After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Many ascetics have spent their entire lives without touching the edge of the Tao.

But in the hell where the corpses piled up in the old Fengdu, Yan Shixun suddenly realized the original intention of Dao.

He has never experienced the cruelty and tenderness of Dao thoroughly like this moment.

I can't breathe, I can't think, my soul seems to be floating upwards from my body, and I can see the vast land when I bend down.

Yan Shixun saw that on this magnificent land with mountains rising from long rivers and turbulent rivers, there were some bright lights scattered or gathered, which was too beautiful to behold.But what's more, it's a cloud of black mist, like old dirt, destroying this beautiful scene.

He frowned, and didn't realize what was going on at first, until he slowly recalled that this feeling of jumping in the air was very familiar to him.

When Ye Li lent him the gods and power, he also had a similar mysterious feeling, as if he had melted into the heaven and the earth.

Then now...

Yan Shixun was stunned, blinked his eyes and realized in surprise that maybe what he sees now is the usual way of looking at the human world.

If it can be seen by Dao, then these bright or dark light clusters... are merits and sins?

As soon as this guess appeared in Yan Shixun's mind, he suddenly felt in a trance that someone was confirming his guess.

Obviously there is only the sound of the wind in his ears, and only the earth in front of his eyes, but Yan Shixun just inexplicably feels that there is something at this moment, so he stands beside him and patiently shows him the world.

Whether it's a stranger or a ghost, as long as they can barely get by, it seems that they can just let it go and don't pursue more.

Just like thousands of years ago, those ghosts who surrendered under the coercion of the old Fengdu.

But one point can be reduced today, and two points can be reduced tomorrow. Hope is not a business, there is no bargaining, as long as hope is squeezed by sin, it will be difficult to recover.

Dao can see it clearly, anxiously lamenting that strangers don't know how to fight, but they have no choice but to let it come, and fight for a chance for the future when the situation falls into the most difficult situation.

When all causes and effects are completely wiped out, using this ray of life as an index, the world will return to its original appearance.

Decay must prosper, full of vitality.

Yan Shixun felt that at this moment, it was as if someone was standing beside him gently and patiently, guiding him to look at the world, and teaching him to look at thousands of years of torrents and seas.

It's like... At this time, he and Dao are coexisting at an altitude of [-] miles, jumping out of the five elements and three realms, and calmly looking at thousands of creatures in the world with the attitude of an outsider.

So at this moment, all his previous doubts were easily resolved.

Ye Li has been noticed by Dao since he was determined to fight for ghosts.

Dao Dao can't intervene in matters involving Fengdu.

However, when Ye Li really won against Beiyin Fengdu, he had already sat in the chess game and became the only chess player.

As for the Ghost Dao, although it poses a terrifying threat to Dao, it is still not qualified to be the chess player in this game.

Avenue is selecting new supporters for the restarted Xintiandi.

And the person identified by Dao is Ye Li.

"Boy, boy?"

The old man looked at Yan Shixun with dull eyes in puzzlement, walked over cautiously, and waved in front of him, wanting to see if he would respond.

This call pulled Yan Shixun back again.

His spirit plummeted from high altitude and returned to his body. All the scenes he saw just now disappeared and became normal again.

Yan Shixun's slender fingers resting on the armrest trembled, and his eyes became clear again.

It's just that when he felt the mysterious feeling before the soul left, he seemed to hear someone laughing, and took a deep look at him with gentle eyes, then turned and disappeared.

Yan Shixun frowned and turned his head slightly, subconsciously looking to both sides.After he saw the books piled up in the cramped room, he suddenly realized that he had returned, and he was in the home of the ghost messenger.

"What kind of bad idea did you come up with, this scheming brat..."

The old man was taken aback by Yan Shixun's sudden restoration of brilliance, and jumped back a few steps with a guilty conscience, as guilty as if he had been caught doing something bad.

A few beats later, he remembered that he had clearly done nothing, it was Yan Shixun who was in a daze!Then why is he guilty?

The old man looked Yan Shixun up and down suspiciously, and complained a few words to hide his guilt.

"No, I just heard you tell the truth about the past, it's too shocking."

