After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

This mass grave has been piled up for an unknown number of years. Yan Shixun glanced over and roughly saw a lot of leftover clothes fragments after decay. They were not modern attire, but had a deep sense of history.

The clothes of those people were different, and the only thing they had in common was that they were discarded here after death, and their corpses were exposed in the wilderness.

Is this the hell of old Fengdu?

Yan Shixun frowned. Although the stench was not enough to make him uncomfortable, the scene of countless corpses exposed and rotting still made him feel uncomfortable after watching it as a ghost exorcist.

He not only protects the living, but also saves the souls of the dead who still have something to save. When dealing with the three religions and nine streams, he also personally collected the bones of the dead, and buried the bones with the thanks of the dead souls.

But the mass graves are endless at a glance.

This is not a human world, and people whose corpses are exposed in the wilderness will become lonely ghosts.

Yan Shixun still remembered what Ye Li told him, in Fengdu, there are no living people, only dead souls.

What will be the outcome of these dead souls being thrown here?

Is it gone?

Yan Shixun's eyes dimmed.

Calculated according to the rules of the old Fengdu, the more sinful the person, the lower the hell will fall, which corresponds to the more terrifying punishment.

For the first layer of hell on earth, those dead souls were tortured by their unwillingness and resentment for 1000 years, and were driven to madness.

What will be the punishment in the lower hell?

Yan Shixun looked around, but the mass graves could not be seen at a glance, until the end of the gloomy and ominous sky, there were layers of corpses, and mountains of corpses rolled up and down.

Apart from him, there was no second standing person or ghost, as if there was nothing but a corpse here.

A terrifying and heavy sense of oppression hit the sky and covered the sky, and the dark clouds were extremely low, almost pressing down on the ground, as if they could crush everything on the ground at any time, making people breathless and flustered for no reason.

Yan Shixun didn't have any mood swings, and he couldn't see any real thoughts on his expressionless handsome face.

He just looked at the surrounding scene calmly and carefully, and didn't act rashly before confirming his situation clearly.

He remembered very clearly that before he fell into a coma when he fell, he looked up at the people behind him one last time to confirm that they were not far away from him.

But now, those people are not around him.

Even Hades, whom he held tightly in his hand at that time, didn't know where he was going.

What makes Yan Shixun feel even more wrong is that there seems to be a big gap between his original purpose and the present result.

After confirming from Ye Li that Feng is a ghost city related to cause and effect, Yan Shixun made a plan to use the cause and effect between himself and Li Chengyun to lead himself to Li Chengyun's location.

But now, he didn't see any clues related to Li Chengyun at all.

Could it be that Master was thrown into a mass grave just like these corpses?

As soon as this idea popped up, Yan Shixun's heart suddenly jumped.

But he quickly shot down the idea.

Will not.

He personally supported Master's spirit and returned to Binhai City, watched Master's remains be buried properly, and presided over Master's death ceremony.

Even if the master left a remnant soul in the old Fengdu because he had been to Baizhi Lake, but with the master himself, he would not allow himself to be reduced to a mass grave.

Although the brain was rationally denying it, Yan Shixun clenched his back molars, and the mandibular line tightened into a neat line.

He forcibly deleted this guess from his mind, and then re-used the limited clues in front of him, trying to deduce his current situation.

Since Hades' "sin" did allow him to enter the lower hell, it means that his initial judgment was not wrong.

This also means that Karma should indeed bring him to Li Chengyun.

The same goes for everyone else.

However, there are discrepancies between the theory and the current situation.What caused it?

Moreover, before he opened his eyes, he clearly heard the sound of dragging the corpse and crying... Where did that come from?

Yan Shixun stretched his long legs, walking on the uneven mountain of corpses like walking on the ground.

He walked very fast, but he still remembered to carefully avoid the fallen corpses on the ground, and stepped on the clods beside him as much as possible.

Yan Shixun's slender figure quickly jumped on the hill piled up with corpses one after another, and his black coat fluttered behind him, like a goshawk spreading its wings.

