Chapter 671 The Evil Ghost "You"

Zhang Yueshan is not a coward.

After all, he has lived for more than a hundred years and has seen the impermanence of life and death. Even the Buddha he loves cannot resist the power of time.

At his age, even in the Zhang family, he is already over half a century old among ordinary people, and more than half of his long life has passed.

Zhang Rishan does not care so much about his life and death, but...

Zhang Yueshan looked at Liang Wan, who was a little excited in fear, and sighed. He could not sit idly by and watch Liang Wan die innocently in such a ghost place.

It was true that he asked Liang Wan to come here, but it did not mean that he wanted Liang Wan to die.

"I seem to have found an interesting place, Zhang Rishan, take Liang Wan away from the altar, I want to prove something."

At this moment, the voice of the blue robe sounded from afar.

Far away?

Several people were stunned, and then they realized that this guy had run down the altar without knowing when, and was in the group of ghosts with vigilance?

What surprised them even more was that the ghosts turned a blind eye to him, and only the nearest ghosts glanced at him, and then looked back at the altar.

"... I know what you mean!"

Zhang Rishan's face was happy. It seemed that these ancient ghosts still believed in the principle of "every grievance has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor". This would make it much easier.

Zhang Yushan hurriedly hugged Liang Wan, and came to the blue robe after a few ups and downs.

The black fog almost submerged the chests of the three people. Of course, with Liang Wan's altitude, the black fog had submerged her entire body...

It was very embarrassing.

"As expected, Hu Ming, you should come down too. Most of the ghosts here will not embarrass us. It's just a false alarm."

The blue robe breathed a sigh of relief and greeted Hu Ming, who had a serious face.

"It's not just unrelated to you. I roughly understand one thing."

"I probably have something in common with this faceless old man, or similarities. Wan... is indeed coming for me!"

Hu Ming shook his head and said solemnly.

When the Ten Thousand Ghosts appeared, Hu Ming's intuition vaguely sensed this kind of thing.

However, at that time, Hu Ming only thought that the Ten Thousand Ghosts were angry at living creatures and didn't take it seriously.

But now, the "harmonious coexistence" between the other three and the Ten Thousand Ghosts clearly shows that the Ten Thousand Ghosts have no hostility towards living creatures, but only towards him.

This point is very interesting to ask.

Hu Ming asked himself that he was definitely not the kind of old monster that existed in ancient times and had forgotten his memory, and it was impossible for him to have any connection with these beings ten thousand years ago.

So, let's make a bold guess. What exactly do Hu Ming and this faceless old man ten thousand years ago have in common?

First of all, the influence of blood tattoos can be ruled out.

Look at Zhang Yueshan and Lan Pao to know that this is absolutely impossible.

So, the system? Could it be that this faceless old man is also a cheater with a system?

No, impossible!

Hu Ming shook his head. Even if it was a one in a million chance, the faceless old man was also a cheater, but a system like this, can a mere evil ghost detect it? Don't be ridiculous.

So...

"The special aura unique to immortals?"

"Brother Wumao, I seem to know something about the immortals ten thousand years ago? If that's true, things are getting more and more interesting."

"The ancient ancestors discovered this and thought that you who are not old are gods? No, immortals!!!"

"Some information in the wind, and from the ancient book left by Zhang Qishan, although I haven't deciphered it all, I found common words..."

"People on the mountain? People refer to immortals. As the name suggests, in that ancient time, immortals Living in the mountains is for immortals!"

"There are clearly pictographs similar to the word immortal in the stone slabs dug out from your altar."

"Regarding your records, the residents of Gutongjing are probably the only ones who know about it? They built the city underground, probably not because of the snakes, but because of you, right? The snake is just a surprise they discovered accidentally."

"Wang Canghai has stayed here for many years for hundreds of years, studying snakes, just to kill time, and also to find your traces, right?"

Hu Ming raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured in a low voice.

"It's just that you, who were in the wild era ten thousand years ago, or perhaps you in the more distant past, how did you get this immortality?"

"Also, are you dead now? If not, where did you go?"

"Are you the only one who got immortality, or is there a tribe formed by an immortal behind you?"

"Do those old guys in the door know you, or your existence?"

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Conan said that when all impossibilities are eliminated, the last possibility left, no matter how unbelievable it is, must be the fact!

However, there is still a question now.

Hu Ming looked back at the statue. If this guy is really an immortal, is it really necessary to sacrifice his life?

Is it necessary to show off in front of others and to show that he is different from his peers?

Or does he need these lives to be sacrificed for him??

In the confused eyes of the three people, facing such a dangerous situation, Hu Ming did not panic at all, but his expression became more and more fanatical.

"Is he crazy? Scared crazy?"

Among the ghosts, Liang Wan said in amazement.

"No, it's impossible! He is definitely not such a fragile man, not to mention that this scene can't do anything to him!"

"How can a man who suppressed our clan with his own strength and almost slaughtered our gods be a fragile man?"

"Compared to what you said, I would rather believe that Hu Ming may have seen through something, for example, the secret of Gutongjing, the secret here..."

The blue robe licked his dry lips and said in a deep voice.

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, even if it is Hu Ming, if the ghosts are hostile to him, I am afraid that he can..."

Zhang Rishan didn't finish his words, but just cut his palm with a dagger and smeared his hands with hot blood.

Whether it was the friendship between the two or for Liang Wan, Zhang Rishan couldn't watch Hu Ming die.

At the same time, it seemed that the ghosts around him subconsciously moved away from the three people, as if they had sensed the breath in Zhang Rishan's blood that made ghosts disgusted and afraid, and even the black fog retreated a little, revealing a large open space.

Even so, the ghosts ignored Zhang Yueshan and just stared at Hu Ming, ready to move.

"No need! You have never seen the horrible methods of that man..."

"Numbers will never cause any trouble to him. We just watch quietly. He once challenged the terrible methods of the gods in the bronze gate deep in the Himalayas."

The blue robe smiled slightly, pulled Zhang Yueshan, and looked at Hu Ming with burning eyes.

Hu.

Huhu...

At the same time, the ghosts moved, accompanied by roars, driving the black fog, and the ghosts charged towards Hu Ming!!!