Killing God

When I heard from Ling Chunnikou that the former tomb was born in the Gaoling Mountain, Shen Shi had thought about it and he didn't intend to join in the excitement. The treasure house tombs where this kind of news has been spread will inevitably attract a large number of lucky monks. If the scale of the treasure mentioned in the news is larger, it can even attract monks from other states outside Haizhou to explore the treasure. After all, the road to comprehension is difficult and tortuous. If there is no great opportunity, the vast majority of monks can only look up at the top of the fairyland in their entire life, and they will end up in depression.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people yearning for this kind of thing. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dream. Even the countless realities in this world have already clearly stated that for most mortals, the talents who walk forward step by step are down to earth. It is the right way and the only way, but whenever there is news of a treasure house like this in the Hongmeng realms, it will still attract the attention of countless monks.

Among them, whether it is a casual cultivator or an ordinary sect disciple, the minds are actually the same.

Shen Shi is not completely indifferent to this, but he has always been calm and cautious, and he thinks more. Now Gaoling Mountain will definitely be a scene where monks gather in the next few days. His own way is still It’s not too high. I really want to go to Gaoling Mountain. Not to mention whether the news about the treasure is true or not, even if the news is true, how can thousands of monks get the treasure on their own?

Shen Shi didn't believe in this kind of coincidence, so he finally decided to focus on peace of mind cultivation at the moment, and he didn't want to have extra problems.

It’s just that I ran into Lao Hou by accident at Nantianmen. After hearing the origin of the jar he said, Shen Shi subconsciously thought of the tomb of Gaoling Mountain. Maybe there is no really very certain evidence, but Shenshi’s At that moment, his mind was indeed moved again.

Perhaps, in the bottom of my heart, I can't avoid the vulgarity, or are I looking forward to dreaming of having a big pie hit my head?

When Shen Shi walked out of the Nantian Gate, he thought a little bit self-deprecatingly in his heart.

Floating Cloud City occupies a huge area and is lively and prosperous. Many families have lived here for generations. Dongcheng Houjia is one of the most prestigious families. Without expending much effort, Shen Shi inquired about the location of Hou's mansion. He walked all the way to the East City and passed Long Street Avenue on the way. There was a lot of pedestrians. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked inconspicuous, except for the one who had been following his feet. Apart from the little black pig being a little strange, no one would look at him more.

In fact, there is no obvious mark interval between the several districts of Floating Cloud City. It is just a common name for the general location. The Hou family has been operating here for generations. This old house occupies an excellent position in the city, and the area is not small. More than ten meters away is a lively street. When you get closer, it becomes quiet again. It can be said to be a treasured geomantic place for quiet.

Shen Shi walked to the side of the road named Hou Men Dao, looked at the high gate compound from a distance, pondered for a moment, and continued to walk forward along the flow of people as if nothing had happened. Others couldn't see him. Only intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze was all around the courtyard of the waiting house, and at the same time, his footsteps slowly circled the big house.

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Pedestrians on Houmen Road are like weaving, coming and going. In addition to the spacious avenue, there are also many large and small alleys along the road. The large ones are flat and neat and self-contained, and there are shops spread inside, but the small ones are dark and deep. It looks messy, and I don't know where to lead.

Shen Shi himself would not care about these humble alleys. At this moment, his mind was almost in the home of the Houjia. Since it is about the Yin and Yang curse, this monster clan secret method is crucial to him. Although the hope is slim, just seeing the miraculous effects of the Qingxin Mantra and Tianming Mantra is enough to make him try his best anyway.

When he walked through an intersection, a woman walked across the crowd at almost the same time, and walked in the opposite direction to him. The two passed by. Shen Shi didn't notice anything unusual, but the woman was walking forward. A few steps later, he suddenly shook his body, but turned his head back with a little surprise, and glanced at Chen Shi's back.

This woman was actually Ling Chunni.

At this moment, Ling Chunni has changed her clothes, but it is different from the cool, hot and attractive appearance when she was with Hou Yuanwang yesterday. At this moment, she does not use Fendai and the clothes are normal, although she still has The feminine color is quite glamorous, but the clothes are loose and conservative, which can be regarded as concealing the style that makes her most lustful for men. When walking silently on this long street, it is not very conspicuous.

Shen Shi didn’t notice her when she rubbed her shoulders just now. It was also the reason why she almost changed her face today. It was very different from what she looked like yesterday. However, Ling Chunni clearly recognized Shen Shi, and she looked at Shen Shi at this moment. From the back, it was soon obvious that Shen Shi seemed to be looking at the Houjia Mansion, intentionally or unconsciously.

