Chapter 172 Impulse

"I'm here to talk to the young master if you have something important to discuss." Song Qingyun replied.

"Wait!" After saying that, Jin Danzi went to the door of Jiang Hanye and pulled the rope next to the door, which was linked to a copper bell inside.

Because the walls of this stone house are extremely thick and the sound insulation effect is excellent, especially the bedroom of Jiang Hanye, which is basically closed, and there are two completely divided worlds outside. Therefore, Jiang Hanye made this doorbell and set a signal with Jin Danzi and Linger, with a sound indicating that someone is visiting, and the second sound indicates something is wrong. Tell him...

When Jin Danzi pulled the doorbell, Jiang Hanye was about to open the secret room to practice when he heard Ding Dong and the doorbell rang.

Jiang Hanye strangely turned his head and glanced at the doorbell and said in his heart, "Is anyone visiting? If the pink lady is not here, who will come to me? Anyway, Jiang Hanye opened the door and went out.

"Who?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"Master, this man named Song Qingyun is coming to you!" Jin Danzi bowed.

In fact, there is no need for Jin Danzi to introduce him again. Jiang Hanye recognized Song Qingyun at a glance - isn't it? That was his eldest brother in Wanjian Villa. When he was in the three factions of martial arts, Ji Shangxuan said that Song Qingyun was a traitor and wanted to kill him. Later, he was rescued by Luo Xingyun. This matter was an uproar at that time. Yang, it has spread all over the world. Xiaoyu has been fascinated by this man. How can Jiang Hanye forget him? It's just that time has changed. He never thought that many years later, they would meet again in such a place in such a capacity.

"Young Lord!" Song Qingyun didn't seem to know Jiang Hanye anymore. When he saw Jiang Hanye, his eyes did not change at all, even if he was surprised or surprised. In fact, when Song Qingyun was in Wanjian Villa, he was not on good terms with his peers in the sect and always loved to be alone. However, his cultivation was profound, his qualifications were strange, and he was his beloved disciple. Therefore, all people also put up with him and respected him three points, which also made him high.

"Oh." Jiang Hanye was very surprised, but on the surface, he did not show any surprise. He slowly walked to the table and sat down, straightened his clothes, looked up at Song Qingyun and asked, "Are you Song Qingyun?"

"That's right." Song Qingyun bowed slightly, but he was still so tall.

"Come to me, what can I do for you?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"The Master sent me to invite you to go there." Song Qingyun said.

Jiang Hanye frowned. If Luo Xingyun wanted to find him, he would send someone to come over. Why did he choose Song Qingyun? What's his purpose? Luo Xingyun always did something unexpected, and Jiang Hanye had known this for a long time, so he kept Song Qingyun's matter in mind for the time being, but said lightly, "I know."

"The master asked the young master to go immediately!" Song Qingyun saw that Jiang Hanye did not move, so he said, "Please pack up and stop with me."

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Although Song Qingyun led the way, Jiang Hanye still walked in front of him. Song Qingyun followed him one step further and led him to a stone room.

Jiang Hanye has never been here. In fact, he has never been to many places in the Blood Demon Palace. On the onehand, he has no chance, and on the other, he is not interested.

The room is very small, but there are many people in it. Jiang Hanye has never seen a man with a goatee, but it can be seen from his eyes alone that this person is unusual. In addition to this goatee, there are also long-lost Luo Xingyun and the magic doctor Kuang. Coupled with Jiang Hanye and Song Qingyun, this fighting room seems a little too crowded.

The interior furnishings are simple, with a table, a chair and a stone bed. Except for Luo Xingyun sitting, everyone else is standing. After seeing Jiang Hanye coming, Luo Xingyun said slowly, "People are all here, so I will start to say it."

Jiang Hanye felt that Luo Xingyun's eyes stayed on him for a moment, but it was only for a moment. The strange father and son were never willing to show their feelings in front of each other. From this point of view, they were quite similar. Even the pink lady once said, "Just look at your temper. If anyone says you two don't It's father and son, and I won't agree!"

"Cough!" Luo Xingyun's face didn't seem to be very good. He coughed and said solemnly, "Whether you know or not, it's not. It's not peaceful outside now."

Jiang Hanye didn't know what Luo Xingyun said about the meaning of this peace, but the magic doctor said with a wry smile, "How has this world ever been peaceful? It is always the people who suffer.

"Ha ha, that's what I said, Qingyun, tell everyone what you heard outside." Luo Xingyun said to Song Qingyun.

Qingyun? Jiang Hanye muttered in his heart. Listening to Luo Xingyun's tone, it seemed that his relationship with Song Qingyun was still relatively close. What kind of relationship is it?

"Yes, Master!" Song Qingyun bowed and said.

"It turns out that the two of them are masters and apprentices. No wonder..." Jiang Hanye said secretly.

