Shifang Wusheng

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Because it is on the top of the mountain, the square is very cool due to the strong mountain wind.

There is also an unknown Buddhist temple.

The Buddha statue inside looks like it has been around for some years, and the statue of Guangci Arhat is enshrined.

There are also scriptures written in unknown languages ​​on the walls, which attract many tourists to watch.

There is an old monk in the Buddhist temple with a young novice monk, who lives on incense money and growing some vegetables and fruits by himself.

As soon as Wei He came up, he saw this somewhat old copper-colored Buddhist temple.

He stood in the distance, glanced inside, and saw that the one enshrined was just an arhat.

Speaking of which, Xuanmiaozong also enshrined gods back then, but Xuanmiaozong belonged to the Taoist sect, and the one enshrined was naturally the supreme god of the Taoist sect, Taishi Yuanjun.

Wei He took a closer look at the old monk kneeling beside the Buddhist hall.

After confirming that there is nothing abnormal on the other party, only decaying vitality, he looks away.

The purpose of his coming here is to find out whether Yuan Duzi passed by here in the first place.

He firmly believed that with the spiritual strength of the elder sister Yuan Duzi, she would never die so simply.

Even he was not swallowed and killed by the mist. The elder sister is a great master, and she has broken through to a higher level.You can definitely find a way to avoid the virtual fog!

Wei He firmly believed in this.

At this moment, a few tourists who went up the mountain pointed out.

"Climbing to Xiantai, going to Xiantai, it is obvious that immortals are Taoists, but a Buddhist temple is built here, which is also ridiculous."

"Now there is no difference between Taoism and Buddhism. It is not easy to survive." Another person sighed.

"There was a great famine in the past few years, followed by floods and plagues. Too many people died. Let's go and see the stele left by General Zhang Xingwen."

The few tourists did not seem to be ordinary people, and they were all wearing mandarin gowns and silk clothes.

"Zhang Xingwen?" Wei He investigated and collected information before going out.

During the years he lived in seclusion, it was not all smooth sailing for Da Yue.

The warlords in the middle were divided into separate regimes, and they fought again and again. There were foreign enemies and foreigners invading on the way.

Because of the old hatred of the past, Serakla made a comeback, using guns that were much more developed than Da Yue's mainland, and once occupied a lot of territory.

But was driven out by many warlords.

Many warlords in the middle once had a very short-lived unification situation, but unfortunately... due to corruption, interests, party struggles and other issues, the unification quickly disintegrated and returned to a chaotic war situation.

And Zhang Xingwen was a national patriotic warlord at that time with a great reputation.Died in foreign wars.

Several people left slowly.

Wei He walked slowly along Dengxiantai Square, turning around a little bit.

First, I went around here in a normal way, but found nothing.

His face remained motionless. If he really left traces like this, he would have been overwhelmed by other traces for so many years.

Finding a corner, Wei He stood still, his eyes flashed, and he entered the real world instantly.

Now that there is no external zhenqi, if he wants to enter the real world, he must consume the real energy stored in his body.

Substituting the real power that contains true energy can keep the senses in a super-sensing state without being degraded by the mist.

Fortunately, for so many years, Wei He seldom used his real strength. In addition, his strength was extremely powerful, dozens of times that of real people of the same level.

Therefore, it is only used to maintain the senses, and it will not worry about being exhausted if it is maintained for hundreds of years.

It's just that Wei He avoided using it as much as possible based on the idea of ​​using less and less.

The same is true for his Sanxinjue bloodline, without the nourishment of true energy, he can only hold his breath for these years, and occasionally use true energy to nourish it.

It can be regarded as barely maintaining the original level.

The current situation is that Wei He's huge real strength has been reduced to a power bank, charging Sanxinjue's powerful body and super senses from time to time.

As long as he doesn't let it go, Wei He's own strength is enough to support him until he dies.

Even in actual combat, he can use only his pure body to solve all troubles with speed and strength.

After improving his senses, the scene before Wei He's eyes changed drastically.

The shallowest layer of real world - Yingxiao Feng layer.

The tourists who climbed to the Sendai were coming and going, and all of them were covered with a little powder float.

Like a sugar man coated in powdered sugar.

The weird Ying Xiaofeng remained the same, but the true energy in the air disappeared.

Wei He carefully scanned all the way from the ground, and walked around Dengxiantai again.

Suddenly, he stopped.The line of sight falls straight on an edge of the ground.

There are two huge bird paw prints on the ground near the cliff fence.

The paw prints are five-fingered, sharp, deeply embedded in the ground, forming five black hollows.

"Without the real beast, are there other things coming out?" Wei He felt awe-inspiring.

"Still, this is a trace left many years ago."

He knelt down to examine carefully.

It was found that the paw prints were some years old, and they were not recent traces.

"Could this be the trace left by the elder sister?"

Wei He stroked the paw prints on the rocks on the ground, frowning.

Suddenly he was taken aback, raised his hand and smelled it.

A faint fishy and rotten breath penetrated into his nostrils.

"What smells?"

