All the mysterious masters who were healing in the square were awakened and opened their eyes.
Qi Yufeng also opened his eyes and looked at the silent wellhead.
Others stood up, took out the magic weapons in their hands, and surrounded Qi Yufeng to protect her safety.
Lu Fan and Zhao Wanzi also stood up and looked over.
I saw a figure rising slowly from the depths of the well mouth, first revealing a head, then a body, and finally feet...
Yes, this figure rose up, not climbed up with hands.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and held the magic weapon in their hands tighter.
The moonlight is hazy.
The figure stood above the mouth of the well, quietly looking at the people in the square.
As their eyesight adjusted to the environment, everyone could clearly see the figure's appearance.
His hair is disheveled, his hair color is black and white, he is half old and one year young.
His face was also as skinny as a stick, with no trace of flesh and blood visible. The skins were piled together, forming ravines all over his face. His eyebrows and beard were extremely thick, but what was more eye-catching were his dark eyes.
What kind of eyes are those...
His face was as skinny as a stick, as if he were about to die, but he had a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the sun, moon, stars, and see through the world of mortals!
Moreover, the clothes he wore were also extremely weird.
It is in tatters and looks like a robe that has not been washed or mended for decades... many places have become shabby and turned into torn fabric, and the color has become invisible due to age...
But combined with the black crown on his head, it feels so familiar and similar...
"Taoist robe?"
Qi Yufeng pushed away the doorman beside him and took two steps forward: "Taoist?
No, the soul of a Taoist?"
Everyone reacted at this time. The ghost rising slowly from the ancient well and standing there looking at themselves turned out to be a Taoist priest!
However, this Taoist priest looked too slovenly, or in other words, shabby.
It is very similar to those old black and white photos, those Taoist priests from the Republic of China who appear in the photos, looking very slovenly and unkempt...
"Ghost King?"
Qi Kuo trembled all over and subconsciously put his hand into his arms, tightly holding the life-saving charm in his hand.
However, when he thought that the other party was the Ghost King, and also a Taoist Ghost King, he felt inexplicably desperate.
Judging from the Taoist's clothing, he must have been dead for a very long time, regardless of years.
The Taoists at that time all had extraordinary abilities, and after death they would refine their souls to the realm of ghost kings, which would be even more unfathomable. I am afraid that only a heavenly master can fight against them!
When everyone, even Qi Yufeng felt an inexplicable despair.
Zhao Wanzi sighed softly: "Wuchen, I'd better call you this name."
Everyone was shocked again!
They turned their heads and looked at Zhao Wanzi in surprise.
"Dustless."
Zhao Wanzi still stared at the soul of the old Taoist: "If I guessed correctly, the gymnasium built here before was built by you, right?
That evil dragon was also raised by you, and as for the ghost king at the bottom of the well, you were also raised by you, right?"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Zhao Wanzi continued to say:
"You are making up for your mistakes now. You are atoneing for what happened a hundred years ago, right?"