Liu's front foot left, and someone knocked on the door again on the back foot, Fang Ping subconsciously felt that this woman had gone and returned.

Just as Fang Ping expected, Liu Shi stood in front of the door, the breath in her mouth was as cold as frost, and the moment Fang Ping opened the door, her five fingers pierced straight into Fang Ping's heart, with amazing strength and speed.

Fang Ping didn't panic and kicked Liu's away.

Click!

Flying upside down and landing on the ground, Liu's bones clicked, his neck twisted and turned to the back of his body, and his limbs were also misaligned, twisted and downward, landing on the ground like the limbs of a beast.

For a while, Liu's face, with his face facing the sky and his limbs facing the ground, pounced on Fang Ping with a strange cry of "Hehe" in his mouth.

In the face of this strange change, Fang Ping was puzzled, the charm was still there a moment ago, looking for him to have a child, the village girl who had just a few moments of kung fu became the virtue of this person who is not a ghost or a ghost, what is it that is so weird?

Or is that what it really is?

Without thinking much about it, and without the kindness of a woman, Fang Ping's palm was like a heavenly knife, and he cut off Liu's head with unparalleled sharpness.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

Liu, who had lost his head, could still move his body, and a large amount of yin and strange aura gushed out from his body, and in a bounce, five fingers tore towards Fang Ping like sharp claws.

"In terms of strength, it can threaten the innate martial artists of the ordinary Heavenly and Human Realm." Fang Ping made a judgment, and the true qi of the turtle breath in his palm reverberate, turning into a monstrous wave that grinded Liu's body.

Fang Ping looked left and right, Taoyuan Village was pitch black, and the lights were turned off in every household, and he wiped out the Liu family, and the collision sound he created did not wake up the sleeping villagers.

Wave after wave, Fang Ping saw a black shadow, more than ten zhang high, blending with the rich night, looming, and appeared in a flash behind the house not far away.

When the black shadow turned his head to look at Fang Ping's position, Fang Ping retreated into the house first.

The next day, the sound of roosters woke up the sleeping villagers, Fang Ping walked out of the house, and the remains of Liu's body were missing.

Soon, Fang Ping saw a delicate and charming woman, with a few women carrying a wooden basin, going to the small river ditch in front of the village entrance to wash clothes.

The woman was not someone else, it was the Liu clan who was beaten to pieces by Fang Ping last night, the other party seemed to not remember what happened yesterday, and when he met Fang Ping's eyes, he also brushed his sideburns and hair in shame.

Fang Ping found the village chief, and the village chief still remembered him.

"In other words, the people who come to the village will not be forgotten by the villagers?" Fang Ping thought secretly, feeling more and more that this Taoyuan Village was terrifying and bizarre, and he tentatively asked the village chief, "Last night, the Liu clan ...... You came to me, it was arranged by the village chief? ”

"Is there such a thing? Oh, it seems that there is, you see the old man's memory. The village chief patted his head and explained with a smile: "If you want the guests to see and laugh, we live in Taoyuan Village, the men in the village all went out to join the army a few years ago, and the rest of the old and young, the Liu family is lonely and helpless, and the age is not young......"

"Yes, I understand." Fang Pingfu asked again, "How can I leave this Taoyuan Village?" ”

"Do you have to leave after only a day?"

The village chief was disappointed to keep Fang Ping for a few words, and told Fang Ping that if he wanted to leave Taoyuan Village, he just walked out with a swagger.

Fang Ping was skeptical, and immediately said goodbye to the villagers, and walked out of Taoyuan Village in the reluctance of the villagers.

A terrifying scene happened, Fang Ping walked out of Taoyuan Village, turned around, the villagers didn't seem to know him anymore, and the village chief also warmly invited Fang Ping to come into Taoyuan Village as a guest.

"Oblivion...... Repeat...... Spooky ......"

Fang Ping gradually walked away, trying in all directions, but the result was the same, and he returned to Taoyuan Village as soon as it was dawn.

"After the child, you can't go out! That Liu clan came to me after the time, and the moment after leaving, it became a strange thing, and it seems that if you want to get out of this Taoyuan Village, you still have to start from the root. Fang Ping returned to Taoyuan Village, laughed and laughed with the villagers, and waited until night fell, when he was arranged to a familiar earthen house.

There was a knock on the door, and the Ryu clan came looking for him.

"Slave Liu, guest ......"

"Needless to say." Fang Ping dragged Liu directly into the house.

In the second half of the night, Fang Ping glanced at the Liu clan who had been knocked unconscious by himself, and walked out of the house with the innate Xuan Soldier in his hand.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and there was not a single moonlight of stars.

