did he see through the emperor's tricks, but he also found a way out of the tomb that had been sealed. Tell me, where is that place and how can we get in. β
"Joke, really a joke." Han Daoren's soul trembled in pain, but this pain was still something he had to endure. At this time, he was confined and unable to move. "How long ago was that imperial concubine, she was at least from your great-grandfather's generation, but look at me again, how old am I, can I be the one who shows the mausoleum to the imperial concubine? As for my heart, it's not the legendary seven-trick heart at all, I'm just an ordinary person like you. β
"Sure enough, it's a crazy Taoist with a seven-trick exquisite heart, and at this time, he still wants to lie to me." The man in black pursed his lips, no longer paying attention to Han Daoren, but directly made a ruthless move, digging out Han Daoren's heart alive. It's strange to say, if this is someone else, he will die the moment he loses his heart, but this Han Dao person stared at his heart for a while longer, and then slowly closed his eyes.
The heart of Han Dao people is a little different from the heart fruit of ordinary people. In addition to the difference in the size of the heart, there are also different shapes and colors.
A white light exploded on the ground, and Bai Li immediately woke up. She looked at Bai Ze in a daze, and as far as her eyes could see, Bai Ze and the Han Dao man were standing side by side holding hands. As soon as she wanted to speak, she saw Han Daoren's dried corpse turn into ashes at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"His skeletonβ"
"See?" Bai Li squinted and smiled: "Han Daoren is actually not a human, or he is not completely human, he is the son of an ordinary woman and Danmu Jing. β
"Danmu Spirit?" It was the first time Bai Li had heard this name: "What is this Danmu?" β
"Danmu is a kind of tree, a tree that grows on the Kuanrong Mountain. The tree has a strange growth, its leaves resemble ears of grain planted by the villagers, but the fruit is as large as a papaya, and the red veins hide black veins. It is said that this Danmu does not melt when it encounters fire, does not rot when it encounters water, and is known as a sacred tree in the world. Since ancient times, the royal family likes to look for Kuanrong Mountain, likes to search for Danmu, and then uses this Danmu to build their own mausoleum. Oh, by the way, the fruit of this danmu can kill poison, and it can barely be interpreted as invulnerable. β
"And what's going on with this Danmu Spirit?"
"I also heard the story, and it wasn't until I saw this Han Dao person that I knew that the story was probably more than just a story." Bai Ze deliberately sold Guanzi: "It is said that it was the emperor who built a mausoleum for the imperial concubine who accidentally found Kuanrong Mountain, and found a large area of danmu on the mountain, so he sent an army to cut down all the danmu on the entire mountain, and secretly transported it to the deep mountain of the cultivation mausoleum." After thousands of years and a hundred years, this Danmu has more or less absorbed some of the essence of heaven and earth. So many Danmu piled up together, baptized by thunder and lightning, and urged by wind and rain, they actually condensed and formed, and transformed into a Danmu essence. β
"Did this Danmu Essence kill those soldiers?"
"Nope!" Bai Ze shook his head: "Although the appearance of this newly born Danmu Jing is like that of an adult, its brain is no different from that of a one- or two-year-old child, ignorant and stupid." The soldiers had never seen him, and thought he was a local villager who had strayed into the mountains and wanted to kill him. But seeing that he looked stupid, he estimated that he would not leak secrets, so he left his life behind and continued to move towards the mountains. This Danmu Jing is also considered lucky, and he actually met a kind little girl who went into the mountains to collect medicine. So, Danmu Jing was taken back to the house by the little girl, grew up with the little girl, and clumsily followed the little girl's father and mother to study medicine. Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, the little girl who grew up naturally became the mother of Danmu Jing, and later gave birth to Han Daoren, a child of mixed mortal and Danmu blood. β
"Then isn't this Han Dao person very powerful?"
"It's great to say it's powerful, and it's not great to say it's not great. Although this Danmu was born from the aura of heaven and earth and belonged to the wood demon, he himself had no demonic power, and he could neither help nor harm people. If you really want to count any advantages, it is probably that compared with ordinary mortals, the wood demon has a better body, almost never gets sick, and after all, he is a demon body, he learns things faster than ordinary people, and can communicate with beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects in the mountains, and can peek into many secrets that ordinary people don't know. For example, which mountain has a century-old Ganoderma lucidum, and that mountain has a god flower and a godly grass. The heart of this wood demon is different from ordinary demon beasts, his heart is transformed by demon fruit, and Danmu's demon fruit happens to have the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons. This Han Dao person is half human and half demon, and his heart is also transformed by demon fruit, which naturally has the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons. As for Han Daoren's resurrection after death, I don't think it was Han Daoren's doing, but some people in the village who wanted to deal with the coffin shop owner, as for his purpose, it is unknown. β
"Whether your story is true or not, I think the coffin shopkeeper is damned. For his own selfishness, he wants to kill people and dig out his heart, he is so shameless, why don't he cut out his heart. It's no wonder that Han Daoren's apprentice wants revenge, if someone treats my master like this, I would rather die to take revenge. β
"The shopkeeper of the coffin shop is indeed innocent, and as for the villagers of Dulou Village, I am afraid that few of them are innocent." Bai Ze said, glancing at Du Xiaozhi's sister and brother: "But you should be innocent." Since God left you brothers and sisters, it means that you are good people and have good rewards. β
"We are indeed innocent, my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and my parents, we have never done anything bad." Du Xiaoshan hurriedly explained: "There are many people in the village who are afraid of the shopkeeper of the coffin shop, but while they are afraid, they are trying to please him. Only our family didn't pay much attention to him, and my grandparents warned us not to go to their house, saying that they were afraid of getting into bad luck. My grandmother said that what their family has done is extremely immoral, and if they get into trouble, they will definitely end badly. At first, I didn't understand it, but I just heard what you said, and I realized that the owner of the coffin shop still does that kind of thing. β