The white-faced killer was surprised to see that Xingchen didn't catch up, and immediately stopped and walked in the direction of Xingchen, he wanted to see if the name Hanako in the mouth of this black brother was really powerful.

At this time, Xingchen felt a familiar aura floating towards him from the top of the mountain, which reminded him of some scenes on the top of the mountain.

Xingchen stood up and involuntarily continued to walk upward.

He didn't pay attention to the white-faced killer who was close to him at all, he didn't even look at him, and treated him like air. The white-faced killer is so angry! He is a killer who kills people, since he became a killer, no one dares to ignore his existence, how can he be like he doesn't exist in the eyes of a little Hanako!

The white-faced killer blatantly followed the stars to the top of the mountain, and since he looked down on me so much, then I would kill someone on the top of the mountain again to prove my strength.

Just as Xingchen stepped on the top of the mountain and stood in front of the statue of Laojun, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and the thunder shook the statue of Laojun as if it trembled.

The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and in the lightning and thunder, Xingchen stood fearlessly and motionlessly in front of the statue of Laojun, staring at the statue of Laojun with his eyes, as if he wanted to see something from the statue of Laojun.

The white-faced killer's face is even paler, who is not afraid of thunder and lightning, he was hit, where is there still life, this little flower is called to die, it doesn't mean that he will also die, hiding to save his life is the main gate.

The distance between the statue of Laojun and Xingchen is very close, and Xingchen's short body has to look up to see the face of the statue of Laojun. A person and a statue looked at each other silently.

"Mom, isn't that big brother afraid of thunder and lightning?" asked a young boy who was sheltering from the thunderstorm in Laojuntang, a middle-aged woman beside him.

"How can anyone who is not afraid of thunder and lightning, unless it is a fairy!" said the middle-aged woman with a look of surprise in her eyes as she looked at the stars standing in the thunderstorm.

She was holding a little boy of five or six years old in one hand and a little girl of five or six years old in the other.

The family lived in a small mountain village at the foot of Longshan Mountain, and that year, on a night of thunder and lightning and torrential rain, she gave birth to the twins.

She and her husband should have been happy, but they resented heaven and earth because two thunderbolts re-entered the house and injured a pair of young children. The sight of thunder and lightning makes a woman's heart full of anger.

"Brother, you see that big brother is really not afraid of lightning. The little girl saw a bolt of lightning strike on Xingchen's body, and Xingchen didn't even move, as if she didn't feel it.

At this time, the little boy and the little girl glanced at each other, and a strange phenomenon appeared, and the two colored lights intersected into an invisible yin qi, hitting the stars in the thunderstorm.

As soon as the yin qi reached Xingchen's side, he was stopped by an invisible enchantment, Xingchen felt something strange, and looked at the invisible yin qi, and two five or six-year-old children appeared in his eyes.

The three pairs of eyes looked at each other for a moment, and a bolt of lightning pierced through the dark clouds and slashed between them, and the yin qi was struck by the lightning and disappeared into the air, and the memory that was just about to be recovered was cut off in an instant.

Xingchen was stunned in his mind, and was awakened by the thunder that followed, and hurriedly ran towards the Laojun Hall.

The hideous eyes of the two children that had just been revealed regained their childlike purity. Looking at the stars who came to his side, he leaned towards his mother's side a little timidly.

"Little brother, little sister, aren't you afraid of such a loud thunder?" Xingchen asked.

The two children looked at the stars with frightened expressions, and did not dare to say a word.

"Don't scare my child, are you a human or a ghost, why aren't you afraid of lightning strikes?" said the mother of two children, protecting her children.

Xingchen didn't look at the child's mother at all, and said coldly to the two children: "Very good, very good, you also came out, and it is two people, I am waiting for you to grow up!"

"Who are you? Neurotic? We don't know you, why are you scaring my child?" said the middle-aged woman, glaring at the stars like an old hen protecting her child.

A cold light radiated from Xingchen's eyes, and he stared at the middle-aged woman tightly, and said, "They are the demons of the underworld, you better hand them over to me!"

The woman's heart was cold, she pulled the child back a few steps, and said: "Where did you come from, dare to talk nonsense in this old monarch's hall, and you are not afraid of offending the gods." ”

Xingchen was about to speak, but Li Qiang, who was rushed over, stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be like him, my brother is a little nervous." ”

"Since you have a nervous disorder, why don't you take a good look at him and let him run around?" The anger in the middle-aged woman's eyes obviously disappeared a lot, and she no longer spoke harshly.

She knew that this young man might not be talking nonsense, because, just when the two children were full moon, an old Taoist priest came, saying that the two children were evil stars, and that they should be sent to the temple or Taoist temple.

Of course, parents are reluctant to send their children away, but raising them to such a big age is really a myriad of unpredictable supernatural things, so that their husbands and wives have to believe that the words of the Taoist priest are true, so they have to come to the Laojun Hall on the top of the mountain on the fifteenth day of every month to burn incense.

Nothing has happened in the past few years, but I didn't expect that on the sixth birthday of the brother and sister, I met Xingchen in front of this Laojun Hall who spoke the same language as the Taoist priest.

Outside suddenly the dark clouds dispersed, the thunder and lightning disappeared, the heavy rain stopped suddenly, and the middle-aged woman bowed three times to the statue of Laojun, and quickly got away with a pair of children.

Seeing the weather anomalies, the tourists on the top of the mountain talked more and more, and what they said became more and more bizarre.

"Do you know, many years ago, when the scenic spot was just built here, such a thing happened when the statue of Lao Jun was reshaped, and a fox spirit was brought out!"

"It's really fake, you're telling a story!"

"It's all true, this matter has been passed down with us for a long time, and it is said that that person is the reincarnation of Lao Jun who came down to save the suffering of the world. ”

When everyone looked at Xingchen again, their eyes were full of fear and doubt, because many people had heard what the young man had just said to the twin siblings.

Xingchen's expression had returned to normal, and he bowed to the statue of Lao Jun three times, and he already knew who he was in his heart, and said, "Let's go down the mountain! That Zhang Zixuan must be in danger." ”

Just like just now, you said that other people's children are evil, and if the child's father is here, he will definitely catch and beat you. Li Qiang said.

"I'm just telling the truth!" Xingchen said indifferently.

"You are amazing, you are a master, everything is up to you, let's go after the eldest lady of the Zhang family now!" Li Qiang said.