Wu Siyuan turned around and saw that the door was pushed open easily.
A strong man wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat was standing at the door.
He looked at Wu Siyuan, and Wu Siyuan looked at him.
"Is something wrong?" Wu Siyuan asked.
The man who came suddenly didn't say a word, but walked in minding his own business, put down his bamboo hat, patted the raindrops on his body, and looked like he was at home.
This confused Wu Siyuan, and he wondered whether he had missed the scholar's memory: this simple and dilapidated thatched house did not belong to him, or he shared it with others.
But Wu Siyuan went through the scholar's memory again - this is indeed his house!
The scholar has no impression of this vigorous young man!
So, is his behavior intended to stay overnight, or is he intending to occupy a magpie's nest?
Wu Siyuan's mind moved, and the detection skill attached to [Shennongjiao Space] was activated, and he looked at this vigorous young man.
"Eh..." Wu Siyuan noticed something unusual at this glance.
Not to mention luck or anything else, he is extraordinary.
But the key point is that Wu Siyuan saw a vague spiritual power in him.
In other words, this world has extraordinary power.
This refreshed Wu Siyuan's spirit. Fortunately, this world is not an ordinary world, and it still has extraordinary powers.
This world finally has some value, and the extraordinary world related to spiritual energy is also of great help to him, because his main training system is also based on spiritual power.
But Wu Siyuan still doesn't know how high the upper limit of this world is.
He saw that this healthy young man who came uninvited was only in the middle to late stages of Qi refining, and had not even reached the foundation building stage.
I don’t know what this young man’s level is in this world!
...Wu Siyuan just looked at this young man and thought to himself.
He stared at the young man so intently, which made the uninvited young man feel a little uncomfortable.
He shrugged, thought for a moment, took out a steamed bun from his pocket and handed it to Wu Siyuan. He still said nothing, but the meaning was obvious.
If he was a scholar who had been hungry for a few days before, he might have accepted the [rent] or the [food that came from here].
But Wu Siyuan.
Wu Siyuan measured his body, exposed the half-eaten food on the table, and showed it to the young man.
"Gudu..." Wu Siyuan heard the sound of the young man swallowing saliva. Roast chicken is much more delicious than a full head.
"Would you like to eat together?" Wu Siyuan asked kindly.
The young man looked happy at first and took out his left foot, but as if he thought of something, he hesitated, shook his head, and retracted his foot.
Wu Siyuan laughed when he saw this. He tore a chicken leg casually and ate it in front of the young man. While eating, he asked, "This is my house. You come here to take shelter from the rain. I welcome you, but you have to
Tell me your name."
Seeing how delicious Wu Siyuan's food was, the young man swallowed a few big mouthfuls of water, but he remained silent when faced with Wu Siyuan's question.
"You..." Before Wu Siyuan could finish speaking, he heard another knock on the door.
At the same time, a cold breath also followed.
This aura was mixed in the wind and rain, and an ordinary person would not be able to detect it at all.
Wu Siyuan was able to discover it because he had just mobilized the power of [Shennongjiao Space].
He frowned slightly, it was really a monster. He glanced at the young man and found that the young man's expression had become serious.
It seems he knows something, Wu Siyuan thought to himself.
The young man looked at Wu Siyuan. Although he said nothing, his eyes seemed to say, why don't you open the door?
"Haha..." Wu Siyuan just smiled, but still didn't move.
The knocking on the door outside became louder and more urgent.
Doubts flashed deep in the young man's eyes, and he didn't understand why Wu Siyuan was indifferent!
When Wu Siyuan saw this, he said, "I'm eating! My hands are oily and it's inconvenient. Please open the door for me."
As he spoke, he showed the chicken drumstick in his hand.
"Gudu Gudu..." The mute young man couldn't help but swallowed his saliva again. The roast chicken was slightly heated by Wu Siyuan, and it exuded an alluring fragrance, which was better than his cold steamed buns.
Much more delicious.
The young man couldn't bear it. At this time, the door was suddenly knocked open, revealing an old man with white hair and white beard, and a bloody mouth.
To be precise, there is only a body and no shadow.
The gloomy atmosphere in the room became even heavier.
"A water ghost who died with resentment?" Wu Siyuan thought as he looked at the ghost.
And the young man also took out an exquisite ax from his waist.
On that axe, Wu Siyuan sensed spiritual power.
This is an ax weapon.
only……
Looking at the young man holding an axe, and then at the old man with white hair and white beard, Wu Siyuan always felt that it was quite familiar, as if he was a character in some movie or TV show he had seen.
"Which movie is it?" Wu Siyuan couldn't remember it for a while.
The white-headed ghost at the door obviously did not have such good training to wait for Wu Siyuan.
Its cold gaze glanced over, lingering on the young man's body for a moment, and then two bunches of long white hair stretched out from the top of his head, mixed with strong Yin energy, and attacked Wu Siyuan.
It seems that the purpose of this white-headed ghost is to get rid of Wu Siyuan first.
Wu Siyuan looked at the oncoming ghost calmly and did not move, as if he was frightened by the ghost.
Because he knew that this young man, who was in the middle and late stages of Qi refining, would save him.
as expected.
The moment the white-headed ghost took action, the silent young man, like a raccoon cat, came over quickly, swung his ax, and looked precisely at the two bunches of ghost hair.
Black light and yellow light intersect.
Wu Siyuan seemed to hear a scream in his ears, and then he saw the yellow light of the young man's ax weapon overshadowing the black light. Two pieces of ghost hair fell to the ground, twisting like a snake, exuding a disgusting stench.
The white-headed ghost felt pain for a while, and the remaining ghost hair was taken back by it.
But the young man took advantage of the situation and pursued him, wielding an ax weapon and chased him out. The white-headed ghost seemed to be enraged, with white hair surging and ghost hair filling the sky, and it moved towards the young man. At the same time,
The white-headed ghost also raised its pointed claws and grabbed at the young man.
The two sides quickly broke into a fight.
Wu Siyuan sat back and watched the scene calmly, as if... watching a football match.
The two of them, oh no, one person and one ghost are fighting each other more and more fiercely.
The ghostly hair of the white-headed ghost surged like a giant snake, tearing his already dilapidated thatched house into pieces.
The young man's ax exploded with yellow light from time to time, and seemed to have a sharp-like restraint. While chopping down the ghost, he also accidentally destroyed several pillars of the thatched house.