He subconsciously looked at Longya when he was at a loss, hoping to see something from his eyes. It would be best if he had been like a firecracker, and he would scold the old locust tree in the face, which made him unable to say such shocking words again.

But Longya did not turn his head to look at him, as if he, the person being discussed, did not exist at all. Or perhaps even Longya was not ready to face him with any expression. He saw that the person who was not afraid of anything on his usual occasion was now wearing a dark face, staring at the old locust tree without turning his eyes. If his eyes could be full of sword energy, the old locust tree would probably be full of holes.

"What do you know? How do you know? Why did he say he has not entered the cycle of reincarnation intact? He clearly—" Long Ya said as he thought of something, frowned, and then he did not continue to say that sentence.

"Look, you've found something wrong now, right?" The sound in the old locust tree was still ringing slowly, but the hoarse voice was slashing into people's ears, and every word was not comfortable. "So, I'm not a fly, I'm here to help him."

Long Ya said coldly: "Why help him?"

"I said, I'm repaying my kindness-" said the low voice, and sighed softly, "He doesn't remember it, but I still remember it clearly, and I never forgot it for a moment, and it was engraved in my heart..."

Although the man did not show his face, only the old locust tree shaking the branches and leaves lightly with his voice, but the sound seemed to be full of deep emotions. However, because it had been too many years, it was suppressed in the voice, and only a shallow layer was revealed.

But for some reason, it may be that the saying "I can't live for twenty-five" was said from his mouth, so even though this man said such words in such an emotional tone, Qi Chen still felt that he was uncomfortable. He didn't know if Longya felt the same way--

Every time this man said something, Qi Chen felt a deep disgust uncontrollably, but this disgust was not pure, and there was a trace of pity and compassion inexplicably.

This complex emotion appeared and didn't know where it came from, which made Qi Chen a little angry, but his usual dull nature made him subconsciously suppress the anger, so he still showed silence.

He didn't know what to say, but Long Ya wouldn't speak either. He just snorted coldly and said, "Put your pretentious tone! Since you look like you know what happened back then, you must also know what method should he use to solve his life that is not even twenty-five." As he spoke, the golden sword aura on the long sword in his hand lingered again, looking like he was ready to slaughter people. "Let me tell me, I think it makes sense, I believe you once. I sound like farts. Then keep those pretentious swords and talk to me. Talk!"

The old locust tree still gently shook the green leaves and strings of white flowers on the branches, and said in a low and mute voice: "No need to say it, you know the answer, don't you? I have already said it since I came out, but you just don't believe me."

Longya's eyes moved slightly, and he moved his eyes away from the old locust tree and fell into the pit on the ground. The four dark yellow talisman papers quietly covered the loose soil. The patterns of dragons and phoenixes dancing on it were as red as blood, almost burning eyes.

Qi Chen's eyes also hit the four talisman papers, and his fingers hanging beside him moved.

A low and dumb voice rang out from the old locust tree again, but this time he was talking to Qi Chen: "I am just a remnant soul. As you see, I don't have the ability to show up, and I can't hold on for long. I'm sorry that I can only use half-force methods to lead you to this magic array again and again, so that you can tear off the talisman paper, because I really don't have so much time to slowly convince you to believe in these things. I also know that people always go the opposite way, especially when facing strangers, when I hear words that don't know the truth or falsehood. I use this remnant soul to survive in this world for hundreds of years, just to wait for you to have the ability to save yourself. I have been waiting for too many years. After repaying this kindness, I can truly be buried in peace..."

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

Longya stood beside him, and rarely cursed and stopped him without slandering others.

"I--" Qi Chen looked at the talisman paper for a while, raised his head and turned his eyes to Longya, as if asking for his opinion. After all, he really knew nothing about the past, and had no foundation or memory to judge whether the old locust tree's words were true or false.

Long Ya glanced at the old locust tree, then said in a deep voice: "He has something he can hear. This is about your life and death. I don't have the qualifications to make a decision for you."

Qi Chen looked at him and opened his mouth. However, before he could make a sound, Longya paused and continued: "But you can choose, whether you tear it or not, the sky collapses, and there are tall people holding me. I am still here, what are you afraid of! You will not let someone with thin arms, thin legs, and few taels of flesh go to the sky. OK! Choose."

