He originally thought that the Creepy Saint had simply exhausted a large amount of spiritual energy and collapsed.
One-on-three, for Wei Sheng, it is not only a test of his spiritual power, but also a grasp of every detail of the battle.
However, when he put his finger on the pulse of the Holy Ghost, he was shocked to find that the Holy Ghost had no heart.
The position of his heart was replaced by a mass of black flesh and blood. The flesh and blood looked like a meatball, not much different from the peach-shaped heart.
Each blood vessel as thin as a hair forms a huge network, filling the function of the Holy Heart.
"What is this??"
Ding Xiaoyi was confused in his heart, and even worried whether the Holy Ghost had become a fallen spirit master. He then checked the other places of the Holy Ghost, only to find that the other parts of the Holy Ghost were no different from ordinary people.
"Weird!" Unable to find out the reason, he simply stopped worrying about the problem for the time being.
He took out the psychic potion he had obtained from Zhou Fu before, stretched out his hand and pinched both sides of the mask of the Quiet Saint: "Click!"
I saw that the lower half of the mask was easily removed.
I had seen the structure of this mask once before, and Tu Tu often looked like this too, so I remembered it very clearly.
After pouring the psychic potion into the old man, it didn't take long for the old man's breath to gradually return to normal.
Under the mask, a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened, staring straight at the figure in front of him, trying to see clearly who the other person was.
However, Ding Xiaoyi's cheeks were covered with a thick layer of psychic energy, which looked like paste at first glance. Others couldn't see through it, and he couldn't see through it either.
Although he couldn't see his face, Gui Sheng still concluded that the person in front of him was definitely not Chen Xinghe.
Even though the fourth child is the youngest among the four, he should be over a hundred years old today.
I wonder how a centenarian’s hands can be so long and plump.
He really wanted to ask who the other person was right now, but he thought that this was not the place to talk, so he suppressed his curiosity, looked at the other people around him, and waved his hands: "Go back first, everyone will temporarily hide in the back mountain during this period.
Go into the hole, and don’t come out for the time being.”
Everyone also understood that Wei Sheng wanted to chat with this mysterious man, so they turned around and left consciously.
After everyone left, Ding Xiaoyi walked to the edge of the valley, lowered his head and looked at the silent temporary fortress below. He couldn't help but feel deeply worthless for these soldiers.
"It's no wonder they were forced by the situation. Sometimes, they didn't have much choice." The Quiet Saint stepped forward, sat cross-legged on the edge of the valley, and silently took out the suona from his waist.
It was a farewell for them.
Ding Xiaoyi silently clenched his fists: "I will help you find an explanation for this account from the Tong family!"
The sound of the suona echoed in the valley, the sound sounded like crying and complaining, with a deep sadness, and finally calmed down.
"Who are you, Chen Xinghe?"
Finally, Wei Sheng couldn't help but ask about this matter.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw that there was no one else around, he dispersed the psychic energy on his face and revealed his original appearance.
He cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to the Strange Saint: "Chen Xinghe is my master, my name is Ding Xiaoyi, um... your daughter met me when I buried my master last time, she can testify!"
"Cough cough cough..."
After he finished speaking, Wei Sheng coughed violently, almost to the point of tears. The eyes under the mask were extremely shocked and said: "You said, you are Ding Xiaoyi!!! Cough cough cough..."
Seeing the excited expression on the Quiet Saint's face, he couldn't help but be a little confused. He didn't know his own name and what could make the Quiet Saint so excited.
He didn't know that when he first learned that Lao Si had taken on a disciple named Ding Xiaoyi, Weisheng made a special investigation on him.
It turned out that it was a white man, and I was immediately puzzled.
I don’t understand why Lao Si finally accepted an ordinary person as his apprentice.
Later, his daughter also confirmed that Ding Xiaoyi's strength was not high.
Well... the result is that this ordinary white man, with not much strength, actually easily killed Zhou Fu, a scourge, with one against three.
I wonder how the weird saint can not be excited.
I remember that he was thinking that this was impossible.
"It seems that my brother has accepted a good disciple!" said the strange saint with a dry smile. Perhaps because he didn't want to get too entangled on this issue, the strange saint simply said straight to the point: "It can't be a coincidence that you come here, right?
, tell me, is there anything you need my help with?"
Seeing that Wei Sheng was so direct, he did not spare the circle and told Wei Sheng that he wanted to come here to find Howard.
"Howard!!"
This name surprised Wei Sheng. After looking him up and down, he was silent for a moment and then said: "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk about it when we go back."
"Okay, wait, I have two friends with me. I'll call them first."
Ding Xiaoyi called Liao Qiu, and after confirming the location, he waited in the valley.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, Liao Qiu and Wang Jialiang hurried over in their car.
However, when Wang Jialiang saw the lifeless temporary fortress in front of the door, his face instantly turned cold.
He didn't say anything, but quietly got in, took off all the name tags on the bodies inside, and silently put them in his pocket.
The Holy Ghost was sitting on the valley, looking at Wang Jialiang's figure below, and couldn't help but sigh: "Even though [Except Lingzhi] has restricted the power of the union as much as possible. Even though the alliance and many families have divided up a lot of power from the union,
But the human heart will always be corrupted."
Ding Xiaoyi looked back at Guisheng. After the incident that year, this old man chose to retire and completely disappeared from people's sight.
"So this is also the reason why you left the union and came here to live in seclusion?"
Guisheng raised his head and looked at Ding Xiaoyi: "I don't want to comment on what happened back then. I just didn't expect that as time has passed, the union is still like this. It's sad!"
The dirtiness of trade unions is the dirtiness hidden under the righteousness.
Under the six district chiefs, all union members are sacrificing themselves for the union system and union responsibilities.
But those who sit at the top of the union use their own power to plan their own interests.
The Holy Ghost chose to leave the union back then because he saw through the hypocritical and dirty nature of it.
In other words, the trade union itself is an extremely sharp sword, but the masters holding the hilt are a group of extremely hypocritical hypocrites.
Ding Xiaoyi was speechless and had nothing to say.
Based on what he has seen and heard during this period, he can naturally understand the relationship of interests here.
Even if all these soldiers die, the Tong family members will not be punished in any way after they return, and the union will pay compensation for their death in battle.
The army will award them honorary badges, and everything is done so openly, but who would have thought that the real murderer is still living happily and does not even take this matter to heart.
Watching Wang Jialiang silently put a bunch of famous brands in his backpack, he looked depressed.
Ding Xiaoyi also felt very uncomfortable. As outsiders, they could still feel anger, not to mention that Wang Jialiang himself was one of them.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a place to have a good rest."
The Holy Ghost didn't want to continue talking about this topic, so he got up and led the three of them towards the back mountain.