Keeper of the Tomb of the Gods

"Little San! Can you understand me?"

"Do you remember who I am?"

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In the Mucun ancestral hall, the old village head dragged his tired body, came to Tang San and asked him several questions.

But Tang San just shook his head and nodded, not knowing how to answer him.

"Old age! This kid's sanity seems to have recovered a bit!"

"But it may be because I was delirious before, so I may still be a little confused now."

Old Hu on the side insisted on Tang San, and then comforted the old village chief.

"Good! Good!"

"It's fine if you can recover your sanity! It's good if you can recover!"

Tang San looked at the excited old village chief, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

He really wanted to tell the old village chief that he was already normal, but he was afraid that he would be suspected if he did so.

Some things can't be rushed and can only be done step by step.

The identity of a fool allows him to do anything without any scruples, after all, no one will care about a fool.

"Little San! Did you feel anything after entering the blood pool? Or saw anything?"

"The village chief! What can he see!"

"He must have difficulty fitting in with the companion spirit just like us!"

"Exactly! I guess he fell asleep in the blood pool!"

"Hahaha"

As soon as the voice of the old village chief asked, the surrounding youths from the village laughed sourly.

Tang San ignored those teenagers, instead he narrated his dream-like place.

But he didn't say anything about the black mist behind, subconsciously omitting it.

"You! You said you saw the spirit world?"

"I also saw countless birds and beasts swarming towards you?"

"No, it's impossible! How could someone be so popular with companion spirits?"

"Could it be that he was born with a spirit?"

The faces of the old village head, Lao Hu, and Mu Jiaotou were dull, and the three of them were full of disbelief when they said something to each other.

They never told Tang San and others about the experience of contracting companion spirits, so it should be impossible for Tang San to make up random things.

But this is too sensational and unbelievable!

You must know that the companion spirits they contract have all entered the spirit world, and through the attraction of soul power to match their own companion spirits, they contract with them.

Who has ever seen an overwhelming number of accompanying spirits drill into your body?
Tang San was also a little dumbfounded at the moment, from the few words of the old village chief and others, he heard that those virtual souls flocking to him were originally companion spirits.

In other words, he has not been able to open his spirit, because he has not contracted those illusory companion spirits.

"Damn it! Feelings are trying to make a contract with me when they bump into me?"

"Then I'll run with a hammer."

Tang San, who was full of annoyance, was about to cry at this moment, for a long time he actually missed the companion spirit he needed to open his spirit.

"It's not too late! Wait until you find a large amount of blood essence to enlighten Xiao San!"

"He has such a good talent, and he must not be buried."

The old village chief who reacted first said with an excited expression.

Suddenly his eye sockets became moist, and his excited body trembled slightly.

He has been suppressing the grief in his heart all these years, and the tragedy six years ago has always made him brood.

"Village chief! Mu Zhuang is also enlightened and needs you to teach him!"

"Go out to hunt wild beasts to obtain blood essence, let me do it!"

At this time, the Mu teacher stepped forward and asked Ying Ying to speak.

Old Hu on the side didn't speak, and chose to remain silent.

If it's for a fool, the risk is naturally not worth it, and he will try his best to stop it.

But Tang San seems to be very talented, and has the potential to be able to open the spirit.

So not only will Lao Hu not stop, but he will do his best to help.

"The outside world is too dangerous. It's not safe for you to go out with your physical body without your spirit."

"This time I will hunt the beast!"

"Patriarch!"

"Stop talking! That's it!"

"Mu Zhuang is a good seedling, you should teach him well first."

The old village head seemed extremely determined this time, and rejected Coach Mu's proposal to go out for adventure.

Old Hu wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he swallowed the words back.

In this way, Tang San followed the old village head home.

Early the next morning, the old village chief made breakfast and left quietly.

And Tang San who walked out of the house was already ready to go, but when he stepped out of the courtyard, he met Lao Hu.

"I said you little bastard! Put me down!"

"You don't want to die! How dare you go deep into the barren mountain alone!"

The old Hu who exclaimed again and again became completely quiet after being stuffed with a stinky sock by Tang San.

At this moment Tang San was running wildly in the deep mountains with the tied-up old Hu on his back.

Originally, he planned to knock Lao Hu unconscious directly to save trouble, but he thought that he didn't know the way, and he was afraid that it would be troublesome if he got lost and couldn't make it back to the village.

Moreover, Lao Hu is an old village doctor, so he is still useful.

In case of encountering any poison when going out, he can still be asked to save lives.

That's why Tang San secretly left the village behind his back, but luckily no one found him.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a wild boar with piercing red eyes jumped out of the mountain forest.

The wild boar raised its nose, its small eyes stared at Tang San holding the long sword with a bit of ferocity.

"No! Woohoo!"

Old Hu behind Tang San caught a glimpse of the wild boar out of the corner of his eye and struggled violently in fright.

"do not move!"

A calm voice sounded, Tang San slowly assumed a fighting posture.

At this time, the wild boar howled suddenly, and rushed towards Tang San quickly.

It obviously wanted the upside-down pig hair as a weapon, but when it rushed towards, Tang San suddenly dodged to one side.

He narrowly avoided the wild boar's impact, and the long sword in his hand quickly slashed across a moon-watching arc.

A dull sound came, and the head of the wild boar was chopped off from the bottom up.

The headless wild boar bounced a few times before gradually losing its breath.

Tang San put away the Wind Chopping Sword, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Don't look at his sharp sword, killing a wild boar is like chopping melons and vegetables.

But this almost depends on the sharpness of the Zhanfeng Sword, his reaction speed and coping ability, and the coordination of the physical body also requires perfect cooperation.

At this moment, Lao Hu, who was being carried by Tang San, was very shocked, staring blankly at the dead wild boar corpse.

Before he could react, the rope on his body was cut.

It is definitely not acceptable to tie the old Hu all the time, and it will also affect the ability to move, so Tang San put the old Hu down and walked towards the wild boar.

Looking at the wild boar's body, Tang San felt a little troubled for a while.

Abandoning wild boar carcass is a waste of money, and there is no time to barbecue after eating it.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Lao Hu limped over.

"I have a storage bag here to store the wild boar."

Lao Hu just took out a storage bag, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the storage bag go up Tang San's hands.

Before he could speak, Tang San put the wild boar's body into the storage bag.

The storage bag was stuffed into Tang San's bosom, which made Lao Hu, who had lived for dozens of years, a little stunned.

"Ow!"

At this time, a wolf howled in the distance.

Tang San immediately ran away with oil on the soles of his feet, leaving behind the frightened old Hu who had a numb scalp and hurriedly chased after him.