After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Within Jiaocheng.

A hoarse crow sounded suddenly when the unknown old man carried Lin Mao into the dilapidated and low wing of the hotel.

The old man suddenly raised his head, and looked up at the pitch-black night above his head that was so thick that it seemed that it could not be melted away. Although there was no expression on his wrinkled face, the muscles around his eye sockets twitched uncontrollably.

Yao Xianxian followed behind him, trembling involuntarily, his face was a little pale, the vertical pupils in his eyes, which were different from ordinary people, had shrunk into a narrow thin line, obviously his body was always in a tense state.

Something is lurking in the dark... dark shadows...

Yao Xianxian believed that the nameless old man felt the same as him.

That feeling has been with them ever since they brought Lin Mao out of the Chizheng Mansion Valley, and the invisible pressure and suffocation became more and more intense.

Yao Xianxian's family is born with a strange nature. Although they are regarded as monsters and demons because of their different appearances, they really have some abilities that ordinary people cannot have-at least if someone or something really follows them, Yao Xianxian With his keenness, he should have discovered the other party long ago.However, Yao Xianxian has been observing his surroundings with breathless concentration along the way, but there is nothing...

Just that prying, feeling of being watched, that never stops.

And the hoarse crow just now made Yao Xianxian's already tense nerves tremble again.

"Damn, this is not right..."

Yao Xianxian grinned, only to see a bright red tip of his tongue flitting in and out, making a slight noise.

"Shh-"

The nameless old man stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture, his face was cold and solemn, and Yao Xianxian didn't need to say more.

Yao Xianxian was already angry in his heart, seeing the unknown old man ordering him around like this, he twitched his eyes, and secretly sneered, just as he was about to argue with the unknown old man, suddenly a gust of wind passed by his side—probably It was because the night was too dark, the wind was as cold as bone, and it seemed to be black.

A chill suddenly climbed up Yao Xianxian's back.

At the moment when the wind blew past, he seemed to feel that he was being watched coldly by something extremely huge - so huge and too majestic to describe.

That icy gaze sliced ​​through his body as sharply as a blade.

And the direction of sight——

Yao Xianxian suddenly raised his head, and his golden pupils directly met the sky.

It was the sky, in the sky, that huge thing was looking at them who were as small as mosquitoes and ants on the ground.

【how come? 】

Yao Xianxian trembled uncontrollably, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he almost screamed out of stress...

And in the next second, he felt a sudden force, pulling him into the dark room.

Accompanied by the sound of the door closing with a creak, Yao Xianxian almost bumped into the dusty earthen wall. He gave the unknown old man a vicious look, and found that he was forcibly dragged into the room by this shriveled old man just now.

"what are you doing?!"

Yao Xianxian only felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, and when he thought that his panicked appearance was completely seen by his old enemy just now, it was inevitable that he became a little angry from embarrassment, and couldn't help but speak harshly.

The nameless old man took a deep look at him and did not make a sound, but carefully placed Lin Mao in his arms on the low couch by the wall.

After the unconscious young man settled down, he turned around slowly, and methodically lit the oil lamp on the table with only a little bit of oil left.

A dim orange light ball danced feebly on the oil lamp, but the room was still as dim as before.

Yao Xianxian raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the nameless old man's current appearance, and felt that the expression on that person's face was very pervasive.

"I just thought that monk was just an ordinary running dog of Lingkong Temple..." After a long while, the unknown old man said slowly, with the dancing fire reflected in his eyes, his eyes were serious, "Now it seems that we need to investigate more about the monk. The origin is."

"You also think..."

"I do not know."

The unknown old man and Yao Xianxian looked at each other, and they both saw the unspeakable words in each other's eyes.

And it was rare for the old man to show a trace of worry.

Yao Xianxian and this person have known each other for many years, and they have been rivals for a long time. They have always felt that this person is deep and cruel, but this day is the first time he has seen him show such an uncertain expression.

For some reason, Yao Xianxian's heart suddenly relaxed, and he thought to himself: So he is just an ordinary person.

Thinking about it this way, the grievances and resentments accumulated in my heart for many years have inexplicably dissipated.

"Forget it...even if there is something wrong with that monk, at worst, just kill him again."

Yao Xianxian said.

After a pause, he said again: "It's not like he's harder to kill than our 'good master' back then..."

When Yao Xianxian mentioned someone, the shadow on the nameless old man suddenly intensified a bit.

But this person's wavering only appeared for a moment, and when Yao Xianxian turned to look at him again, he saw the face that had disgusted him for so many years.

He didn't talk much with Yao Xianxian, after confirming that Lin Mao's breathing was stable, he walked to the bed at the other end of the room.

