"You can beat the battle with bare hands and empty fists! Try it! I'll find the array eye!"
The entire barrier can be regarded as a huge formation. As long as you find the array eye, you can break this knot boundary.
A person as cautious as Lao Tao, the array eye will definitely not be a conspicuous talisman or himself.
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest. Perhaps, we should start from our own perspective and do the opposite?
Thinking of this, Zhang Hao returned to the place where he met the villagers before.
However, the villagers had disappeared without a trace, without a trace of the breath of soul, and the entire village turned into a dead hole.
A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Hao suddenly smelled a strange smell.
It is the smell of rancidness, death.
He looked in the direction where the smell floated and saw the wordless monument.
Although this is within the barrier, I should still be in the underground palace in the real world.
Looking back carefully, it seems that all strange things start with seeing the tombstone.
——A gamble!
Zhang Hao walked over quickly, picked up the stone and smashed it hard at the tombstone.
At the same time, Lao Tao, who was struggling with Qilin Blood on the other side, suddenly changed his face, and then he covered his stomach with an extremely painful expression on his face.
He was ugly, and now he was even more terrible. Even Zhang Qilin couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Not good... Someone touched the tombstone..." Lao Tao said in a trembling voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a smog of smoke and disappeared.
Zhang Qilin knew that Zhang Hao had found the key point, and Lao Tao must have gone to find Zhang Hao!
Oh no, he can't protect himself now. If he cannot destroy that "sister" (here refers to some kind of support or clone of Lao Tao) in time, he may never be able to get out again!
But where did Zhang Hao go? Where is the array eye he found?
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"Don't move! Don't move that thing!" Lao Tao appeared in front of the wordless monument and saw Zhang Hao smashing the tombstone desperately. He stretched out his hand and approached carefully, "Don't move... "
"Don't come over!" Zhang Hao raised the stone high and said with a sneer, "I was wondering before, why the man in black is so respectful to this tombstone. After finding the underground palace, I thought he was I worshipped the people in the underground palace, but I didn’t expect that they were worshiping this tombstone? "No, he is worshiping me! The person in the crystal coffin of the underground palace is me!" Lao Tao said hurriedly.
Zhang Hao could see that he wanted to delay time now, and even expose his physical location.
He is looking for opportunities to solve himself.
Since he came to the door by himself, Zhang Hao felt that it was useless to not ask. "I'm very curious, how could the villagers' ancestors be willing to make this agreement with you?" Zhang Hao asked.
"Human nature is selfish..." Although Lao Tao was answering Zhang Hao's question, her eyes were still staring at the tombstone, like a wild beast ready to go.
"Don't talk about this, most of the ancestors of people will definitely not agree. I want you to say the original words of the agreement, otherwise I will smash the tombstone now, but it will be a little short of it! ” Zhang Hao threatened.
"No, no, no, no, no! I said!" Lao Tao subconsciously took a step forward, "I told them that I will let their descendants live in happiness for generations... I did not break their promise, they are indeed very happy now!"
Zhang Hao was stunned.
The scenes I saw before were happy and happy, and the villagers thought it was an illusion, but they didn't expect... it was a real world!
The villagers were erased from their memories of death and lived in the barrier of gourmets. If it is not eaten, it will be forever happy. He did not break his promise!
Zhang Hao first encountered such a shameless guy, and he was both angry and angry.
"You really don't deserve to exist in this world!" Zhang Hao scolded angrily. "I'm just a little greedy..." Lao Tao actually cried.
Turnful tears came from his empty, copper bell-sized eyes.
Can ghosts cry?
Yes.
But Zhang Hao didn't believe that the ghost in front of him would cry. He hopes the other party will bleed! "It's better to die for garbage like you!" Zhang Hao said, smashing the tombstone into pieces with all his strength.
For a moment, Lao Tao's body seemed to froze.
Then, the surrounding space also twisted.
