Chapter 167: The Scholar of Recovery

"True Immortals?"

Someone asked.

"Suspicious, wave my hand and I'll die." Li Yushu said.

"How about being there?" Someone else asked.

"Kill it all in the blink of an eye." Li Yushu said again.

"Tempting?" Someone else asked.

"He doesn't care." Li Yushu replied.

"There is no doubt about it."

There was silence in the private room.

"Its purpose is Xianmen?" Someone will ask if there is silence.

Li Yushu nodded.

The people in the private room looked at each other, and they had already confirmed one thing in their hearts.

"Kill." A middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe and wearing a dragon jade around his waist looked at Li Yushu expressionlessly and said.

"How are the immortals?"

He looked at Li Yushu with a grim smile, "Success or failure is instantaneous, and what is hidden after danger is opportunity." ”

"That's why I've invited you here."

"There's no way back, if we can't satisfy that immortal this time, this place will disappear."

In a word, dispelled most people's cowardly thoughts.

Li Yushu said that there is no way out, then there is really no way out.

"Location." Someone asked.

"Inside the immortal gate, besiege and kill." Li Yushu said indifferently.

No one said anything, hugged hands, and turned to leave.

The people in the private room left one by one, and in the end, only Li Yushu and the person wearing a cyan robe and wearing a dragon jade at the waist remained.

"Yushu, how sure are you?"

Li Yushu shook his head, "I'm not sure, but it's worth a try." ”

The middle-aged man in the long shirt nodded, "I understand." ”

"City Lord's Mansion, you leave me an heir."

"Of course." Li Yushu nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged man had no worries and turned to leave.

……

"The chess skills of the immortals are terrifying."

In the small courtyard of the Li Mansion, the two played against each other.

Yu Zhile left the last son expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side sighed and bowed to the wind.

"Lost again."

Yu Zhile didn't speak, waved his hand, and the chessboard recovered.

The middle-aged man was not polite, and picked up the sunspot and took the lead.

"Dare to ask immortals, is there a fairy world in the world?"

The middle-aged man looked up and asked.

That is, immortals, that should come from the fairy world.

"None."

Yu Zhile fell into Tianyuan and let a son.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, but he didn't believe it.

"There is no immortal realm, where do immortals come from?"

"From people." Yu Zhile said indifferently.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

"People can become immortals!" He looked at Yu Zhile in disbelief.

"It's not an immortal, it's a ghost, it's a god."

Yu Zhile looked at the middle-aged man with pity in his eyes.

The fish in the fish tank, the baby who sits in the well and watches the sky, is the ant.

Ignorance is fearlessness.

The middle-aged people couldn't understand what Yu Zhile said.

"What's the explanation?"

"There is the power of immortals, but they are not immortals, they are ghosts." Yu Zhile said lightly.

"What is a ghost?" The middle-aged man frowned, confused.

Yu Zhile: "Immortal, immortal." ”

"This is not an immortal?" The middle-aged man's pupils flickered.

"Huh." Yu Zhile sneered and did not answer.

The middle-aged man was silent, and his heart turned upside down.

Immortals are ghosts, ghosts are not immortals, and people become immortals when they become ghosts?

But immortal and immortal, not immortal?

The middle-aged man was at a loss.

Walking out of the courtyard building, he was confused, and his mouth murmured, "Ghosts are immortals, immortals are not ghosts." ”

"Ghosts are immortals, immortals are not ghosts......"

Yu Zhile didn't pay attention to this inexplicable head of the Li family.

Looking at the night of the sky, there was some disappointment in his eyes, "If it's just a siege, it's very boring." ”

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and after thinking about it, the figure disappeared in place.

Among the villages outside the city.

"Knock knock~!"

"Scholar, scholar, open the door!"

An aunt in her forties knocked anxiously on the door of a thatched house.

The sound is loud and travels far away.

"Here, what's the matter?"

The sound of rustling clothes sounded, and soon a young man with a pale face and blue lips opened the door.

"Aunt Wang? What's the matter? ”

Opening the door, the scholar looked at the woman outside the door in some surprise, full of doubts.

"I don't have time to explain, come with me, there is something important!"

"Talk as you go!"

As soon as the woman took the young man's hand, she tried to pull it out.

The woman's strength was very strong, and the scholar was in pain, so she hurriedly broke away, "Aunt Wang, wait for the little student to get dressed......"

But before she could finish speaking, the woman took the scholar's hand again.

"I can't wait, Zhang boy, I believe my aunt, things are in a hurry, and I don't have so much time."

