I didn't bother to ask, so I returned the brass box to him, sat on the bed and said, "Brother Huang, you help me look at the head." ”

Huang Jiu jumped on my shoulder, stretched his body, and pulled it off, pulling off a large black scab.

"The wound has healed, and the newly grown scalp is still a little red."

Judging from the scarring, the wound had to be the size of the palm of the palm, and basically the entire scalp was damaged, and I asked worriedly, "How is the hair?" ”

"Bald!" Huang Jiu pulled it, jumped on the bed and said, "The boy is bald, talented, lucky!" ”

"Roll the calves!"

I squirted and asked him to find a razor and help me shave the rest of my hair.

When I was shaving my head, Huang Jiu used his claws to dot on my head.

Feeling some tingling, I asked, "Brother Huang, what are you doing?" ”

"It's nothing, there are a few pimples, I'll poke and squeeze you!"

Pimple?

I am a cultivator, I have the Dao Qi to explore the secluded realm, and the recovery ability of the bloodline is extremely strong, Xiao Cui said that my whole body is tender and watery, how can I have acne?

However, Maoshan is full of men, and it is more difficult to find a mirror than to ascend to the sky, so I didn't think much about it.

I shaved my head, cleaned up, and it was time for dinner.

Mao Xiaoyun and Mao Xiaofeng were not there, Mao Xiu and the others were in retreat, and the rest were not familiar with me, plus because of their seniority, no one dared to sit with us during the whole process.

But when they look at me, they always feel weird, and they whisper in private.

I touched my bald head and muttered, "Isn't it so strange that I don't have hair for a while?" ”

Huang Jiu hurriedly took out a bag of chicken legs from his fart pocket, opened it and put it in my bowl and said, "Don't think about it, your performance in the corpse field is outstanding, and it's not surprising that there are a few more fans." Let it be. ”

When he said that, I didn't think much about it.

After all, I have big things to do.

On the way out of the canteen, Mao Xiaofeng came over and invited me to see the corpse he had brought back.

He's so persistent, I'm afraid there's something really wrong with those corpses.

The matter of the twelve old zombies is settled, and I have no excuse to shirk it.

What's more, I've already seen it in advance, so it doesn't matter if I watch it again, not to mention that if I don't cooperate, his tail won't be exposed.

"Brother Lao leads the way!" I bowed.

On the way, Mao Xiaofeng was talking about the ruins of the Xu family, saying that there were tens of thousands of corpses, all of which had strayed into the spatial crack before, and this time Xiaocui and the ancestor of the Xu family caused spatial fluctuations, and they fell out of it.

I just listened the whole time.

But when he reiterated that it was impossible for Xiao Cui to get out of the crack alive, Huang Jiu asked with a bit of hostility: "Xiao Fengfeng, what basis do you have, you have to say that my mountain master of 100,000 mountains must die in the crack?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng said: "Since ancient times, no one has been able to get out of the crack in time and space. ”

I retorted: "No one can get out, so how did the tens of thousands of corpses you mentioned come out?" Although they died, they also fell out of it. ”

Mao Xiaofeng paused for a moment and said with a smile: "When it comes to this issue, Elder Li and Elder Huang are a little excessive, let's look at the corpse first!" ”

Huang Jiu wanted to reply, but I stopped him.

I am overly aggressive, but I am still reasonable, and I know it in my heart.

When they arrived at the morgue, the ball of yarn hurriedly saluted.

I was worried that our arrival would make him timid, but he opened the door of the morgue room to me generously.

With his performance, I have to wonder if Huang Jiu used witchcraft.

Stepping into the corpse chamber, the image that had stopped for less than a day reappeared in my mind again.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to get rid of the images.

Mao Xiaofeng noticed it and asked with concern, "Elder Li, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine!" I replied, trying to lift the corpse cloth.

Mao Xiaofeng stopped me and said, "Don't be so troublesome!" As soon as he spoke, he waved his hand, and the white cloth covering the nineteen corpses floated up at the same time.

In my mind, nineteen faces suddenly appeared, and it felt as clear as a long-lost relative.

They were expressionless in my mind, and kept repeating one sentence: Xiao Cui is dead.

The sound gathered the spiritual aura, which shocked my soul into a trance, and the picture of Xiaocui lying in the void reappeared.

"Wow!" Like a child, I suddenly wailed and cried, and I fell to the ground with so much grief that I couldn't stop crying.

Huang Jiu climbed with a roll, howling like a mourner: "Lord Mountain...... You died a terrible death. ”

The cry quickly alarmed the surrounding guards, and more than a dozen Maoshan disciples rushed over as soon as possible.

But they were all stopped at the door by Mao Xiaofeng, and he said to everyone: "Elder Li and Elder Huang just learned the news of the death of the mountain master, and they were too sad. ”

The disciple at the door said puzzledly: "Uncle, hasn't the mountain master of the 100,000 mountains returned?" ”

"That's right, Uncle Shi, I heard that the Lord of the White Mountain was able to come back because of the changes in the corpse valley in the 100,000 mountains."

I could hear the conversation at the door clearly.

Mao Xiaofeng didn't stop it, and when everyone finished speaking, he said: "You don't know, the world inside the spatial crack, Taoists also call it chaotic space, it is easy to enter the chaotic space, but if you want to get out of the chaotic space, it is even more difficult." ”

"The White Mountain Lord who appears in the 100,000 Mountains now is just a coherent body copied from the corpse valley god coffin, if she remains in the world, it will definitely bring calamity."

What Mao Xiaofeng said was beyond their cognition, and all the disciples were stunned.

I heard the ball of yarn ask, "Uncle Shi, we don't know what kind of divine coffin is chaotic, but since it is a thing in the 100,000 mountains, how can it replicate a scourge?" ”

Mao Xiaofeng raised his voice and said: "The origin of the coffin is very mysterious, and I don't know the mystery, but I have traveled all over the country and heard a saying that if the coffin copies the same body, then the coffin must be opened and a mysterious power inside can be released, so that the same body can completely replace the original body." ”

Open the coffin?

Is he guiding me?

I paused and continued to sob.

They wanted to ask again, but Mao Xiaofeng said in a timely manner: "These things are too profound, involving eternal life, and you don't understand what I said." ”

Huang Jiu gave me one: he gave me a nonsense look.

I was shocked.

At that moment just now, the aura emanating from the nineteen corpses surged. I almost got hit, but if it weren't for the moment when I lost my soul, I triggered what my grandfather left in my spiritual aperture, and I stabilized it at once.

And I took advantage of the situation to act in a play.

But Huang Jiu, I thought he had been manipulated by fantasy and lost himself.

I never thought that it could even resist that unique force.

It seems that this guy has no less secrets than me.