I have a passive skill.

"Besides the matter of Junior Sister Mu's spirit body, there is another more mysterious thing."

"When the Tianxuan Gate was opened before, the dean should have been controlled by the blind man using illusions or something, and Junior Sister Mu solved it with a look."

"What is the principle of this, can the swallowing wood body do it?"

Sang Lao was stunned for a moment: "How could the swallowing wood body do this? It's not omnipotent."

"So you don't know?" Xu Xiaoshou was disappointed.

"Huh~" Old Sang's face darkened, "You really think this old man is an omniscient god!"

"But that's your apprentice!"

"She's still your junior sister!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Seeing this guy being choked again, Mr. Sang felt refreshed again. He vaguely felt Xu Xiaoshou's joy.

The corner of his lips lifted, and the old man leaned over and asked: "Speaking of which, your physique is also a bit weird, and the surging vitality in your body doesn't seem to be weaker than your junior sister?"

"Uh……"

Xu Xiaoshou was scared in an instant, how the hell did he go around, it came to him, what a joke!

Can you say?

"I have something to do, I'm leaving first!" He snapped a few times, trying to run away from Lingzang Pavilion.

Sang Lao was delighted and didn't stop him, he just shouted at his back: "Stinky boy, the enemy's secrets can be discovered, but there are some secrets, just let them surface naturally."

Such vague words made Xu Xiaoshou stunned.

Yeah, who doesn't have some secrets?

"Don't worry, she is my junior sister, I can't do anything to her." Xu Xiaoshou shouted while pawing at the crack of the door.

Sang Lao pressed down the grass hat, and said with a serious expression: "What I mean is, if she accidentally becomes your enemy in the future, don't be merciless."

Boom!

Xu Xiaoshou fell directly to the ground. He turned to look at the old man, and three question marks gradually appeared on his face.

"Are you serious?"

Sang Lao didn't answer, waved his hands and stopped looking at him, saying: "Go!"

……

"WTF?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, and walked down the stairs from the third floor of Lingzang Pavilion.

He always felt that this grass hat old man was sometimes serious and sometimes out of order.

I really think that when he gets better, this old man can always bring you some unexpected surprises.

"What becomes an enemy, don't be soft-hearted..."

"Is this what a human master can say?"

Shaking his head to get rid of distracting thoughts, Xu Xiaoshou stopped thinking about it.

After all, he is a mysterious old man, really unpredictable!

Walking past the door on the second floor, looking at the slightly familiar white light cluster, Xu Xiaoshou came to the first floor.

The bookcases and desks that were accidentally burnt out that day have basically been repaired, and all of them have been protected by formations, obviously to prevent accidents from arising from the inside.

Thinking of the scene of desperately fighting the fire at that time, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but smile, feeling a little bit happier.

He took another step forward, holding the door of Lingzang Pavilion with his hands, and was about to push it open.

"Are you going out?"

In the mind, there was a voice that did not belong to him at all, but the meaning of inquiry was particularly obvious.

Xu Xiaoshou froze and turned his head to look sideways.

In the corner of the door on the first floor, there is a wooden platform, and behind the wooden platform, an unkempt man occasionally appears.

This person is always in the shadows, and his face cannot be seen clearly at all. The only thing he can perceive is his uninterrupted wood carving movements.

Yes, he was holding a carving knife, and even the questioning at this moment was bowing his head.

Xu Xiaoshou has "perception" and can see more clearly than others, but when his attention is focused on this person, the picture becomes blurred for a while.

Even so, he could still see the man's thumbs in both hands were severed, so there were only fingers in total.

Even so, there was still no pause in the movements of his hands, and the sawdust fluttered in the air, and the purple engraved plaque in his hand became more spiritual.

"Yes, senior."

Xu Xiaoshou bowed slightly stiffly.

The last time he saw this man, he took the "Jin Zhaotian Burn" and came to register, but the man didn't say a word.

At that time, I thought this guy was just a role like a caretaker, or Sang Lao's Dantong or something.

But after entering Lingzang Pavilion for the first time many times, Xu Xiaoshou already realized that something was wrong.

This man is definitely not simple.

This kind of guy who has nothing to do in the Lingzang Pavilion and never shows up is like a monk in a temple who only sweeps fallen leaves with a broom. He must be the most awesome existence.

But even in the previous two "Holy Slave" invasions, he had never seen this man appear.

It's like being an outsider who will never meddle in the affairs of the world.

But today, he actually took the initiative to talk to himself?