Fang Ping was like facing an abyss, and every step was taken carefully to the extreme.

Not long after coming to the open space in the depths of the village, the innate Xuan Soldier in Fang Ping's hand rang out violently.

There is a clay pot on the stone platform in front of you.

The clay pot is fired like black clay, and the surface is painted with strange patterns that resemble totems.

There is a stumble in the mouth of the can, and there is something east XZ in it.

Suddenly, Fang Ping jumped onto the roof, and he saw the sleeping villagers coming from all directions of the village, with dull expressions and empty eyes, gathered in the clearing, and bowed to the top of the pitch-black clay pot, still chanting words in their mouths.

Listening to the undulating and treacherous chanting of each other, Fang Ping's consciousness was groggy and wanted to join in.

As dawn approached, the villagers scattered.

Half an hour later, the villagers got up.

"Crockpot ......" Fang Ping found the village chief and asked what the crockpot was.

The village chief didn't remember that he and many villagers knocked on the clay pot last night, and replied: "The guest said that the clay jar, it is an old object in Taoyuan Village, and the guest wants to see it?" ”

The village chief got up, went back to the house and rummaged for a long time, and when he came out, he scolded and said, "It's gone, maybe it's a child who took it to play." ”

At night, the villagers sat in front of the ravine and laughed, and during the day, the village chief, who said that he could not find the mud jar, took out the mud jar, put it on the stone platform, and sang the ancient sacrificial song hand in hand with the villagers.

Fang Ping was dazed and drunk to join in.

In the second half of the night, Fang Ping sat in the house distraught, he couldn't remember how he came to Taoyuan Village.

“…… Shanyang County ...... Yes, Shanyang County ......"

"Mother...... Fang Ying...... Also, I can't remember! ”

"Damn, how did I get to this Taoyuan Village?"

Fang Ping's eyes were split, and his eyes were scarlet.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a will calling him.

Seeing that Fang Ping was about to get up, he walked outside the house.

Blood splattered.

The Innate Xuan Soldier slashed through Fang Ping's arm.

Stimulated by the pain, Fang Ping regained his senses with a sweaty head.

"Thanks to you!" Fang Ping was glad and stroked the innate Xuan Bing in fear.

"The force that called me just now...... Did that crockpot come from? Or am I already tainted with weirdness? ”

Waiting until dawn, Fang Ping walked outside Taoyuan Village without stopping for a moment.

The strange thing is that this time is different from before, Fang Ping walked out of Taoyuan Village less than a hundred meters, and then returned to the village.

Dozens of attempts over and over again.

Not only that, Fang Ping realized that his thinking was becoming more and more blurred, and he couldn't remember some things, just like how he came to this Taoyuan Village.

It is conceivable that when Fang Ping forgets everything, then he will become like the villagers in the village, trapped in a cycle day after day.

"It's better to sit back and die, than to fight."

His eyes were sharp, Fang Ping no longer had any scruples, he sat and waited for it to get dark, the villagers gathered together, and when the village chief took out the clay pot, he bit the tip of his tongue tightly, waved the innate Xuan Bing, and slashed it with a sword.

This sword, fast and fierce, can cut the sky and the earth into two parts.

It fell on the tattered clay pot with strange patterns, and the clay pot fell apart immediately.

The villagers were shocked, not understanding why Fang Ping was doing this, and at the same time marveling at the power that Fang Ping had revealed, like an immortal.

Fang Ping was disappointed, the broken clay pot flew and rolled as soon as the wind blew, without releasing any weirdness or triggering any terror.

……

Noon on the day.

An old man came from outside Taoyuan Village.

The old dragon is bell-shaped, and there is a strong atmosphere of time on the body.

After pausing for a moment, the old man stared at the young man standing in front of the village entrance.

The young man has a majestic figure, an ordinary face, and a pair of eyes that are sometimes hollow, sometimes confused, sometimes reminiscing, sometimes struggling in pain.

The old man could see at a glance that the young man was in a state of confusion from which he could not extricate himself, and if it was a little later, he might be completely lost, "Wake up! ”

The loud shouts of the bell rang out.

The young man standing in front of the entrance of the village suddenly had a clear eye.

"I ......" Fang Ping sweated and panted, like a nightmare, he didn't know when he fell into a state of oblivion, forgetting who he was, forgetting how he came to Taoyuan Village, forgetting that he still had martial arts cultivation, but instinctively came to the entrance of the village, wanting to leave, wanting to recall who he was.

I don't know when this state was turned on or how long it lasted.