With the help of the wider field of vision brought by this height, he can see the appearance of the entire mass grave more comprehensively, and have a panoramic view of all the scenes. When I woke up, I heard the source of the crying.

Yan Shixun did not see the crying woman.

But in the distance of the mass graves, there seems to be a curl of smoke rising from the mass graves.After a closer look, there are also simple huts built.

Someone lives... in this kind of place?

Yan Shixun felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He stopped and looked far away, and before he could see the situation of the hut clearly, his eyes suddenly saw the unexpected existence.

On the top of a mountain of corpses, the eyes of that fresh corpse were wide open, and it was not his eyes to rest in peace.

But it was clearly Zheng Shushu's face.

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He thought that Zheng Shushu and Zheng Tiantian should be wiped out together, but it turned out that Zheng Shushu's soul fell here?

When he walked to the corpse and squatted down to observe it carefully, he saw that something was not quite right.

Yan Shixun watched Zheng Shushu's death with his own eyes, even the disappearance of the brother and sister was all directed by him.

After all, a ghost baby who has grown to this level has no weaknesses, but only has causal entanglements with his two elder brothers.

Xie Lin's position was very clear from the beginning, so Yan Shixun never included Xie Lin in his plan from the beginning.

Yan Shixun respects the choices of others, and will not stop others from choosing freely, besides, he also has this confidence.

——No matter what Xie Lin does, it is within the scope of his ability to solve it.

However, Yan Shixun has always been used to making plans early.

Before everyone made a move, he had already seen the opponent's character and psychology clearly from the gestures of the opponent, and he predicted the opponent's future actions too many steps in advance, so he was able to lay out the situation early .

Before everyone realizes.

Yan Shixun thus saw that the key to breaking the game was Zheng Shushu.

He showed Zheng Shu the bloody and cruel reality, and made Zheng Shu realize that everything in Baizhi Lake was out of control, so that Zheng Shu finally stood firm from the vacillating struggle, stood by his side, and helped him take away Zheng Tiantian.

This is a win-win game.

Yan Shixun saved everyone, and Zheng Shushu also freed Master Bai and Zheng Tiantian from the endless hell.

...Although the ghost baby has already twisted his mind, he is in hell without knowing it.

However, the ghost manipulating all the wood carvings with living mouths and eyes is afraid of fire, so Zheng Shushu, who personally helped his sister achieve the current situation, knows her sister's weakness well, so he chooses to take her away in the flames.

A fire that did not burn out decades ago finally put an end to the sins of the Bai village, and also took away the cause and effect between the two pairs of brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Yan Shixun believed that even if Zheng Shushu's soul was wounded, it should be a burn.

Instead of being disemboweled and covered in blood, as it is now, the abdomen is empty.

Yan Shixun took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around his hand, carefully stretched out his hand to check the wound on Zheng Shushu's chest in a gesture of respect for Zheng Shushu's remains.

Very strange.

The smoothness of the wound does not seem to be caused by any sharp weapon, but... along the line that naturally exists in the middle of the human body, it separates to the two sides.

It's like a rag doll that's split in half.

The organs in the abdominal cavity did not have any knife marks or scratches, as if they were taken out by sharp tools.

All the connection points are smooth, as if this person was born with no internal organs.

Such scars appeared on the soul, and in the end, they were thrown into the lower hell of the old Fengdu, and discarded on the mass graves... Is it caused by karma and sin?

Yan Shixun still remembers the judging rules of the old Fengdu thousands of years ago mentioned by Yan Wang very clearly.

Just look at whether there is a sin, not the antecedent.All acts of revenge against death are considered sins and will not be tolerated by Old Feng.

If you look at it by this standard, then Zheng Shushu is simply unforgivable.

Yan Shixun was even able to reconstruct the old Fengdu's judgment on Zheng Shushu based on the description of Yan Wang.

Although Zheng Shu's family was ruined when he was young, didn't he not die? This is not considered a direct injury to Zheng Shu himself, and he is not qualified for revenge.