So saying, the woman took the scholar and went out.

The scholar was also anxious, "Wait for Xiaosheng to say goodbye to the lady!" ”

Seeing that the book was alive and dead, and the woman had no good way, she looked around nervously and gritted her teeth, "Hurry up." ”

As he spoke, he let go of his hand.

The scholar didn't know what was going on, but seeing him in such a hurry, it was a big deal.

Aunt Wang treats them very well and will not harm him.

Without much hesitation, the scholar hurried back to the bedroom.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

On the bed, a woman with a sickly face and slightly sunken cheeks struggled to prop herself up.

The woman is sweet in appearance, and although her face is pale, she gives a morbid beauty.

"It's okay, Aunt Wang may have something, she is in a hurry, she will go back for her husband, the lady is resting, don't look for the wind cold."

The scholar gently pressed the woman back into the bed, and then covered the quilt.

The woman looked at the scholar with some concern, "Be careful." ”

"Hmm." The scholar nodded, got dressed, and walked briskly towards the door, and when he left, the scholar looked back at the woman, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"What the hell is going on?"

The scholar closed the door and looked at the woman.

"I can't tell for a while, you just come with me."

Seeing the scholar come out, the woman did not hesitate, and hurriedly pulled the scholar and walked out.

The scholar wants to say that men and women are not close to each other, and they are already family members, so they should not be like this.

But thinking of the urgency of the situation, he could not say anything, so he had to let the woman do it.

The two walked briskly down the country road.

"Are we going into town?"

Seeing that Aunt Wang was walking in the direction of leaving the village, the scholar couldn't help but wonder.

"Well, hurry up, or it'll be too late." The woman was still anxious, but she did not look back, and if she did, the scholar would find that the woman's eyes were full of guilt and confusion.

Under the moonlight, there is no need for lanterns and torches.

The road is clear and the road is broad.

After walking for a while, some distance from the village, the woman stopped, looked at the surrounding woods, and turned back to the scholar and said.

"You are waiting here, someone will look for you later, you seize the opportunity, maybe your lady's illness will be saved."

"What do you mean, auntie? Who is looking for Xiaosheng? Seeing that his aunt was leaving, the scholar hurriedly blocked the way.

"That's all my aunt says." The woman didn't say anything more, but left the scholar and walked briskly toward the city.

The scholar frowned, full of doubts.

In the suburbs of this mountain, the aunt brought herself here and let herself wait for others.

But who will look for him?

He was just a depressed poor scholar.

The scholar was a little worried, not because he was worried about himself, but because of the lady at home.

The lady is in poor health, and someone needs to be guarded, and if he goes back late, the lady will be uneasy.

But thinking of what his aunt said just now, the scholar forcibly endured his worries again.

The lady's illness is really unbearable.

"For the sake of the lady, I have to wait." The scholar made up his mind and waited here.

Under the moonlight, the trees were swaying, and Yu Zhile stood under the trees and looked at the poor scholar.

"Let me help him?"

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly to look at He Yin'er next to him, "Why?" ”

The wedding dress floated slightly, and he didn't know what he said, Yu Zhile's eyes moved slightly.

"Actually, this kind of thing doesn't happen to you."

"You haven't woken up yet, I don't blame you for doing this, when you wake up, remember to make it clear to me."

Yu Zhile sighed, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

There was no way, Yu Zhile walked out of the woods.

"Scholar, let's go back quickly, it's late, your wife may be ......"

Yu Zhile didn't say anything.

When the scholar saw someone coming out, he thought it was the person he was waiting for, but when he heard this, the scholar's face changed greatly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed all the way towards the village.

Yu Zhile walked behind him and followed from a distance.

"Zhile ...... This...... Such...... Not good......"

An intermittent voice rang out.

Yu Zhile was indifferent, the current He Yin'er is ridiculously good, and she is only a little short of Our Lady.

But he didn't care, because she couldn't influence him.

The scholar hurried to finally get home.

The moment he saw the open door, the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

"Haha, tender, really tender, I said it a long time ago, the scholar's mother-in-law is very good, you don't believe it, now believe it!"

"It's still the eldest brother who has vision, this little girl is much more tender than the one in Yichun Courtyard, but unfortunately, her body is weaker."

In the small room, the promiscuous voices of several people sounded.

The scholar's body trembled, and he was a little afraid to go in at the moment.

"Okay, no, the scholar may be coming back, it's not good to be bumped into."

"Right away."

Hearing this, the scholar couldn't help it anymore and rushed in directly.

When he entered the familiar home, the whole person froze in place.