Looking at the old man standing outside the village, Fang Ping bowed deeply, if it weren't for the old man's drink, he wouldn't have woken up, "Junior Chu Qing, I've seen my senior." ”

"It's just a matter of effort." The old man's eyes were solemn, "Do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

"I don't know, I just don't know how I ended up like this, senior, it's better for you to leave quickly while you didn't fall in."

The old man shook his head, and instead of leaving, he walked into the village.

"Could it be that my predecessors are here specifically?" Fang Ping couldn't see what the old man's cultivation was, but he was by no means an ordinary person.

"In this world, there are countless sources of mysteries, this place is the source of mysteries, the old man observed before he came in, there is a power in this place, the creatures who want to come in forget themselves, and thus become a part of the source of this mystery."

The old man's words were astonishing.

"The Source of the Strange ......"

Fang Ping was cold all over his body, swallowing and foaming, "In this way, the predecessors have the ability to eradicate this place?" If so, the younger generation is willing to help. ”

The old man looked at Fang Ping with a smile, "You are very good, you are young, you have cultivated to this realm, although you have not opened up the secret treasure of the human body, but you have forged your body like the secret treasure of the human body, I can't imagine that in this remote and barren realm, you can meet such an interesting junior." Introduce yourself, old man Sun Yuan. ”

At a glance, you can see that you have turned your physical body into a human body secret, and this Gongsun Yuan's strength is only afraid that it has reached a situation beyond imagination.

"Senior Gongsun, I have been in Taoyuan Village for some days, and the villagers here repeat yesterday's events day after day, and they forget everything outside the village the next day......

Gongsun Yuan patiently listened to Fang Ping's description.

"All the sources of the gods and tricks have strange and unpredictable powers, just like the rules, you can support here until today, your luck is good, if you get to that kind of mysterious place where the main kills the gods, you are afraid that you will not be able to survive even a day, an hour."

Fang Ping nodded again and again, the appearance of the old man was an accident and a variable, whether he could escape and save the day, all hope was put on the old man, "It's still the same sentence before, if the seniors have anything to serve, the juniors are willing to help each other and go to the soup and fire, at any cost." ”

"......" Gongsun Yuan didn't speak, and walked to the depths of Taoyuan Village, the villagers along the way avoided it, and they didn't see Fang usually being so warm and polite.

"Let's see how the old man calms down this strange source."

Gongsun Yuanwu burst out with a powerful and peerless qi machine.

The power that spread from his body invaded all corners of Taoyuan Village like a tide, and all the villagers turned into powder and blood mist, and the huge Taoyuan Village also fell apart, and the mountains and rivers shattered like a topple.

Feeling the power emanating from the old man's body at hand, Fang Ping was shocked, this is not all the power of the old man, there is a more magnificent and terrifying power in the old man's body that has not been vented, but it is already unattainable for people, and it is impossible to climb high, it is 100% the power that can only be possessed by the existence above the Divine Hidden Realm.

Thundered

After the disintegrating Taoyuan Village ceased to exist, Fang Ping saw a pitch-black clay pot rise into the air, floating in the headspace, and the irrigation mouth "dripped" and turned towards the ground.

A purple light similar to an eye emerged from the black mouth, ruthlessly indifferent, and after passing through Fang Ping without emotion, it locked onto the old man.

Bang la blah

Wisps of strange and ominous gas diffused from the crockpot, shaping into a black shadow giant more than ten zhang high, appearing in the sky like a god and demon, and the deafening sound from his mouth pierced through Zhou Tianhuanyu, and Fang Ping's ears were shocked with blood.

Gongsun Yuan killed, and his every move had an amazing fluctuation of power, turning his hand into the clouds and his hand into the rain, and slamming into the crockpot.

The crockpot glowed, urging the shadow giant formed by the condensation of strange power, and blocked the power emitted by Gongsun Yuan.

Gongsun Yuan's robe agitated, his palm was grasped, and the vitality of heaven and earth condensed, mixing his own strength, turning into a black shadow giant with a huge palm that crushed more than ten zhang high.

The crockpot is unwilling and wants to resist.

"Seal!"

Gongsun Yuan issued an edict in his mouth, and his fingertips condensed infinite power in the void space into a formless talisman and pasted it on the crockpot.

Since then, everything has settled, and Gongsun Yuan has taken away the crockpot.

"I said that I came to calm the source of the mystery, but I took the crockpot away...... "Fang Ping didn't ask, it was a blessing to be able to escape, what Gongsun Yuan wanted the crockpot to do, it was better not to know, the more you knew, the more dangerous it became.

(End of chapter)