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Shen Lin thought, reaching out to take the bottle from the edge of the window sill, he opened it and sniffed it.

KP No. 3: "Do you want to confirm whether it is ointment or not? Have you received medical treatment? But you haven't, so you can't tell what is in it."

After thinking for a while, he called Yan Xiuyi, lifted Yan Xiuyi's arm, and applied some ointment on him—this ointment was rough in texture, and there were traces of unmilled herbs, but it felt cool to the touch after being applied. Yan Xiu pursed his lips and said, "It should be real ointment."

"You pressed his left shoulder just now to confirm whether the monster last night was him?"

"Yes," Yan Xiuyi said lightly, "he has a pain reaction, there is an injury there, we left an injury on that monster last night."

"The wandering night ghost..." Shen Lin closed the ointment box and twirled it between his slender fingers, "What exactly did the mountain ghost send him for?"

After muttering, he handed the ointment to Huo Lian: "The little? The boy came to you today to give you this little? bottle of ointment. He knows you are hurt. Have you thought about why?"

Huo Lian was startled, he understood Shen Rin's hint, gritted his teeth and said, "Aunt Wang also knows that I'm hurt."

"Then how do you explain the wound on his shoulder?"

"Knock, knock..."

Shen Lin was silent, no matter what? He couldn't wake up a sleeping person, but after thinking about it, maybe it was Huo Lian's attitude that made him a little different in the boy's heart.

He sighed and said: "Blind eyes can't solve the problem. It may be useful to escape from reality for a while, but it can't change the reality after all. Since you want to solve the problem of the mountain ghost, but you don't want to reveal the deep secret of the boy, you will Always trap yourself in a dead end, and you will always be the only one who lingers."

"None of us are from the village, so we don't have a strong hatred for that child." Yan Xiu added, "Killing him may solve the temporary problem, but it cannot solve the fundamental problem of the mountain ghost."

Oh shit.Shen Lin glanced at Yan Xiu, raised his brows, and showed an expression of "it's rare that you can say such things". As soon as Yan Xiu noticed his teasing, the hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, and his fingertips were on Shen Lin's face. Rin's fingers brushed across, making Shen Rin feel numb for a moment.

Huo Lian pondered for a long time, finally sighed, and said frankly: "Xiao Yan's life experience is miserable, I really can't bear to treat him as a monster. Except that he eats more, he is no different from ordinary people. "

Shen Lin: "..." Is this called eating more?

"His father is idle, not giving birth all year round, drinking heavily every day, killing his mother and trying to kill him. After the neighbors rescued him, they alienated him because of the strange disease on his body."

"Strange disease?"

"It's just an ordinary rash." Huo Lian lowered his eyes, "It's just that the rash on Xiao Yanyan's body was more frequent and contagious. At that time, someone died suddenly for no reason. Everyone in the village thought it was him. What did I do, angered the mountain ghost, cursed all over his body, moved him to that ruined temple, at first he was taken care of, and brought some meals, but gradually no one paid attention to him. Once I happened to pass by, Seeing that he had a high fever and was dying of illness, I gave him medicine and saved his life. After that, I often visited him. His appetite was bigger than others, and he was always hungry. I secretly He brought food from home, and it was quickly eaten by him."

"Grandpa knew about this, and he felt sorry for Xiao Yan, and often opened and closed his eyes." He paused, and said with a complicated expression: "Later, Xiao Yan learned about the ceremony and went to participate in it secretly. , but became the last survivor. The villagers were shocked, and they all believed that he had something to do with the mountain ghost, and those whose family members died in the sacrificial ceremony even transferred their hatred to him, thinking that he was the one who caused the death. My relatives, I want him to give an explanation. Originally, in matters that depend on their own abilities, whoever wins will not blame others, even if he has resentment in his heart, he will not speak out, but it is too weird for him to win."

"I can understand," Shen Lin nodded in agreement, "Everyone will find it strange, you and I are no exception, but you still choose to trust him."

"But? He doesn't have anything else? Strange..." Huo Lian scratched his cheeks, and said in a daze, "Weak and lonely, he is worse than ordinary children. He can only wait for death if he is bullied. Even if you are sick, you have no special ability to recover by yourself. You are immortals, you may not understand the pain of us mortals, but immortals, he is really a poor child."

A queer poor kid.

Shen Lin thought to himself, he still needs to dig out some more information about that boy——Xiao Yan, and the information that is known at all levels is still too thin.

If the monster last night was Xiao Yan, combined with the rumors in the village, the night ghost is not the same as the mountain ghost. What exactly is the mountain ghost?Why did Xiao Yan become a night ghost? Why did he wander around the village and prey on the villagers?

All these answers have to be found in that forest. There must be some way to resolve the fog-filled forest.

At this moment, a heavy bell sounded suddenly, and Huo Lian suddenly stood up, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible?! It came again so soon!"

"What?" After Shen Lin asked, he saw a bright light coming from the forest where they came, as if some god descended.

He asked, "Has the ceremony begun?"

"Yes...!" Huo Lian's face turned pale, "A sacrificial ceremony was just held a few days ago, why is there another one?!"

"What are the rules?" Shen Lin asked.

"At least ten people must be selected to participate in the sacrifice, regardless of men, women, old or young, as long as they are alive. The sacrifice will start on time at midnight, and the end time is uncertain." Huo Lian looked solemn, and hurried footsteps and calls came from outside the room, and the door It didn't matter, someone rushed in. They grabbed Huo Lian's sleeves and asked anxiously: "A Lian! Is the village chief still awake!? A Lian! What should we do now, A Lian!"

