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When he was at a loss, he subconsciously looked at Longya, hoping to see something in his eyes. It was best to blow up the old locust tree like a firecracker and scolded the old locust tree. He couldn't say such shocking words again.

But Longya didn't turn his head to look at him, as if he, the person being discussed, didn't exist at all, or maybe even Longya wasn't ready to face him with any kind of expression, only to see that day and night. The person who is not afraid of not putting anything in his ears is now sullen, staring at the old locust tree without turning his eyes. Sore.

"What do you know? How did you know? Why did you say that he didn't enter the reincarnation intact, he clearly-" Long Ya said as if he had remembered something, frowned, and then he didn't say that sentence any more.

"Look, you've noticed something's not right now, don't you?" The voice in the old locust tree still rang unhurriedly, but the hoarse voice scratched in the ears, and the words made people uncomfortable. , "So, I'm not a fly, I'm here to help him."

Long Ya said coldly, "Why help him?"

"I said it before, I'm repaying my kindness—" The hoarse voice finished, and sighed in a low voice, "He doesn't remember, but I still remember it clearly, never forget it for a moment, engraved in my heart It's up..."

Although the man didn't show his face, only the old locust tree was shaking the branches and leaves with the voice "rustling", but the voice seemed to be full of deep emotions, but because too many years had passed, he was suppressed in the voice Inside, only a shallow layer was revealed.

But I don't know why, maybe the words "don't live to twenty-five" came out of his mouth, so even if this person said such words in such an emotional tone, Qi Chen still felt that he was uncomfortable, He wondered if Longya felt the same way—

Every time this person said a word, Qi Chen felt that he was uncontrollably filled with a deep disgust, but this disgust was not pure, and there was an inexplicable trace of pity and compassion in it.

This kind of complicated emotion was looming, but it didn't know where it came from, which made Qi Chen almost annoyed, but his usual indifferent temper made him subconsciously suppress this anger, so he still showed silence.

He didn't know what to say, but it didn't mean that Long Ya wouldn't speak. He only snorted coldly and said, "Put your hypocritical tone to death! Since you look like you know what happened back then, Then you must also know how to solve his life, which will not survive twenty-five years." As he spoke, the golden sword energy on the long knife in his hand lingered again, and he looked like he was waiting to be slaughtered, "Speaking of which. Listen, I think it makes sense, just believe you, I sound like a fart, then you keep those hypocritical knives and talk about it. Talk!"

The old locust tree still gently shook the green leaves and clusters of white flowers on its branches, and said in a low voice: "You don't need me to say it, you already know the answer, don't you? I've already said it since I came out, but it's just that You just don't believe me."

Longya's eyes moved slightly, and he moved his eyes away from the old locust tree and landed on the earth pit on the ground. The four dark yellow talisman papers were quietly covered on the loose earth, and the patterns of dragons flying and phoenix dancing on them were like blood. The same, almost scorching red.

Qi Chen's eyes were also on the four talisman papers, and the fingers hanging by his side moved.

The low hoarse voice sounded from the old locust tree again, but this time it was talking to Qi Chen: "I'm just a remnant soul, as you can see, I don't have the ability to show my face, and I can't even stick to people for long. It's a pity that I can only lead you to this magic circle again and again in a semi-coercive way, and ask you to tear off the talisman paper, because I really don't have that much time to convince yourself of these things slowly, and I too. I know, people, always love to do the opposite, especially when facing strangers, when I hear words that are not true or false. I have lived in this world for hundreds of years with this remnant, just to wait You have the ability to save yourself, I have waited for too many years, and after reporting this favor, I can truly settle down in peace..."

Qi Chen squatted down slowly in his words, and looked at the four talisman papers silently by the pit.

Long Ya stood beside him, and rarely did he stop him from cursing and mocking.

"I—" Qi Chen looked at the talisman for a while, then looked up at Longya, as if asking for his opinion. After all, he really didn't know anything about the past, and had no basis or memory to judge Lao Huai. Whether the words of the tree are true or false.

Long Ya glanced at the old locust tree, and then said to Qi Chen in a deep voice: "He has a sentence that can be heard. It's about your life and death, and I don't have the qualifications to make a decision for you."