Yan Shixun quickly sorted out his emotions. He calmed down the shock he had just seen when he saw the world. After calming down, he nodded slightly to the old man: "Thank you for guarding Yin and Yang with my master."

But this time, the old man has experience.

He looked at Yan Shixun vigilantly, and didn't say anything when he was happy with the compliment, but just stared at Yan Shixun quietly, waiting for him to have something to say.

"but."

Yan Shixun paused, and said again: "What is certain now is that after the ebony statue was taken from the White Paper Lake, it has been tossed and turned in the world for several times, and now it has lost its specific whereabouts."

"Judging from the clues I have now, I can only narrow down the possible location of the ebony statue to the old city of Fengdu."

"But where exactly it is, I don't know."

Yan Shixun frowned, and looked at the old man with sincere eyes: "Based on your understanding of the old Fengdu and the ebony statue, where do you think it will appear?"

Sure enough, it is impossible for this kid to praise him sincerely, and there must be something left to say later.

Only then did the old man become completely happy. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then hesitantly said: "After Li Chengyun died, I was worried that even the old Feng would find out the plan in my mind, so I never left here again for the sake of caution."

Because the plan he and Li Chengyun made was of great importance, and it was mainly aimed at the old Fengdu, so he changed his previous behavior of hiding his identity and occasionally sneaking out to look for books, and began to stick to hell, determined not to let the old Fengdu find out about him. Chance.

After all, being under the nose of the old Fengdu is not good for the old Feng, and the old man doesn't even have to think about it, he knows what will happen if he is discovered.

He is not afraid of death, since he should have died thousands of years ago, he just saved one more life.

But the only thing he was afraid of was not completing the plan entrusted to him by Li Chengyun before his death.

If the plan failed because of him, it would be worse than death for him, and it would be like being in an endless hell.

Even the loss of the ebony statue that was supposed to guard Baizhi Lake was brought in by Yan Shixun to inform him. His ability to control the outside news has been greatly reduced.

However, the old man has another identity.

——He is the only existence who has seen a warrior ascend the throne of ghosts and gods, and even carved the statue himself. No one knows that statue better than him.

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Although I don't know much about the current situation outside, but judging from the behavior of the statue, I do know a few places where it might be."

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, remembering Ye Li's astonished expression when he mentioned the ebony statue to himself when he was in Bai's village.

Ye Li was completely unaware of the existence of this statue. For him, he might not even remember the matter of saving the ancestor Bai, let alone the matter of ghosts.

In the end, the truth was stripped away and pushed back little by little, but it was Ye Li himself who contributed to the appearance of this ebony statue.

It's just a peck and a drink.

However, when Yan Shixun recalled Ye Li's expression at that time, he couldn't help but laugh.

... At that time, the man was stunned as if he had been hit on the head by a cat suddenly, but he was still kind of cute.

The old man was talking, but his voice stopped abruptly.

He found that the atmosphere in the hut was suddenly not right, there was a sense of incompatibility as if spring flowers were blooming, and looking for the source, it turned out to be Yan Shixun who was sitting there without knowing what he was thinking and smiling for no reason.

He looked at Yan Shixun with dead eyes, unable to figure out what bad things this kid was thinking.

Sensing the old man's gaze, Yan Shixun coughed, and said seriously, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

"According to what you mean, the ebony statue not only has its own will, but can also move independently... In other words, it is dynamic, and we cannot accurately control its position."

The old man nodded: "That's right."

"Although what I carved was the image of the former Lord of Fengdu, but the glimpse I caught at that time was just stuck at the critical point of the leap from man to god, and the power belonging to the warrior has just reached its peak."

"It's not so much the Lord of Fengdu, it's better to say that the statue is independent, and he is the persistent general."

The old man lowered his eyes, looked at the roll of roster spread out on the table, and said calmly: "His deepest obsession is the evil spirit that will cause misery in the world."

"That is to say..."

Yan Shixun's eyes flickered, and he stood up abruptly from the chair: "It will appear in the old Fengdu, where the ghost spirit is the strongest."

The old man nodded: "It can be understood in this way."

"As for the old Fengdu city, there are three places with the strongest ghostly aura."

