This unique old man finally made Xi Feng suspicious. Ordinary people would not have such aura. So he walked around the woods for a few times, deliberately approached the old man, and greeted him respectfully: "Good morning, uncle!"

I don’t know if this old man is focused on practicing martial arts or his ears, but he turns a deaf ear to his greetings and is still trying his own Tai Chi.

"Uncle, your Tai Chi is really good. Can you teach me a few tricks?" Xi Feng stopped and said with a smile.

His flattering words made the old man hear it, and a look of pride appeared on his face. While slowly stretching his posture, he said angrily: "Boy, you are not a local, you should have come from the northwest?"

Xi Feng gave a thumbs up: "Uncle, you're so accurate. I came from the northwest. I just came here to do business shortly after I wanted to find a master to teach me how to do boxing."

The old man nodded deeply and said, "Your face is a little haggard and your eyes are covered with red silk. You must not have had a good sleep last night. However, you are full of energy and vigorous, and you are a master at first glance. Why do you have to teach me boxing? There is also a sense of power in the corners of your eyes, and your temples and eyebrows are full of righteousness. This is the characteristic of a master like you. Why do you have to deliberately ask me for advice? What are your intentions?"

Xi Feng couldn't help but secretly praised the old man's kung fu not only has deep skills, but his eyesight was also extraordinary. He laughed a few times and said, "Old man, you are so powerful, I admire you!" He said, and then gave a thumbs up. "I just found this good place for morning exercise today. I didn't expect to meet you. I could see that you were exposed and your magic and kung fu were unfathomable, so I came here to ask sincerely."

"Stop flattering me." This time the old man was no longer grateful and his face turned darker. "If you want to learn boxing, then I will start teaching you right away." As he said that, his right arm suddenly grew, and he grabbed Xi Feng's right wrist like lightning, and then his left hand was tugging towards his throat.

Now that the rabbit rises and falcons falls, Xi Feng is sneak attacked by the opponent before he can react. But he is not a bargain. Seeing that the opponent holds his left hand, he leans back and kicks his right foot at the same time, hitting the old man's armpit. He is a special forces soldier, and he focuses on actual combat when fighting with others. He does not play by the routine at all. The old man doesn't even defend himself. Not only does his left hand not hold his throat, he hits under the armpit.

"Ouch" with a sound of "Oh," he let go of Xi Feng's wrist and stepped back four or five steps. An old face was red, but the old man was quite good at picking up his face and coughed, "You are a guest from afar. I'll let you have a move. Otherwise, I'll lock your throat and hurt you."

Xi Feng held back his laughter, nodded and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr.."

But Yan Haoning was already laughing, covering his stomach and laughing, "This old man is so interesting. If you didn't show mercy on your feet, you could kick him half to death now, but he would have a heavy face and say you can give me a move."

The old man reached out to dust off his armpits and his face quickly returned to normal and said, "Boy, you have such a good kung fu, why should you learn boxing from me? Tell me honestly, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

Seeing that I could not hide this old man, Xi Feng simply went straight in: "Uncle, I actually came here for a walk last night. I encountered a strange thing, and a black shadow jumped around. Although I had practiced a little Taoist spell, I didn't carry the corpse-suppressing talisman on my body, so I ran away in the end. I would like to ask you, is it unclean nearby, and zombies often appear?"

The old man stared at him, his eyes a little complicated for a moment. After a while, the old man said half-believingly: "There have never been zombies nearby, but there are ghosts. Did you really see zombies last night?"

Xi Feng nodded: "It's definitely a zombie, but it's slightly different from zombies. I suspect it's a mutant."

The old man was moved immediately, his face was gloomy and sunny. Finally, he turned his head and looked southeast and said, "There is a 'Little Yan Mountain' thirty miles away. It is said that there is an ancient temple on the top of the mountain. There is a coffin placed inside. No one knows who the deceased is and how many years it has been left. But someone has seen zombies on the mountain, and Mr. Yin and Yang have investigated it. It is said that he has never come down again after going up the mountain, which has become a mystery since then. In addition, there are no rumors of zombies within a radius of a hundred miles of Qufu."

Yan Haoning said: "This rumor is probably unreliable. Demon corpses generally do not enter prosperous places, especially in cities, with dense populations and heavy yang energy. Besides, the demon corpses have this skill and have already rushed into the mountain village to find food. Why do they have to come to the suburbs to do evil? This old man is confusing the view and covering up the truth about his murder."

Xi Feng was not Wang Lin, so he didn't listen to her analysis at all. He looked to Southeast with the old man's eyes and asked, "What's going on with what the old man said?"

The old man said: "Since recent, many people have been killed, and wronged souls have been born, so this area is often haunted." After that, he turned around and walked out of the forest.

Xi Feng followed him and asked, "What about these unjust souls?"

The old man stopped suddenly, almost hitting him, and quickly retracted. The old man turned his head and looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, "Why are you asking the bottom line here?"

"Just curious." Xi Feng smiled.

"Hmph, I'm so old, so easy to cheat. You must have a purpose. Since you don't tell the truth, why should I tell you?" The old man had a weird temper. He quickly walked out of the forest, rode his bicycle and left.

Xi Feng shouted loudly from behind: "Uncle, I haven't asked you about the surname Gao yet..."

"Your uncle is gone!" Yan Hao laughed happily again, and then urged: "Chasing him quickly, he is a clue, don't let it go."

Xi Feng shook his head: "He is not the murderer."

"Why are you so sure?" Yan Haoning frowned.

"With his ability, he can't drive the demon corpse. If he were the murderer, if we broke through his secret in this forest, we would have used the corpse poison long ago." Xi Feng said as he returned to the forest and came to the poplar tree that hides ghosts.

"Your inference is a bit arbitrary. The so-called real person does not show his appearance. He may be deliberately showing weakness to you. He also breaks the secret of him in the woods. It is impossible to kill people in broad daylight. By the evening, I think I will come to find us." Yan Haoning speculated according to his own ideas in dissatisfaction.

Xi Feng bit his finger and drew a circle on the black gas of the tree bark, took out the finishing pen and opened the yin and yang eyes, and then said to her: "Yes, you all know that if he is the real murderer, he will definitely come to us at night. Why bother rushing to follow him now?"

Yan Haoning was immediately speechless when he was said, and couldn't help but feel very angry, so he changed the subject and vented: "You all know that there is no need to open the Yin-Yang Eyes, why do you still spend your energy so much? It's really a pig's head among pig's heads. It should be called the best pig's head!"

Xi Feng smiled and said, "I am different from Wang Lin. I rely on you in everything. I will never rely on others if I can do it myself." As he said that, he used Yin and Yang eyes to peek into the situation inside the tree. In fact, Yin and Yang eyes cannot see through the body of the book. He can only see whether there are ghosts hidden inside through the portal opened with Yang blood.
Chapter completed!