One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"No...it can't be! This can't be real!"

Ma Xianhong stared intently at Zhou Yan's phone screen, the veins on the back of his hands bulging like winding earthworms.

"Master Guizhen is a descendant of the prestigious and orthodox Shangqing School..."

Ma Xianhong shook his head, his voice trembling, "He's usually a kind person and always likes to help others..."

He's just not very good at socializing... How could... How could it be...?

"Master Guizhen?"

"The one who suddenly clutched his stomach and ran away halfway through the fight?"

"let me see..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing all gathered around.

Three heads huddled together, all looking at the phone screen.

On the screen was a photo that wasn't very clear.

Dilapidated brick houses...

It was a little boy wearing a red one-piece swimsuit, who was being hung from a wooden roof beam!

A rough hemp rope was strangling his neck.

The bruises are still faintly visible.

The most hateful thing...

On the boy's ankles, a rusty iron weight was tightly tied with a red rope!

Surprising.

gloomy.

Zhang Lingyu's pupils suddenly contracted!

Below the cinnabar mole, his brow furrowed tightly into a "川" shape, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"Swimsuits represent water...red clothes represent fire!"

The beam is made of wood... the weight is made of metal!

Zhang Lingyu stared intently at the photo, her voice chillingly cold:

"If this is combined with a birth chart that belongs to the 'Earth' element..."

This is... a life-extending evil technique from Wild Maoshan!

"shut up!"

Ma Xianhong forcefully scrambled the sketch in front of him, pointed at Zhang Lingyu, and roared:

"You made all of this up!"

Instead of retreating, Zhang Lingyu advanced and said coldly:

"According to the records of Maoshan magic, by taking the life of a child and gathering the extreme Yin number of the Five Elements, one can lock the soul and refine the spirit, thus prolonging life!"

Those who practice such heinous and evil arts... our Celestial Master's Mansion will absolutely not tolerate them!

Zhou Yan put his phone away and gave Zhang Lingyu a disgruntled look.

My good junior brother truly lives up to his reputation as a legitimate high-ranking master of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

I examined the top-secret document Xu Si sent me for a long time... and all I could make out was that it described a little boy who had been brutally hanged in a room...

But he was quite clever; he saw through all these tricks at a glance!

"I see…"

Ma Xianhong suddenly calmed down. He stopped being angry and slowly handed the phone back to Zhou Yan.

He looked at Zhou Yan, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

First, they mocked the ugly appearance of the body-cultivating furnace...

Then, while I was revising the sketch, they pulled out a photo that had been photoshopped from who-knows-where and said that my "superior talent" was that of a murderous maniac...

Ma Xianhong's eyes were dim, as if he had lost all his strength:

"Brother Zhou, I thought you were someone who understood me..."

So, it turns out you're just like them, you also think I'm crazy, right?

Upon hearing this, a brief silence fell over the Xiu Shen Hall.

Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing exchanged glances, their faces simultaneously revealing an expression of "I knew it."

How could Master Zhou possibly associate with such a person!

He's just taking things slowly...

but...

They had never seen a body-refining furnace that was ugly or not.

But that photo... is definitely real!

Zhou Yan shrugged, his expression calm:

"I don't need to waste my breath arguing with you here. We'll find out the truth for ourselves."

Ma Xianhong raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Zhou Yan waved his hand, turned around, and stepped out of the Xiu Shen Tang gate.

"Come with me."

He dialed the phone as he walked down the stone steps.

Beep...beep...

The call was connected.

Zhou Yan cleared his throat and whispered, "Feed~"

"Rong'er, I'm your brother Jing..."

……

West side of Biyou Village.

Inside a simple, humble house.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting dappled silver frost on the ground.

Zhao Guizhen, dressed in a white robe, sat cross-legged on a wooden couch with his palms facing upwards.

After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes!

In the darkness, a sinister and ruthless glint flashed in those narrow eyes.

"My mind is not at peace..."

Zhao Guizhen lowered his legs and rubbed his temples in frustration.

"How did such a nice village suddenly become so chaotic and disorderly..."

Several young people suddenly appeared.

Especially that guy surnamed Zhou!

From the moment he entered the village until now... less than a day in total, he has already caused two "gang fights"!

The first time at the village entrance, I pretended not to see it.

The second time, halfway through the meal... a fight broke out without warning!

If this fight continues, Zhao Guizhen isn't sure how many more times he can use "stomach ache" as an excuse to dodge...

The key point is, that kid surnamed Zhou...

His eyes look so strange...

Zhao Guizhen stood up and walked to the window.

Although he did not participate in either of the two chaotic battles.

But Zhou Yan had secretly observed him more than once!

There were several moments when our eyes met.

That look in his eyes seemed vaguely familiar to Zhao Guizhen, yet he couldn't quite place it...

Zhao Guizhen turned his head.

My gaze inadvertently fell on the worn-out full-length mirror hanging on the wall.

By the moonlight, he looked at himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, he shuddered!

"I remember now..."

Zhao Guizhen suddenly realized.

When Zhou Yan looked at himself... it was just like when he secretly observed those 'consumables'!

That's the kind of look... that only a hunter has when observing his prey!

Knock knock knock!

In the suffocating stillness of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door!

Zhao Guizhen's pores suddenly exploded!

The true qi instantly circulated throughout his body, and the papers and curtains in the room moved automatically without any wind!

He rushed to the door in one stride, made a hand seal with his right hand, and pushed the wooden door open with his left hand!

boom!

The area outside the door was deserted.

The night wind whipped up the fallen leaves on the ground, sending them swirling and flying into the distance.

Zhao Guizhen narrowed his eyes.

He vaguely saw a figure flash past at the edge of the woods a few dozen meters away and disappear into the depths of the dense forest!

"Who goes there?!"

Zhao Guizhen snorted coldly and looked around.

His gaze shifted downwards... and he suddenly froze.

Something lay quietly on the threshold at my feet.

It was... an irregularly shaped object, tightly wrapped in yellow oil paper...

It is about the size of an adult's fist.

A faint, lingering stench of blood still emanates from it!

"snort!"

"Playing tricks!"