This message is a bombshell used to destroy power.

Brother Yaozi, who had always been calm, suddenly stood up. Old Bai, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, suddenly sneezed, and then pulled the wound, grinning in pain.

Even Feng Yao couldn't continue to remain calm, and his eyebrows stood up: "But that bastard who lied to me?"

The bastard she said was the last Heavenly Official.

It has been almost wiped out since the burial of the demon tomb for thousands of years. Although they don’t know the specific agreement between them, it is true that Feng Yao was almost lost. This hatred has become enormous.

"I haven't seen him..."

I shook my head: "I only heard some sounds, but I think it's not that person, after all..."

I didn't finish the following words, but Ban Yao already understood it. He thought for a moment and nodded with a smile: "It's this reason. The bastard was in a difficult situation at the time and was in charge of the tomb of the burial demons. There were so many old demons and ghosts buried by him, and even living people. It was good that he had not been eaten raw with flesh and blood. It was thought that the soul was broken. If he could survive, it would be really unreasonable..."

This can be said to be a bit mean, and it is the same as digging out the dead man's whip the corpse and venting anger, but I did not refute it. Perhaps I also agreed from the bottom of my heart that that man is indeed a bastard, at least for ours, a perfect bastard.

Other people's ancestors are thinking about how to protect their descendants. There are not many ancestors like ours who specialize in tying their descendants, and they are even rising to a glorious tradition. But whoever cheats the most is undoubtedly the last heavenly official. The tragic experience of the ritual official in the family may be the backlog of evil consequences of many ancestors, but the last heavenly official is definitely the one who ignited the explosive barrel. He also contributed the most. If you dare to bury a living person, you are great. Will we descendants still survive?

"A ritual official, no, it is very likely that a heavenly official is hiding by your side. This is not a trivial matter..."

Brother Yaozi was silent for a moment and asked, "How confident are you?"

I thought about it and stretched out a hand.

50%!!

This is the conclusion drawn after exploring it back and forth, crushing it and breaking it and thinking it carefully.

From beginning to end, the mysterious man never gave me any positive responses.

But just because he can use the Tianguan Blade, it is enough to make me think a lot.

Moreover, the use of it is so skillful. The Tianguan Blade has been in my hands for a long time. I have not discovered this characteristic. If it is said that it has nothing to do with us, who believes it? People's hearts are cold, especially for a thousand-year-old ghost. After a long time, everything in this world is bland and boring. You cannot expect them to have the enthusiasm of a philanthropist and will save a person who has nothing to do with for no reason.

Brother Yaozi learned that the person I was talking about was the one who appeared at the Burial Demon Tomb at that time, and then shook his head for a long time and said hesitantly: "The possibility of being the last heavenly official is indeed not high. There is no reason for the soul of the last heavenly official to escape by chance. Moreover, it is too difficult to live under the nose of Feng Yao for thousands of years. It is too difficult and unrealistic! But he is there again... He is there...will he be that person?!"

"Who?"

Zhang Xinya blurted out and then covered her mouth: "You shouldn't say... it's the one who is alive?"

Brother Yaozi nodded heavily: "Whether it is Suo or Wushuang's father, they have said that there may be a living Heavenly Official in the world!!"

"But this is a thousand-year-old ghost..."

Zhang Xinya covered her forehead: "Can ghosts be considered alive?"

“In a sense, count!”

When Zhao Yaoning died, he would not admit that the last Heavenly Official was still alive, otherwise his mentality would collapse and he would go crazy immediately. He immediately said: "As long as the memory is not shattered and he has not gone to reincarnation and started again, then you can't say that this person has completely disappeared. For example, the boundary between life and death has long been blurred to me, but I just feel that I have changed my lifestyle."

This makes sense too!

After a long discussion, there was no trace of it. Unless the mysterious person was willing to stand up and say it in person, no matter what we make, it would be false and there was no tangible evidence to prove it.

The mysterious person...is still a mystery to me!

The black fog finally completely dissipated.

Wushuang carefully reached out her hand and tried it. After confirming that it was not at all, she hurried to me.

Xiaozhi looked at the scars on my body, and his big eyes were covered with a layer of mist. He even trembled with his little hand to touch it, but he was suppressed by me. The wound was in a bad condition and obviously poisoned. It was not a good thing to touch it rashly. He gently rubbed her head and comforted Wen Yan for a few words. The little girl's expression did not seem to be so entangled.

Brother Yaozi sighed and stared at the wound for a while, but he was not afraid at all. Before I could stop him, I just started to pinch it, and then frowned and asked me: "Does it hurt?"

I had been talking just now, and I ignored my condition. At this time, Brother Harrier touched the wound and found that there was no pain at all, just a little numb and a little swelling.

Brother Yaozi picked up the skull on the ground with his toes: "This is indeed something on the corpse of that thing..."

"What's the point?"

Wushuang raised his head and said, "It would be fine if it was just a wound. Brother Jingzhe was obviously poisoned, but we can't recognize the poison, so we are afraid..."

He didn't dare to continue to say the following words.

Everyone finally made a life, and it was a time of gratitude. Even I was so happy that I ignored this myself. After being a little bit unsatisfied, I suddenly became uneasy again. If I could not diagnose and treat this, I would still have no other way except death.

Seeing everyone's faces turn from sunny to dark, Brother Yaozi smiled and said, "This is called 魔生, which can be cured, but Jingzhe has suffered some injuries."

