He Xingzhen really couldn't figure out what was going on. He quickly helped the old man up, and he stood there stupidly. The old man hurriedly let him into the back room and poured tea again.
Keep talking.
The old man said to He Xingtian: "Sir, you don't have to be afraid! We were all well-trained soldiers when we were alive. Three thousand years ago, we were originally under the command of General Chihun. We went through hundreds of battles in the war between gods and demons, but in the end,
We all died in battle." As he said that, he leaned forward and his eyes were fixed on He Xingtian's eyes.
He Xingtian's brain was spinning rapidly, and he looked the old man up and down, "Did I really encounter a ghost?" His eyes were full of doubts.
"Sir, you guessed it right, we are indeed ghosts, but we do not mean any harm. We are all good soldiers and organized. You don't have to be afraid." The old man said again.
He Xingtian couldn't help but gasped. When the old man saw this, he said, "Don't panic. There are evil people and good ghosts. We will not hurt you. You can rest assured!"
He Xingtian was actually very scared, but being here, he could only calm down and see what the old man wanted to do! He said to him, "If you have anything to say, just say it! I'm all ears!"
"He Xingtian said calmly.
"Three thousand years ago, after our team was defeated, the dead were buried here. We have always hoped to be reincarnated, but we are afraid of losing the memory of our previous lives. I don't know what happened, but we have always been outside the Three Realms.
, there is no reincarnation, let alone the loss of souls. It must be blessed by the gods, so we have kept the status quo. We practice with concentration, hoping that one day we can go to the battlefield again and avenge Lord Chihun. Our wise and powerful Lord Chihun!"
, burst into tears.
"Chihun! That's the all-powerful Chihun three thousand years ago! He was the leader of the demon world!" He Xingtian said.
"That's right! He is our Lord Chihun! I think back then, he led us to fight against the God Realm. After hundreds of battles, we almost won, but for some reason he suddenly failed and ended up with a miserable end!"
, once again dejected.
"Both sides fight, and each has its own victory or defeat. This is a normal thing for military strategists! Don't get too entangled!" He Xingtian persuaded.
"You don't know! That war lasted for more than ten years. The war continued, the world was dark, and the people were in dire straits. It was a catastrophe! It really shouldn't have happened!" said the old man.
"Who are you fighting with?" He Xingtian asked.
The old man didn't answer. He didn't seem to hear He Xingtian's question. In fact, He Xingtian asked knowingly. Seeing that he didn't answer, he didn't ask further.
"Is your Lord Chihun dead?" He Xingtian changed the question again and continued to ask.
"Our Lord Chihun, since the talisman was stolen, has lost his previous divine power, and finally failed. Is he dead or alive? To be honest, we really don't know. However, one thing is for sure, that is, we are not
I didn’t see any corpses,” the old man said.
"Rule diagram! Is it the rune diagram that has been circulated in the world for a long time? Is the legend true?" He Xingtian's eyes glowed with a strange light! "Tell me the story of the rune diagram again!" He Xingtian said eagerly
Showing off vividly! But at this time, the old man stopped answering.
He Xingtian had no choice but to listen to what he said!
"That is to say, it is possible that your Lord Chihun is still alive!" He Xingtian raised another question.
Speaking of this, He Xingtian's eyes were full of hope.
The old man fell to his knees with a plop, "The sky has eyes, and everyone knows that our Lord Chihun is a hero who is upright and will not let him die in an unknown way!" As he said that, he kowtowed to the sky outside.
Get started.
"Have you been here for three thousand years now?" He Xingtian asked.
"Yes! We were buried here after our death and have not been moved. However, after all the wind and rain, our tombs need to be repaired. You are the first person in three thousand years to stop for tea while passing by here. We are very grateful.
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"Isn't that right? When I just came in, I saw that your house was neat and orderly, and not dilapidated as you said!" He Xingtian said.
The old man cried, "What you saw is just an illusion. Come and take a look now!" He said and asked He Xingtian to come to the window and look outside. He Xingtian took a closer look and found that indeed, the rows of tombs were very...
It was short, overgrown with weeds everywhere, surrounded by the remains and excrement of various beasts, and was extremely filthy.
He Xingtian turned around and was shocked. He saw that the house was full of potholes, had a bad smell, and had no place to stay. The leisurely atmosphere just now was completely gone, let alone the warmth, comfort and tranquility.
He Xingtian said quickly: "Okay, okay, I understand, let's return to the original state!"
At this time, the old man had disappeared. He Xingtian searched carefully inside and outside, but could not find him.
Suddenly, a faint voice came, "Sir, I'm sorry, the villain talked too much and revealed the secret, so I have to shut up! See you later!"
The old man never showed up despite your greetings. He Xingtian knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He immediately walked towards the door quickly. At this moment, there was a roar and the whole house collapsed. Fortunately, He Xingtian was not hit.
There was only some dust on his head. When He Xingtian came back to his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of the cemetery. There were hundreds of tombs neatly arranged in front, back, left, left and right.
The withered grass on the grave swayed in the snow, which was so desolate that He Xingtian shed tears.
I don't know how long it took... He Xingtian couldn't help but trembled all over, and he came to his senses immediately! There was already a thick layer of snowflakes on his body.
At this moment, dozens of fast horses came galloping over. The people on the horses were shouting loudly, stepping on the snow and facing the wind, which was very majestic.
They came flying towards me, and after entering the cemetery, they suddenly disappeared.
He Xingtian suddenly understood that these people were the ones drinking in the inn.
He Xingtian felt that he couldn't just leave like this, so he shouted loudly, "Hey! I'm leaving! I will come back to repair your tomb! Don't worry! I keep my word, and I can definitely do it.
Don't worry, my entrusted person!" After saying that, he bowed deeply three times, then walked back.
The wind and snow got worse, and He Xingtian no longer remembered the way he came, nor did he know which direction to go. He just remembered that there was a big tree outside the inn.
"Let's go! We can only leave it to fate!" He Xingtian thought.