After Zheng Shu became an adult, he slaughtered hundreds of people in the Bai village. This killing was enough to judge him as a ghost.

Yan Shixun's gaze moved down.

Sure enough, in the pile of corpses under Zheng Shushu, Yan Shixun saw corpses that looked similar to those woodcarvings he had seen in Bai's village.

All the villagers fell here, their corpses had rotted beyond recognition, and Zheng Shushu's corpse was placed high on top of their corpses.

It was as if the people of this village were finally "reunited" here.

Yan Shixun frowned uncomfortably.

Putting the victim and the perpetrator in the same place, for the victim, how is it different from secondary harm?

However, he understood the logic of Old Fengdu.

Because after these villagers died, their souls were trapped in the wooden sculptures with living mouths and eyes, and they were tortured day and night, thinking about everything before and after their lives, so they held resentment towards death.

Therefore, Old Feng believed that these souls were also evil spirits.

After the death of the ghost baby, the power that originally flowed to her from the old Fengdu and the power she accumulated later lost the container to carry it, and naturally released it to the outside, returning to the ghost way and the old Fengdu.

That's why the souls of these villagers who were originally trapped in the wood carvings with living mouths and eyes left the wood carvings, because they were also manipulated and tortured by the ghost babies, and they belonged to the ghost baby's power.Therefore, they fell into the lower hell of the old Fengdu.

In other words, it is the old Fengdu that carries the ghost way now.

——The old city of Fengdu never imagined that just a few corpses could make Yan Shixun see through all kinds of blindfolds, and see through the truth buried deepest at a glance.

The moment he figured it out, Yan Shixun's eyes suddenly sank.

Tsk, Old Fengdu...

The tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, never had he hated the old Fengdu so much for a moment.

Whether it is the underworld or the old Fengdu, Yan Shixun treats them equally indifferently, without any special emotion.

Even though Ye Li was in charge of Xinfengdu, and Fengdu's [-] Yin soldiers had tried their best to turn the tide, Yan Shixun was rational and calm and never gave Fengdu any more emotion.

But now, the balance in Yan Shixun's heart suddenly tilted violently towards the new Fengdu.

After seeing clearly what the old Fengdu had done, Yan Shixun felt that he was a little happy that Ye Li had defeated the old Fengdu and replaced it.

Even the affection for Ye Li increased a little bit, and there was a sense of "well done".

He was suddenly a little curious, wanting to know what kind of character the warrior was thousands of years ago.

Ebony Idol...

Yan Shixun's eyes were full of smiles and strong interest.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Zheng Shushu, who was dying, sighed, reached out and gently closed Zheng Shushu's eyes, covered his face with the handkerchief in his hand, and tidied up the wound for him, making him look , at least die with dignity, and retain the dignity after death.

Instead of being exposed to the wild like the perpetrators in the cause and effect.

Yan Shixun didn't think Zheng Shushu did anything wrong.

Although Zheng Shushu's methods are much more intense, they are not universally kind.

But Yan Shixun never felt that he was a kind-hearted person.

In his judgment, there is no good for bad, only cause and effect.

Therefore, at this time Yan Shixun had unprecedented intense emotions, never like this moment, he wanted to make the old Feng completely disappear in the world.

At that time, he will definitely send all the ghosts imprisoned in the old Fengdu to Fengdu for another trial.

There are indeed sinners, and Fengdu is tortured in prison, but it is only for revenge... They will get this posthumous justice and be able to go to reincarnation.

Yan Shixun slowly stood up straight, his eyes were firm and sharp as a knife.

The hem of the heavy coat drew a sharp arc. He turned around and walked towards the hut standing among the corpses.

This seemed to be an unusual village house, Yan Shixun had seen similar houses in poor and backward villages.

Curls of cooking smoke floated out from the chimney on the roof, and the gray smoke spread out and lingered around the house, making it somewhat hazy and beautiful.

