Wen Wuyu still ran over, Chen Shi was trying to take off her pants, scaring her to cover her face in a hurry, turned around, and then quietly turned around, and took a sneak peek from her fingers, and found that Chen Shi did not take off, but took the opportunity to escape.

Leaving, she continued chasing.

"Brother Chen Shi!" Her voice was crisp.

Wen Wuyu followed him like a worm and admired him very much. Chen Shi was so obsessed with her that she had no choice but to let her go, so she tacitly allowed her to follow her.

Many people came to the county town, but at that time, Chen Shi remembered the most, were Wen Wuyu, Zhang You and other playmates.

Zhang You is about the same age as him, talks a lot, always talking to himself, talking endlessly, regardless of whether others are listening or not.

There is also Zhuang Wujiu, who always pretends to be deep.

As for the young master, he is older than them, he is already twelve years old and is relatively mature.

The person who followed him was Ren Xiao, his adoptive father.

Chen Shi also saw Zhong Wuwang.

Zhong Wuwang is not old and always has a smile on his face, but he is very precocious and his eyes look strange when he looks at him. However, Chen Shi was relatively simple at that time and could not see the dangerous information contained in his eyes.

Beside Zhong Wuwang was his master Wei Luowei Taoist. Wei Taoist looked at Chen Shi with a smile on his face and said, "Children, let me see your Taoist fetus again.

Chen Shi sacrificed his innate Taoist fetus, and this divine fetus was seated in the shrine, with a long Taoist aura. When sacrificed,

The surroundings are filled with rays of light, gathering towards the Tao.

A pair of eyes fell on this innate Taoist fetus. At that time, Chen Shi was very content, as if he had a dazzling toy, showing off to others, but he did not notice the greed and sinisterness in these eyes.

"What a great genius, unparalleled in the world." People smiled.

At that time, Chen Shi was not tall, and these adults were like extremely tall gods in his sight. They smiled kindly, spoke languages ​​that only adults could understand, greeting each other, and there was a hidden cleverness in their words.

, signaling the other party to retreat when he saw the difficulties.

The tides in the small Xinxiang County town are surging, and there are short confrontations from time to time, often only happening in a moment.

"It's dead, it's dead!"

Zhang You looked pale and said to Chen Shi, "My uncle killed someone!"

Chen Shi said: "Where is it?"

Zhang You led them to see. Wen Wuyu didn't dare to go, so he pulled Chen Shi's neck of clothes, but he still followed.

It was a small alley, with no houses, and the ground was clean and without blood.

Zhang You was lost and murmured, "I've killed someone, I really saw my uncle killing someone."

"What are you doing here?" Uncle Zhang You's voice came, standing at the end of the alley, wiping his hands with a golden handkerchief, and looking at them with a smile.

The children lowered their heads, and Chen Shi said boldly: "It's nothing."

When they walked out of the alley, a short sound of spell collision came soon. Chen Shi and his friends ran over according to the sound and saw many people gathered on the street, secretly looking between the legs and feet of the adults

, you can see a corner of the body.

They tried to see what happened, but when the people dispersed, there were no bodies or blood on the ground.

Similar things have happened many times.

Whenever this happens, there will always be a ox cart out of the city in the evening. They want to follow it, but the owner of the ox cart is fierce and can always find them and bring them back.

"I will teach you a method of restraining your energy. Let's restrain your energy and see what's going on." Chen Shi said.

Several children practiced the method of restraining energy, quietly followed the ox cart, and left the city with the ox cart.

They followed the ox cart to the suburbs outside the city, where there was an extra big pit. The owner of the ox cart dragged long strips of objects from the cart and threw them down.

After a while, the owner of the ox cart threw away these objects.

The ox cart is gone.

The children came to the edge of the big pit carefully and looked down. There were household bodies everywhere in the pit, with hundreds of them across the pit.

There are adults and children, piled up together, and they are dead and sarcastic.

Several of the children, even played with them a few times, suddenly disappeared. Unexpectedly, the household experience appeared here.

They were frightened and returned to the county town tremblingly.

After a few days, there were fewer and fewer adults and children around Chen Shi, and gradually only seventeen adults and seventeen children were left.

The smiles on the adults' faces became brighter and they were more polite to each other, just like a humble gentleman.

"Thirteen families are in harmony with each other."

This is what Chen Shi heard the most during that time.

"People, what's missing."

Daoren Wei smiled and said, "Those who are immoral must be moral and those who are mentally ignorant must feel that they should say that they are smarter than anyone else. Those who are lacking in love will keep their great love on their lips. What does the thirteen-generation family lack?"

"What's the despairing Poque?" Zhang You's uncle wiped his hands with a handkerchief and said with a smile.