Strange, is there a sense of presence?

"Senior, what orders do you have?" Xu Xiaoshou thought carefully about the question just now, but was still a little confused.

The engraving knife scratched and engraved on the purple token one by one.

The air was dead silent for tens of seconds before the thought that could not hear any obvious symbol appeared in Xu Xiaoshou's mind again.

"Where?"

The corner of Xu Xiaoshou's mouth twitched. After holding it in for so long, you just uttered these two words?

"Outside." He pointed to the gate of Lingzang Pavilion, indicating whether he could leave.

Even if this might be a big boss, it has nothing to do with him, Xu Xiaoshou doesn't expect the other party to be pleasing to the eye and give him a chance or something.

It's not necessary, maybe it's still the source of the disaster!

After waiting for a long time again, there was still no answer. Xu Xiaoshou felt his back was cold with cold sweat.

Could it be that my answer was wrong?

Sure enough, this kind of boss likes to cherish words like gold, making people think wildly...

Xu Xiao had no choice but to think about the man's two words again:

"Are you going out?"

"Where?"

It's not clear that he wants to leave Lingzang Pavilion, why bother to ask?

Or, what he wants to ask is not the immediate departure?

But what Sang Lao asked for, ten days after the agreement with Mu Zixi?

Xu Xiaoshou was a little surprised, he waited for a long time again, and found that the man still had no intention of speaking, so he could only add: "Outside, Tiansang County."

The man paused with the carving knife in his hand, and then continued to dance.

"Go." Another short word, appearing directly in the form of an idea.

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned dark instantly.

Looking at the situation, this guy seems to have forgotten himself just now!

Is this guy sick? If you have nothing to say, leave yourself behind, and after asking a few nonsense, forget about the person?

"I……"

Xu Xiaoshou was full of flirting words and almost spewed out, but fortunately he stopped the car at a critical moment.

He looked at the man's finger, trying to see what he was carving, but the scene shown was hazy.

Even "perception" can't see clearly!

"Is he really a big boss..."

Moving his gaze upwards and landing on the guy's neck, Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

In the dimness, one can see that this is an extremely hideous huge wound, directly falling on the main artery.

Even though it has recovered at this time, the traces left behind are still shocking.

Just by the scar covering almost half of his neck, it can be seen what kind of pain this man has suffered.

With that kind of injury, it is estimated that even the neck was almost broken, but it can be recovered?

"It's not a good bug, you can't spray it, it's better to hide!"

Thinking in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou swallowed his insults, and directly clasped his fists, "Senior, leave."

After all, he pushed open the door and walked towards the sun.

……

Snapped!

The wooden door rebounded and stopped, and there was a moving straw hat in the dark.

The dark old Sang leaned against the door expressionlessly, stared at the man for a while, and finally said: "Didn't the old man tell you to go back first?"

"call!"

The man stopped his hands and blew on the purple token. After blowing away the sawdust, he raised his head.

A pair of cloudy eyes that completely blended with the gloomy atmosphere.

He opened his mouth and smiled, and said in a hoarse voice: "You have to see what my half-disciple looks like when he settles down."

Sang Lao was furious instantly, and roared: "That's the old man's apprentice, it has nothing to do with you!"

sudden!

The man remained silent, his finger was like a sword, directly piercing through the top of the token in his hand.

The moment the hole formed, the purple light of the token bloomed, illuminating the faces of the two with different expressions.

Sang Lao looked at the sword finger and fell silent, and it took a long time before he said mockingly: "The engraving of this thing has a use for birds, and you thought it would be the same as decades ago, and everyone would give you face?"

"It will always come in handy." The man smiled and did not refute fiercely, but lightly buckled the purple token on the table.

Boom!

The purple light shone, providing some light for such a dark corner.

Sang Lao lowered his eyelids and saw the pattern on it.

It was a naked woman depicted vividly, with a graceful figure and a variety of charms.

Especially the weeping state of bowing his head and hugging his knees, I feel pity for it.

What adds a bit of weirdness to the picture is the heavy shackles on his limbs.

The chain stretches open until it disappears at the border of the token, as if born from the roots of heaven and earth, and restrains the world innately.

There was another long silence, and even the sound of breathing was a little noisy in such an environment.

Finally, the man pushed the door open, leaving behind a hoarse sigh, breaking the darkness.

"I'm leaving too, think about it for yourself, whether you will come back or not, it's still the same sentence..."

"If you don't become a saint, you will end up as a slave!"

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