If it weren't for the terrifying surroundings, this place could even be regarded as someone's hideaway.

After approaching, Yan Shixun discovered that not only was this hut so abruptly located in the middle of the mass grave, but what was even more strange was that the ground in front of the hut had been carefully tidied up, leaving a cleared area without corpses. space.

There are daily necessities piled up here, which looks very human.

It is very similar to the hermit practitioner Yan Shixun once saw in the mountains.

If Yan Shixun saw such a hut in the mountains, Yan Shixun would not be so surprised, but here... is the old Fengdu hell.

He stepped forward and politely knocked on the door.

After a few sounds, the house was still silent, and no one responded.

However, the presence of cooking smoke made Yan Shixun think that the owner of the house was either at home or nearby.

So he waited patiently, knocking in groups of four.

Three tones are human and four tones are ghosts.

The ghost knocked on the door, exactly four times.

Since it was in the old Fengdu Hell, Yan Shixun didn't think the owner of the house was a stranger. To ghosts, knocking on the door four times is considered polite.

In view of how meticulously the old Fengdu city wanted to trick him, Yan Shixun decided it was better to be cautious.

When Yan Shixun heard the fourth set of knocks on the door, finally, a voice came over.

"Scare me."

——But it didn't come from the door, but from behind Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun's straight back froze, his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

He didn't notice anyone behind him at all.

This feeling of not being able to fully grasp the situation made Yan Shixun more cautious about the current situation.

He turned around slowly, shifting his gaze to the source of the sound.

But when he saw the scene behind him clearly, his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

What he saw was completely different from what he expected.

Yan Shixun originally thought that the people who could build houses on top of such desolate mass graves should be ghosts, or remnants of the old Fengdu.

But what he saw was just an old man.

The old man sat on a chair under the mountain of corpses, with his legs crossed in a leisurely sunbathing posture, with a teacup by his hand.

It was exactly the same as those retired old men that Yan Shixun had seen in the streets before.

If it wasn't for the exquisite park behind the old man, but for the hideous and bloody corpse, Yan Shixun really felt that he would admit his mistake.

However, the corpse and the smiling old man "basking in the sun" now match so harmoniously.

"Where is the boy, lost?"

The old man shook his legs and said, "Then you are quite capable. You managed to get lost so far and even ran to my door. You almost scared me to death when you knocked on the door. I am an old bone! ...Don't young people nowadays know how to be gentle?"

Yan Shixun nodded calmly to the old man: "Sorry, I happened to pass by."

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"Passing fart! Are you bluffing me?"

The old man looked Yan Shixun suspiciously up and down: "Who can pass by here? Have you ever seen anyone who can pass by hell?"

Yan Shixun: "You first asked me if I was lost, and I just followed your words. Why, isn't this the answer you want?"

He didn't change his face, and didn't react at all to the fact that this simple lie was exposed: "You bluff me first, and then I bluff you, it's fair."

The old man: "...Where did you come from, a bastard!"

He failed to tease Yan Shixun, and the old man lost interest in an instant. He immediately lay back and sat lazily in the chair, shaking his legs and picking his feet, humming an old song, but he refused. Give Yan Shixun another look.

Yan Shixun didn't feel at a loss or uncomfortable being left here and ignored him - he didn't have that kind of emotion at all.

Except that when facing Ye Li, that person always had a way to make him feel weirdly uncomfortable.

He walked towards the old man with a natural posture as if he was at his own home, bent over and took the tea cup off the stool next to the old man, then flipped up his coat, and sat on the stool with the tea cup in his hand.

Even if Yan Shixun's posture is placed in the entertainment circle or Haiyun Temple, it is a good one.

Whether he is standing or sitting, his shoulders are always as straight as pines and cypresses.

When he was sitting on the stool with his long legs crossed and holding a teacup in his hand, it seemed that he was the owner of this place, elegant and calm.

The host and guest are instantly reversed.

Yan Shixun has a plan in his chest, and he is sure to win.

Instead, it was an old man who looked like he had come to ask for help.