After watching for a while, Ling Chunni snorted in his heart and thought: These stinky men are not all the same. Yesterday I heard that there might be a secret road leading to the tomb in Hou's house. Today, he came over to call home. Up.

But thinking about returning, Ling Chunni didn't mean to reveal anything. On the contrary, Hou's family was even more annoying in her eyes at this moment. In addition, Hou Yuanwang's death was also a big trouble. She wished she would be farther away from that family. The better it is.

As for Shen Shi... She shrugged and turned around indifferently. She didn't know how many people she would meet in her life. It didn't matter whether he lived or died.

However, it seems that when I begged him for mercy yesterday, he showed the appearance of Jun Ren's picking. As a result, this guy didn't seem to be tempted. This is rare... Such thoughts passed in his heart, Ling Chunni continued to be silent and bowed slightly. He walked forward on the ground, and after tens of feet, he turned into an alley beside the road.

This alley is narrow and messy, with high walls on both sides, so that the light into the alley is not enough. Even in the daytime, it looks very dim. On the already narrow road, sewage and dirt can be seen from time to time, and the air is filled with a strange smell, which makes people disgusting.

Compared with the bright and lively streets outside, this messy alley is a world away. It can be seen that nothing will come here on weekdays, and there are no people on either side. But just in this dim and messy alley, Ling Chunni seemed to be very familiar with walking, as if she had walked through such a dirty and dark alley countless times.

Darkness gathered behind her, quietly concealing her slender figure, unknowingly, the noise on the noisy street in the distance gradually disappeared, Ling Chunni walked to the depths of the alley, where it seemed to be more and more It’s dark and messy, but there is a door, and there is a family living in such a place.

Ling Chunni did not hesitate at all, walked to the broken wooden door, stretched out his white palms to support the door door, the snow-white skin and the dark brown wooden door formed a sharp contrast of black and white, and then followed With a creak, the wooden door opened.

"Goddamn, I'm back."

Ling Chunni yelled inside, with a soft voice. If Shen Shi stood here at this moment, she might feel a little warmer in the voice of this woman at this moment, and a little less stimulating and seductive softness.

"Hey." In the dark room, an old voice sounded, accompanied by a few harsh coughs.

Ling Chunni's face changed, she walked quickly into the room, and she was greeted by a deep darkness. She immediately frowned, then walked to the side familiarly, taking out the flint and the candle from nowhere, and clicking On fire, light up this room.

The dim candlelight slowly lit up, illuminating the surroundings. This is a very small room, no more than seven or eight feet in front and back. A bed is placed by the wall inside, which seems to take up half of the space. In addition, the rest of the house was cluttered with a lot of tatters, which looked embarrassing.

And at the moment lying on the bed is an elderly woman with white and sparse hair, wrinkles on her face, all over her face, from the skin to the thin arms exposed outside the bedding, all her skin is dry like dead branches and leaves. It seemed as if it had completely lost its moisture, the old and non-human shape, in this dim light, was like a dying person, even with a bit of ghostly air.

Looking at it, Ling Chunni didn't seem to feel any sense of fear. He pulled the hand in his hand and put it on the table, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently patted the back of the old woman who was coughing comfortably. Said: "Goddamn, didn't I tell you a long time ago, this candle is worthless, there is nothing to save."

The old woman's chapped lips squirmed and smiled, but the smile looked quite a bit frightening, and said, "It doesn't make much sense to order it. The things here are just like that, can I still Can you see what flowers are coming?"

Ling Chunni smiled forcefully, her lips pursed slightly, and a trace of sadness passed across her face.

The old woman looked at Ling Chunni's beautiful and soft face like a spring flower, and was silent for a moment, slowly stretched out her hand, and took Ling Chunni's palm. Ling Chunni helped her sit up and leaned on the pillow.

The old woman’s haggard hand was exposed with blue veins and dry skin. Putting it together with Ling Chunni’s white, soft, greasy and soft palm, it was almost like two opposite hands, when her hand was in Ling Chunni’s hand. When she gently stroked her palm, it seemed as if a piece of blunt sandpaper was passing coldly.

Ling Chunni lowered his head lightly, his shell teeth lightly clenched, but he said nothing.

After a while, the old woman faintly spoke, "You are beautiful again."

Ling Chunni smiled, still letting her hold her white and warm palm without saying a word, but the old woman clearly felt that the palm of Ling Chunni's hand suddenly became a little cold. She looked at Ling Chunni's soft and charming face, her face was pale, but her voice seemed to be a little sad, and she whispered: "Hey, I knew it was like this. I shouldn't have put the half of "Mengtan Tu". here you are."