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Chapter 2347 old man playing chess

Chen Hao didn't say anything, but suddenly his heart moved. He remembered that before leaving, Emperor Xuan Qing said that he had strange nightmares and was suitable for this task.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but looking back now, the emperor's words seemed to have a deeper meaning.

And when we came to the Dark Valley, we encountered the first hurdle, the Wind Curse Ghost King, who used his nightmare ability.

Is this a coincidence?

is there any other reason?

The emperor has long known that there is a wind-cursed ghost in the Dark Valley. Does it have to be eliminated by using the nightmare ability?

How can this be?

Chen Hao vaguely felt that something was wrong. He seemed to be being used by Emperor Xuan Qing, but this use was something he couldn't resist, and he was a little helpless.

"I'll have to ask Emperor Xuan Qing when I get back and see what he says."

Chen Hao thought.

"what's on your mind?"

The Eighty-sixth Princess saw his expression changing and asked curiously.

"It's nothing. There was something wrong when we eliminated the Wind Curse Ghost King just now. I was wondering if there was anything wrong."

Chen Hao said perfunctorily, "But it should be fine. Let's keep moving forward."

Princess Eighty-Six said oh, she was careless and didn't notice Chen Hao's strange demeanor, and said with a smile: "We have eliminated a powerful ghost independently, right?"

After fighting against the Wind Cursed Ghost, she got a lot of exercise, and most importantly, her confidence was boosted a lot.

Although she was not the one to kill the Wind Curse Ghost King, since it was her "loyal confidant and subordinate" Xiao Haozi, the credit must naturally go to her.

Chen Hao hummed.

The Eighty-sixth Princess said: "I'm a little strange, Xiao Haozi, since humans and demons are natural enemies, and the Wind Curse Ghost is so powerful, how do the monks in the Dark Valley continue to get along with them?

It's impossible to go back and forth without encountering the wind-cursed ghost, right?"

Chen Haodao: "I am also wondering about this question. Let's keep going forward. As long as we find the monks in the Dark Valley and ask them, we should know the answer. Chang Fifty-four and the others are probably here too."

Princess Eighty-Six nodded: "Okay."

While the two were talking, they did not stop and turned into two rays of light, heading towards the depths of the dark valley.

As the wind-cursed ghost was eliminated and affected by the battle, the churning evil spirit gradually calmed down, and the surrounding area returned to a deathly calm.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them flew tens of thousands of miles without encountering any ghosts.

The two of them were not surprised. The wind-cursed ghosts were very powerful ghosts, and there were many of them. If they were active in the dark valley, they would definitely occupy a large area. If there were other ghosts or creatures, they would have been devoured by them.

Half an hour later, the two of them flew hundreds of thousands of miles away. Suddenly, their eyes lit up and they could see things.

This visible refers to what can be seen with the naked eye, not spiritual consciousness.

Although I can see, it is not that the environment has become daytime or as bright as lighting up a lamp, but it is no longer pitch black, like the darkness before complete darkness. I can see things roughly, but I can't see them carefully.

Very blurry.

Especially for things in the distance, you can only vaguely see an outline.

To a mortal, it is no different from being blind with one's eyes open, but to a monk, it is no different from normal vision.

Both Chen Hao and Princess Eighty-Six felt that their depression was relieved.

Although monks have spiritual consciousness and can see things regardless of whether it is light or dark, humans are visual animals after all and are accustomed to seeing the world with their eyes. Once they cannot see, they will feel uncomfortable or even afraid.

"The sky is still dark, and I don't know where this light comes from?"

Princess Eighty-Six glanced at the sky and said in surprise.

The sky is like black ink, infinitely deep, impossible to see through, and not a single ray of light shines down.

Chen Hao also caught a glimpse of it and suddenly frowned: "If it doesn't come from the environment, then the light is abnormal."

His consciousness scanned back and forth, but he never found the light source.

Look with your false eyes and you will see that there are light sources everywhere.

This light seemed to burst out of space automatically.

Chen Hao was shocked and confused.

He has never seen this phenomenon before, it is impossible, there must be a problem somewhere.

The eyes of illusion opened to the extreme in an instant, wanting to see the nature of this strange light.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in my ears: "You two, do you want to play chess?"

Chen Hao and Princess Eighty-Six were both surprised.

"who?

Who is speaking!"

The eighty-sixth princess said in shock.

At this moment, she and Chen Hao were escaping from the light, flying forward at extremely fast speeds. How could they possibly hear someone speaking?

Are you hallucinating?

"You two, do you want to play chess?"

However, the next moment, the old voice sounded in my ears again.

"Xiao Haozi, did you hear that?"

The Eighty-Sixth Queen's consciousness swept around, looked up and down, but could not find the person speaking, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

"I heard it, it's on the ground."

Chen Hao stopped his escape, grabbed the Eighty-sixth Princess, and pointed backward and downward.

Princess Eighty-Six looked in the direction he pointed, and saw an old man wearing coarse clothes and with a stooped figure sitting on a stone bench in an open space more than a hundred miles away.

There is a stone table in front of the old man, and a chess set is placed on the stone table.

Chess is not a complete game, but an endgame.

Just when the two of them looked at the old man, the old man also raised his head and looked at them.

This old man wore short clothes made of coarse cloth, his skin was dark and wrinkled, his hair and beard were messy, covered with dust and sawdust, and his big hands were placed in front of him, dirty, covered with calluses and chapped.

He looked like a very ordinary old woodcutter, nothing out of the ordinary.

But Chen Hao and Princess Eighty-Six would naturally not regard the old man as an ordinary old woodcutter.

Whether he could speak to them flying by at high speed or look at each other from a distance of hundreds of miles, it meant that the old woodcutter was no ordinary person.

In other words, there may not even be people in this damn place.

"You two, do you want to play chess?"

Seeing the two people stop, the old man asked again.

His expression was dull, and his voice was old and devoid of any emotion. He didn't look like a normal old man, but more like a puppet on strings.

"Xiao Haozi, is this guy a ghost?

How can ghosts talk?"

The Eighty-sixth Princess said in surprise, her consciousness swept around the old man, but she didn't find anything strange.

This old man has no aura or signs to judge its strength and identity.

Just like the most ordinary old people.

But it doesn't have the worldly atmosphere of mortals without spirituality.

It has nothing, just like a ghost.

Chen Hao said nothing and narrowed his eyes.

He is observing the old man with false eyes.

The old man seen by the Eye of Falsehood is also an old man. It is not something strange. It is just that under the Eye of Falsehood, the old man appears weak and transparent, a bit like a phantom.


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