Lin Shouxi turned around and the Taoist was staring at him. The closed right eye twitched, as if it was about to open it.

Lin Shouxi could have a premonition that if this eye was opened, all his secrets would be known.

But fortunately, it seems that opening your eyes once would cost a lot. The Taoist just hesitated for a moment and did not move more.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Shouxi returned to his position.

The demonic Taoist sat between candlelight, and the endless smell of fishy smell was deposited in the house. The storm outside knocked on the doors and windows. The ugly little ghost lying on the window smiled and stared at the house...

All this happened in real and absurdity.

The snow-haired girl who came to pick her up was named Xiaohe. In addition to her, there were two survivors in the house.

One is a little fat man who is crying and is named Wang Erguan, who seems to be Wang Ji's brother.

There is also a young man with a cold face. He had tested him before he entered the house, so he didn't know his name.

There were only four of the dozen young girls killed. The Taoist, who was the initiator, looked indifferent and disagreed.

"You are all lucky people."

The Taoist glanced around with his eyes and spoke, but his tone was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Everyone held their breath and no one dared to respond.

"You must be curious why you came here and where you should go next, right?"

The Taoist smiled slightly. He had killed people like a lot before, but now he was in a harmonious mood when facing the selected young girls, as if they were all rare treasures.

"I am the chief worshipper of the Wu family. I have practiced in Yunkong Mountain. You can call me...Yun Zhenren."

After introducing himself, Yun Zhenren began to talk about the whole story.

"This is Wuzhu Lake. Here is an ancient god sleeping at the bottom of the lake. He is the god we worship, called the God of Guarding."

"The Lord Guanzhang is one of the few great gods that have survived the ancient god war. Few people in the world know its existence. Back then, the first head of our Wu family made a contract with the gods by the Wuzhu Lake. From then on, the Wu family has lived in this dirty land for generations, watching the gods sleeping at the bottom of the lake. It has been two hundred and ninety-nine years."

"The content of the contract with the gods is very simple. He gave the Wu family a powerful bloodline. As the heir, the Wu family has been guarding the lakeside for generations. After the gods die, we will enter the divine residence and pass on its power."

"The God of Guardian once made a prophecy that its life can last for another three hundred years...that is, next year, however..."

Yun Zhenren paused, and the smile on his cheeks suddenly dissipated, like a broken mirror wet with blood.

"But ten days ago, God was killed."

God was killed?!

The little fat man Wang Erguan, and the snow-haired girl Xiaohe showed surprise.

Although they don’t know what kind of god it is, in their perception, God is a life that only exists in legends, ancient and powerful. How could such an existence be killed?

It is said that a first-generation ancient god once said a famous saying on the top of the mountain - except for the vast time and me, who can kill me?

"How could God be killed?" Xiao He shook his neck slightly, and his words were light and soft.

"Yes...how is it possible..."

The little fat man Wang Erguan also widened his eyes and murmured.

Yun Zhenren's face was as cold as frost, and his Taoist robe was beating rhythmically with the candlelight around him.

"I can't believe it either." Yun Zhenren said: "The god is sleeping at the bottom of the lake, but its statue has always stood by the cliff on the lakeside. The statue has golden eyes all year round, indicating the survival of the gods. But ten days ago... ten days ago, lightning penetrated the sky, and the lake water suddenly evaporated in large quantities, forming an unprecedented fog."

"When the white mist finally dissipated, the eldest son of the Wu family went to worship the statue and unexpectedly found two extremely deep traces on the statue, as if they were split by a sword."

The statue of the god connecting the body of the gods is indestructible, and even the thunder cannot leave traces on it. What splits it?

"It is also during the worship process that the gods burned for nearly three hundred years and their pupils were extinguished. The statue of the god fell into Wuzhu Lake in shattering. The water of Wuzhu Lake also began to evaporate in large quantities, revealing the shrine hidden below..."

Yun Zhenren didn't continue talking.

Lin Shouxi understood that when the statue of the gods broke, the gods died. The prophecy was a year ahead of schedule. The gods they watched and worshipped were killed by two unknown swords ten days ago.

