Chapter 536 The Immortal Killing Association

"Haha... you came a little late." The old man said with a smile, sat next to Lu Yunze, and casually put the stone slab in his hand.

Lu Yunze did not answer, but looked at the stone slab in front of him with concentration.

"Where is her body?"

"It's gone..." the old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of incomplete yellow teeth.

"All these things under this pit are gone. Only half-human and half-ghost things are left."

"When did she die?" Lu Yunze asked, taking out a pot of wine from the storage bag and handing it to the old man.

The old man couldn't wait to take the wine pot and drank a large gulp.

"Huh! It's so comfortable." The old man said with a laugh.

"It's been decades, and I was less than thirty years old that year. Now I guess I'm almost ninety."

The old man stretched out the wine pot and sprinkled the spiritual wine inside on Li Ying'er's tombstone.

"As a mortal, she lived long enough. She lived 115 years old, although there were not many original parts on her body at that time."

"The limbs were replaced later, which was similar to mine, but they were not very skilled. So they were not so flexible when they moved, and they hurt every day, and they hurt heartily. In the last few years, she could only move with the help of a wheelchair."

"I heard that there was no kidney in her stomach, one-third of her lungs, almost all her intestines were gone, and her spine was made with iron. It seemed to be the first experimental product of that year. You could hear the 'cruff' sound when you move."

"She said she was pierced through her stomach back then. When I first saw her, she could only rely on medicine to prolong her life. She was always leaking, but she was still full of energy. I don't know how she did it."

"A normal person should have died long ago when she was so normal, but she survived to 115 years old. I still remember that day, she was in a wheelchair and waiting there for three days and three nights. We were almost sleepy, but she was still so energetic. It was not until the end that she told us that you would not come."

Lu Yunze was silent, and watched the old man pour the pot of wine on Li Ying'er's tombstone, then took out another pot of wine and handed it to him.

"Are you from the Immortal Slaying Society? How did you recognize me?"

The old man took it with a smile and drank half a pot of wine in one breath.

"The Immortal Killing Society... I haven't heard of this name for many years. Is that right? I was one of the last group of people to join the society. As for how to recognize you..." The old man smiled and pointed at Li Ying'er's tombstone with his chin.

"Every time a newcomer joins the club, she will put your portrait in the center. Although it only happens, I have a deep impression of you."

"That's how it is." Lu Yunze breathed a sigh of complexity.

"Can you tell me about your past years?"

"Okay, I can't bring it into the coffin anyway." The old man smiled, took out a tobacco gun from his arms, stuffed the tobacco leaves in, and put the flint on it and hit it a few times.

I don’t know if it was because of the moisture or his hands were unstable, so I didn’t lit it after hitting for a long time.

Lu Yunze flicked his finger, and a little red light suddenly appeared on the tobacco leaves.

The old man took a deep breath and let out a hazy smoke.

"I used to be a scholar. My parents would go to the surrounding towns to sell cakes before dawn to provide me with their studies. At that time, other children of the same age were working in the fields. Only I was wearing old blue clothes worn by adults and carrying those two incomplete scriptures, and went to a private school to study."

"The private school's training money is ten jin per month. My parents sell a cake and can only earn half a copper coin. So many times, at the end of the month, if you can't make up the money, you have to borrow it from your relatives. I don't want them to work so hard, and I want to help them with work, but every time I say this, my father will beat me and fight to death."

"When I was twenty years old, I went out to take the exam. My parents could no longer work at that time. Every night, they used the moonlight and noodles to make cakes, which hurt my eyes. My mother's eyes were completely blind at that time. My father was better, but he could only see the distance of about two feet in front of him."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I can pass the scholarship, our family will soon become a wealthy family nearby, and they will no longer have to go out to sell cakes."

"I will definitely pass the exam. My grades are the best in private schools. My teachers all say that I am the best student he has taught. I can memorize all the lecture notes and scriptures that others cannot understand."

The old man smiled and smoked dry tobacco, making a strange sound.

"I really passed the exam, but... it's better not to take the exam."

The old man took a deep breath of cigarettes, and his fingers made the tobacco gun creak.

"When I returned home with the scholar's book, I only saw a flat land."

"The whole village is gone, and it's burned to the point of no residue. I went to find my parents like crazy, and finally found them in a place in the back mountain."

"The corpses were thrown there like garbage. Dozens, hundreds, or thousands? I can't remember clearly, I only remember that the entire back mountain was full of corpses. They all looked at me with distorted faces, and I recognized some people. In addition to my parents, there were also my fifth aunt, my second uncle, my uncle, Zhang Wang from the neighbor's house, and Zhou Yue from the village head... They all looked at me with distorted faces!"

"I was almost crazy. I ran for two hours, grinded my shoes, and went to report to the official with naked blood-red feet. But they said that the wildfire ignited the village, and even several surrounding villages were not spared."

"The wildfire? The green plants around the village are so green that they are dazzling. Could this so-called wildfire fall from the sky?"

"There are those corpses, I clearly saw them. They were tortured to death!"

"I didn't accept it. I said I was a scholar and I wanted to report to the court. As a result, a man in black was in disheveled clothes, walked out of the back yamen openly and stood in front of me."

"In the blink of an eye, I felt dark before my eyes, and then there was a burst of heart-wrenching pain."

"He dug my eyes away. It's on that court."

"I heard him ask the yamen runner to interrupt my hands and feet and cut my tongue. I heard the county magistrate call him the Immortal Master with timidity."

"What happened later was like a dream. I passed by for a long time in a daze, and the sound of wind sounded in my ears."

"When I opened my eyes again, I saw her."

The old man smiled and pointed a cigarette gun at Li Ying'er's tombstone.

"I remember her face was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were so shivery bright. She pulled me up, and then I realized that my eyes and my hands and feet were all well."

"There were a few people wearing strange armor kneeling in front of me while pressing the man in black. My mind was confused. How did he die... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Since then, I've been a member of the Immortal Slaying Society."

The old man put the tobacco gun in his hand and continued to say to Lu Yunze:

"In addition to me, there are many people in the Immortal Slaying Association with similar circumstances. We all have a goal to kill all those immortal cultivators who regard us as ants!"

"We can accept poverty, we can accept humility, we can accept living without dignity. But they cannot trample us as insects!"

The old man roared, like an old lion.
Chapter completed!