He stretched out three skinny fingers, looked directly at Yan Shixun, and said without a word: "One is the altar of the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin, which is also the core of the old Fengdu. But you want to get closer There, it is impossible."

"It is also difficult for the ebony statue. Because it is the place where the city's sanity was born, it is bound to guard its own place strictly. Anyone who approaches there will be discovered by it."

The old man folded back one of his outstretched fingers.

"One is the deepest hell, and those who are imprisoned there are all the heinous ghosts who were sentenced in the old Fengdu. As long as they fall there, they will never return, and the only possibility is to be wiped out."

"Young student, I admit that you are the best I have ever seen in my life, and even surpassed your master Li Chengyun. But I advise you, don't rush to the lowest level, otherwise, I will not be able to save you, and you will only be able to save you when you eat next year. Give you a stick of incense."

"at last."

The old man flicked his hands, pointing to the mass grave outside the window: "It's here."

Yan Shixun frowned, puzzled.

He felt that the first two places were logical, but the mass grave... This place is in the middle of hell, neither as sinful as the lowest level of hell, nor as numerous as the uppermost level of hell where there are countless ghosts.

Why is such a place with the strongest ghost energy?

The old man saw Yan Shixun's doubts, and he smiled briefly: "Since you know that the ebony statue guarding Baizhi Lake is lost, you must have been to the village next to Baizhi Lake."

"A ghost baby was born there. And the cause and effect of that ghost baby is closely connected here. For the old Fengdu, those whom the ghost baby hates should fall into this level of hell after death. And the old Fengdu He is using the ghost baby as his cover again, and wants to march in ambush and increase his strength before Dao Dao discovers his actions."

When the old man said this, Yan Shixun suddenly understood.

Guidao is like a courtier who wants to usurp the throne, and he can't bear the oppression and wants to replace him.

But such things as usurping the throne must be killed with one blow.

That's why Jiu Feng used the ghost baby as a cover. All the increased power of the ghost baby will eventually gather in this level of hell that is closely connected with her, but it will not disturb Dao.

Yan Shixun remembered the corpses of Zheng Shushu and other villagers that he had seen on the mass grave.

He couldn't bear to frown and said: "Is there no way to let Guiying's brother change places?"

Resentment in life, but living with the enemy after death... For Zheng Shushu, the current situation is too aggrieved.

The old man shook his head regretfully: "Although I can understand your current mood, unfortunately, it is not possible."

"His relationship with the ghost baby is destined to stay here—unless the old spirit collapses."

"This is also the old Fengdu trying to increase his strength."

When talking about death, the old man's tone was flat: "Look, there will be more people who will fall here after death because of their connection with ghost babies, and become the nutrients accumulated by the old capital."

"Xiaosheng, if you want to stop the ghost, then you have to speed up and find the ebony statue."

The old man shook his head regretfully: "Although I don't want to admit it, Li Chengyun is right in saying that what is needed in the future is young people, not old men like me who have lived for thousands of years. The only way for now is to find the god statue and let the god statue deal with the old Fengdu."

"If you have your own ideas, you can realize them as much as you want, but I can't help you any more."

Yan Shixun listened quietly, and suddenly grasped the key point in the old man's words: "Wait!"

"You said, someone else will die?"

The old man looked at Yan Shixun inexplicably, not knowing what he was excited about.

He pointed to the mountain of fresh corpses outside the window: "What's the problem? Well, that's it."

As the ghost messenger of the old Fengdu, although the old man protects the stranger, what he wants to protect is the stranger as a whole.

As long as yin and yang are balanced, the whole body of the newborn can continue. For the old man, he doesn't care about the life and death of the individual.

Unlike Yan Shixun, who is an exorcist of ghosts, the gentleness of the old man towards the world is also a coldness of another concept.

Yan Shixun's eyes widened slightly, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at where the old man was pointing.

Before that, he felt that compared with other corpse mountains, there seemed to be some strange differences between that mountain of corpses.

Now after the old man finished speaking, his thinking suddenly became clear, and he found what made him feel wrong, what exactly was it.

That mountain of corpses was so fresh and loose.

Just like the cement will settle and the grain heap will be tamped. After a long time, the heavy objects will slowly fall down due to the weight and become a whole, which will appear stronger.