Other kind-looking people also took out their handkerchiefs, wiped their hands, and looked at Wei Daoren and others with a smile.

Taoist Wei was not afraid at all and said with a smile: "I am missing a congenital Taoist fetus. Do you have any objections?"

No one continued to die later, but soon Zhang You's uncle was injured, put his handkerchief beside his mouth, and he kept coughing.

Continuous coughing of blood.

Others with good looks were also injured, coughing repeatedly, and covering their mouths with handkerchiefs.

Daoren Wei and two other masters from Desperate Po were also injured. Wen Wuyu's master was a beautiful woman, as if she had hurt her heart and always covered her heart.

Dao Ren Wei squatted down, looked at Chen Shi, and smiled and said, "Children, are you willing to be loyal to the true god and maintain the true god's orthodoxy. Is this unswerving determination and will not change in this life?"

Chen Shi shook his head: "Grandpa taught me that the sun and the moon shine in China. We respect our ancestors as gods, those who cure diseases and save others will enjoy incense after death and be respected as gods of medicine. Those who are proficient in equipment will create cardinals for the people's livelihood, and after death

Enjoy incense and respect the god of heaven. Those who build dikes and dams and open up water conservancy are the gods of water. Those who resist invasion and die on the battlefield are the gods of military. Those who write scriptures and teachings are the gods of the Master. Those who are good at weather and rain are the gods of dragons.

Those who manage people's livelihood are the city gods. Why do the people of China regard their ancestors as gods, so why do they still worship the external gods?”

Daoren Wei's smile froze on his face.

His face gradually immersed in the darkness, and Chen Shi woke up from the meditation and slowly stood up.

He looked around and he was still in the teahouse, with strange people guarding outside, silent.

Just now, those memories came, making him unconsciously immersed in the picture of memory, completely forgetting himself. Until now, he woke up, he remembered reality.

"The Xuanyin Nine Heavens Art is so strange. After practicing it, you will awaken your memory."

His face was as usual, but his mind was filled with storm.

His memory was sealed by his grandfather Chen Yin. Although he didn't know why his grandfather sealed his memory, it must be reasonable for his grandfather to do so.

The seal has always been very stable in the past, why now it is now that it has begun to be unsealed just because of practicing the Xuanyin Nine Heavens Art?

Chen Shijian glanced at the high priest not far away and sat down again.

"This technique is strange. Zhu Xiucai said that I may have practiced to the realm of refining the gods, so when I was in the realm of the Three Corpse, I could break through the 18-foot soul. Because the barrier of the realm was broken through by me back then, it did not exist.

So the soul can grow freely."

"In other words, during the period when I died, I practiced to the realm of refining the gods. Could this technique be the technique I practiced back then?"

His eyes flashed. If the martial arts he practiced back then could not resist grandpa's seal with his cultivation level of the God Refining Realm, he could use this magic skill to move his hands and feet when grandpa used the seal.

After all, this may be the first magic skill in the world. No one has seen it before, and of course it is impossible for grandpa to see it.

"It is not impossible for grandpa to use this skill to do things when he is executing the seal. In this way, when I practice this skill, I will touch the seal left by grandpa and gradually liberate the memories in the seal."

Chen Shi's heart was slightly moved. If this guess was true, then who would these weird people be?

Why did they possess the magic skills he created? Why did they find this again and hand over the magic skills to him and let him complete them?

There must be a problem here!

"So, do I want to continue practicing and unblock more memories?"

Chen Shi hesitated for a moment and told him rationally that he should stop immediately and not touch the remaining memories, but a stirring emotion in his heart prompted him to untie more seals.

Only by untiing those seals and obtaining those pains can you be the complete self!

Chen Shi'an sat there quietly, sorting out the fragments of his memory just now, and his childhood memories were like flowing water.

The gurgling sound flowed through his mind.

He was premature and had memories after he was born, and could remember the doting eyes of his parents when they leaned over to see him.

and the smiles on their faces.

He still remembered the ecstatic expressions of Chen Tang and Wu Qingyu when he spoke, and also remembered the ecstasy Chen Yin, who had no clumsy clothes, came back from another place and the ecstasy when he saw him.

I still remember that Chen Tang and Chen Yin both had a quarrel. When they saw him beside him, they immediately stopped talking. Chen Yin picked him up and stabbed him with his beard.

He remembered that he was sitting on grandpa's lap, his parents stood behind them, and Creator Xiaowu painted in front.

Remembering that Chen Tang went out for the exam, Wu Qingyu stood in front of Chen Tang and packed up her luggage for him.

Remember that Creator Xiaowu took him to the loess slope, pointed to the old willow tree and said that there was a scholar ghost hanging here.
To be continued...