Wuxin, I don’t know where I came from and I don’t know where I’m going.

He doesn't even know who he is or how many years he has lived. Every once in a while, he falls asleep and loses his memory of the past hundred years.

But his blood is the natural enemy of monsters and monsters!

Note, it’s all monsters and monsters.

Regardless of justice or evil, as long as non-human creatures come into contact with his blood, they will suffer great harm.

He also has clairvoyance and can see through the disguises and traces of monsters, so he makes a living by catching monsters.

Because although he is immortal, he still needs to eat, otherwise he will always suffer from hunger.

The reason why he wanted to die was because he had to experience the separation of life and death, and repeated reincarnation again and again, which made him feel tired...

To be honest, Chen Gou didn't really understand this kind of pain.

If possible, he sincerely hopes that this kind of pain can be let go of Wu Xin and let the horse come towards him. It would be better if it can be ten times more violent.

But having said that, since he has no intention of seeking death, it might not be a bad idea to satisfy him.

Chen Gou didn't believe that he could be resurrected after being burned to ashes at a temperature of 8,000 degrees. If he couldn't be directly refined into runes, he would have to die, right?

Of course, before that, Chen Gou hoped to directly decipher the secrets of his race and immortality.

As for Gu Xuanwu...

Chen Gou touched his chin and pondered for a while, then suddenly pressed his finger on his name, then opened the second chapter of the talisman scroll and entered his dream directly.

…………

Wenxian County Commander's Office a few miles away.

Gu Xuanwu was sleeping with his third concubine in his arms, having sweet dreams.

In the dream, he had strong troops and horses. He first captured the city of Tianjin, then took control of Peiping and became a direct boss. Then he sent his troops southward and captured the beaches of Shili Yangchang.

My concubine also married into the thirty-eighth house, and she changed it every day for a month without repeating it...

But just when he was about to marry his 39th concubine at the Pujiang Hotel, the most luxurious restaurant in Shanghai, there was a sudden "boom" and the earth shook, and everything disappeared.

The strong army disappeared, the splendid hotel disappeared, and the concubine disappeared, and she was furious.

"His grandma, whoever is using deception to kill my concubine, get out of here!"

Gu Xuanwu roared from all sides. Anyway, the people in the dream were extremely confident.

At this moment, a door of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then a man who looked almost like him, wearing ancient robes and holding a cane, walked out.

"Guisun, who did you just tell to get out?"

"What's wrong with you? No...who are you calling grandson?"

Gu Xuanwu rolled up his sleeves and was ready to get started.

With his temper, if he didn't have a gun in his hand, no soldiers around him, and he felt that he might not be able to defeat the opponent, he would have pounced on him and punched him.

"What's wrong with scolding you?"

The man raised his hand and drew the staff with his eyes. He glared and hummed: "I am your ancestor, can't I call you a grandson?"

"Ancestor... Ancestor?!"

Gu Xuanwu was stunned for a moment. Naturally, he didn't believe it at first, but after seeing that the other person looked similar to himself, he couldn't help but hesitate.

So he asked: "How can you prove that you are my ancestor?"

The man sneered: "Then you first prove that you are your father's son?"

Gu Xuanwu was speechless.

He is his father's son... It sounds natural to say it, but if you really want to prove it in black and white, it feels like you are deliberately making things difficult for others.

Seeing this, the man snorted angrily: "My Gu family has been a butcher for generations, and I have an ancestral butcher's knife. It should be in your hands now. Also, think about it with your mind. Apart from your ancestors, who can give you a dream to remind you that you have a butcher's knife?"

A bloody disaster?"

Gu Xuanwu was shocked when he heard the "ancestral pig-killing knife" because he did have such a knife in his hand.

When he heard the words "bloody disaster" again, he no longer cared about the authenticity of his ancestors, and hurriedly asked: "What bloody disaster? Don't fool me!"

