The opening opponent is God of War

"what!"

Someone behind him screamed loudly.

"What are you doing? The ghosts are screaming!"

The person who turned on the light shuddered.

Turning their heads and looking at the old pervert lying on the ground covered in blood and long dead, the two looked flustered and tremblingly took out their mobile phones from their pockets.

"How do you look at people? People who have been guarding for so long say that accidents happen, are you blind? You don't even know if someone sneaks in."

As soon as the president mentioned this, he would get angry, and it was more than failure.

"When we were guarding him, no one went in. We saw that there was no shortage of food in that place. We found something wrong and planned to go in to have a look, but found that this man was lying motionless in a pool of blood."

The ghost knows that it will become like this, and the two of them have always been conscientiously guarding the door.

"What about monitoring, why hasn't the monitoring been brought?"

The president had a bad temper and yelled loudly, scaring the people next to him to quickly bring the tablet over.

Looking at the scene displayed on the tablet, the president was furious.

Fang Xuanjian, Fang Xuanjian, Fang Xuanjian again!
No wonder so many people hate him.

"I want to personally master this so-called Fang Xuan sword!"

The person involved was strolling leisurely in Tiandu.

"Hey hey!"

Before he had gone a few steps, a scream came from behind him.

Looking back, I saw an old man fell to the ground and clutched his heart, his face full of pain.

But the people around him couldn't avoid it, and some even made a huge detour in order to avoid the old man.

Helplessly sighed, this is the human heart!

Contemporary people have been touched a lot by Pengci, and now they don't even dare to move.

"Are you crazy? If you go to help this old man, what will you do when someone bumps into you?"

A girl wanted to help an old man, but was held back by her companion.

"But he really looks so pitiful!"

"So what if you look pitiful? Have you forgotten your previous lesson?"

Fang Xuanjian really couldn't stand it anymore, no wonder he walked in front of the old man.

"Old man, where is your medicine?"

The old man pointed at his pocket tremblingly.

Fang Xuanjian quickly took out several bottles of medicine from his pocket, poured out a few pills and stuffed them into the old man's mouth.

"Is this person crazy? Is he really not afraid of being touched by others?"

"Okay, okay, let's stop watching the excitement, let's leave quickly! What will we do when we are raped?"

Seeing the old man being helped up, the spectators gradually left.

Fang Xuanjian carried the man on his back, and was about to stop the car to go to the hospital, but was suddenly stopped by the old man behind him.

"You don't need to go to the hospital, young man, just take me home."

Fang Xuanjian was not worried that the old man would blackmail him: "Where is your home? I will send you there."

The old man reported an address, and Fang Xuanjian delivered it to the address given by the old man.

I came to a relatively remote mountain villa, which is a bit far from the urban area, but with beautiful mountains and clear waters, it is a rare good location and a good place to retire.

There seemed to be quite a few people around who knew him. The old man hurried over and looked at the old man worriedly.

"Old man, you're still running around!"

"Today I am lucky and fateful. I met a nice guy today. Don't mention it, otherwise my old life will really be on that street."

Ju Kong sighed helplessly, lying on Fang Xuanjian's back, joking with those old guys with a smile on his face.

"Then don't bother other young people, we will send you back."

The old buddies around came over kindly, but Ju Kong refused.

"Forget it, with your old body, you can't even lift me up, so hurry up and listen to your song!"

"Hey, your kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs. I help you and you still despise me!"

"Young man, I will trouble you to send him home. This man has a bad temper, so you have to bear with him."

The old man looked at Fang Xuanjian with a smile.

Fang Xuanjian also had a good heart, nodded obediently, and sent him up.

The place where I stay in the space is the topmost one. The design of the Bieyuan Bieyuan is restrained and low-key, but all the inside are old antiques, and even the trees are some mahogany. You can sell any piece of decoration outside. The price was sky-high.

"Boy, just put me on that chair!"

Putting Ju Kong on the chair, Fang Xuanjian saw that there was nothing wrong with Ju Kong.

"Since you have no problem, I'll go first, and be careful when you go out."

I still have important things to do, so I can't stay here for too long.

"The hand of death on your body has only appeared in the past few days?"

Jukong's vicissitudes of life came from behind him, and Fang Xuanjian stopped in his footsteps.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Hand of Death, and I've only seen it a few times in ancient books."

Ju Kong's voice came from behind again, Fang Xuanjian did not leave, but turned around and looked at Ju Kong curiously.

"This old man knows so much about the Hand of Death?"

Few people in this world know about the Hand of Death from the system.

Since the old man in front of him knows, it means that he is knowledgeable and powerful.

"I don't know much about it, but I can barely understand it. Can the boy show me this so-called hand of death."

Ju Kong's tone is close to obsession, he has been obsessed with research all his life, he has focused on all kinds of supernatural powers, but this hand of death is a dream that he will never encounter in his life.

Seeing that the old man was not malicious, Fang Xuanjian did not refuse, walked to the old man's side, and stretched out his hand.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand, stroking Fang Xuanjian's hand of death.

"I thought it was impossible for me to see the hand of death again in my lifetime! Such a heaven-defying existence, I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true."

As Ju Kong was talking, tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously.

The old man poured a cup of tea for Fang Xuanjian and placed it on the table.

"I have been able to study for so many years. I have been contributing to artists all my life. I have studied hundreds of people and done those researches thoroughly. My only dream is to be able to see the hand of death in my life."

Ju Kong lay on the chair and swayed gently.

"I heard that the hand of the god of death can be possessed by the chosen ones. It is an existence that is absolutely against the sky. In today's society, very few people have supernatural powers, let alone the hand of the god of death."

The old man returned to the room and took out an ancient book, and placed it in front of Fang Xuanjian.

"This book is the research I started when I was the youngest. It is full of legends and skills about the Hand of Death. I put it together in one book. Now that it has appeared, I will It's for you."

Fang Xuanjian looked down at this ancient and simple book. There were all kinds of materials in the microscopic system, but seeing the old man's enthusiasm, he still did not refuse.

"Thank you!"