Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Erdong Chen and Guan Yi are different, even though they were once close to each other, it is difficult to separate.

Before Ding Qiankun was damaged and the scabbard had not been melted, they could be regarded as one. At the beginning, the sword spirit of Guanqian was composed of the aura of the scabbard and the blade body. Separated, it became two things, the connection was gradually broken, the sword spirit was divided into two halves, and then slowly differentiated until it completely became two things.

How can a knife without a scabbard or blade be considered a complete knife?

The part of Erdong Chen's spiritual body stored most of the memories of King Xuanhe's time, which Guan Yi lacked.

It was also from these memories that he learned part of the truth.

Who would have thought that many things would have ended since then?

"What's this?" Ding Mu asked, pointing to a corner of the photo. He didn't pay attention to what Er Dongchen said just now, or in other words, even if he noticed, he wouldn't ask too much.

The attitude of the other party was unclear, but it reflected a message: this place is not as safe as he imagined.

At least it's different from the Borderlands he thought.

"Let me take a look." Er Dongchen took the photo, expressionless, no longer smiling hypocritically, his long eyebrows furrowed, his jaw tensed, and his vicious look could scare a bunch of children into tears.

It was a brooch in the shape of a five-pointed star, pinned on the mayor's chest. It was simple in shape and very inconspicuous, and it looked very plain when matched with his formal attire. Wrong place.

Not knowing why, he looked up at the young man.

Ding Mu saw the confusion in the man's eyes a little funny, he saw that the face that was very similar to Guan Yi showed an expression that was nothing like Guan Yi, the discomfort in his heart finally receded a lot, he said: "I often Saw this pattern on something."

"Pentagram?" Er Dongchen asked, "You mean..."

The two looked at each other, and turned their heads to look at the temple not far away.

The movements are the same, but the expressions are different, one is dignified, and the other accepts fate.

"How many did you see?" Er Dongchen asked.

"Four." Ding Mu replied.

The man didn't say what he saw or where it was, but he knew what the man was asking.

Patterns, temples, pentagrams.

"Four, no wonder, I knew..." Er Dongchen murmured, the more he talked, the more ugly his face became, and the tighter his brows frowned.

"What did you say?" Ding Mu couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Do you want to die?"

"What did you say?" Ding Mu thought that this person was threatening him, but the other person's face looked like he was making an ordinary question.

"If you don't want to die, give up this mission now and directly choose to be my scabbard. Before it's too late, I can keep you alive. If Guan Yi can't do it, I can."

This sentence is not pleasant to say, but it is what Er Dong Chen thinks he can do.

"There's something wrong with you, you, why are you crazy?" Ding Mu didn't know the purpose of this person's appearance, why the other party wanted him to be his scabbard so eagerly, and didn't know what was wrong with his mission this time. He didn't know much about all of this, so it was no wonder he reacted this way.

"You chose to continue the task, didn't you?" Er Dongchen didn't dwell on this issue, he saw Ding Mu's gradually resolute expression, nodded, and said, "I see, I came here to help you , I know what he means."

There was a fatigue of resignation on his face, this emotion only appeared for a moment, and soon changed to that kind of expression with some resentment and resentment, with his head slightly raised, and he didn't know who he was facing.

Ding Mu looked at his expression and thought that this person was going to break through the sky in the next moment.

"I choose to continue to do the task." Ding Mu said.

"I see. From now on, I will tell you everything you are allowed to know until the end." His face regained his composure, and he put on the mask again, the one that could hide his ferocious eyes. face mask.

All things allowed to know?from now on?

This means that some information just now is not allowed to be shared with outsiders?

"First of all, I want to tell you that a large part of your guesses are in line with the basic situation here, but there are some things, because of the environmental problems and limitations here, you have not been able to know the real truth." Er Dongchen said , "Your identity is a detective, and the obvious line is to investigate the cause of A's mother's death, right?"

Ding Mu nodded.

"Detectives are foreigners, and it's not easy to get into a small town that's exclusive, and it's almost impossible for a detective to come to another case he's barely heard of before just for a low-paying, trivial case. Place, judging from your ignorance of this place, your identity must at least be relatively far away from the province and city where this town is located, but not extremely far away - if it is too far away, unless the case is really worth it, otherwise Basically no one would want to come, am I right?"

Although Yinshan is a small world, some places are similar to the outside world.

"The legend of the water god here is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even a real 'miracle' has come, but no one here has leaked it out, not even a story, why?" he asked he.

"Because it is ruled by centralized power? The civilians are ruled by iron and blood?" Ding Mu thought for a while, but he was not sure.

"Because there is no water god here, and the water god is just a cover." Er Dongchen raised his eyebrows, and said the answer that Ding Mu had guessed but didn't dare to think about.

There is no water god, so what is the gray fog here?