"Did you forcefully buy and sell a house in Wen County not long ago? Let me tell you that there are evil spirits in that house, killing people, skinning them, eating their flesh, and drinking their blood!"

The man leaned on the ground with his cane: "It's pretty good now. In a few days, she will come to you at night, insert her hair into your throat, wrap around your heart, liver, spleen, kidney and stomach, and then take it all out of your mouth."

Pull it out and eat it!"

"hiss……"

Gu Xuanwu took a deep breath, his face turned blue with fear even in his dream.

Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he had heard that the ghost in the house really liked to tear people to pieces with their hair. He immediately became more convinced. He rushed forward and shouted: "My ancestors are here, I am honored by my grandson.

Please my ancestors to save me!"

The man glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "That female ghost has set her sights on you. For this reason, only one person can save you. Tomorrow go to the city to find a man named Chen Gou. This is his portrait...

"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched the void, and a portrait was directly condensed.

There is no doubt that it is exactly what Chen Gou looks like!

"Remember, only he can save you, all other mages are just frivolous and unreliable!"

After the mysterious man said this, his figure drifted toward the light door behind him, becoming increasingly faint.

"Wait a minute, my ancestors haven't told me who this person is yet?"

"He is... your father."

Gu Xuanwu's head was full of black lines: "Don't deceive me, I have seen my father, he doesn't look like this!"

The man's expression remained unchanged: "You know that your father died more than ten years ago, and then he was reincarnated and became the person in the portrait now. Do you understand?

He is an accomplished man in this life, and he will definitely not recognize you at first, but you must fight hard to get him to accept you as his son, otherwise no one will be able to save you when disaster strikes!"

"I understand, ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely find dad and let him accept me!"

As the figure completely disappeared from the light door, Gu Xuanwu also woke up from his dream and suddenly sat up from the bed, waking up the third concubine next to him.

"Commander, what happened so late at night?"

Gu Xuanwu looked serious: "I dreamed about my ancestor. He asked me to go find my father tomorrow and make him recognize me."

"..."

The third aunt Tai had a question mark and an exclamation mark on her forehead.

At the same time, at the foot of the Mass Grave Hill, Chen Gou also exited the dreamland.

He tricked Gu Xuanwu by falling into a dream, not to fulfill his wish and then refine it into runes.

In his eyes, Gu Xuanwu was powerless, and when he refined it into runes, he was just rubbish.

But Gu Chengwu also has Gu Chengwu's value, and the army in his hands is still useful.

Practitioners and ordinary people are two seemingly parallel but intersecting groups, because no matter how powerful one is, it is impossible for one person to do everything.

For example, if Chen Gou wants to control the world and collect its resources, he must support an agent.

This is the same thing as the Holy See cultivating various puppet forces in the abyss world.

The reason why Chen Gou chose Gu Xuanwu was because although he was sometimes short-sighted, he was not confused on major matters and was sincere, making him much more reliable than Zhang Xianzong and his like.

Chen Gou then continued to look at the wish-seeking chapter on the first page of the talisman scroll, and was instantly pierced by a golden name that blinded him.

Taotie!

It's not that the name shines brightly, but the aura emanating from it is extremely terrifying.

But Taotie's wish is not to live longer, but to... return to the mountains and seas!

"Mountains and seas...which mountains and seas?"

"The World of Classics of Mountains and Seas?"

"Did this glutton come from the mountains and seas?"

Hundreds of thoughts flashed through Chen Gou's mind instantly.

The secret of the origin of the mythical beast Taotie was solved, but more questions emerged.

As a mythical beast, why did he come here from the world of Shan Hai Jing?

Why is the life span approaching?

What does the coffin in the ancient tomb have to do with him?

After pondering for a long time, Chen Gou put his finger on Taotie's name, then opened the second chapter, preparing to enter Taotie's dream and try to communicate with him.

To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be tied. Since the secret is related to Taotie, then just ask him directly.
To be continued...