"I, I..." Huo Lian was at a loss. Grandpa had been handling the matter of who would go to the sacrifice. He didn't know what to do when such a big burden suddenly fell on him.

Shen Lin pressed his shoulders and said, "Let's go out first and help invite the village elders over. We will discuss a result before the sacrifice begins."

"Who are you?" Someone didn't know Shen Rin and the others, and looked at them suspiciously and unfriendlyly.

Shen Lin said: "We are immortal cultivators who have come to practice."

He showed his true spirit and forced all the villagers who came up to retreat. Seeing this, they begged and cried and fell beside Shen Lin: "The gods save us... I beg you to save us!"

Yan Xiu blocked the frightened crowd and said coldly, "Go and invite the elders."

"Go and invite grandpas Zhao, Li, and Zhou." Huo Lian said wearily.

Under Yan Xiuyi's suppression, the villagers outside the house were afraid to go forward. They were afraid of the soft but sharp long sword in his hand, and wanted to find a solution, so they surrounded Huo Lian's house with their probes.

Not long after, the three old men were invited into the house. They were full of words, but when they saw Yan Xiu standing at the door, they swallowed them all.

The prestige of immortal cultivators does not allow them to be presumptuous, so? For their long journey to immortality, longevity is just a struggle with time and eternity. Life and death can be taken away in an instant. Their mortal bodies are not worth mentioning in front of immortals.

The gods who came down from the ancient temple on the top of the mountain had already made them realize this.

The door was closed again, and when Huo Lian saw the three people, he hurriedly said: "My grandfather is not awake yet, please ask the three elders to help me preside over the sacrificial ceremony."

When those people caught a glimpse of Shen Rin, their eyes were timid and respectful. It is rare for ordinary people to see a cultivator, so they felt a little awe of everyone who had glimpsed the way of heaven.

"You are young and impulsive, so I didn't tell you anything about sacrifices," an old man with gray temples lamented. Go door by door in order, if there is only one person left in the door that is your turn, then skip that door and choose the next one..."

Several people discussed and finally delineated the list.

One of them asked worriedly: "What if Xiao Yan goes away again?"

"A Lian," the oldest of the three looked at Huo Lian solemnly, "I heard that you often contact Xiao Yanyan?"

"I..." Huo Lian was silent, he really couldn't tell a lie, he was dull and straightforward.

Seeing this, Shen Lin changed the subject: "Since the person has been selected, let's inform. Tonight may be a good opportunity to kill the mountain ghost. A Lian, I will discuss the plan with you in detail."

The news went on, and it didn't take long to hear the news that someone wanted to escape, but if they wanted to leave here, they had to go through the forest where the mountain ghost was. There was no way for their ordinary bodies to escape this disaster.

In the room, Shen Lin and Huo Lian finalized the details, intending to find clues to break through from the bamboo forest. When the time came, Huo Lian went out and ran into Aunt Wang. She said worriedly: "You are the only male in your family. The village chief is old, and you have no heirs, are you really going to that dangerous place?"

Huo Lian nodded and said, "I want to get rid of the mountain ghost together with the head fairy."

"If that mourner is gone again! What will you do?!" Aunt Wang showed anxiety, "I told you to kill that mourner, but you didn't listen!"

"Don't talk about it, Aunt Wang." Huo Lian insisted, "Xiao? Yan's life is miserable. He is from our hometown. We shouldn't exclude him like this. It is not easy for him to survive. If he goes this time... I It's my fate to lose to him, Huo Lian accepts my fate, but I will never let the mountain ghost harm the village again! There is a fairy to help me, don't worry."

No. 3 KP asked: "Aren't you going to say something?"

"What are you talking about?" Shen Lin didn't even have a clue yet, he thought about it expressionlessly, and said to Huo Lian, "Come on."

Huo Lian: "..."

When the time was approaching, all the people participating in the sacrificial ceremony gathered at the entrance of the village, and Huo Lian led them there.

A round of bright moon above the head faintly glowed scarlet, and the forest was so quiet that even the chirping of insects was not heard.

No. 3 kp said: "Just an inspiration."

inspiration?Why the sudden inspiration?

Shen Lin and Yan Xiuyi threw inspirations respectively.

65/28, 60/55, on average, both of them succeeded.

Shen Lin noticed that there was a mysterious feeling in the woods, like the peaceful atmosphere before realizing some kind of heart sutra, and there were spiritual particles floating everywhere that penetrated the soul.

No. 3 kp said again: "Throw and listen."

Shen Lin throws: 3 points!Big success!

No. 3 kp: "..."

There was a breeze in the woods, but Shen Lin heard a more mysterious and strange sound hidden behind the sound of the wind.

It seemed to come from the abyss, and come on the wind from some indescribable place.

It is full of spirituality, runs through his mind, and is the sound that once lingered in his dreams at night.

Accompanying him every enlightenment and epiphany, entangled every day and night, in the gray mist and light morning haze, smoothing his sea of ​​consciousness.

It comes from the mysterious palace beyond the ancient times, which belongs to the ancient and remote habitat that can only be reached by the Ascended.

Shen Lin finally heard clearly.

It was the voice of heaven.

"Drip - the system is enabled!

【Cultivator Shen Lin】

hp: 13;

mp: 13;

Mental power (san value) 64/65;

Talent skill: Son of Luck;

The progress of getting a glimpse of the way of heaven: 10% (first glimpse of the door);

Double repair value 100;”

Shen Rin: "......"

Is this the way of heaven?

At the same time, a picture suddenly popped up in front of the eyes of the other five groups who stepped into the stone gate.

Ranking:

Shen Lin/Yan Xiuyi

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