His eyes were bloodshot for a moment.

"Yo, I'm back."

In the room, someone saw the scholar standing at the door and was immediately happy.

And it just so happened that the last person was finished, and he lifted his pants.

"Zhang Shusheng, your lady is very moist."

When several people heard this, they looked at each other and laughed.

Then a few people walked out of the house and walked straight past the scholar.

The scholar trembled and looked at the woman on the bed.

The woman's face was full of despair, and the sparkle in her eyes had already faded.

Poof~!

A sharp knife pierced the scholar's chest.

"I'm afraid of trouble, so please die for a while."

The scholar spat out a mouthful of blood, shook his body and fell to the ground.

A few of the villains laughed and left.

The scholar looked at the woman in the room in despair, and his body crawled slowly towards the room.

He wanted to touch the lady.

A path of blood was dragged out, but he still didn't enter the room.

At this moment, his heart was full of resentment.

Why is this happening!

Why is this happening!

Why!

The sparkle in the scholar's eyes quickly disappeared.

In the end, it was completely gone.

At the door, Yu Zhile leaned against the courtyard gate and watched this scene.

Next to him was a bride in a wedding dress.

At this moment, the bride stood there quietly and watched this tragedy.

The wedding dress is shaking.

Yu Zhile didn't care about this, he looked at the scholar's corpse, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A chill rose from the scholar's body.

The scholar's skin quickly appeared blue-black corpse spots.

The desperation on his face turned dead.

"The ghost has been revived?"

Yu Zhile was a little surprised, "There is actually a ghost on this guy who has lost the law of killing." ”

Click~!

The scholar stood up in a strange way.

It looked dead and silent, its skin was covered with corpse spots, and its aura was extremely cold.

The scholar stared at the woman in the room for a long time, and finally turned to look at Yu Zhile.

"Huh?"

Yu Zhile frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and moved out of the way.

His figure loomed.

The scholar paused slightly, as if he was puzzled by the loss of his goal.

But soon, the book came alive and it headed out the door.

"I restored the law of killing, and I completely became a ghost."

Yu Zhile touched his chin, "Another guess has been confirmed, after the ghost without the law of killing is controlled, the resentment or obsession of the living before death may produce a new law of killing." ”

"It's kind of a sight to behold."

Yu Zhile followed behind the scholar, and he wanted to see what the scholar would do.

The level of horror of this ghost is not low.

What the law of killing is, he doesn't know.

The scholar walked on the village road, and a strange scene happened.

Every time the scholar walked, someone in the village died quietly.

By the time I walked out of the village, the village had become a dead village.

"The law of killing is so evil?"

Looking at the black mist that permeated the scholar's body, this ghost was about to produce a ghost.

"I have to say, that little lady is really tender." In the village road, several men are still reminiscing about the scene just now.

"That scholar can't do it, the field is not ploughed much, it is very compact, and the Yichun Courtyard is completely heaven and earth compared to this."

A few people talked and laughed, and they didn't care about the viciousness just now.

"It's a pity, it's too crispy, otherwise you could have played for a few more days." One said with some pity.

"Indeed."

Someone chimed in.

Dada-da~!

The sound of blood dripping sounded, and several people were slightly stunned and looked around.

"Did you hear anything?" Someone asked with a frown.

"I heard it, it was like the sound of water droplets."

Several people stopped, left and right, looking for the source of the sound.

Soon, a person's pupils shrank, "How is it possible!" ”

With an exclamation, several people were shocked and hurriedly looked in one direction.

A man with blood burning in his chest and a black mist appeared from a distance.

"That scholar! He's alive! ”

Several people recognized at a glance that it was the scholar who had been stabbed in the chest just now.

"Are you sure you pierced?" Someone asked.

"Of course I'm sure."

Several people were silent, and they all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Shall it?"

", if he is an immortal, how can he be so shabby?"

Before they could finish speaking, they were interrupted, and several people were a little panicked, but they still managed to calm down.

"It doesn't matter what his situation is, it's a big deal to kill him once, I'm not afraid of being alive, but I'm still afraid of dying?"

"It doesn't make sense."

The man who killed the scholar drew his knife and walked towards the scholar who was walking towards them with a hideous face.

Several people observed the situation, and they never believed that the dead would be resurrected.

All they know is that they didn't kill it completely.

Several people looked at each other as if they walked towards the scholar together.

Yu Zhile looked at these people and observed the scholar's killing rules.

This ghost would be extremely terrifying when left outside.

Yu Zhi looked at it optimistically.

(End of chapter)