But not this mountain of corpses.

It has just been piled up here, the corpses have not had time to rot, and there are still some small gaps between each corpse.

At that time, Yan Shixun noticed it, but because he didn't know the details of the old man, he didn't ask rashly.

But now, there is no shelter in front of the mountain of corpses, so Yan Shixun can clearly see its appearance.

as well as……

The corpses piled up in disorder below that.

In it, Yan Shixun saw the familiar clothes style.

The first thing he saw was a corner of the Taoist robe protruding from the corpse.

There are also differences in the style and color of Taoist robes, and the corner of the robe that Yan Shixun finds familiar is obviously more like the style commonly used by Haiyun Temple.

A bad premonition flashed through his mind, and he immediately got up, strode quickly towards the mountain of corpses outside, and under the puzzled gaze of the old man, he moved the corpses away one by one from the mountain of corpses with his bare hands.

The Taoist robes of Haiyunguan, the team uniforms of the rescue team, the official suits and shirts worn by the official person in charge, and the vest with the words "Heartbeat Tour 99 Days Program Group" printed on it...

More clothing styles that Yan Shixun was familiar with appeared in front of his eyes.

Then came into view, is a familiar face.

Whether it is the head of the Haiyun Temple, the members of the rescue team, or the guests and staff of the program group.

Not only the part of the program group who lost their trace, but even Lu Xingxing and others who were sent out of the village with the surname Bai by Yan Shixun just now were among them.

It was as if all the people in the Baizhi Lake area had died.

And the soul fell here.

At that moment, Yan Shixun even forgot to breathe, his eyes shook and shattered violently, his slender palms trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't even lift them up immediately to check their specific status.

Those corpses were originally thrown away randomly, and they were piled high into a hill.

Yan Shixun turned them over, revealing pale and bloodless faces.

Those people were covered with scars, some had a knife mark on their necks that cut their throats, some had a knife that pierced their hearts, and some had a big hole in their chests...

Blood dripping, white bones hideous.

What kind of experience is this?

In the blink of an eye, the person who was still alive in the previous glance has turned into a cold corpse, and even died tragically.

All the people I knew and came into contact with died.

I was left alone, standing in front of their corpses, but I didn't even know why they died.

Even though Yan Shixun was as calm as Yan Shixun, at this moment he couldn't help thinking in a mess and couldn't figure it out.

It shouldn't be, how could this happen?He clearly watched Lu Xingxing and the others leave with his own eyes, and the official person in charge stayed by his side before, and did not separate until he fell into the lower hell.

How can you die?

According to the official person in charge, Haiyun Temple has dispatched the most powerful priest in the entire temple to support Baizhihu.

With those dozen or so Taoists around, no matter how terrifying the evil spirit is, it won't be wiped out like this. How could even the staff of the program group not be able to escape?

Many guesses popped up in Yan Shixun's mind, but none of the evidence could support his guess.

He staggered a step back, and finally there was an emotional crack on his calm and calm face.He clutched his forehead and groaned in pain, somewhat unable to accept the situation in front of him.

In Yan Shixun's career as a ghost exorcist, he has never missed a single shot, let alone killed such a huge number of people.

He couldn't figure it out, there shouldn't be a problem with his plan.

Those staff members of the program group had two priests beside them, and the rest of the rescue team should also join the priests who supported them later. Lu Xingxing and the others also had Nan Tian and the rescue team beside them.

how come……

While Yan Shixun was in pain and doubt, there were corpses increasing out of thin air and falling on the mountain of corpses.

As he looked, the familiar pattern of clothes stung his eyes.

Yan Shixun only felt that a big mountain was pressing down, making him unable to breathe.

The old man saw that something was wrong with Yan Shixun, he didn't know what was wrong, so he hurried over to ask.

When seeing those corpses, the old man reacted flatly and didn't feel anything.

He was originally in charge of guarding the hell, and when there was no change in Feng, a large number of souls fell here every moment, and death became a daily life without pain or itching.

The old man doesn't care who dies and who lives.

What's more, he didn't know these people either.

But when Yan Shixun suffered because of this, the nature of the matter changed.

For the old man, this matter has changed from an ordinary matter to an important matter related to him.

