At this moment, Zhenyan lost himself and could no longer feel his existence.

The deep black eyes seemed to have inexplicable attraction, sucking Xingyan's soul in.

at the same time.

The man in black has entered the memory of his deeds and began to check.

Moving iron box...

When I was a kid, I played in Taoist temples...

A unique tall building as prosperous as Mingyue City...

The first time I left the Taoist temple...

Humans dressed in similar fashion...

The sweet words when seeing girls...

Takeout, Internet, Money…

Master Li Wanji left and began to deceive people to manage Taoist temples...

…

The chaotic memory seems to be the memories of two people being mixed and integrated.

Until some point, darkness appeared in memory.

The darkness conveys an ancient aura that exists and is unknown, aura that is familiar to all practitioners but is extremely fearful.

This is...a terrifying atmosphere...

“It’s not good to retreat…”

The man in black was filled with fear and retreated wildly.

Although he could only see what the horror in his memory was just a little bit, he didn't dare to see it at all.

Because after watching it, you will definitely die!

"snort!"

The man in black groaned, ended the soul searching technique, gasped and took two steps back, his face pale, looking at his deeds, and looked at his deeds with a look of seeing a ghost.

However, because I was covered in my face, I could not see anything except those eyes full of fear.

"hiss…"

Their thoughts returned, and they took a deep breath, leaned against the peach tree, and relieved their heads that were so painful that they seemed to be about to crack, and looked at the man in black in front of them.

The man in black was sweating all over, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his tone was difficult: "What you said just now... are all true..."

The soul search technique will not deceive people.

The chaotic memory, the unprecedented world, the familiar terrifying aura...

Everything proves that what this person said is true and has really traveled thousands of years.

If this is also the other party’s scam, it would be too real.

Xingyan sat down against the peach tree, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I never lie."

hehe.

If you hear this, you will be afraid that you will fight back with saliva.

The man in black was unable to stand any longer, and slowly sat down with his long sword. He paused and said in a trembling voice: "What is that terrifying...?"

When he began to recall his deeds, a black pattern appeared in his mind.

When he traveled through the long river of time and space, he saw a lot of things, but most of them were swept by, and only this mysterious black pattern remained deeply in his mind.

And this black pattern originated from the terror that suddenly came ten thousand years ago.

It was what he saw from that great horror.

It's just that what this pattern is useful is totally confused.

The black pattern seems to be incomplete.

The feeling in the dark told him that the pattern was not complete, and as for how much it was missing to be complete, it was hard to say.

The most important thing is that he seemed to know what this pattern is called...

The starry night is long.

There is no idea of ​​concealing the words.

When facing a practitioner, he, a mortal, can do very little except waiting for death.

Within this limited range, if you want to break through the deadlock and solve the current mortal dilemma, you can only try continuously and seize every opportunity to try and find it.

Thanks to the retreat that year before time travel.

His mentality has already undergone earth-shaking changes, so even when facing time travel, he can accept the difficulties in front of him very quickly, and he has been very calm from beginning to end.

By constantly trying, you may find a way to break the deadlock.

As for the secret...

Haha, I'm going to die and I'm still keeping it for anything. If I can use it, use it as soon as possible.

"I don't know either, but I saw a pattern from that horror."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of dead branches beside him and started drawing them, saying, "I'll draw them for you to see."

The dead branches cut the dust and outline a line.

An ordinary, but not ordinary line.

Because as the lines are painted, a heart-pounding terrifying aura suddenly emerges and spreads.

The terrifying aura turned into black mist, forming a black line.

The black line wanders in the backyard, gradually forming a broken pattern.

It turns out that the black lines formed by the terrifying aura are synchronized with the painting trajectory of the deeds.

The pattern formed by the wandering black lines is the incomplete pattern that the deeds are drawn from the horror of the great terror.

This is amazing.

It's also very... horrible...

The pattern appears.

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence and depression, as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared.

The man in black twitched in his eyes, and the fear in his eyes became even more serious. His mouth was difficult to open, but he couldn't say a word.

He really wanted to say "Don't draw, don't draw."

But I just can't say it.

The ultimate is that fear has lost his language function, his body has lost control, and he can't help but tremble constantly, and sweat flows.

Xingyan looked at the black lines that appeared out of thin air around him and the man in black, thinking about it, while continuing to draw patterns, he said, "By the way, I remembered one more thing."

"This pattern has a name, called..."

No.

don't want.

Don't say it.

I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen.

Who will save me? I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. Help me.

I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have come here and shouldn't have accepted this task at all.

Who can save me, what should I do?

Don't say it, please don't say it...

The man in black opened his mouth and made a "hoho" sound, shouting wildly inside and begging.

But the liar Taoist priest in front of him couldn't hear his heart at all.

Time seems to slow down.

The man in black watched the liar Taoist priest leaning against the peach tree, stopped painting, looked up, and suddenly smiled, slowly spoke.

"No...to say...ah..."

The inner cry is useless.

After his mouth opened, he still said one word.

Judging from the mouth shape, you can't tell what the word is.

No sound.
To be continued...