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The smell on the paw prints was mixed with the smell of dust, but more of it was the stench of some kind of corpse that had been decomposing for a long time.

Wei He stood up and looked out towards the cliff beside the paw print.

There was a vast expanse of white mist.

"Has the true energy been completely replaced by the mist?" Wei He squinted his eyes, trying to see something from the mist, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly.

Considering that he is in the crowd now, it is not easy to jump off the cliff directly.Otherwise, he would like to jump off the cliff to see what's going on on the other side.

After all, if you fully enter the real world, your body will disappear in reality.

With a tremor in his eyes, Wei He withdrew from the real world again.

The bustling scene of people coming and going was restored again, and there were more and more tourists on the entire Xiantai as time went by.

Standing in the crowd, Wei He's tall body is obviously eye-catching.

He looked left and right, and there was someone setting up a stall in a corner on Dengxiantai at this time.

On the other side there are vendors selling snacks and sweet water.There are also people who carry small Buddha statues, Taoist gods, woodcarvings, etc., and start selling their goods wherever they meet.

Wei He glanced at the show performer from a distance. The performer was a middle-aged man with gray hair.With a young girl, she was talking to the people around her with her arms folded.

Looking from Wei He's direction, everyone in sight, whether they are spectators or performers.

All scrawny, sunken-cheeked, malnourished poses.

"Huh? This gentleman, are you here to look for someone in Yuewu Mountain?" Suddenly a young male voice came from the side.

Wei He looked calmly, but saw a noble young man with short hair and black eyes standing behind him with a gentle smile on his face.

"How do you know I'm looking for someone?" Wei He asked slowly.

In just a moment, he saw that the person in front of him was just an ordinary person.

However, this person is not very old, but his blood is the strongest among the people around him.

"Looking at Mr.'s body shape and height, he should not be a local, so I will take the liberty to ask." The young man was Zhong Ling who was delighted to see Liexin.

He heard what He Xiaoguang said about seeing a strong man before, so he paid more attention along the way.

Unexpectedly, when he came up the mountain, he really found the person He Xiaoguang mentioned.

From a distance, he knew that the other party was definitely not a good looking guy just by looking at his figure.

So he intends to come forward to make friends.

"Do you know what's going on with the legend of the Crow King here?" Wei He asked smoothly.

"The Crow King? I know this, it's an old story from Ningcheng. There have always been outsiders who disappeared from Yuewu Mountain every once in a while.

However, because they are passing by from other places, no one knows the origin, so they often leave it alone.The Crow King was the legend that spread at that time. "

Zhong Ling briefly introduced.

"But speaking of it, there has been news recently that outsiders have started disappearing here again. I don't know what happened, and people from the police station in the city have also come out to investigate."

"Does the Crow King have any characteristics?" Wei He asked with a frown.

"Uh, isn't this just a legend? For details, I guess I should ask the old man." Zhong Ling hesitated.

He suddenly thought of another murder case that happened in the past few days.It seems that I am not so sure anymore.

"Okay, thank you." Wei He nodded his thanks.Turn around and go down the hill.

Zhong Ling was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be so resolute.

He hurriedly turned around to look, only to find that the man had disappeared into the crowd.

He looked around, but didn't find any sign of the man.

Then ask other people around, they didn't see how Wei He left at all.

In desperation, Zhong Ling could only give up.

With He Xiaoguang and others, he quickly walked towards the direction of the entertainer on Dengxiantai.

He Xiaoguang and another follower squeezed away the spectators for him and went inside.

"Excuse me, is Master Hong Changqun here?" Zhong Ling walked to the side, clasped his fists and said loudly.

At this time, the performers were just in the middle of the break, and there was only a half-grown girl on the field, who was holding an iron basin, turning around all the way, asking for rewards.

Zhong Ling casually put a silver dollar in.One silver dollar can be exchanged for one hundred Wen, which can be said to be a bit heavy at this time.

"This girl." A gentle smile appeared on Zhong Ling's face, "May I ask if Master Hong Changqun is here?"

The girl looked up at him and pointed to her mouth.Then shake hands.

Meaning she couldn't speak.

"This..." Zhong Ling didn't expect that the other party was actually dumb, and was about to change his method to find Hong Changqun who was resting inside.

call……

Suddenly a cold breeze blew past from the front.

The cold wind was icy cold, even if this was the top of the mountain, the mountain wind was already strong, and Zhong Ling's goose bumps popped out all over his body.

Ah!

At this moment, a scream came from the temporary rest tent where the entertainer was.

The dumb girl was taken aback, and then the iron basin in her hand suddenly slipped, she turned around and ran towards the tent.

Whoa!

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a middle-aged man stood inside, with a haggard and bloodless face.

He was standing in the middle of the tent, looked up at the dumb girl, and suddenly fell lightly to the ground.

The dumb girl's eyes widened suddenly, and only then did she see what was behind the man.

This man unexpectedly only had the front half of his body left, and the back half had disappeared.

Like a knife, from top to bottom, it cut him into two pieces.