Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Sure enough, within three days, Guan Yi's people found relevant people and learned about some of the problems that year.

It's just that they were surprised when they saw people.

From the appearance, this is an old man with white beard and hair, about 80 years old, and his body is not in good condition. He was pushed all the way in a wheelchair.

"Guan Ye, he's here." The man nodded at him.

Chang Lefu took a look at the man, waited for him to take the money and left, then walked over cautiously and asked her brother: "Brother, who is that man? Can you believe it?"

Guan Yi waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

He paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the location of Lu Zheng's room, pursed his lips, and said, "Give Lao Lu a two-day vacation, and you can't keep him burdened."

Chang Lefu raised her eyebrows, as if she understood something, and said with a smile: "Brother, who is he?"

She pointed to the man in the wheelchair.

Guan Yi shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know either, you can ask him? Old man, who are you?"

The eyes of the old man in the wheelchair were cloudy, and the light in his eyes almost disappeared with his life, but he was struck by his words again, trembling, trembling for a long time, before he fixed his eyes on Guan Yi.

"Ah..." He opened his mouth, shook his hands, stretched out his lips for a long time, and managed to say: "I am... Yang Zhixi."

Yang Zhixi.

Ding Mu looked at Guan Yi who turned his head to look at him, and shook his head, expressing that he did not know him, nor had he heard of it.

The man nodded, turned the wheelchair around, squatted down, pointed to Ding Mu who was standing aside, and asked the old man, "Do you know this man?"

Yang Zhixi looked in the direction his finger was pointing at. As soon as his eyes came into contact with the young man, his whole body trembled like sifting chaff, his hands also began to tremble, he pointed at Ding Mu, and said in his mouth: "Ding Shen...Ding Shen! "

The father and son look really alike.

This person was from the organization that Ding Shen joined at that time, so it was not surprising that he knew Ding Shen, but what made people feel strange was his attitude.After seeing Ding Shen, he was terrified as if he saw a ghost.

Seeing his reaction, Ding Mu also squatted down, tried his best to calm his excitement, and said, "Old man, don't be afraid, I'm not Ding Shen, I'm his son, look at me, how much can I ask you?" Words?"

I don't know if these words really played a role, or the old man's emotions faded over time, he really stopped shaking gradually, and said: "You, you ask."

"I don't even ask you if you know my father, I'll just tell you straight to the point, do you know what my father was sent to the mountains for?" Ding Mu asked. It is already very handy to use, as long as he moves his mind, he can decide to scatter, gather, retract, and look directly into the opponent's eyes, which can temporarily affect the opponent's spirit.

There is no sequelae and no danger of overuse, which is equivalent to the ability of psychological suggestion.

There are only a few requirements for the objects used.

As long as the psychological fortress of the affected party is stronger, it will not be affected by this ability.

Such an old man can meet the requirements of such a weak psychological defense line.

"I-I know," he said.

"What is he going to do?" Ding Mu followed closely and asked.

"He's going to lead the way... to lead the way." Yang Zhixi said, "He's going to lead the way."

lead the way?What way?Who will lead the way?Where to lead?

"What leads the way?" Ding Mu asked.

"Ding Shen, it is of great use, he and his son... are of great use!" Yang Zhixi suddenly grabbed Ding Mu's shoulder, "It is of great use!"

Ding Mu was stunned.

In his memory, he had never come into contact with anyone related to his parents' work, so he naturally didn't understand what this person meant.

"Ding Shen knows the way! As long as he brings people in, someone will help him." Yang Zhixi held Ding Mu's shoulder tightly with his hands, his eyes were full of madness, "The dragon is about to be born! Taiyin will be the master! Haha ..."

This is so confusing that it is hard to understand.

"Guan Shanqing will...cooperate with you. You have to work hard. After doing this, I will...let you go. You remember the way, you remember the way..." His expression was sometimes sober and sometimes confused, as if Ding Mu became Ding Shen and asked.

This is back then.

Seeing that he was exerting more and more force, Guan Yi couldn't help pulling the bony hands away from Ding Mu's shoulders to prevent the man from hurting others.

Yang Zhixi was still sitting in the wheelchair talking frantically, but the broken information revealed a huge amount of information.

Chang Lefu looked at the three people and felt a little embarrassed. Some things were obviously not for her to hear, so she had to quietly go back to her room, and couldn't help thinking about the few words she heard just now.

Ding Mu stood up, a little bit violently, a little dizzy, couldn't help but took two steps back, to relieve the feeling of dizziness, his expression changed a few times.

Guan Shanqing, Guan Yi's third aunt and Cheng Suxiang's mother, without knowing it, she was assigned the task of cooperating with Ding Shen to lead talents from various families into the mountain to offer sacrifices.

Ding Shen, Ding Mu's father, also became one of the helpers of that wicked dragon without his knowledge.

This is not a feast of longevity, but just a little sweetness given by the black dragon to its aristocratic family.

Those talents who are not the minions of the black dragon are regarded as sacrifices for sacrifices, as the energy to untie its chains, and with the dream of longevity, they excitedly embark on a dead end.

What happened next is easy to guess.

Black Dragon was unsuccessful.

Those people are called "talented" not only because their abilities are greater than ordinary people, but also because their experience and perception of danger are far superior to others.

Not everyone is so crazy about immortality.

"My aunt wouldn't do that." Guan Yi said softly.

Ding Mu looked at him and nodded.

Obviously, even if Guan Shanqing tried his best, his father would not be able to survive.

Sooner or later, Guan Shanqing realized what was wrong, but it was too late.

She died in the mountains and stayed at that age.

And those who were rescued by her desperately could not escape the malicious manipulation of fate and others.

What surprised Ding Mu the most was that this organization seemed to have always known about his existence and even understood his identity.

It is very likely that he has been targeted since the first time he entered the mountain.

His right hand suddenly began to hurt violently.

It was as if his bones were about to break through his hand and rush out of his body.

The author says:

It's coming to an end, there may be omissions foreshadowing Orz, I'll do my best!