Zhang Yueshan is not a person who is afraid of trouble.
After all, he has lived for more than a hundred years and has seen the impermanence of life and death. Even his beloved Buddha cannot resist the power of time.
At his age, even among the Zhang family, he is already over fifty among ordinary people, and more than half of his long life has passed.
Zhang Rishan doesn't value his own life and death that much, but...
Zhang Yueshan looked at Liang Wan, who was frightened and a little excited, and couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't sit back and watch Liang Wan die innocently in such a ghost place.
It was true that he asked Liang Wan to come here, but that didn't mean that he wanted Liang Wan to die.
"I seem to have discovered an interesting place...Zhang Rishan, take Liang Wan and leave the altar. I want to prove something."
At this moment, the blue-robed voice sounded from afar.
distance?
Several people were stunned, and then they realized that this guy had run down from the altar at some point, and was on guard among the crowd of ghosts?
What surprised a few people even more was that all the ghosts turned a blind eye to him. Only the nearest few ghosts glanced at him and then looked at the altar again.
"...I know what you mean!"
Zhang Rishan's face was filled with joy. It seemed that these ancient ghosts still believed in the principle that every grievance should be punished and every debtor should be punished. This would be much easier to deal with.
Zhang Yueshan quickly hugged Liang Wan, and after a few ups and downs, he came to Lanpao's side.
The black mist almost submerged the chests of the three of them. Of course, considering Liangwan's altitude, the black mist had already submerged her entire body...
It's very embarrassing.
"As expected...Hu Ming, please come down too. Most of the ghosts here won't embarrass us. It's just a false alarm."
Lanpao breathed a sigh of relief and greeted Hu Ming, who had a serious face.
"No...it just has nothing to do with you. I roughly understand one thing."
"I probably have something in common with this faceless old man, or something similar... Wan... he is indeed aiming at me!"
Hu Ming shook his head and said solemnly.
When Wangui emerged, Hu Ming's intuition was vaguely aware of this kind of thing.
However, at that time, Hu Ming only regarded it as Wangui's resentment towards living creatures and did not take it seriously.
But now, the "harmonious coexistence" between the other three and Wangui clearly shows that Wangui has no hostility towards living creatures, only hostility towards him.
This point is very interesting to ask.
Hu Ming asked himself that he was definitely not the kind of old monster that existed in ancient times that he had forgotten his memory. It was impossible for him to have any involvement with these existences thousands of years ago.
So, let’s make a bold guess as to what exactly Hu Ming has in common with this faceless man from ten thousand years ago?
First of all, the influence of bloodline tattoos can be eliminated.
Just look at Zhang Yueshan and Lanpao and you will know that this is absolutely impossible.
So, is it a system? Is it possible that this faceless man is also a systematic cheater?
No, impossible!
Hu Ming shook his head. Even in the unlikely event, Brother Wumao would cheat, but a system like this could be detected by a mere evil spirit? Don't be ridiculous.
So...…
"Is it a special aura unique to immortal people?"
"Brother Wu Maang, I seem to know something... the immortals from thousands of years ago? If that's the case, things will get even more interesting."
"The ancient ancestors discovered this and thought that you who are not old are a god? No, you are an immortal!!!"
"Although I haven't deciphered all the information in the wind and the ancient book left by Zhang Qishan, I have found common words..."
"People are on the mountain? People refer to immortal people. As the name suggests, in that ancient era, immortal people lived in the mountains... People on the mountains are like immortals!"
"In the stone slabs dug out from your altar, there are clearly pictographic characters similar to the characters for immortality."
"Regarding your records, the residents of Gutongjing are probably the only ones who know about it, right? I'm afraid they built the city underground not because of the snake, but because of you, right? The snake was just a surprise they discovered accidentally."
"Wang Zanghai has stayed here for hundreds of years and studied snakes just to kill his boring time. He also wants to find your traces, right?"
Hu Ming raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured in a low voice.
"It's just...old...ten thousand years ago...how did you in the barbaric era, or maybe even more distant times, get this immortality?"
"Also, are you dead now? If not, where did you go?"
"Are you the only one who has gained immortality, or... is there a group of immortals behind you?"
"Do those old guys inside the door know about you or your existence?"
Conan said that when all impossibilities are eliminated, the possibility that remains in the end, no matter how unbelievable, must be a fact!
However, there is still a problem now.
Hu Ming turned back and glanced at the portrait. If this man is really a perfect immortal, is the act of sacrificing his life... really necessary?
Is it necessary or not, a pretentious activity to show off to others and to show that you are different from others of the same kind?
Or does he need these lives to be sacrificed for him??
In the confused eyes of the three people, facing such a dangerous situation, Hu Ming did not panic at all, but his expression became more and more fanatical.
"Is he... crazy? Is he scared out of his mind?"
Among all the ghosts, Liang Wan said in shock.
"No, absolutely impossible! He is definitely not that fragile a man, not to mention, this scene can't do anything to him!"
"The man who single-handedly suppressed our clan and even nearly slaughtered all our gods, how could he be a fragile man?"
"Compared to what you said, I am more willing to believe... Hu Ming may have gained insight into something, for example, the secrets of Gu Tongjing, the secrets here..."
Lanpao licked his dry lips and said in a deep voice.
"Although I don't know what you are talking about, even if it is Hu Ming, if Wan Gui is hostile to him, I am afraid that he alone..."
Before Zhang Rishan finished speaking, he just cut open his palms with a dagger and smeared his hands with hot blood.
Whether it was the friendship between the two or for Liang Wan, Zhang Rishan could not just watch Hu Ming die.
At the same time, as if they had sensed the aura of disgust and fear in Zhang Rishan's blood, the ghosts around him subconsciously moved away from the three of them. Even the black mist receded a bit, revealing a large open space.
Even so, the ghosts regarded Zhang Yue Mountain as empty and just stared at Hu Ming, ready to move.
"No! You have never seen that man's terrifying methods..."
"Quantity will never cause him any trouble... We just watch quietly... He once singled out the terrifying methods of the gods inside the bronze gate deep in the Himalayas."
Lanpao smiled slightly, pulled Zhang Yueshan, and looked at Hu Ming with burning eyes.
call...
Whoosh…
...
At the same time, the Wanguis moved, and with the roaring sounds one after another, the masters of the black mist, Wangui launched a charge towards Hu Ming!!!