God... This sounds like a majestic and powerful life, so powerful that a large family can spend three hundred years waiting just to obtain the power of its inheritance. But how could such a powerful life be killed?

What kind of terrible thing can kill a god?

Then, Lin Shouxi also understood that although the gods were killed, their family's responsibilities had to continue. Now that the lake water has faded, the divine court hidden at the bottom of the lake should have been revealed. They are going to the middle of the lake to receive the inheritance of the gods.

I was called here with these young girls, probably because I was also related to this matter.

"The god has passed away, and its power will be divided into three parts. The family has decided to inherit it by the eldest son, the second son, and the third lady. As for you..." Yun Zhenren paused, the sadness on his face disappeared, and he smiled again: "You were summoned here by the altar."

"Before the death of the gods, the gods opened the altar. They chose you thousands of miles away, and used their supreme power to open up the barriers of space and pull you to the altar. You are all appointed servants by God. Half a month later, three of you will accompany the three young ladies to enter the residence of God and gain strength. During this period, you must protect their safety. If everything goes well, you will become the attendant of God, and may even enter the realm of half a step in the future!"

Half-step realm of human and god.

As soon as this word came out, the heavy rain outside became quieter.

"You are lucky, so lucky that I feel jealous."

Yun Zhenren was sad and happy, and his words were ups and downs, and he had some kind of intimidating magic. Lin Shouxi discovered that everyone else was so engrossed in his ears, and even showed a fascination... He thought about the corpses that were everywhere under the cliff, and did not feel any luck at all.

Moreover, based on his rich experience, the so-called guardian god, the Wu family, which has been for three hundred years, is probably a cult, and these people are likely to be used as sacrifices.

"Okay, you have a rest for a night. I will teach you spells myself tomorrow. In a few days, the three young ladies will pick people myself."

This is the last sentence of Yun Zhenren.

The candle fire went out, a trace of coldness penetrated out of the window, and Master Yun disappeared.

Those fierce little ghosts also jumped off the window one after another, connected from beginning to end, and left.

Under the eaves and in front of the rain curtain, Yun Zhenren stopped and he inexplicably remembered the boy named Lin Shouxi.

"Can he see my inner demon?"

Yun Zhenren looked at the ugly little ghost following behind him, frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head: "How is this possible? How can the inner demon be seen by others?"

Alas, I must have been thinking too much recently and have developed such unrealistic ideas...

Yun Zhenren stepped into the rain and his figure floated away.

He was not afraid that the children would escape, because the ancient residence was surrounded by broken walls and high cliffs, and they could not move in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the entrance of a large mansion with a strong yin energy.

This is the Wu family.

A short old man was holding an umbrella and had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Is something wrong? Did the crazy woman divine something amazing again?" Yun Zhenren asked lightly.

"No." The old dwarf frowned and said, "Today, the priest went to investigate the statue and the altar in person, and he found something in the mud under the cliff."

"What?"

"A sword."

"Is the sword? Is it very important? Could it be the relics of the guardian?"

Yun Zhenren had tried his best to guess in a bold direction, but the result was still far beyond his expectations.

"No, no, that sword looks good, but there are no divine patterns on it, it's just a mortal sword, but..." The old dwarf suddenly trembled.

"But what?"

"But, the priest carefully compared the sword marks on the guard statue. One of the sword marks seemed to match it!" The old dwarf took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "That sword is probably the weapon to kill the guardian!"

"What did you say?!" asked Master Yun Li Ran.

The old man was silent and dared not speak.

"A mortal sword killed the guardian...how could it be possible? If a mortal sword is a weapon, what kind of person should the murderer be?"

Is the Wu family... going to suffer?

Yun Zhenren stood in the rain, and his clothes on his shoulders were wet without realizing it.

At this moment, in the house filled with blood, Lin Shouxi leaned against the wall thinking about something.

Since he woke up, he always felt that he had nothing missing, not Luoshu or Black Scale...

What is it?
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