While Zhu Ziyan was constantly searching for nearby legends, I received a message from Ling.

Ye Yang saw my serious expression and couldn't help but ask: "Zero, what did you say?"

I solemnly said: "The Eight Guards of Houtu have begun to rendezvous."

"In the past, the leader of the Eight Guards, the general, was not born, and no one except the emperor could gather the Eight Guards."

"Now that the general has been born and has enough appeal, he has begun to summon the eight guards."

Ye Yang said: "What did he call the eight guards for?"

I replied: "Before Night Owl left, he said that the generals were going to summon the Eight Guards to welcome the emperor. However, Ling didn't think so. She thought that the generals were either trying to establish themselves as kings or to find out the traitors among the Eight Guards.

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Su Su asked curiously: "Didn't you say that the traitor is Bu Ting?"

I shook my head and said, "We originally identified Bu Ting, but the gathering of eight guards made the matter more confusing."

"However, Lao Liu is following Night Owl. With the cooperation of the two of them, self-protection should not be a problem."

"What Zero is worried about right now is that the Reincarnation Division is leading the gathering of the Eighth Guards."

"The main purpose of the Reincarnation Division is to prevent the emperor from returning. As long as they achieve this goal, no matter how much the Reincarnation Division loses, it is equivalent to winning the art!"

"Zero, I even suspect that Zhu Zining threw out so many secrets just to distract the top power of the art and the underworld, so that she can successfully complete the plan to plot against the emperor."

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "Isn't there still Xie Bangui who hasn't moved?"

I shook my head and said: "Since Zhu Zining has made such an arrangement, there should be a way to contain Xie Bangui."

"However, Zero also said that let us deal with the situation at hand with all our strength. She will deal with Hachiwei and the Rinnegan Division!"

Ye Yang said worriedly: "Zero, can it be done?"

I responded: "Zero is the strongest among the three fortune tellers. Old Liu has to give her three points. With proper planning, even if you don't win, you won't necessarily suffer."

Even though I said this, I felt no less worried in my heart. After all, 90% of the people in our two realms are with Ling and Lao Liu. If something goes wrong...

I can't imagine the consequences.

Ye Yang also knew that I was trying to comfort him, so he said nothing more!

While Ye Yang and I were silent, Zhu Ziyan also rushed back: "I have found out that there is indeed a famous legend within a few hundred miles."

I raised my hand to stop Zhu Ziyan and said, "Tell me first, why did Wu choose to hide in the legend?"

Zhu Ziyan shook her head and said: "I don't know either! Really, you believe me!"

At this time, Su Su explained: "I think he should be a ghost and god who specializes in absorbing the power of thoughts."

"Psychic power?" I couldn't help but frown.

Su Su told me: Human mind power is a kind of restraint to ghosts, but it is a great tonic to ghosts and gods.

As the saying goes: People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense.

Are the gods really competing for a stick of incense? Actually no, what the gods compete for is the belief of believers, or the power of mind. The more people who believe in a certain god, the stronger his power. Even evil gods and demon gods, as long as they gather together

With enough believers, you can also compete with gods.

There are relatively few followers of ghosts and gods. There are even fewer followers of unknown ghosts and gods.

However, this does not mean that they have no place to absorb telekinesis.

If people in a certain place believe in a certain legend, even if they don't burn incense and kowtow to the legendary "god", their telepathy will be conveyed to the other party.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the elders to say not to tell ghost stories at night.

Some stories, especially true stories, are not afraid of being told, but are afraid of being thought about.

The person telling the story may not have taken it seriously, or he may have told the story to his friends in the middle of the night just to scare people as a prank. The person listening may have been thinking about it.

The more I'm afraid, the more I think about it, and the more I think about it, the more I'm afraid.

Finally, when this kind of telepathy reaches a certain level, it might actually be able to summon out the things he fears.

At that time, the person listening to the story would die, and the person telling the story could not escape either.

After Su Su explained this to me, I couldn't help but frown.

I seem to remember that when I was young, there was indeed a story about a black dragon catching people in our village.

At that time, when I was a child, I heard a saying in the village: Don’t use iron buckets to draw water from wells. Black dragons cannot see things made of iron. If the iron buckets are put into the water, the black dragons hiding in the wells can come up with the buckets and kill people.

Pull it down.

At that time, some older people seemed to have said a jingle: Don’t take any detours when crossing a river, and don’t take any detours when crossing a river. I don’t remember what the other two lines are.

However, there is one thing that I remember quite clearly.

That is, after a person is scratched by a black dragon, what comes out of the wound is not blood, but foul-smelling black water. No doctor can cure that kind of injury. If you want to survive, you have to remove the dragon scales from the black dragon's back.

Come down and rub the dragon scale blood on the wound.

At that time, I asked the old storyteller: Have you ever seen a black dragon?

He told me: I haven’t seen him for seven or eight years.

If we extrapolate based on time, wasn't it my family who moved to the village seven or eight years ago?
Chapter completed!