In fact, the room was extremely dark at this time, and the light from the candle seemed to be wiped off by a black cloth, and it couldn't reach here at all, but the unknown old man could see things in the dark without hindrance.

At a glance, he saw the thin and thin man lying quietly on the dirty low bed.

A head of white hair was scattered behind the pillow like dry grass, and his face was like golden paper. If he didn't observe carefully, he could hardly notice the rise and fall of his chest, and his breath was even weaker than when Lin Mao left.

This person is Chang Xiaoqing.

The nameless old man's eyes paused on Chang Xiaoqing's dying but still handsome face, and a strange look appeared in the pupils hidden in the cobweb-like wrinkled eye sockets.

And it seemed that he also felt the gaze of the unknown old man. Chang Xiaoqing, who was already breathing like a corpse, gradually showed a subtle pain on his ashen face.

After a while, the nameless old man suddenly looked away from Chang Xiaoqing's face, he frowned, lifted the quilt and looked at the young man.He stared at Chang Xiaoqing's chest. On the honey-colored chest muscles, the red lotus mark that Lin Mao had seen before had disappeared when Jia Ruo died.

But even so, Chang Xiaoqing's body didn't improve at all, the part where the red lotus mark was located before had a strange luster, and it was as rough and hard as the inferior stone carving to the touch.

"Hey, this guy doesn't look too good..."

A voice with a slight sense of ridicule sounded, but Yao Xianxian came to the bedside at some point, looked at Chang Xiaoqing on the bed and said.

The unknown old man's eyes darkened, and he reached out to take out the jade box from his arms.

Opening the box, the empty flower inside was still as bright red as blood, delicate and charming, as if it had just been removed from the branch.The nameless old man opened Chang Xiaoqing's mouth neatly, then tore open the empty flower, and stuffed it directly into Chang Xiaoqing's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he did not know where to take out a jade bottle that was only the size of a thumb. When he opened the bottle, a fishy and sweet air rose.

As soon as Yao Xianxian smelled the smell, his complexion suddenly changed, he couldn't help staring at the unknown old man and shouted: "Wait, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, the nameless old man poured all the dozens of drops of viscous scarlet liquid in the bottle into Chang Xiaoqing's mouth.

When the petals of the empty flower in Chang Xiaoqing's mouth touched the liquid, they instantly turned into liquid.The unknown old man closed Chang Xiaoqing's lips with his fingers, and stroked the latter's throat with his other hand, and heard a "gudong", Chang Xiaoqing had already swallowed all the liquid in his mouth.

In just a short while, Chang Xiaoqing's state immediately improved a lot. The gray face that was as pale as paper before was stained with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fluctuation of breathing became much more obvious.

Only the place where Jia Ruo had pressed his palm on his chest left a group of red marks—the faint outline of a red lotus.

Yao Xianxian was at the side, watching Chang Xiaoqing escape from death like this, but his face was very ugly.

"You actually used this kind of thing, how dare you..." He murmured, probably too surprised, his crooked southern accent was more obvious than before, "How did you find the soul-returning water?" of?"

He didn't know what he thought of, his body trembled slightly, and there was a hint of sadness in his amber golden pupils.

"I remember, that person used the soul-returning water to change himself into that appearance, right? It caused us to lose so many people, and no one could really kill him--I didn't even kill him back then. You have to think that the old monster has really turned into an immortal body..."

The "old monster" that Yao Xianxian was talking about was naturally not someone else, but Xiaoyaozi, the owner of Wangyou Valley back then.

In fact, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Xiaoyaozi, the former owner of Wangyou Valley, used thousands of people to refine medicine and finally made the elixir of life, but it is not entirely fabricated.Because Xiaoyaozi really made a kind of miracle medicine back then, after taking it, he would not die even if his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, or his limbs and bones were chopped off.

This kind of medicine is called "returning soul water".

It's just that this medicine is not the real elixir of life, the so-called immortality - in fact, it just turns into some kind of monster.

It would be fine if the person who took the soul-returning water was not injured, but once injured, he would have to suck the blood of those close to him and eat the corpses of his relatives in order to heal the wound.

And the more you take this potion, the more you will become addicted. The internal organs of the person who takes the medicine will fester under the effect of the potion. Ten years later, even with the Da Luo Jinxian present, there is no possibility of treatment.

It can be said that this is a medicine that is harmful but not beneficial.

It's a pity that everyone only saw the horror of Xiaoyaozi's death after taking medicine, but they didn't know that he would kill himself ten years later.That's why so many people were lost, just to take Xiaoyaozi's life.

"Aren't you afraid that you, Xiaoqing, will also be poisoned by the soul-returning water, and die after ten years of gut piercing?"

Yao Xianxian suddenly asked again.

The nameless old man raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly: "With Konghua, I'm not afraid. Moreover, this is actually not the soul returning water..."