The withered flowers and plants, dry land, and dim sky around them were torn into pieces little by little with Lao Tao's body.
A black hole appeared in the void, sucking Lao Tao's body and everything around him. Finally, the black hole disappeared.
After the sky was spinning, it took a long time before the four people's eyes returned to normal.
Zhang Hao looked around and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
This is still a village, but it is completely different from what I have seen before.
It is not an empty city, but a completely "dead city".
The disrepaired walls collapsed, and the muddy dirt road seemed to be about to fall into hell with one step. Everything around was quiet, and even the wind couldn't blow in, and time seemed to have stopped.
Fatty Wang hugged his arm and said tremblingly: "Why do I think it's so cold here?"
"The smell of death here is so strong that it's close to the underworld. I feel cold. It's normal." Zhang Hao explained.
As he said that, he bent down and drew a formation diagram on the ground.
Zhang Qilin saw what he was going to do, stepped forward and dissuaded: "There is no soul here, and it's useless for you to be able to save yourself." Zhang Hao paused for a moment, but he still didn't stop.
"What if? What if there are still some broken souls hidden in that grass or under that brick? As long as I read it, I will definitely hear what I can hear. , it will definitely be useful." Zhang Hao said firmly.
"But... those souls should be broken too, right?" Hao Xie was a sentimental person. When he said this, he couldn't help but frowned, "It's so... so miserable. "
"I want to drive away the breath of death here and turn it into a normal world. If the land is nourished in one day, they will be able to return to the earth in many years. In many years, they will still be able to rush Entering the samsara. Even if they are just fragments, they were once humans.” Zhang Hao said.
Hearing this, the few people stopped persuading Zhang Hao, but stood silently on several corners of the formation, preparing to protect Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao understood this tacit understanding, walked to the middle of the formation and sat down, and began to recite silently.
His clothes and hair were automatically unwind. At this moment, a faint golden light was emitted around him, and he actually felt solemn in treasure!
I don't know how long it took, Zhang Hao stopped and the clothes floating in the air slowly fell down.
After he stood up, his legs became weak and he almost couldn't stand.
"Be careful!" Hao Xie, who was closest to him, hurried over to support Zhang Hao, "Is it okay?"
"...It's okay." Zhang Hao said panting.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Actually he is not good. Zhang Hao's forehead was covered with sweat.
This is the first time he has felt so tired after so many years.
The breath of death here is really not something you can drive away in just a few strokes. Fortunately, Lao Tao let them live in dreams and environment from the beginning, without any resentment. Otherwise, this place will become a bad place, not a dead city.
If it really becomes a fierce place, at his current level, it may not be handled well.
"Go back to the inn to rest first, I'm tired..." Zhang Hao said weakly. "Okay, go back to the inn." Everyone echoed.
On the way back, Zhang Hao was still thinking about a question.
If all the villagers here are imprisoned in the illusion by Lao Tao, then what is the woman who came to entrust her to the door?
Why do everyone stay there forever waiting to be eaten, but this person knows that it is not normal there and then comes out to report the news?
At the same time, deep in the dark cave, a man in black slowly stepped onto the steps, his steps steady and powerful. The woman walked to the bottom of the steps, knelt on the ground without hesitation, and kowtowed several times, and the sound echoed in the cave. "Sir, I have delivered the news as you told me. Can you give me eternal life as you promised?" The woman's voice was filled with a hint of expectation and nervousness.
The man in black snorted softly, his voice coldly: "You are quite punctual."
The woman responded hurriedly: "Please be sure to keep your promise!"
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"Okay, this is simple." As soon as the man in black finished speaking, he waved his hand and a black shadow flashed instantly. The next moment, the woman was shocked to find that her body was actually separated from her head. She was still in a kowtow posture, but her face was full of shock and confusion. Before she could even think about what was going on, her life came to an abrupt end.
The voice of the man in black sounded quietly in the cave: "When a person lives, he will die. But as long as he dies, he will exist forever."
