Sure enough, the voice that came from the depths of the darkness, although still cold and cold, was a little less aggressive.

"It turned out to be a junior of the six doors, why are you six doors so domineering now, you can break into other people's caves at will, and the bad guys are clean? Could it be that he was deceiving the old man and performing immovable spells? ”

"If that's the case, the old man is going to go to the Shenjing City and ask Shi Huang Xiao'er a good question."

Shen Hunting Shi Huang is already old just by looking at his appearance, at least sixty or seventy years old, but he has become a 'child' in the mouth of this secret person.

Listening to the tone, it looks like an old cult cultivator who is a little old.

When Cui Yu heard this, he opened his mouth and said: "The corpse of the corpse of the five poisonous envoys of the Ten Thousand Steep Peaks, of course, is not an old and unknown person, and we were also used by evil and fell into a trap, which is why it ruined your old man's Qing Xiu." ”

In the darkness, a figure appeared on the waves.

The night shrouded his body, as if draped in a layer of pitch-black thicket, and when he looked closely, he saw an old face that seemed to have been slashed countless times by the wind and frost sword, with a body bent down, carrying a bamboo fish basket on his back, but holding a double-headed snake staff in his hand.

The waves under his feet seemed to be contaminated with the cold air from the abyss, and they all froze.

Those corpses that were originally cruel and fearless of death also began to tremble.

The eyes that looked at the old man were full of instinctive fear.

Qiao Wuqi, who had the most acute five senses, clenched his teeth, trying not to let himself stumble out, his fists clenched, and the muscles on his arms bulged high.

"The little girl doll is very knowledgeable, the old man has not been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I never thought that anyone would remember me as a mortal person." The old man said, his tone adding a little warmth again.

Despite this, Jin Sanniang and the others still tensed their nerves and did not dare to relax at all.

The head catchers of the six doors are all feats of licking blood from the knife edge, and they are used to seeing those murderers who laughed and talked one moment ago, and killed with a smile the next second.

Although the old man seemed to have a relaxed attitude, it was also true that Ye Chuxiao and the others had accidentally stumbled into a furnace of pills that had been carefully refined by the other party.

"The seniors laughed, the four words of the corpse and the old man are extremely high in my six doors 'big murderer' file. How dare we ignore you. Jin Sanniang's double knives are in her hands, and the lotus imprint under her feet is looming, and she is in a state of imminent bloom at any time.

When she said this, it seemed provocative, but in fact she was still warning the old man that he was a registered and documented figure in the six doors.

Even if you can really do things absolutely today, you may not be able to do it seamlessly and not be found out by the six doors.

Dealing with characters like evil cultivators, it is impossible to simply be soft and ingenious.

They must be given some scruples.

Sure enough, after Jin Sanniang's threat, the old man who was still slowly moving closer, as if he was looking for the flaws of the five people, stopped, looked at the big tripod in the water that had been opened, and sighed: "It's not difficult for the old man to let you go, you just need to find a hundred corpses for the old man who have just died less than seven days ago, as well as a number of elixirs used to dispense, melt, and boil, and the old man will admit it, and that's it." ”

As he spoke, he took a sharp breath, and suddenly his eyes were black, and he didn't see the whites of his eyes.

"It's a strong smell of blood, this smell of blood, with the smell of breaking the boundary between life and death, this is the smell of at least the flesh and blood of monks who have entered the wonderful realm, there are a lot of corpses preserved on your ship... Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

"Give me all the corpses on this ship, this account... Even if it's half flat. The old man said.

Jin Sanniang said: "No..." ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Cui Yu tugging at her sleeve and whispered: "The old man is a top corpse cultivator, if he makes a move, it won't be long before he can restore the ship's broken corpses." ”

"Just finding out the identity of the corpse can solve some of the doubts."

"Broken corpses... It didn't hurt to give it to him, and when he explained it, he said that the boat had capsized. ”

Jin Sanniang hesitated a little, but looked at several subordinates around her, and finally nodded.

At this time, although there were five of them, they might not really be able to withstand this corpse old man for a few rounds.

Although the Transmission Golden Fu was released, even if it attracted a large number of six doors within a radius of hundreds of miles, it was only a head.

Unless another Jin Zhang catcher arrives, Jin Sanniang joins forces with another Jin Zhang to be sure to withstand the pressure of the old man.

It's just that there are only a few golden medal catchers in the six doors, if it weren't for the special order of the criminal department Shangshu and the five gods, how could there be more than two gold medal catchers, all of whom happened to appear in this place east of the river?

"Good! The corpse can be given to you, but you must help us first to reassemble the corpse so that we can keep the images of the scene on the ship, as well as the expressions and characteristics of these people before they died. Jin Sanniang said.

The old man nodded, "Yes!" ”

Then, the five of them and the old man of the corpse, still keeping their distance, entered the slowly sinking Lou Boat Flower Hall together.

In the flower hall, there is already some water seepage.

A large number of corpse pieces were soaked in the water, and it looked even more messy.

As soon as the old man stomped on the double-headed snake staff in his hand, the water stains on the floor of the flower hall turned into round ice beads, and automatically rolled towards the bow of the ship that was tilting downward.

Then, from the old man's snake staff, tens of thousands of red silk threads flew out.

These threads begin to weave between large and small pieces of meat.

In an instant, all the pieces of meat were skewered together.

Subsequently, the silk thread turned rapidly, as if it was 3D printing, and all the people who were originally alive in this flower hall began to reappear in the flower hall.

Dancers, singers, musicians, guards... A poet who is singing, an official who is drinking, a boy who is flirting with a maid, and a military general who eats meat.

Except for the lack of a fresh breath, those who were cut into pieces are like wax figures restored, and then appear in the flower hall.

At this moment, Ye Chuxiao also felt the vibration of the golden clock.

Taking a piece of photo stone handed over by Zhao Sibai, Ye Chuxiao, like everyone else, recorded all the scenes around him.

Walking irregularly to the place that caused the golden clock to vibrate, Ye Chuxiao squatted down, and the tips of his fingers touched an inconspicuous scratch.

Capture the breath of Dao rhyme!

Ye Chuxiao poured this aura into the golden clock.

In an instant, time seemed to stop for Ye Chuxiao... This is followed by a rapid reverse.

After six hours of rewinding, the playback was stopped.

At this time, the flower hall of Lou Chuan, in Ye Chuxiao's eyes, can be regarded as truly 'alive'.

The face, which had been reshaped, but was full of stiffness and lifelessness, was now fresh and natural.

The sound of music, laughter, and poetry were all mixed together, forming an extremely strong contrast with the hellish situation in the world in Ye Chuxiao's memory.