After hearing this, Qi Chen was very calm. He didn't really hope that Longya would bear any consequences for him, but he felt that when he couldn't see the way forward and the way out and stood there in a daze, at least there was someone next to him.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and reached towards the four talisman papers...

The whole courtyard was so quiet that the half-collapsed house, the woman in white who was still tirelessly descending the stairs, and the green and moist moss on the ground seemed to be waiting for him to make a decision.

The dragon's knife was placed on the branches of the old locust tree, and the golden light kept flowing, as if he was waiting for Qi Chen's movement. Once there was any abnormal movement, he could cut him to death with one knife.

The old locust tree had no sound at this time, and even the branches and leaves that occasionally trembled slightly with the words were quiet at this time, not moving, as if holding their breath and waiting for the follow-up...

Qi Chen's eyes swept around the yard with a shallow look, and finally fell back to the four talisman papers. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the talisman paper in the west, he suddenly retracted his hand, and then stood up without hesitation, straightened up and patted the little dust on his fingers, and said lightly to Longya: "I don't really believe that someone will repay his kindness and will repay such a three-way trip, and I almost killed me every time."

Long Ya picked up the corner of her mouth, revealing a smile full of evil spirits at the old locust tree, and said, "It's great, I don't believe it either!"

When the old locust tree heard their attitude, the branches suddenly trembled, and the hoarse voice finally became a little anxious: "Why don't you believe it! Every word of my word is true! Why don't you tear it! You really want to be a short life for life--"

"You really specialize in picking my minefield! If you don't listen, you will just mention whatever you hear!" Long Ya's expression sterned, and immediately held the hilt of the knife in one hand and slapped the back of the knife with a thousand pounds of force in the other hand. The golden light flowed around him, and the sword energy was everywhere.

The long sword with cold light roared like a dragon roar and slashed the old locust tree from the branch to the root, splitting it into two halves.

The low and hoarse voice seemed to groan, and then suddenly laughed in a deep voice. His voice seemed to be scraping sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable. Then a ball of black air scattered from the old locust tree and was dispersed by a knife from the dragon's teeth.

But the last sentence floating in the air made Longya and Qi Chen change their faces: "I knew, I knew, you would never tear them, but for a moment you were shaken, so--"

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

Qi Chen frowned, looked at Longya, and asked, "So what? He expected it? He had expected it to be why it was still like this-"

Before he finished speaking, Long Ya's expression suddenly darkened. He stared at the old locust tree that was cut in half, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I'm fucking plotted by that mess!"

"Planning?!" Qi Chen was shocked and looked at the old locust tree in Longya's eyes.

I saw that the root of the old locust tree that was cut in half was half buried in the soil. The edge of a dark yellow paper talisman was exposed from the mud. However, the red pattern on the talisman paper was not complete, but was neatly cut into two by a sharp blade.

"This is the real talisman paper?!" Qi Chen's heart suddenly jumped, and then turned to look at the dug pit on the ground. The four talisman papers in the pit that were almost torn off by Qi Chen were still quietly covered with the soil, but the talisman paper was like withered leaves, instantly drying, turning brown-gray, and eventually turned into scattered mud, blending with the soil in the pit, and it could no longer be distinguished.

"But--" Qi Chen looked at the talisman paper that turned into scattered mud and felt a little confused.

However, before he could figure it out, he saw the whole illusion shaking like water waves, and then ripples appeared in the air, shaking all the scenery no longer clearly.

A moment later, the yard, which was mostly lifted by dragon teeth, was reappeared in front of them, just as the fog they saw when it just dissipated.

The house with a little dark light was still there, the stairs were still there, and the woman in white was also there. The old locust tree in the yard stood there with lush branches and leaves. There were strings of white locust flowers among the green leaves. The flowers were numerous and dense, bent the branches, and hung there heavily.

But this time, the locust flowers had a sweet fragrance. After the woman on the stairs went downstairs, she did not return to the starting point, but went downstairs again, and walked down step by step...
Chapter completed!