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"You're welcome..."

Yan Shixun nodded slightly, and said calmly and gracefully, "Thank you."

Old man: "Who praised you! Do you not understand nonsense!"

"Now, we should be able to talk about what's going on here."

Yan Shixun pressed his palm down, made a gesture to the old man to calm him down, and asked calmly like a master: "This is the lower hell of the old Fengdu, why do you live here?"

When Yan Shixun mentioned the old Fengdu, the old man raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his body, which was slumped in the chair, straightened up a little bit. He didn't expect that this living soul who seemed out of place with the surroundings would still I know the change of Fengdu.

For a while, the old man's attitude towards Yan Shixun was much more cautious than before, and he didn't dare to leave him alone.

——When you inquire without knowing anything, you will only be driven away impatiently by the party who knows the situation, and you will look down on the ignorant and dull layman.

However, if the other party thinks that you have a lot of information, the situation is completely different.

Yan Shixun is well aware of human psychology, even if the old man in front of him is a ghost, he cannot escape his instinctive subconscious reaction.

The old man's reaction was also in his calculations.

He just wanted to make the old man think that he had enough information to exchange for what the old man knew about the old Fengdu.

Yan Shixun's statement is very ingenious, he only let the old man see the tip of the iceberg, making the old man not sure how much he knows and what he wants to do, so he will expand his imagination infinitely, thinking that what is hidden under the water is a whole iceberg.

The old man looked at Yan Shixun vigilantly, but this time, his eyes were extremely cautious, not as if he was casually perfunctory just now.

"...Since I lived here, it was the first time I met someone knocking on my door."

The old man was speechless: "Don't you think it's strange to knock on the door of an old ghost? I'm dead, and you still quarrel with me like this, is it reasonable?"

"If you don't like this question, let's change it."

Yan Shixun didn't act as if he really wanted to know the answer to this question, but immediately followed the old man's words and changed the subject, looking very considerate.

"Have you seen anyone else who's lost like me? They're about this tall and look like this."

Yan Shixun raised his hand to gesture in the air beside him, and added sincerely at the end: "They all look much younger than you."

"You are so lucky, old man."

Without waiting for the old man to get angry, Yan Shixun sighed sincerely: "Look, you lived to such an old age before you died, unlike my companions who are young..."

"Just got lost."

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He only felt that the breath in his chest rose and fell following Yan Shixun's words, almost suffocating himself to death.

But Yan Shixun's words sounded outrageous at first glance, but when he thought about it carefully, they were very reasonable.

To die of old age is not joy or mourning.

The old man didn't even have a legitimate reason to refute, this breath made him roll his eyes at Yan Shixun.

"did not see it!"

Making fun of him and wanting him to answer questions... There is no way!

The old man thought angrily, if Feng hadn't changed hands in the past, when would he get a living soul to talk to him like this?

At that time, ghost exorcisers in the human world wanted to meet them, they had to prepare enough offerings and incense, respectfully invite them to go, and depending on their mood, they would condescend to come down to the human world.

If it wasn't, if it wasn't for the warrior who can defy the world...

The old man's eyes darkened under the lids, and his dissatisfaction with Yan Shixun stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was only an imperceptible sigh of exhaustion.

Although Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and looked calm and confident, but from the corner of his eyes, he has been paying close attention to the expression of the old man, not letting go of the slightest change on the old man's face.

He was keenly aware that the old man was not a ghost thrown in a mass grave.

When mentioning the old Fengdu, the old man's reaction is not like those ghosts who are in a daze and don't care about the surroundings, but have a deep nostalgia for the old Fengdu, as if they are nostalgic and reminiscing about the past years.

There is only one identity that can have this kind of reaction.

Remains of the old Fengdu.

For example, the ghost messenger in old Fengdu.

For pawns, the backing is particularly important.

It's like that although the underworld and Fengdu have never dealt with each other, the underworld servants also complained about Fengdu by cursing and belittling him.