Qi Chen looked at him and opened his mouth, but before he made a sound, he heard Long Ya pause and then continued: "But you can choose with confidence, you can tear it or not, the sky is falling and there are tall people. I'm still here, what are you afraid of! You won't let a person with thin arms and thin legs go to the sky. Okay! Choose."

Hearing this, Qi Chen was relieved a lot. He didn't really hope that Long Ya would bear the consequences for him, but he felt that when he couldn't see the way forward and the way back, and stood there blankly, there was at least one person by his side. .

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and reached out to the four talismans...

The whole courtyard was frighteningly silent—the half-collapsed house, the woman in white who was still going downstairs tirelessly, and the turquoise damp moss on the ground seemed to be waiting for him to make a decision.

Long Ya's knife rested on the branches of the old locust tree, and the golden light kept flowing, and he seemed to be waiting for Qi Chen's action.

And the old locust tree was silent at this time, and even the branches and leaves that occasionally trembled with the voice were silent at this time, motionless, as if holding their breath and waiting for the follow-up...

Qi Chen's eyes swept around the courtyard lightly, and finally fell back to the four talisman papers. Just when his fingertips were about to touch the talisman paper on the west side, he suddenly retracted his hand. , then stood up without any hesitation, straightened up and patted a little dust on his fingers, and said to Longya lightly: "I don't really believe that someone will repay their kindness in such a roundabout way, and I almost want mine every time. Life."

Long Ya raised the corner of his mouth, showing a sinister smile at the old locust tree, and said, "That's great, I don't believe it either!"

When the old locust tree heard their attitude, its branches trembled, and the hoarse voice finally became a little anxious: "Why don't you believe it! Every word I say is true! Why don't you tear it up! Short-lived—"

"You really like to pick on Lao Tzu's minefield! If you don't like listening to anything, you just want to mention anything!" Long Ya's face froze, and he immediately held the handle of the knife in one hand, and slapped the back of the knife with a thousand strength in the other. The golden light circulated around, and the sword energy overflowed.

The long knife glowing with cold light squeaked like a dragon's roar, and it slashed down.

The hoarse voice seemed to snort, and then suddenly laughed in a low voice. The voice was like scratching sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable, and then a cloud of black air scattered from the old locust tree. Opened, and was stirred up by Longya's knife.

It was just the last sentence that floated in the air, but it made both Long Ya and Qi Chen change their faces: "I knew it, I knew it, you will never tear it, but you were shaken for a moment, so —"

The voice got lower and lower, and finally after the last two words, it dissipated so cleanly that they could no longer hear the words after "so".

Qi Chen frowned, looked at Long Ya, and asked, "So what? He expected it? He expected it earlier, why is it still like this—"

Before the words were finished, Long Ya's face suddenly sank, staring at the old locust tree that was cut in half, and squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "Fucked by that bastard!"

"Calculation?!" Qi Chen was startled, and followed Long Ya's gaze to the old locust tree.

I saw that the root of the old locust tree that had been cut in half was half buried in the soil, and there was a dark yellow paper talisman exposed from the mud at the edge, but the red pattern on the talisman paper did not. Complete, but neatly cut in half by a sharp blade.

"Is this the real talisman paper?!" Qi Chen's heart jumped suddenly, and then turned to look at the hole dug on the ground. The four talisman papers in the hole that were almost torn off by Qi Chen were still silent. Covered on top of the soil, it was just that the talisman paper was like a withered leaf, it dries up in an instant, turned brown-gray, and finally turned into loose mud, which merged with the soil in the pit and could no longer be distinguished.

"But—" Qi Chen looked at the talisman paper that turned into loose mud, feeling a little confused.

However, before he could clear his mind, he saw the entire illusion swaying like water waves, and then there were waves of ripples in the air, shaking all the sceneries so that they were no longer clear.

After a while, the yard that had been torn up by the dragon teeth reappeared in front of them, just like what they saw when the fog had just dissipated.

The dimly lit house is still there, the stairs are still there, the woman in white is also there, the old locust tree in the courtyard is standing there, with luxuriant branches, and there are strings of white locust flowers in the green leaves. There are many and dense, and the twigs are bent, and the strings hang there heavy.

Only this time, the sophora japonica has a sweet fragrance, and the woman on the stairs did not return to the original point after going down one step, but went down another step, and walked down step by step...

Qi Chen stared at these changes in a stunned manner, tugging at the dragon's teeth and said, "What's going on?"