This could be a new clue, which is always better than no clue at all.
The old man said: "I will send him some food every day. If you want to see him, I will prepare some food and take you there later."
"Thank you, father-in-law." Qin Lang nodded and waited in the room with Mr. Li San. When asked if they wanted to eat something before leaving, both of them refused. Their cultivation was suppressed and they could not absorb spiritual energy to recover.
Although their physical strength is low, their powerful physical bodies can still sustain them for a long time without the need to eat.
The old man quickly prepared a few sweet potatoes and two steamed buns, wrapped them in a piece of cloth, and took the child to lead the way.
"Well, it's the shabby house in front. The lunatic has been living in it for decades. I remember that he lived there when I was a child. At that time, he was still very good. Later, he became worse and worse.
Crazy." The old man said sadly.
"Madman? How many years has it been?" Qin Lang and Li Sangong couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.
Can you ask anything from the mouth of a madman? And he is a madman who has been mad for decades. However, this madman can survive these decades without dying, which is really a bit miraculous.
The old man handed the cloth bag in his hand to Qin Lang and said: "I still have the little tiger with me, so I won't go in, so as not to scare him. You go in."
Qin Lang took the bag of food, nodded, and stepped forward to open the dilapidated wooden door.
The environment inside is a bit dark, but the room is surprisingly clean. It doesn't look like those lunatics littering the floor with trash and dust as I thought.
In the hall of this house, an old man sat on the ground blankly, hugging his knees, staring into the void, as if he didn't even notice Qin Lang and Young Master Li San walking in.
"This old man is not an ordinary person." Mr. Li San said in a low voice.
Qin Lang nodded and said: "He is a monk. He has very weak fluctuations in true energy. No wonder he can live well despite being crazy for decades."
He was about to step forward when he saw the old man suddenly stood up, took the broom in the corner, and began to sweep the house meticulously.
"Old man?" Qin Lang put the food on the table and said, "We have brought you food."
The old man didn't even glance at Qin Lang at first. When he heard Qin Lang say the word food, his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at the food on the table, rushed over, grabbed a sweet potato and took a big bite.
Mr. Li San took the opportunity to ask: "Old man, do you still remember the things about demons in this village?"
"Monster?" The old man's eyes suddenly widened, with infinite fear in his eyes, and the sweet potato fell from his mouth.
"Demon...hiss! Go! Run away!" the old man roared. Then he grabbed the sweet potato in his hand and ran straight to the corner, huddled inside and did not dare to move.
"Escape?" Qin Lang squinted his eyes and said: "It seems that this old man has seen the demon and successfully escaped from the opponent's attack. Or maybe he has seen the demon kill people before, so he hid behind
aside."
Mr. Li San said: "It is very possible that this old man also came to get rid of demons back then. Otherwise, why would a monk come to this small village?"
Qin Lang slowly stepped forward, patted the old man's shoulder, and said: "Don't be afraid, you are safe now. With us here, even if the demon comes, it can't hurt you."
"Monster...Run! Hurry..." The old man's eyes were blurred and he murmured these two sentences repeatedly. No matter how Qin Lang comforted him, it was of no use.
"The soul is damaged." Qin Lang stretched out his hand to press the old man's forehead, probed his spiritual consciousness, and couldn't help but sigh, "The soul is damaged, and it cannot be restored without magic medicine. He is not an ordinary mentally ill person who was frightened."
Mr. Li San frowned and said, "That means nothing can be asked from his mouth."
Qin Lang said: "At least we can see some clues. First of all, we can confirm that there is indeed a demon here, and we have met this monk before; secondly, even if a monk attacks, he is no match for the demon, which shows how powerful the opponent is. Yes.
What’s a bit strange is, did the demon leave back then? And is it back now? Otherwise, how could this village survive and only come out to suck blood essence recently?”
However, Young Master Li started searching the old man without any politeness. Qin Lang asked strangely: "What are you doing?"
Mr. Li San said: "Look for the treasure. Maybe he has some magic weapon with him."
Qin Lang was speechless. It seems that for the monks in the Qingbo Star Territory, entering the Kunwu Realm to search for magic weapons has become a deeply rooted concept.
"What do you think this is?" Mr. Li San exclaimed and took out something from the old man's pocket.
Qin Lang glanced at it and said: "It looks familiar. It seems to be a token or something."
Young Master Li San took out a token with the same shape but different patterns from his body, and said: "This is the Tianji Pavilion token! My side was sent by Tianji Pavilion this time, and his side was sent by Tianji Pavilion seventy years ago.
The Tianji Pavilion token when Kunwu Realm was opened! I was here seventy years ago and I won’t admit it.”
Qin Lang said in surprise: "So, this old man is actually a strong man from the Qingbo Star Territory who entered Kunwu Realm seventy years ago?"
Mr. Li San nodded solemnly and said, "It seems like this. No wonder he has been here for decades."
He entered the Kunwu Realm seventy years ago, and then met the demon and had an accident. He stayed here for seventy years. It was not until they opened the Kunwu Realm this time and a new batch of strong men entered that they discovered him.
Mr. Li San couldn't help but sigh at the old man's plight. If something had happened to him and he was trapped here and couldn't get out, he would probably be like the old man now.
Qin Lang didn't expect that the old man in front of him was once the same genius as Mr. Li San, but now he has become like this.
"Do you recognize him? Since you were once the same group of monks who entered the Kunwu Realm." Qin Lang asked.
Young Master Li looked carefully at the old man's face, shook his head sadly, and said: "I know all the strong men from the Tianbang in the previous batch, but this monk is not a strong man from the Tianbang. He should have obtained the Tianji Pavilion Order from other channels.
Card."
Qin Lang frowned and said: "If you are a monk outside, you will generally carry a storage magic weapon with you, but the old man does not have a storage magic weapon. It should be placed in this room. You search, I look at the old man.
"
Mr. Li San started searching in this clean but old house, while Qin Lang stared at the old man, but the old man didn't react at all, as if he didn't care at all that a stranger was rummaging around in his house.
Not long after, Young Master Li took out a wooden box and opened it, but there was only a jade slip inside.
"It's strange. It seems that all his magic weapons and other artifacts have disappeared." Mr. Li San searched the entire house, but could only find the wooden box and nothing else.
Qin Lang said: "After all, it has been so many years. I am afraid that even if there is one, it has been taken away by others, right? This jade slip is for recording, right? What is in it? A skill?"
Mr. Li San said: "Let's take a look together."
He handed the jade slip over, and Qin Lang stretched out a hand to hold the jade slip. He infiltrated his consciousness into it and found that there was indeed something recorded in it, but it was not a skill, but a diary. About this monk
A diary of when I first came to this village.
Qin Lang couldn't help but glance at the old man. He didn't expect that he had such a hobby of keeping a diary. Maybe after entering the Kunwu realm, he wanted to write down everything in it and share it with other monks?
"Today is the third day after entering Kunwu Realm. We found out in this small village that something strange happened in the village, which may represent clues to an unknown magic weapon. According to the tips from the villagers, we found the rumor that something will happen in the village.
The pool that glows at night, even though it’s called a pool, actually looks quite big, and the water looks very green. I don’t know how deep it is, and I asked the villagers living here, but no one knew.”
Qin Lang began to read these diaries and quickly found the key point. It seemed that this monk came with another monk named Lao Hu, and there was a luminous pool in the village. (To be continued)