But if the underworld messenger and the Fengdu ghost meet on a narrow road, it must be the underworld messenger who retreats first.

After all, there are ghosts and gods in Fengdu, but the underworld is lower than Fengdu. Before Jing Xiaobao became the king of Hades, the underworld had no owner, and it was on the verge of shutting down several times.

The same is true for the ghosts in the old Fengdu.

The ghost messengers who used to be able to show off their power in the world by virtue of their identity as Fengdu belonged to the world, but when Fengdu in Beiyin collapsed, they turned into desperate dogs with their tails between their legs.

Dead or dead, run away, no one, god or ghost has ever seen them.

...except for a certain ghost.

In the past told by everyone or ghosts to Yan Shixun, there has always been a ghost.

In order to repay his kindness, he taught ghost opera to the dying ghost messenger of Bai's ancestors, and the ghost messenger who returned to the old Fengdu after all the ghost messengers fled to the old Fengdu.

It was also such a "coincidence" that the ghost messenger also went to the lower hell, and then no ghost saw him again.

In just an instant, Yan Shixun realized the identity of the old man in front of him.

There was an imperceptible smile in his eyes, but the expression on his face was as usual, and he couldn't see what was in his heart at all.

The old man was still angrily turning his head away, unwilling to look at Yan Shixun, and he couldn't help picking up his feet at a faster speed, as if he was picking his enemy's brain instead of his feet.

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows slightly, and said sincerely: "Seeing that you have been criticizing me all the time, it seems that you should be much more educated than me. You are indeed an old man who has lived for so long."

As soon as the old man stopped picking his feet, he wondered why this living soul who spoke so harshly suddenly praised him?

Before he could be happy, Yan Shixun continued to add a sentence.

"Such an educated old man, surely he doesn't want to see a young child starve to death at the door of his house because of getting lost?"

Yan Shixun's tone was extremely pure and kind, as if he was sincerely praising the old man: "Thank you for taking me in for a meal, old man."

"When did I say that!!! Who are you lying to!"

The old man roared, feeling that his thousands of years of self-cultivation had failed.

How can there be such a thick-skinned guy talking to himself! ! !What is the origin of this kid, it's too hateful!

For a moment, the old man even wondered if there was something wrong with the spiritual intelligence remaining in the old Fengdu city, and he was counted as one of those guys who needed to be punished in hell.

Otherwise, how could such a bad guy "lose" to his door!Sit on his stool to serve his tea, eat his food and live in his house! ! !

Yan Shixun got up calmly, with a smile on his lips, nodded gracefully to the old man, and raised the teacup in his hand to signal: "Thank you for the hospitality, you are really a kind old man."

"People as good as you are rare now."

He said meaningfully: "Such a virtue must have perished as early as 1000 years ago."

Yan Shixun deliberately emphasized the syllables in the words "1000 years".

The old man who originally wanted to violently drive Yan Shixun away was just halfway up from his chair when he suddenly froze.

He understood what Yan Shixun said.

It is obviously the living soul of the present, but not only does it know that Fengdu changes, but it also knows such an accurate time.

The battle thousands of years ago... There are no records of living beings, and there are even very few records about ghost exorcists in the world, and it has been lost for a long time.

How did this living soul know?

The old man's anger gradually eased, and finally there was only expressionless seriousness left, his mouth was straightened, and he stared at Yan Shixun, trying to see something from him.

But Yan Shixun not only didn't panic at all, he even opened his arms with a smile, and generously let the old man look at him, with a frank and sincere appearance.

The old man suddenly felt that he seemed to be stuck in his throat again and couldn't get up and down, and he couldn't hold back.

Even that old face was flushed with anger.

On the contrary, Yan Shixun showed an attitude of caring for the old man's health, and said with concern: "Did you catch a cold from the wind? Come into the room to warm up."

The old man jumped up angrily, trying to ignore Yan Shixun as he passed by him.

But Yan Shixun said with emotion: "I didn't expect people to get sick after death. It's really not easy."