This kid obviously fooled him just now, and he was able to fool him for a while, why is he like this now?Not like this kid's style.

The old man muttered in his heart.

But after hearing the reason from Yan Shixun, the old man's expression became serious.

"You mean, these people are all gathered in Baizhi Lake now?"

The old man asked back in astonishment, and confirmed in disbelief: "Is it all of them?"

"Correct."

Yan Shixun nodded: "I know them. I have seen most of the faces. Although I haven't seen a few of them, I know their uniforms and know where they belong."

Haiyun Temple is busy all year round, and abnormal events that cannot be resolved from various places will eventually gather there, and the temple will assign tasks to the priests by itself.

But in today's era, there are few ascetics, and even fewer people can cultivate the true way.

No matter it is the Haiyun Temple or the various sects, they are all facing the dilemma of shortage of manpower. Even for Haiyun Temple, one of the best Daoist temples, there are only a few dozen Taoist leaders who can be released with confidence.

As the avenue declines and yin and yang become unbalanced, the corresponding ghosts gradually rise, and there are often stories of ordinary people being disturbed or even life-threatening by ghosts.

Events increased, manpower decreased, and everyone worked overtime until there was no time off.

Because of this, the priests of Haiyun Temple travel around all the year round, and it is rare for all members to gather together.

Yan Shixun had never seen many Taoist priests among them, and he only recognized them by virtue of their Taoist robes.

However, when his mind was most confused, Yan Shixun could still see from these unfamiliar faces that Hai Yunguan attached great importance to this matter.

During the New Year's Eve, many priests would return to Haiyun Temple to participate in important rituals.

However, thanks to this, Hai Yunguan can now mobilize a lot more manpower than usual.

Although no one wants to see a disaster happen, it is better to have an accident at this time than when other people are short of manpower.

Yan Shixun guessed that Haiyun Temple had sent almost all the priests who could be sent here.

However, he didn't see Daoist Song here.

Song Daochang is not a character who will escape, and Hai Yunguan is not a style of acting that will retain strength when facing major events.

That leaves only one possibility.

——Song Daochang, solving the same difficult incident as Baizhihu.

But there is only one thing that can make Hai Yunguan pay attention to this point. At this point, Yan Shixun's first reaction is only one.

——Ghost way.

It seems that Haiyun Temple has also discovered this matter.

The ghost way is related to the ghost baby. If there is anything that can be in the same weight class as Baizhihu, it is only a very important turning point for the ghost baby.

For example, the warehouse where Xie Jiaojiao was kidnapped decades ago.

Song Daochang should be in the warehouse on the outskirts of Binhai City.

Have ghosts spread to Binhai City?The people outside the White Paper Lake are also facing danger, that's why Haiyun Temple reacted like this.

Yan Shixun's emotions were severely impacted by the death of everyone, but even so, after turning his mind a few times, he still straightened out everything without knowing the current situation of the outside world.

The old man, who didn't care about the death of each individual, realized the seriousness of the matter, scratched his legs and squatted down, and began to look through the corpses one by one to check their conditions.

After a few turns, the old man's facial features, which were originally tightly wrinkled, suddenly stretched out.

"Ah bah! I thought something was wrong. I almost didn't scare me to death."

The old man said angrily: "If all the people in Baizhi Lake are really dead, it means that the ghost way has expanded to the point where it cannot be stopped, and everything else is in vain."

Hearing another meaning in the old man's words, Yan Shixun paused.

He put down the palm that was covering his forehead, his eyes became condensed again, and he looked at the old man: "You mean, these people are not dead yet?"

"Correct."

The old man nodded: "It can fool fools, but it can't fool me. It thinks that I have guarded the ghosts here for thousands of years? Is it a ghost that I can't see?"

The old man casually picked up a corpse, his skinny arms tensed, lifted the corpse high, and then fell heavily on the ground.

With a bang, the body was broken into dozens of pieces.

But it doesn't look like flesh and blood.

And like, wood.

Yan Shixun frowned, then suddenly realized: "Bone replacement technique!"

"This is it."

The old man snapped his wrists, let out a long breath, and said disgustedly: "Don't worry, these people didn't have time to die, it's just that Ghost Dao wanted to use it to fake death and force another existence to show up."

