Chapter 17 Convert

Old Milu smiled, took out a cigarette gun from his pocket, carefully filled it with tobacco leaves, and smoked a few sips after lighting it with flint. Surrounded by smoke, he said lightly to Fang Xin, "Well, it's not bad. Through my observation, you have not lost yourself. From this point of view, unlike other Huangquan hunters.

"Do you know that I'm a Huangquan hunter?" Fang Xin suddenly jumped up, as if his buttocks had been burned by the fire.

"I not only know that you are a Huangquan hunter, but I also know that you are from the red group."

Fang Xin fell into the fog. How could it be that this old man actually knew his biggest secret. How did he know that even two dark monks were kept in the dark?

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Xin got up with a serious face. Old Milu became more and more mysterious in his eyes. But he can be sure that the old man did not threaten him. Otherwise, with the strength and intelligence of the old man, he can die N times in Yunmengliao. In that chaotic environment, it's easy to sneak up on him.

"Me?" Old Milu said carelessly, "I still have something to do with you."

"I'm the 'convert' of the 'Temple'!"

"Converts'?" Fang Xin put a big question mark in his mind. And Akai trembled all over, "Do converts really exist? Isn't that a legend?" Even he, who had always been silent, couldn't help hearing old Milu's words.

In the vast and boundless Huangquan world, there are all kinds of mysterious forces. When it comes to the word mystery, the first thing people think of is the Huangquan hunter, and the temple, a religious organization that serves the original god as the only god, is more mysterious than the Huangquan hunter.

The exterior of the temple is loose, and the internal organization is extremely strict. Among them, the lowest and broadest basic class is a group of mysterious people who call themselves "converts". These "converts" are known for their fanatical beliefs. They can be people of any race in the Huangquan world. As long as they maintain their absolute faith in the original god, they will be baptized and accepted by the temple. As long as he is recognized as a convert by the temple, he will be separated from the original clan and will always belong to the servant of the original God. And converts are the largest group of temple and secular contact! Because they also carry a task, lurking in various identities in all corners of the Huangquan world, monitoring the existence of various heresies, and the biggest heresy is undoubtedly the dark temple led by the awakener Alfson!

After figuring out what was going on with the convert from Akai, Fang Xin still had a trace of suspicion in his eyes. He circled around the thin old Milu a few times and looked up and down at the old man, as if to see a trace of lying in his manners, but the old man was calm and slowly smoking a cigarette.

"Don't turn around." When Fang Xin turned to the sixth lap, old Milu put down the cigarette gun in his hand and finally opened his mouth.

"Like you Huangquan hunters who have dominoes given by the original god, we also have tokens given by his supreme god."

Old Milu brushed his hair like hay to cover his forehead, and his eyes showed a faint golden light.

Fang Xin's eyes touched the golden light, and there was a sudden throbbing in the depths of his soul. The domino on his right wrist did not need to be summoned, and slowly appeared on his skin.

A golden-red triangle pattern also appeared on Old Milu's forehead. Then from the pattern, a calf suddenly jumped out.

The calf grew up in the wind and turned into a strong and lively Taurus more than three meters long in a blink of an eye. As soon as the Taurus came out, its horns rubbed hard on the back of the old Milu, as if it was coquettish, and its mouth made a moaning sound.

Old Milu patted the Taurus with a smile and said to Fang, "This Taurus is the inheritance deed given to us by the Lord of the Original God. Every convert has a spiritual deed.

"Your muscle madness is to borrow the power of the spirit beast through the spiritual deed?" Fang Xin woke up when he saw Jinniu.

Regarding the spiritual deed, the caster can borrow their power through the spirit beasts sealed in the body, which Fang Xin still knows.

However, although Fang Xin had heard of the spiritual deed, it was still the first time he saw the real spiritual deed caster. He stared at the Taurus spirit beast curiously, watching the spirit beast acting coquettishly with old Milu, and felt very cute in his heart.

"This is one of the symbolic marks of the original god - the triangular seal, and it is also an inheritance spiritual deed. While inheriting the identity of the last convert, I also inherited his triangle seal.

Old Milu rubbed the Taurus's head, and the Taurus moaned comfortably and looked like a child.

"Now you should believe in my identity, right?" Old Milu said leisurely.

"Ye, it's you." Fang Xin lost a sentence.

"Bear by the way, have you been in contact with our red group before?"

"Of course. The girl of Night God Dance, please, if you come to Yunmengliao, let me take care of you secretly. Old Milu hit the pipe in his hand and said carelessly.

Fang Xin was stunned, and then a warmth surged in his heart. This dead woman is still secretly remembering herself...

"Listen to you, Huangquan Hunter and Temple..."

Before Fang Xin finished speaking, old Milu took over: "That's right. Just like the Dark Hunter and the Dark Temple, the Yellow Spring Hunter and the Temple are equally close. Huangquan hunters often obtain some local information through our converts. Of course, they will also give us some information. As apostles of the same original god in the Yellow Spring world, our purpose is to maintain the glory of the Supreme God..."

Old Milu said with a spit. He didn't listen to a word of Lord Yuan Shen's praise.

"Bear, Milu... Senior, how did you get into the dark hunter organization?" Fang Xin suddenly interrupted Milu when he was talking endlessly.

Milu looked a little unhappy, and it was not a happy thing to be interrupted when he just praised the original god.

"Secret. Anyway, the upper level of the temple is looking for Alphonso's information. This so-called awakener in the dark, no one in the world has seen his true face. Not only us, but also you Huangquan hunters seem to be curious about him, right? According to Night Dance, it seems that you have something to do with Al Corso when you go to the Dark Hunter headquarters.

"Why did the Night Dance tell you everything?" Fang Xin couldn't help but feel a little strange. After all, this is a very confidential matter. Anyway, Old Milu is not her companion. Ye Shenwu talks about these things with him, which is not in line with her cautious style.

"I'm not an outsider. Why doesn't she tell me?" Old Milu answered casually, and his expression seemed to be a person who could no longer be familiar with the night god dance.

"Why aren't you an outsider?" Fang Xin caught a different meaning from old Milu's words. Or between you and the night dance..."

"Oh, oh." Old Milu was asked by Fang Xin, suddenly a little flustered and quickly waved his hand: "Oh, that's right. I have brought you here to complete the task that the little girl of Night God Dance told me. Well, let's separate here."

It is said that the old man patted his buttocks with a cigarette gun, bowed his waist and began to clean up some things brought out of the secret channel, and was about to leave.

As soon as Fang Xin saw that he was in a hurry to leave, he knew that something had gone wrong with what he had just asked. Since the old man is leaving, he has nothing to keep. After all, he has more important things to do. However, he still knew one thing from old Milu, that is, his companions were actually secretly paying attention to his trial, which doubled Fang Xin's confidence!