At this time, Zhang Hao was in a state of mind. In the black fog, he vaguely saw a door. The door was brightly colored, half as bright as blood, and half as dark as night. The red door was half-closed, revealing a mysterious aura; while the black door was tightly closed, as if there were endless secrets hidden. The black fog seemed to escape from the black crack in the door and permeated the entire space. "Zhang Hao, you should wake up." A voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Hao's ears, awakening his consciousness from the chaos like thunder. "Wake up? I'm awake." Zhang Hao responded in a daze, as if the voice was not from his original intention, but the natural reaction of the body.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind the red door. The man was wearing a red cloak, almost blending with the color of the door. However, for some reason, Zhang Hao could see the outline of the man at a glance. That figure was both strange and familiar to him, as if they had met at some time or at a certain place.
A inexplicable throbbing surged in Zhang Hao's heart. He tried hard to see the man's face clearly, but he could not be clear. He couldn't help but shout in his heart: Who is it? Who is standing there? "Who is that? It's me, your lovely old king!" A loud voice came from the sky, shaking Zhang Hao's internal organs cleared.
Zhang Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eye was the familiar roof. He was stunned for several seconds before he realized that this was his bedroom, not the weird place.
It's strange to say that he had just woken up, but he seemed to have forgotten the appearance of that place. The scene in his memory was like flowers in the fog, gradually becoming blurred.
The speed of memory dissipation made him feel powerless to stop it. He tried to capture the remaining fragments, but in vain.
"What are you stunned?" Fatty Wang patted Zhang Hao on the shoulder, and then shouted downstairs, "Come on Haoxie! Zhang Hao is really stupid, he is really stupid!" Zhang Hao rolled his eyes, barely sat up from the bed, and muttered, "I just lie down for too long, and I feel a little unadapted." "Yeah, it's not easy , Before you fainted this time, you actually knew that you had been lying for a long time. "Fatty Wang teased.
Zhang Hao frowned and asked, "Hmm? Have I really been lying for a long time?" What he said "long time" means that he has been in a state of sane somewhere, but I can't feel the passage of time. And at that time, my body should be lying on the bed.
At this time, Hao Xie also went upstairs. Seeing that Zhang Hao seemed to be fine, he said, "It seems that you are really tired this time and have been sleeping for three days in a row. Come down to eat something, and you have a commission."
"It's really not easy..." Although Zhang Hao complained like this, he quickly got up and went downstairs to wash up. He didn't even have time to eat, so he hurried to meet the customer.
This customer looks very special. He is wearing an ancient dress and his hair is in the style of a modern person. After seeing Zhang Hao, he asked politely: "Hello, are you the boss? Are you still taking orders?"
Zhang Hao looked at the customer, he was a little hesitant, not knowing How to call him? In the end, he decided to use the title of "customer": "This customer, you should know where we are, right?"
The customer nodded: "I know." As he said that, he took out I gave a shabby business card and handed it to Zhang Hao, "This is Yin and Yang Inn. I have been looking for it for many years and finally found you."
Many years? Zhang Hao was a little surprised. It hasn't been long since my inn opened? He took the business card in confusion and looked at it, and found that this business card could indeed withstand the title of "many years".
The business cards they use now are all black and white on white, concise and clear, and only clearly write down their name, address and their contact information. After all, fame has already risen, so there is no need to introduce too much business. And sometimes, the business introduced on the business card will limit customers to a certain extent.
However, this business card is obviously the business card of the previous generation. It is yellow and wrinkled, with severe curling edges, and is covered with various unknown stains. The handwriting on it is barely visible. According to Zhang Hao’s years of experience underground, paper made of this material must be buried underground for at least a hundred decades before it can reach this level.
But the question is, where did Yin and Yang Inn come from a hundred decades ago? Zhang Hao turned his eyes to the man and asked, "Where did you get this business card?"
The man replied, "In my lover's tomb." (End of this chapter)
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