Wang Feng sighed and said: "It looks like you are really a dead person."
The old man said: "It was."
Wang Fengdao: "There is no other person here. It seems that I really killed you."
The old man said: "It was."
Wang Feng smiled bitterly: "It's just - how I killed you, even I don't know."
The old man said: "Of course you don't know, there are many things you don't know."
Wang Fengdao: "Can you tell me?"
The old man said: "You know something, it is not good for you, because..."
His face are more mysterious, and suddenly he closed his mouth and simply lie in the village.
Wang Feng still refused to give up, but also jumped off the grave, sitting on the edge of the coffin, and asked: "Why?"
The old man closed his eyes and closed his eyes.
Wang Fengdao: "Well, if you don't say, I will sit here and not go."
The old man sighed and sighed a few times and suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?"
Wang Fengdao: "Twenty-seven."
The old man said: "The 26-year-old can never know these things."
Wang Fengdao: "Why?"
The old man said: "Because what you want to know belongs to another world."
Wang Fengdao: "Is there another world?"
The old man said: "Yes!"
Wang Fengdao: "What world?"
The old man's face seems to be twisting. After a long time, he slowly said: "The ghost world of the demons."
He is very real. In this bleak and sinister autumn night, in this ruined grass, I think it is more real.
Wang Feng wanted to laugh, but the machine hit a cold.
The old man said: "If you know their secrets, maybe you will not live long."
He took the hand of Wang Feng.
His hands are cold, his voice is very gentle, and he said: "But you are only twenty-six this year, you can live at least thirty or forty.
Year. ”
This time Wang Feng laughed out.
The old man said: "Do you think I am lying?"
Wang Fengdao: "I know that you are not lying, but you are wrong."
The old man said: "What is wrong?"
Wang Feng suddenly opened the placket, revealing a strong and strong chest, and there was a small black spot on his heart.
He asked: "What do you think is this?"
The old man said: "It's a sly."
Wang Fengdao: "No."
The old man said: "It's a little black spot."
Wang Fengdao: "Not at all."
The old man looked at him and waited for him to explain.
Wang Fengdao: "This is a sign."
The old man said: "What mark?"
Wang Fengdao: "The mark of death." He himself explained: "Whoever has this mark, he said that his life is not him.
Your own. ”
The old man said: "How did this sign come?"
Wang Fengdao: "It was made by a hidden weapon called 'Desperate King's Needle'."
The old man said: "Will you want to kill the king?"
Wang Fengdao: "Which people are hit by this kind of hidden weapon, it is absolutely half an hour."
The old man said: "You seem to have lived for more than half an hour."
Wang Fengdao: "That was because I was lucky. When I was dying, I just met Mr. Ye Lao."
The old man said: "Which is Mr. Ye Lao?"
Wang Fengdao: "Mr. Ye Lao is Ye Tianshi, who is the first famous doctor in the world."
The old man said: "He saved you?"
Wang Fengdao: "He just saved my life for the time being."
The old man said: "How long is it?"
Wang Fengdao: "One hundred days." He smiled again, and the smile seems to be very bleak: "So I am only twenty this year.
Sixth, but I have not spoken for a hundred days, and now it has passed thirty-nine days. ”
It took thirty-nine days to remove thirty-one days in one hundred days.
The old man said: "So you can only live for up to two months at most."
Wang Fengdao: "Maybe you can live two months and two other days."
There are only twenty-nine days in September. A person who knows that he can only live for a maximum of two months, what treasures are there for life? he
Why are you still not desperate? So in the past thirty-nine days, he has done seven or 5 things that others are afraid to do.
He killed seven or eight people who had already died, but they did not die. So he is ruthless, he is heartbroken. Because he does not
Willing to hurt others' hearts again.
The night is fascinating.
The old man also looked at him for a long time and suddenly asked: "Have you seen a bird?"
Wang Feng certainly saw it. The bird that flew out of the cemetery, with the ringing of the soul.
The old man said: "Do you know what bird is that?"
Wang Fengdao: "I don't know."
The old man said: "Of course you don't know, because it is not a bird at all."
Wang Fengdao: "What is that?"
The old man said: "It is a blood slave."
Wang Feng did not understand: "What is a blood slave?"
The old slave said: "The blood slave is the slave of the blood parrot. The blood slave appears, and the blood parrot will appear soon."
Wang Feng does not understand: "Blood parrot?"
The old man said: "The 100,000 gods and demon 100,000 drops of magic blood, turned into this blood parrot." His voice is mysterious and distant, slowly
Then he said: "On that day, the lords of the East and the Western demons, in order to celebrate the birthday of the devil, meet at '奇浓嘉嘉普'
Come. ”
Wang Feng has never heard such a strange place.
The old man said: "That is the world of the devils, there is no blue sky above the head, there is no place under the feet, only the wind and the fog, cold
Ice and flames. ”
His voice is farther away: "It was the birthday of the 100,000-year-old magician. The devils of the nine days and ten days were all together, and they were all pierced.
It means that a drop of magic blood has been dripped and turned into a blood parrot for their gift. ”
Wang Fengdao: "Is it for the devil?"
The old man said: "Not bad!" He continued: "But this blood parrot will come to the world once every seven years.
It also brings three wishes. ”
Wang Fengdao: "Three wishes?"
The old man said: "If you can see it, it will let you get three wishes."
Wang Fengdao: "No matter what kind of wishes, you can achieve the old man: "Absolutely can be achieved."
Wang Feng smiled and said: "This is of course just a legend. No one will actually see it."
The old man said: "Really."
Wang Fengdao: "Oh?"
The old man said: "I know that someone