Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 39 Where is the Heart
Outside the hall, Taoist Chang Jing, who was fighting with Ren Ou, suddenly made a hand gesture and spit out a fire dragon from his mouth, which rushed towards Ren Ou.

Ren Ou only had his right arm left, but he seemed to sense something and took a look inside the hall.

Something must have happened inside, that's why Taoist Chang Jing is so anxious.

Ren Ou turned his head without dodging and directly crashed into the fire dragon, sending sparks flying on the spot.

With a loud "boom", the violent explosion attracted attention from all directions.

He just happened to see Ren Ou breaking the fire dragon and preventing Taoist Chang Jing from entering the hall.

Ren Ou waved the spear with one hand, but there was no sign of any true energy flowing, nor any magic power. Even a veteran like Wang Dianzhou couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that this young man relied solely on physical strength?

Every time he swung his spear, the huge Taoist Chang Jing had to defend himself with all his might.

Ren Ou is not short, but at just over 1.8 meters tall, he can be considered "thin" compared to the Taoist Chang Jing, who is four or five meters tall.

But it was precisely this "thin" young man without any true energy or magic power who made the extremely strange monster with three heads and six arms, Chang Jing Taoist, retreat again and again.

What surprised everyone the most was that this young man seemed to be "invulnerable to all attacks"!
Taoist Chang Jing had already transformed into a demon. Apart from the fire dragon just now, he had used numerous spells, but Ren Ou did not dodge or evade any of them and was forced to break all of Chang Jing's spells.

Even Ren Ou's clothes remained unchanged.

This horrifying performance quickly aroused everyone's suspicion, and soon someone discovered something unusual.

"Look!"

"Are there sparks coming out of that boy in black?"

"Hey! It seems so!"

"Isn't he also a monster?"

"What kind of monster? Have you ever seen sparks coming out of a monster? Only things made of metal and iron can produce sparks. Isn't he... a flesh and blood body?"

Ren Ou could not hear their voices.

In his field of vision, strings of numbers and codes were rapidly moving.

Yes, sparks were indeed flying out of his body. His goal in this battle was to get rid of Taoist Chang Jing as soon as possible, and the plan he calculated was to fight with injuries for injuries. He would ignore all enemy attacks and exchange injuries for injuries to achieve this goal.

"That guy in black, could he also be a monster, sneaking in among us?"

Suddenly, someone shouted this sentence.

The shouting and talking stopped for a moment. Even Hong Lin, who was fighting with Taoist Chang Ming in birdman form, couldn't help but glance at Ren Ou.

No one present was a rookie who had just started out. It would have been fine if Ren Ou hadn't taken action, but once he did, a big problem would have been exposed.

Without true energy or magic power, every move he made was completely unlike the force-generating techniques of humans.

He seems...really not human?
The malicious gazes gradually focused on Ren Ou. Monsters, which were alien creatures that were not part of the five elements of heaven and earth, were simply incomprehensible.

Even the demon race that is at odds with humans is at least one of the creatures of heaven and earth, and demons... are not among them.

Neither humans nor monsters like them. The monsters of heaven and earth are aliens that truly exist to cause chaos.

However, no matter what the people around you say or do.

I don't care.

He swept his gun across, knocking the tall Taoist Chang Jing away again, then turned around and faced the people behind him.

Everyone was startled by him.

Ren Ou, the suspected "monster" holding a five or six meter long black spear, really made them feel uneasy.

But Ren Ou walked towards his broken arm step by step.

Bend over and pick it up.

Sporadic flames were still emitting from the wound of the broken arm.

Ren Ou had an expressionless face as he pressed his left arm against the wound on his left shoulder. In the blink of an eye, his left arm was reattached intact without leaving any trace.

Ren Ou's eyes swept over everyone one by one.

"Danger, danger, danger..." Dense red warning letters appeared in his field of vision.

For him, it is very simple to see into a person's heart.

As long as their eyes met, the vast database and that most complex chip would naturally help him calculate the result. Ren Ou turned again, holding the cold black gun. In his sight, all that was left was Taoist Chang Jing, who had already climbed up from the ground, and the four red words "Extreme Danger".

He clenched his left hand and was no longer in danger.

Holding a spear, he rushed forward again, and the spear created a gust of wind.

He would not lie. If he said he wanted to deal with Taoist Chang Jing, he would do his best to do it.

Because that's how his program was set up.

Same as telling their names.

Renou is indeed a puppet.

A person who doesn't know what the heart is, what love is, why he died, and why he appeared in the thirteenth month...

Mechanical puppet.

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Within the main hall.

Monk Jueming and the young Taoist priest Chen Zhian looked ahead nervously.

Did you win?
Li Daosheng beheaded the head with a sword, and the strange appearance of the Heavenly Dao indeed stopped moving.

But the next moment!
Tiandao's strange-looking sternum suddenly opened, like a butterfly with its wings spread, and suddenly stretched out, "hugging" Li Daosheng into the skeleton!

Li Daosheng felt a darkness before his eyes.

All I could hear were the sounds of bones crackling, blood flowing, and flesh moving.

"Heart……"

"my heart……"

“Where is my heart?”

"How about you become my heart?"

The old Taoist's head, with only a little skin left, made a creepy sound.

He chuckled and slowly "crawled" his head back onto his neck.

But his "body" looked particularly bloated, because at this moment, Li Daosheng was wrapped in his chest and abdomen!

"Brother Li!" Chen Zhian exclaimed, unsheathed a wooden sword and an iron sword, and endured the severe pain in his shoulder and attacked with hatred.

Wooden swords can kill ghosts, and iron swords can kill monsters. This is the method of Heming Mountain.

However, this strange phenomenon was neither a ghost nor a demon. Even though Chen Zhian had tried his best, he still could not cut the body in half.

"You stupid monk! Why don't you think of a solution?"

Chen Zhian attacked frantically and cursed loudly.

Monk Jueming had already been thinking of a solution.

Heart……

This strange phenomenon of nature has been nagging at my heart.

By the way, its heart is always empty!

Where is its heart?

The source of the evil that produces "Immortal Essence" every year has disappeared without a trace?!
At this moment, it pulled this young man Li into its chest and abdomen, intending to refine him into its own heart?

Where is the heart...

Who holds its heart?
There is only one way to make it open its chest and abdomen. Find its heart and use its heart to trick it into opening its chest and abdomen. Then Brother Li can take the opportunity to get out.

However, Wanshou Village has become a hell on earth, and Qiyun Mountain is littered with corpses.

Some were possessed by the devil, some died, and the people outside also came for the immortal heart that could produce the "immortal essence".

So now, where can the heart be?
(End of this chapter)