Old Man: ...I'm so annoying this kid, can he die right now?

However, due to Yan Shixun's unknown identity and his clear knowledge of Fengdu's affairs, the old man couldn't figure out Yan Shixun's situation for a while, so he didn't dare to act lightly, so he had to hold his breath and walk home.

He pushed open the door and raised his chin angrily: "Come in."

Yan Shixun chuckled, but didn't move immediately, but turned his gaze from behind the chair the old man was sitting on just now.

Compared with other corpse mountains, that mountain of corpses seemed to be a bit low and loose, and it didn't look like it had been piled up for a long time.

It's just recently.

This made Yan Shixun a little strange, and doubts arose in his heart.

The old Fengdu was replaced by the new Fengdu thousands of years ago. Judging from Ye Li's words, Heaven and Earth have already regarded the old Fengdu as garbage, and have been trying to make the old Fengdu completely disappear.

Not to mention handing over the custody of ghosts to Jiu Fengdu.

Otherwise, there would not be so many ghosts piled up in the southwest, and even seriously squeezed the living space of ordinary people, so that the exorcists in the southwest had to clean up the ghosts in the southwest, while other exorcists turned pale when they heard about the southwest.

There shouldn't be any ghosts here since the time of the First World War, let alone the mountains of corpses that have piled up recently.

Even Zheng Shushu and the others fell here because they were located next to Baizhi Lake, and because of the ghost baby, they had a close connection with Jiufeng.

If there were no ghost babies, Zheng Shu and others should also have ghosts wandering in the southwest after death.

But now, the mountain of corpses is clearly different from the surroundings... What would be the identity of those corpses?

Before Yan Shixun raised his foot and walked over to check, the old man snorted and said unhappily: "Just now I forced you to eat this meal, now I agree, why are you still not moving?"

"Are you afraid, dare not?"

The old man gloated and said: "Young man, don't be so crazy, save some points for what you say, and save face for yourself. Otherwise, you will lose if you try your best."

Happiness was written in that tone.

The old man still remembered how aggrieved he had been suppressed by Yan Shixun's words the whole time, so when he saw an opportunity, he couldn't wait to save face.

Yan Shixun sensed the old man's emotions.

He raised his eyebrows, a smile rippling on his lips.

At this time, he was half-turning his body, facing the place where the old man was sitting just now, and his back was facing the current old man.

The old man couldn't see Yan Shixun's face, so naturally he couldn't see what was in his heart from Yan Shixun who restrained his emotions extremely rigorously.

Yan Shixun's thoughts turned around, and he made a new decision.

He didn't turn around right away, but let the old man talk, but still stood there.

He even subtly manipulated the muscles of his whole body, making his back look stiff.

It was as if he had been taken in by the old man's words, so he was afraid and couldn't come down to the stage to hold on.

For the control of emotions and his own body, Yan Shixun has reached perfection in the long time of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.

Even ghosts and gods can't see it.

And the old man was obviously deceived by Yan Shixun, following Yan Shixun's rhythm, thinking that he was really afraid and dared not move.

So he was even happier, complacent, and then stimulated Yan Shixun according to what he believed to be the truth: "Or else, if you dare to come in, I will not only treat you to a meal, but also let you sleep in my house. How about it?"

The old man laughed lightly.

Eating ghost food, sleeping on onitsuka—I dare to promise, it depends on whether you dare to agree.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyelashes halfway, and the smile on his lips widened.

But not only did he not have the fear that the old man thought, but he was very satisfied with the results of his plan.

He finally turned around, faced the old man, nodded slightly and said, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

I said this kid definitely wouldn't dare, dare...

Wait, what did he just say?

The old man blinked hesitantly, then slowly turned his gaze to look at Yan Shixun.

Yan Shixun smiled, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, his back was as straight as a pine and cypress.

Like an excellent junior.

elder:"…………"

Yan Shixun also smiled and added the knife in a sincere tone: "Thank you, old man, I must be very touched if I know about it."

elder:"!!!"