At this time, the old Taoist has awakened Zhong Kui's soul, and his knowledge is naturally much better than that of ordinary people.
So he could tell at a glance that the position on my chest was my last chance of survival.
The area on my chest was intact under the protection of the mirror, and was faintly protected by a layer of Buddhist golden light, which proved that I was fine.
Otherwise, I should have been shattered to pieces by that frightening thunder.
But although there is a glimmer of hope left, no one can guarantee when I will wake up.
After all, no one has ever experienced such a thing like resisting a thunderstorm.
Although Xiao Bai was sad and had watched a lot of ridiculous TV series, he didn't want to yell like the women in the TV series.
She knew that the most important thing now was to regain her strength first, and then she could take care of her master.
So he agreed to Lao Tao's suggestion of taking turns taking care of me.
In this way, the day passed.
Duanmu woke up in the middle, and he was not injured except that his mind was a little confused.
This guy sat for a long time before he came back to his senses. I gasped when I saw the bed was like charcoal.
The old Taoist told him what had happened, and Duanmuqing was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this time the game was so big. Not only was there a monk who had become a demon, but he even made thunder from the sky.
"This guy shouldn't be human, right?"
At this time, Chen Zheng, who had been observing me for a day, finally couldn't help himself and asked the old Taoist.
He is the successor of Fatiansi, so his eyesight is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.
He had seen the extremely powerful thunder yesterday with his own eyes. If ordinary people were hit by this thunder, they would not even be able to survive.
But now, although I look like a piece of coal and miserable, at least my body is intact.
This kind of powerful body is definitely not something ordinary humans can achieve.
The most important thing is that under the thunder that day, I still retained a glimmer of hope. This is something Chen Zheng could not figure out.
So he has concluded that I am definitely not a human being, let alone an ordinary villain.
"Your master asked you to come down the mountain to assist the boss. Didn't he tell you the true identity of the boss?"
The old Taoist looked at Chen Zheng with some surprise and asked.
Chen Zheng glanced at the old Taoist, his attitude was very respectful.
After all, the wretched-looking old man in front of him was actually Zhong Kui, which he had seen with his own eyes.
Although he is the successor of Fatiansi, he still has a certain respect for Heavenly Master Zhong Kui.
"Master just asked me to go down the mountain to find the person who should be robbed, but did not tell me the true identity of this person."
Chen Zheng replied politely and never dared to call himself young master again.
The old Taoist nodded, knowing that this was what happened. He couldn't help but reached out and patted Chen Zheng on the shoulder, saying: "Not knowing is a good thing. Don't ask more questions in the future. Knowing more is not good. Trust me."
After hearing his words, Chen Zheng looked confused, but he didn't dare to say anything more.
The old Taoist glanced at me who looked like charcoal on the bed, sighed, and walked out.
Duanmuqing also followed and walked out.
Now the Lao Dao's momentum is obviously different from before. This is because the souls of the current Lao Dao and Zhong Kui have been merged together. It can be said that the current Lao Dao is Zhong Kui.
But no one knows why, at this time, the old Taoist still retains his previous obscene style.
I don’t know if the old Taoist fell in love with this feeling, or if Zhong Kui was originally like this.
"How is Big Ear doing now?" Duanmuqing asked the old man.
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. I deal with ghosts, but the boss is a zombie. I have never been exposed to this kind of thing."
Having said this, Lao Dao paused for a moment, and then said: "I have called the shop to inform the shop. The little guy should be arriving in the next two days."
The little guy in his mouth is the Queen.
After sending me back last night, Lao Dao had already called the shop and asked Captain Xu from the criminal police team to come to Yunnan with the kid.
Mu Mu wants to be in charge of the shop, but the most important thing is that he has no identity and can't even buy a ticket, so he can only trouble Xu Yang and bring the little guy here.
Although the little guy has a temperament similar to that of a little kid, he is one of the four zombie kings in ancient times. He is the only one who knows my situation best.
"Would you like to go out for a walk?" Lao Tao looked at Duanmu Qing and asked.
Duanmuqing shook his head.
Now that he stands with the old Taoist, he no longer has the calmness he once had.
Although the old Taoist still looks as wretched as before, Duanmuqing can notice that the old Taoist now is different from before.
The old Taoist did not force Duanmu Qing, but whistled and said, "If you don't go out, then the Taoist will go shopping alone."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.
The current veteran's mood is also a bit complicated.
Although he has accepted the fact that he is Zhong Kui, the old Taoist still finds it difficult to accept it in his heart.
After all, the integration of two kinds of thinking takes a certain amount of time, so the current veteran needs time to digest this information.
Lao Dao walked out alone, then walked along the road, walked to the intersection, turned around and arrived at yesterday's B&B.
At this time, the B&B was in terrible condition. There was a big hole in the yard and the house had been moved to the ground.
It has now been cordoned off, but there are still many people watching and pointing.
The old man came to the side, stared at the big pit for a moment, and then frowned slightly.
Now the old Taoist has awakened Zhong Kui's soul and can see the problem at a glance.
Although the target of the thunder was that monk, even though the monk resisted the thunder.
But no matter how powerful the thunder was, the monk would still leave some clues.
But now, there is no breath at all in the entire courtyard, not even a trace of flesh and blood left.
This is definitely not normal.
The old Taoist walked around the courtyard, his brows furrowed even more. There was something wrong with that monk.
If it were a living person, even under the thunder, there would be a trace of flesh and blood left behind, but there was nothing in the yard.
Then there is only one possibility: that monk is not a human being.
In other words, that monk is not flesh and blood!
"Damn, where did this monk come from to be so evil?"
The old man looked at it, shook his head, and walked outside.
"Catch him, catch him quickly, this man is crazy!"
Just then, a shout came from the street.
The old man looked intently and saw several policemen chasing a man.
The man shouted something unknown and ran forward, waving his hands as if he was really crazy.