The old man looked at Yan Shixun, and said calmly: "Boy, you don't have to worry, these people are still alive and well. Have you ever heard of wood carvings with live mouths and eyes? Southwest used to use this thing to replace the corpses of the dead, and it is estimated that they have been killed by ghosts again. The Tao is used to disguise itself as a ghost."

"The way of ghosts will make the identities of ghosts and humans reversed, so now for ghosts, wood carvings are people, but for you, these are just wood carvings."

"You still have time to save this."

The old man raised his head and looked directly into Yan Shixun's eyes: "As long as you can turn the tide before the ghosts really succeed, these people will not die. Don't worry about things after death, boy, the important thing is the immediate thing. "

"What does Ghost Dao want to force out with it?"

Yan Shixun murmured, but a trace of astonishment soon appeared on his face, and he blurted out: "The ebony statue?"

The old man: "...Can't you wait for me to tell you? If you stop in the middle like this, it will make others feel uncomfortable before they finish talking!"

Can't you let him dress up completely?

He had wanted to be handsome in front of Li Chengyun for a long time, and he wanted to see Li Chengyun's adoring gaze towards him, but unfortunately it never came true, and Li Chengyun died.

Now it's hard to wait for a disciple of Li Chengyun to come - if you don't pretend to be successful in front of the master, you can do it in front of the disciple!

Why is it that this pair of masters and apprentices have a problem, and they don't give others a chance at all?

The old man rolled his eyes angrily.

Yan Shixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your image in my heart is already very strong, not bad this time."

After knowing that those people were not dead, and that the "dead" were only the substitute wood carvings, Yan Shixun immediately calmed down, and regained his sense of restraint and sensitivity to terror.

His thinking was running fast, and within a few breaths, he had already realized the current situation.

"This place is related to the cause and effect of the ghost baby, so the ghost way put all the people who appeared in Baizhi Lake to death as substitutes, and threw them here."

Yan Shixun said softly: "You just said that the ebony statue will appear in the place with the most ghostly spirit. That is to say..."

What Ghost Dao wants to force out is the ebony statue.

But looking at it now, it is very likely that Ghost Dao will get what it wants.

The old man nodded, affirming Yan Shixun's guess: "The other two places are too critical to the old Fengdu, whether it is the altar of the Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu or the lowest level of hell, they have touched the core of the old Fengdu. Once there is a real fight, as long as any one of those two places is destroyed, it will be an unbearable serious injury to the old Fengdu."

"It is the old Fengdu that carries the ghost way now. It will not allow itself to be injured like this, and it will even put an end to any possibility."

"So comparing the three, this is the most suitable battlefield. For Ghost Dao, only by preemptively attracting the ebony statue to appear here, can it possibly destroy it before the ebony statue actually hurts it. Idol."

The old man raised his head, he looked at the endless mountains of corpses, and squinted his eyes: "I overlooked this point... I have been separated from the outside world for too long, although this prevented the old Feng from finding me, it also affected me. out of my judgment."

"I actually let Ghost Dao under my nose to accumulate such a large amount of substitute bones."

If Yan Shixun hadn't said that these people were all gathered in Baizhi Lake at this time, the old man wouldn't be aware of this problem, and would still pick his feet happily.

Until Guidao was ready for all menacing attacks.

Then he has no chance of winning.

"But it's too late now, the ebony statue should have been attracted by the ghost energy here, and the ghost way will definitely notice this place, you..."

Yan Shixun looked up at the old man seriously.

But halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

He was shocked to find that a peaceful smile appeared on the old man's face.

It was as if everything had been settled, and the old man was relieved that he had nothing to worry about.

The old man looked back at Yan Shixun with soft and nostalgic eyes.

"Back then, Li Chengyun and I were like this, standing by the mountain of corpses and making oaths to thousands of corpses."

The old man sighed and said: "I haven't figured it out until now, how could there be a character like Li Chengyun? If he wants to seek fame and fortune, he will definitely leave a strong mark in the history books of strangers. But, unfortunately, He ran to this place that no one knew."

"...the death was vigorous, but silent."