In the Han Dynasty, Nuo dance was launched, and many people used humans to play gods to drive away evil spirits and exorcise epidemics. The masks that Danuo wore when he fought ghosts and drove away ghosts were called yu.

It is easier to understand from this point of view of the poison.

In a sense, the human body and ghost face can also be understood as human corpse ghosts. It is roughly after the person dies, for various reasons, the soul penetrates into his own corpse again. Although the skull is only part of the corpse, it is also his own corpse. This is actually the case of the three-eyed old ghost.

Poison is accidentally formed in the state of human corpses and ghosts.

When a corpse is corrupt, corpse poison will be produced. Although the skull is small, there will still be some corpse poison on it. The soul lives in it, so it is inevitable that it will be eroded. Therefore, the corpse poison and the evil spirit of the ghost are combined to form this corpse poison, which is accompanied by the yin energy.

I was caught by the three-eyed old ghost, and my wound was covered with yin energy, and the poison of the squid came with it.

"After touching this poison, it hurts extremely severely at first, but gradually becomes numb. In fact, this is the cold and cold air that freezes the body. If you don't believe it, you pinch Jingzhe's wounds, it's cold and hard, just like a dead person."

Brother Jingzhe said, "This poison is deadly. What you fear most is delay. Over time, the poisonous gas and the yin and cold gas will flow into the abdomen to extinguish the yang energy of people. At that time, the Daluo gods will be difficult to save. This process will take about eight or nine days, so you don't have to worry. If you talk about the treatment method, it is actually very simple. Just eat more soybeans."

"Does this meant to be a soldier by sprinkling beans?"

When Lao Bai heard that I was fine, he immediately became happy and said suspiciously: "It is said that this soybean is a treasure, which can withstand a spiritual energy from the caster. The ghost soldiers in the underworld like this one the most. They can be invited to eat soybeans. Is it because he is also a Taoist priest in the mysterious realm and has spiritual energy on his body. When the beans enter their stomachs, they will naturally absorb these spiritual energy and then drive away the evil spirits?"

Brother Yaozi looked weird. After holding it in a while, he said in a vague way: "Well... you can understand it like this, probably... it may be the same in the truth..."

When I saw him looking like he wanted to speak but stopped, I felt a little strange. Seeing that he refused to say more, I stopped asking.

The river breeze blows across the empty shore, and the wind chimes around your waist are "flapping" sounding.

I was about to leave here, but when I heard the voice of the wind chime, my expression suddenly remembered something. I was excited and grabbed Feng Yao's hand and said anxiously: "Yin Nu!! Yes, Yin Nu!! I talked to him before, but I didn't respond. Could you contact him?"

Ban Yao twitched his hand awkwardly, and then I realized, smiled embarrassedly, and quickly let go.

When Zhao Yao was about to speak, a sinister big-headed man appeared beside me like an old slave. The pale big cake face did not fluctuate at all: "Have you been kicked by a donkey? The wind chime was blocked by the tiger Biao Lishi. I can't get out and the master can't get in. Why do you think you can contact me?"

The words were still as stiff and cold as ever. This was normal. I didn't like it. I couldn't get over the odds of the past. But for some reason, I always felt that this guy was particularly rude to me today. I looked at Feng Yao and then looked at me, as if I had taken a gun.

I had something to ask for it, so I could only grit my teeth and endure it, forced a smile, and asked, "I just wanted to ask if there was any movement in the wind chime not long ago?"

"What can happen?"

Yin Nu sneered, "What kind of movement do you want..."

Before he could finish speaking, a slender foot wearing embroidered shoes came across the sky and kicked the grandson into a rolling gourd.

Yin Nu was furious and jumped up, then... quietly stood to one side with his hands hanging down, looking like an old slave.

The only one who can do this, and even if you do this, you can even make the Yin slave dare not let go of the fart.

Ban Yao Buxian glanced at Yin Nu indifferently: "Don't forget who you are."

This is the knock.

Yin Nu's head shrank and he immediately became honest.

"That mountain..."

I thought about it and asked, "Is there any movement?"

Feng Yao frowned: "You are suspicious..."

I nodded.

Feng Yao's eyes immediately became sharp, and his eyes swept towards Yin Nu like lightning.

After all, her background and experience are beyond the reach of modern people. They will naturally cultivate a unique temperament that modern society will not have. As soon as the aura of decisiveness comes out, even I feel like a thorn on my back, let alone Yin Nu in the center of the storm, she is full of excitement and immediately understands that this matter is very important. She dares not choke me anymore. After thinking seriously for a moment, she said: "No, I am sure, there is absolutely no movement. Master, you are out, so I am naturally one hundred cautions and dare not slack off. As long as there is a slight movement, I will not not notice it."

It seems that I guessed wrong...

I sighed, but I felt a sense of relief in my heart. If the mysterious person is really in the wind chime, it would make people think a lot...

However, since he is not in the wind chime, where is he hiding?

The wind chime is still the same wind chime, still mysterious...

The mysterious man is still the mysterious man, full of fog...

The only thing that changed is that I had countless secrets in myself unknowingly, and I couldn’t even see clearly, which made me very uneasy...

While meditating, a loud roar suddenly rang behind me, and then a huge wave rushed in the river, slapped at us with a slamming face...

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