The underworld is full of gloomy winds, the sky is filled with mist, and the ground is desolate.
At this time, the scene in the underworld echoed Xiang Que's mood. He was very unhappy, unhappy, and beautiful.
Xiang Que's anger came from the man in the hoodie whom he killed behind. This man actually couldn't be killed, but he couldn't kill him because the man in the hoodie had touched the deepest part of Xiang Que's heart that couldn't be touched.
The bottom line is, this is a hornet's nest, but you can't help but poke it. If you poke it, it will sting you all over your body.
For the first time since he came out of the Gujing Temple, he was hesitant and timid about doing things, and even looked forward and backward after finishing the work. This was not in line with his temperament, but he was forced by the situation, which made people feel helpless.
Xiang Que's confidence comes from the fact that Gujing Guan is his strong backing. Yu Qiuyang, Qi Changqing, and Lao Tao are the pillars of Gujing Guan. With them, Xiang Que doesn't have to worry even if the sky falls. But now a very melancholy situation exists.
In front of me, the background of this man in a hoodie is comparable to the Heavenly Avenue, too deep and too complicated!
After a while, the dead soul behind Xiang Que was nourished by the breath of the underworld for a while, and his intelligence gradually recovered. He looked around blankly, looking at the dim sky and desolate ground that he had never seen before, as well as the extremely uncomfortable feeling outside his body.
The familiar aura and his severed hand that had recovered as before.
For a long time, he gritted his teeth in shock and said, "Xiang Que, are you crazy? How dare you kill me?"
"You're just trying to compete, you're all dead, aren't you talking nonsense?" Xiang Que turned around and stared at him with gloomy eyes and said, "What's wrong with me? Killing you is like killing a dog."
The man in the hoodie was stunned. Only then did he truly realize that he was indeed dead.
"Whoa!" The ghost of the man in the hoodie suddenly turned purple and gray, he was dead, and everything became a passing cloud.
"Kill me, can you afford the price? Xiang Que, you are really a madman?"
Xiang Que clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head and said, "I am indeed crazy sometimes, but in fact I am still normal most of the time. If you don't force me, can I be crazy? Also, you overestimate your status.
Even if Gujing Temple is not as good as your home, so what, our Gujing
There are only four people in the world. Do you know what it means to break it into parts? We are so anxious that the four of us can find a place to hide. Can you find it? Besides, you think you are the only one?
Is it worth your going to war to deal with our Gujing Temple?"
"Haha, my name is Kong Decheng, a man of the Nade generation. Do you know what this means?"
Xiang Que tilted his head and said directly without thinking: "Nei Kong, a direct lineage, there are more than 200 people alive."
The man in the hoodie has lost his temper. It will be in vain if you try to make threats or gain courage at this time, because you are already dead, so anything you say is just like farting. The man in the hoodie actually relies on the fact that he dares to provoke Xiang Que.
There are two points, the straw man in his hands and his dazzling identity, but these two points have now been crushed in the eyes of Xiang Que, a madman. Whatever you say, it will be in vain.
Death is like a lamp going out, everything has become a passing cloud.
At this time, the man in the hoodie felt very regretful. He felt that he had made a very serious mistake. He was arrogant and arrogant. His eyes were covered by the light above his head, and now he regretted it.
Before Hoodie Man died.
In Qufu, there is an ancestral hall in a huge mansion. There are life tablets worth at least several hundred yuan hung around the ancestral hall. These life cards have the same effect as the life soul lanterns in Gujing Temple and the soul cards in the Miao Village in southern Guizhou.
, the life card contains the vitality of a living person. Once the person dies, the life card will break into pieces, which means that the person is no longer alive.
"Crack" a subtle sound suddenly resounded in the silent ancestral hall. Immediately, someone in the side room outside the ancestral hall was suddenly awakened. After entering the ancestral hall, he frowned and looked around. After a while, he whispered softly: "Kong Decheng, inside
Kong Zhixian, the 82nd generation grandson, died suddenly and suddenly at the age of thirty-five, the cause of death is unknown.”
The man then took out his phone and flipped through the phone book. There were actually over a thousand contacts in his address book. But one thing that was a little surprising was that all of these over a thousand contacts had the same last name.
hole!
This person called up the phone number of a person named Kong Xianglin and dialed it. After the call was connected, he said directly: "Kong Decheng died suddenly. He is dead. He will return home immediately."
After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply. He frowned and picked up the broken life tablet. He turned around and left the ancestral hall and quickly walked into a side door next to the main hall of the mansion. He reached out and knocked.
The door opened, and a low response came from inside: "Come in."
"Tap tap tap, tap tap tap." After the man entered the room, he actually used a very simple etiquette when greeting him. He dusted his sleeves, bent his waist at ninety degrees, cupped his hands and said: "Archdeacon, inside
Kong was directly related to Kong Decheng. He died suddenly for unknown reasons and his life card was broken."
The Archdeacon seems strange at first glance. Maybe it would be more appropriate to place such a person in ancient times hundreds of years ago, but in today's society, he looks a bit nondescript. At least, it should be
It's very rare.
This person was wearing a long robe, similar to the kind of robe worn by a cross talk actor. He was wearing quite quaint old-fashioned thousand-layer cloth shoes. A beard on his chin hung down to his chest. He looked meticulous and held a book in his hand.
The pages of the book look very old, and the fonts are still vertical.
This is like a person who traveled through time hundreds of years ago.
The Archdeacon put down the book in his hand. After listening to the words of the person in front of him, he thought for a while and then said: "Kong Decheng, a disciple of De generation and the son of Kong Xianglin, has been traveling abroad before. He is good at cursing and puppetry. His strength is in the late stage of concentration."
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"This is the man, Archdeacon"
The Archdeacon stretched out his hand and said: "Give me this life tablet."
The man respectfully handed over Kong Decheng's broken life tablet with both hands, and then stepped aside.
The Archdeacon holds the life tablet in his left hand and uses his thumb to count on his index finger, middle finger and ring finger for a moment.
"Huh?" The Archdeacon's face changed slightly with a "shua", and he faced the northwest of Qufu and said: "It's 216 kilometers away...outside Jinan City, it should be where he came from.
Something happened on the way to Qufu, and he died on the way just as he was about to reach his home?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and said with a slightly surprised look on his face: "Died on the way back home? I don't know if it was an accident or at the hands of others."
The Archdeacon stood up and said: "Go quickly, if it was an accident, forget it, but if you don't find out the cause of Kong Decheng's death immediately, then come back and report it."
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