"Liar, you are just like that old man..." Xiang Que suddenly jumped up and cursed: "It's ridiculous that those people are still feeling sad for you outside, but you are treating them like monkeys."
Xiang Que breathed heavily and calmed down a little before saying, "If I didn't trick them out, do you think they would still be alive at this time?"
At the beginning, Xiang Que really wanted to keep Lai Benliu, Kong Dejing and Miss Xun'er in silence to prevent them from spreading the news about this place, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go because he was offended.
The Kong family and Lai Benliu had nothing to do with each other, but the girl Xun'er, whose identity he still didn't know until now, made him a little frightened. This woman's background was definitely not simple.
It wouldn't be wise to make enemies, so Xiang Que came up with a trick and sent them all out, sacrificing himself for others and staying behind.
"None of you Gujingguan people are good," Xiang Que said angrily.
"Noisy." The old man frowned and stared at Xiang Que for a few times before saying, "How come you have this ghost thing on your body?"
Xiang Que spread his hands and said helplessly: "If it weren't for this ghost, I might not have the chance to worship at the Gujing Temple... He was already there when I was in my mother's womb, and later I
Master took me in as soon as he met me. This ghost has been sealed in my body for more than 20 years, and he will be released in less than two years."
"Haha, two years, two years." Xiang Que suddenly laughed maniacally, with a twisted and ferocious look on his face: "Two years from now, I'll see what else you can use to seal me off, and I'll give it to you based on your current ability.
You can't do anything to me in two years, and I'll be able to see the light of day again after two more years of suffering."
"Whoa!" The old man in the village suddenly walked up to Xiang Que, and then pointed at his seal. Xiang Que immediately stood still and his body stiffened. The soul of the old man in the village immediately floated up and penetrated into Xiang Que with a "whoosh".
missing body.
At this time, Xiang Que regained consciousness. After being stunned, a roar came from his body: "You guys in Gujing Temple are all a group of male thieves and female prostitutes. What will happen if you come in, old guy? I can still get out of trouble in two years.
If you dare to destroy me, this kid won’t survive.”
After a ray of soul of Old Man Shang entered Xiang Que's body, he forcibly suppressed the angry Xishan Old Tomb. Xiang Que then used the Ten Palaces of Hell Prison Suppressing Picture to seal him. A moment later, Old Man Shang appeared again, Xiang Que
Que Dui sat on the ground and asked with a tired look: "Master, is this guy still hard for me to kill after two years?"
"Judging from the current situation, the hope is indeed slim," the old man said with a solemn nod.
Xiang Que had a dejected look on his face. He had unlocked the seal before and let Xishan Old Tomb reveal himself, just to let Old Man Shang judge whether he could kill the other party in two years with his own level. But now when he heard that this master
After Zu's words, Xiang Que suddenly became confused.
I have struggled for more than twenty years, but I still can't overcome this hurdle?
It has been more than a year since he came down from the mountain. He has been concentrating on the jinru and clearing the yin. He has gained the fortune of heaven and listened to the sound of heaven. His realm has steadily risen, in order to win the old grave in Xishan when he was twenty-five years old. But more than a year later, he
I got another disappointing news from the old man in the village. Two years later, there is still no hope!
"What I'm saying is that there is not much hope for you now, but you seem to have forgotten that before this, you had no hope at all." The old man put his hands behind his back and said in a teaching tone: "These two sentences
Can't you tell the difference between the words? In two years, you may be able to hope that you will become less confident, and in the end you may completely crush him."
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que raised his head a little excitedly.
The old man continued: "Besides, if you die, you will die. Look, I have been dead for more than two thousand years. I can still talk to you. I am just a skinned person. If I die, I will be gone."
Xiang Que was suddenly confused, blinking with confused eyes and asked: "Master, do you think I have hope or no hope?"
"What are you asking me? How should I answer you?" The old man looked at him very speechlessly and said: "I want you to look away and don't get entangled. Life and death are destiny and wealth is in the sky. For you, you should look away.
The word life and death, if you are always wandering between these two words, then in the end you will probably end up with only one end."
Xiang Que finally understood why the people in Gujing Temple were so out of tune. It turned out that this foundation was laid down more than two thousand years ago, and it was not righteous at all.
"Master" raised his head to Que, his eyes filled with longing and longing, and his expression was filled with excitement.
The old man lowered his head and said, "I'm going to leave soon. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Xiang Que blinked his hungry eyes and asked, "Where is the Heavenly Book?"
Two years after going to the hospital, life and death were determined. Xiang Que didn't plan to think about such far-off things for the time being, and only looked at the immediate future.
The old man's heavenly book was the purpose of his coming here. Regardless of whether Huang Shigong was his master or not, Xiang Que wanted that heavenly book. Before, it was divided equally between the four of them, but now all three of them have been deceived by him.
If you go out, can't you just have it all to yourself?
The old man in the village asked in surprise: "What heavenly book?"
"Ah?" Xiang Que opened his mouth in a daze, then quickly stood up and said with a dance: "The Heavenly Book, no, don't you know the Heavenly Book? That's right, it's the one in your hand..."
Is there a heavenly book?"
"Two thousand years ago, do you think there was such a thing as a book? Two thousand years ago, if you asked the people in that world, who knew what a book was?" The old man in the village tilted his head and said calmly: "Do you understand spreading rumors?
In Gujing Temple, have you heard about any of the ancestors who have the heavenly book?"
"Oh, oh, I'll go." Xiang Que patted his head with a bitter look on his face. It is indeed true. As the founder of Gujing Temple, if Old Man Shang really had the Book of Heaven in his hand, he would have passed it down from generation to generation.
Now that it's down, where is the use for a few of them to come and steal it?
Xiang Que pinched his teeth and raised his head speechlessly and said, "My trip was in vain."
The old man hummed and said, "At least you can see me as the ancestor."
"Haha..." Xiang Que clicked his teeth in amusement, rubbed his hands and said in a swish voice: "Grandmaster, look, I am here to pay my respects to you, right? If there is no heavenly book, are there any other benefits?"
Xiang Que was very unwilling to do so. He almost lost his life and it was a great loss.
For a stingy man like Xiang Que, there is a saying that is more suitable. If he goes out for a walk and doesn't pick up anything when he comes back, it will be considered as his own fault.