"In recent years, there have been a lot of wars and disasters. This is a sign that the dynasty is about to die. Everyone here is a master. I don't think I need to say these words." Song Qingyun's face was always as cold as frost, with a high appearance. His cold frost is different from Jiang Hanye. Jiang Hanye's heart is dead and heart is dead. Even if people live, it is also cold, while Song Qingyun's cold frost is arrogant. He is like an arrogant pine and cypress standing on the top of a snowy mountain, giving people a feeling that is unattainable.

"And then?" The goatee touched his goatee and asked slowly, "I have been in isolation for 90 years, and I don't know how the world has changed. I heard that the dynasty has been changed..."

"Senior He, as you have heard, in 90 years, the world has experienced three dynasties. The Li Dynasty perished 80 years ago, and the Zhou Dynasty was only replaced by Da Chen in just ten years." Song Qingyun said to the goatee, "But these are not our business. What the younger generation wants to say is that there have been changes everywhere recently. It's strange. This change may not be a good thing for us."

"Oh?" The goatee and the magic doctor coincidentally. Jiang Hanye didn't say anything, but he vaguely felt that something bad had happened in this month.

"Dead people are in chaos." Song Qingyun said the bad thing with four simple words.

"Dead people make trouble?" Moreover, the magic doctor frowned and said, "People die like lights out. How can the dead people make trouble?"

"It started in a small village in southern Jiangxi. During that time, the younger generation carried out tasks there and met by chance." Song Qingyun said slowly. He has always been a steady person, but this time, Jiang Hanye heard panic from his mouth. Yes, Song Qingyun is afraid. What is he afraid of?

"That night, the younger generation saw the people who climbed out of the grave and returned to the village to live!" From Song Qingyun's description, Jiang Hanye seemed to see the rotten bodies eating with their descendants in their arms.

"Is there such a thing?" The goatee frowned and said, "What happened later?"

"Later, the younger generation found that those who had been bitten by the dead were like a plague, first dead, then resurrected, like walking corpses, wandering around in the village." Song Qingyun said, "I'm afraid that they will come out to make trouble and kill our congregation, so they drive these living bodies to one place and set a fire to burn to ashes. Originally, I thought this was just a very special case, but I didn't expect that when I came back along the way, I saw a similar scene in Yuelu Mountain. I thought it was probably someone manipulating behind my back, so I hurried back to report to my master.

After Song Qingyun finished speaking, he retreated to the shadow and leaned against the wall without saying a word.

"What's more, the magic doctor, that's what Qingyun saw. What do you think?" Luo Xingyun looked at the magic doctor and asked.

"Although he knows a little about the art of Xuanhuang, he has not studied the resurresuration of the dead. He is ashamed." Moreover, the magic doctor shook his head.

"So, what about Mr. He?" Luo Xingyun turned to the goatee again.

"I have lived for 800 years. I have seen many gods and ghosts, but I have never seen corpses that can be moved. It's strange!" The goatee also touched his goatee and shook his head.

"Night, how about you?" Luo Xingyun looked at Jiang Hanye and asked.

I don't know why, when Song Qingyun said this, the first person Jiang Hanye thought of was the ghost. Subconsciously, Jiang Hanye thought that the ghost must have something to do with this matter. But this is just his guess. He has a personal grudge against the ghost, but this does not mean that he can talk nonsense at will. You should know that what he said is likely to disturb everyone's sight and cause extremely serious consequences. Jiang Hanye is not stupid, and naturally he will not do so.

"Dead people? You should ask someone who knows how to do this. Jiang Hanye replied, "Maybe some people in the ghost road know about this?"

"Ghost way? Warlock? They are all dead!" The goatee looked at Jiang Hanye and sneered, turned his head to Luo Xingyun and said to him, "Master, is this your son? What a tiger father without a son!"

Goat Bear's words are very strange, with a provocative meaning.

"Ha ha, Mr. He is flattered. The dog is still young and has no experience in many things, which makes you laugh." Luo Xingyun slightly bowed his head.

Jiang Hanye frowned and thought to himself, "Who is this Mr. He? Unexpectedly, even Luo Xingyun called him with respect?

"However, I think what the young master said may be reasonable. We should really find a warlock to ask, but the warlock is hard to find, alas!" What's more, the magic doctor sighed.

"That's not necessarily true. I know one, but his whereabouts are unpredictable. If he deliberately looks for it, I'm afraid it's difficult to encounter it." Jiang Hanye said, "It's just that what's going on outside has something to do with the Blood Demon Religion? That is, the world is dying. Will you care?" In this last sentence, he looked at Luo Xingyun saying.

Jiang Hanye's words silenced everyone. Only Mr. He hung the corners of his mouth and looked at Luo Xingyun and Jiang Hanye with lively eyes.

"Who told you?" Luo Xingyun said to Jiang Hanye after a moment of silence, "Who is it? Ji Shangxuan? Because is the Blood Demon God Religion a demon religion?

"I saw it with my own eyes." Jiang Hanye said coldly, "It's the devil. I don't care about everything."

Luo Xingyun took a deep breath and seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger. He waved to the crowd. Moreover, the magic doctor and others said goodbye one by one and bowed. Mr. He was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he also walked to Jiang Hanye, patted him on the shoulder with his hand, and said in his ear: " Good boy!"