"No one knows what unprecedented things he has done, and no one will write a book about him, thanking him for everything he has done for the world. But he doesn't care at all, ha! That guy lives like a fairy Same."

The old man laughed.

Although the words were full of disgust, the gentle recognition and praise could not be concealed at all.

"It's a pity that he died too early, and now, it's my turn."

The old man looked at Yan Shixun calmly, and solemnly asked: "Young student, you are Li Chengyun's disciple, and I have also told you everything I know. Don't disappoint me and your master's expectations."

"Ghost Dao, I'll leave it to you."

Yan Shixun couldn't stop the strange feeling in his heart when he heard the same words as the old man's last words.

His heart trembled, and he asked incredulously, "You..."

The old man didn't give Yan Shixun a chance to ask.

He just smiled slightly at Yan Shixun, then raised his hands and slowly placed them on both sides of his neck bones.

The next moment, the palm of his hand was violently exerted.

"Kaba!" With a crisp sound, the old man's head dropped limply.

The neck is broken.

The last ghost messenger in Jiufengdu chose to kill himself.

There was still a contented and serene smile on the old man's face, and then he fell powerlessly to the ground.

"Bam—!"

At the moment when the old man's body fell to the ground, a violent fire suddenly ignited on his body, engulfing him in an instant.

The ferocious flames quickly burned the old man's skin and flesh, and his bones cracked.

In an instant, the proud and smelly old man was burnt to the point where only a handful of ashes remained.

Slightly raised with the wind.

After seeing Yan Shixun all the way, he didn't even have a chance to stop him or ask questions. He just watched the old man commit suicide, and his soul disappeared into hell.

From then on, there was no such soul anymore, everything about the ghost messenger was taken away by him, and all secrets and plans were reduced to ashes.

Leave no chance for any existence to probe and peep.

Yan Shixun's eyes fluctuated violently, the light in his eyes was broken and rippling, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

The moment the old man chose to burn his soul, he finally realized what the old man was doing.

Guidao wanted to use this place as a battlefield to kill the ebony statue, and forced out the ebony statue with the help of a large number of evil spirits related to Baizhihu Lake, that is, ghosts and ghosts that have causality with ghost babies.

The ebony statue was once borrowed by Li Chengyun from the old man to suppress the evil spirits in the White Paper Lake, so the statue is extremely sensitive to the evil spirits.

It must be attracted here by the ghost.

However, with the appearance of the ebony statue here, the Ghost Dao and the old city of Fengdu will inevitably look here.

At that time, the old man who has been hiding here will definitely be exposed in front of the old Fengdu city.

——According to what the old man said, because of his affiliation with the old Fengdu, everything he recorded in his soul will be clearly seen by the old Fengdu.

When Old Feng appeared here, that was when the plans of the old man and Li Chengyun were exposed.

The old man couldn't have let that happen.

In order to keep the secret, he can endure for several years, staying here without taking a single step.

How could he allow the whole plan to fall short because of him at the last moment?

The only thing the old man was lucky about was that Li Chengyun's disciple found this place, and he was fooled by this kid so much that he told the truth out of his heart and soul.

It can be regarded as finishing the will in advance.

Satisfied, the old man chose to commit suicide in order to preserve the whole plan.

Can……

Yan Shixun subconsciously took a step forward, stretched out his hand towards the old man's scattered ashes, his mind was shocked.

The death of the old man was too tragic and decisive. While Yan Shixun was shocked on the spot, it also made him see how the brave person who was able to coldly kill all the remaining ghosts in Jiufengdu was killed.

Although the old man is digging his feet and looks like a stinky fart who likes to be praised, he is indeed a very powerful person as he himself said.

He's not bragging.

Yan Shixun froze on the spot for a long while, and the corner of his eye saw the jumping golden red fire.

He looked sideways and saw that the old man's small house was also on fire.

The ferocious fire devoured everything, including all the truths about Yeli and Fengdu that the old man had collected in a thousand years, and all of them were burned here.

Those books curled up in the flames, burned, and turned into a handful of black ash.

All the evidence and truth were completely burned, leaving no secrets to Jiu Fengdu and Ghost Dao.

The old man did exactly what he said.

——Take all the secrets away with his death.Never leave anything to Jiufengdu