Mr. He's mouth was very smelly. Jiang Hanye frowned, shook his shoulder, shook off his hand, and did not say anything. Jiang Hanye's attitude seemed to make Mr. He very unhappy. His smile froze on his face, and then sneered and shook his sleeves away.

When all the people left, Luo Xingyun closed his eyes slightly and sighed to Jiang Hanye, "Ye, you have been here for five or six years. I want to know what kind of existence I and my blood demon religion are in your heart?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Jiang Hanye replied.

"Are you so resistant to me?" Luo Xingyun was very surprised by Jiang Hanye's attitude. Originally, in the past five years, Jiang Hanye could take the initiative to help him do many things, whether it was dealing with internal affairs or extra-teaching affairs, but this meeting, Luo Xingyun clearly felt Jiang Hanye's resistance.

"The Walking Dead." Somehow, these four words suddenly popped out of Jiang Hanye's mouth. These four words were told by the ghost. He kept remembering them in his heart. Sometimes he would feel scared when he woke up in the middle of the night. He asked himself countless times, "Jiang Hanye, are you really just a walking corpse?"

Luo Xingyun was stunned. He frowned and asked, "What kind of walking corpse?"

"Am I walking dead?" Jiang Hanye asked.

"Where is this?" Luo Xingyun Road.

"Because the so-called 'I' is just a body carrying your son's soul, and 'I' doesn't really exist." Jiang Hanye's face was blue. He closed his eyes in pain and clenched his fist. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to punch Luo Xingyun. The impulse tortured him painfully.

"Do you still mind? About your eldest brother." Luo Xingyun has been calling Luo Ri 'big brother' later, as if he was deliberately filling the gap in his heart for Jiang Hanye.

"I met a friend outside this time." Jiang Hanye said slowly.

"Friend?" Luo Xingyun looked at Jiang Hanye suspiciously, "What friend?"

"This friend is said to know you, and it is said that he told you how to save the soul of the 'big brother'!" Jiang Hanye deliberately emphasized the eldest brother and looked at Luo Xingyun coldly, "Do you think I should thank you or thank him?"

"What the hell is going on?" Luo Xingyun stood up. He slowly walked to Jiang Hanye and looked at him seriously, "What did that man say to you?"

"Everything." Jiang Hanye answered quickly.

The muscles on Luo Xingyun's face trembled. He looked deeply into Jiang Hanye's eyes and said, "Do you hate me very much?"

"Hmm." Jiang Hanye answered simply.

"I know that I was a little selfish at that time, but I also told you that you are not a child who appeared out of thin air. You are also my son and my blood." Luo Xingyun said slowly.

"So, who is my mother?" Jiang Hanye stared at Luo Xingyun and asked.

"It's just an ordinary woman. Maybe she is no longer alive." Luo Xingyun said in a very careless tone. He didn't know that his son was his mother's heart, and he was naturally the most important person in his son's eyes. Jiang Hanye was angered by Luo Xingyun's tone. He recalled Luo Xingyun's love for Luo Ri's mother. Looking at his attitude now, he couldn't help burning with anger.

Luo Xingyun was turning around and preparing to walk to the bedside. Suddenly, he felt that his neck was strung by one hand. The hand came too fast and quietly, and even with Luo Xingyun's cultivation, he was unaware of it in advance.

Jiang Hanye's right hand is now twice as thick, and the color of that hand begins to gradually darken, and then from dark to transparent. From the arm to the palm, the blue veins protrude, which looks horrible.

"You...cough..." Luo Xingyun was strangled by Jiang Hanye and taken off the ground. He was almost speechless because of suffocation.

A fierce light flashed in Jiang Hanye's eyes. His right finger seemed to be close together, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind saying to him, "Kill him!"

Jiang Hanye took a deep breath and finally let go of his hand. After Luo Xingyun landed, he covered his neck and gasped and coughed violently. After a long time, he looked at Jiang Hanye's arm and asked in surprise, "Yeer, what's wrong with your hand?"

"I'm thanks to you." Jiang Hanye now counts all the accounts on Luo Xingyun.

"What do you mean?" Luo Xingyun quickly adjusted his breathing. He stood opposite Jiang Hanye and stared at him. He didn't know what Jiang Hanye had experienced outside during this period.

"The gift left by the ghost." Jiang Hanye raised his right hand, and now suddenly found that this right hand was not only poisoned, but also stronger. Otherwise, how could he force Luo Xingyun into a desperate situation with his own strength just now?

"Ghost life?" Listening to Luo Xingyun's tone, it seems that he doesn't know the ghost life, or he has never heard of the name ghost life.

"Do you really don't remember? 68 years ago, the man who taught you how to keep your son. Jiang Hanye said coldly, "Ghost life."

"Did you meet him?" Only then did Luo Xingyun think of that person. As time went by, that person had already been thrown into the corner of his memory. If Jiang Hanye hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it at all.

"It turns out that he is called a ghost." Luo Xingyun smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know whether to thank him or hate him. If it hadn't been for him, our father and son would not have made such a scene."