Zhan Jiuyue walked behind, looking at the old man's back, he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this person before, but he could never remember who this person was.

The atmosphere along the way was very strange. Judging from the sky, it was just dark, but Zhan Jiuyue discovered that no house in the village had lights on, and everything was as dark as death.

Could it be that the villagers all heard about the Chen family’s ancestral home and felt afraid and all moved away?

Zhan Jiuyue had questions and wanted to ask the middle-aged man. After all, he was an NPC in this dungeon, and his purpose should be to answer questions.

But when Zhan Jiuyue turned to look at him, the middle-aged man's actions made Zhan Jiuyue break into a cold sweat.

I saw him turning his head, walking crookedly on the road, and waving his hands to both sides of the road from time to time.

What is going on? Who is he greeting? Is he possessed by a ghost?

Zhan Jiuyue had goosebumps all over his body. He quickly looked away and stared at the ground, not daring to look at him again.

nnd, what kind of copy is this? It’s too weird.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the old man who was leading the way suddenly stopped and lowered his voice and said, "We're here, right here."

The next second, the skinny old man stretched out his arms and pushed open the five-meter-high door in an instant.

Zhan Jiuyue swallowed a sip of saliva and followed him in. The walls on both sides of the house were all painted a permeating dark red, and there was also a thick feeling. The road was so long that it could not be seen at a glance.

At the end, there are dim fires burning in the surrounding corridors, which makes people feel depressed.

Decorating the ancestral home like this would be weird if nothing happens!

Walking to the door of a room, the old man pushed the ajar door open and motioned for them to go in.

The firelight outside was dim just now, and Zhan Jiuyue wanted to use the light in the room to see the old man's appearance clearly, but he always lowered his head and pressed the hat on his head with his hand.

Zhan Jiuyue frowned and asked softly: "Well... old man, how many families are there in your village?"

The courtyard was empty, and even though Zhan Jiuyue's voice was very small, it still echoed.

The old man lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, he whispered: "Ah--, it's like this. When we were building the house, we bought all the houses of the nearby villagers at a high price. The villagers took the money and went to the city to buy them.

house, so there aren’t many people here.”

The old man's voice didn't sound like it was coming out normally, as if he was deliberately suppressing his voice.

Zhan Jiuyue stopped asking questions. The old man lowered his head and turned around and left quickly without leaving any information.

There was hot food on the table. It looked like it had just been cooked. He didn't eat anything along the way. Zhan Jiuyue did feel hungry, but how could he be in the mood to eat? Everything here was too weird.

When the middle-aged man saw that he was not eating, he turned his head mechanically with a strange expression. "The folk customs here are simple and the villagers are so enthusiastic. You can just eat some. You're welcome."

The folk customs are simple? The villagers are enthusiastic? What on earth is he talking about? Zhan Jiuyue looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.

There must be a bug in this copy. Zhan Jiuyue swallowed hard. In order to stave off hunger, he still took a few bites of food, never daring to take another look at the middle-aged man.

Zhan Jiuyue finished eating first. There were two single beds placed separately in the room. Zhan Jiuyue lay on the one next to the window and put the quilt over his head.

Thinking back on everything he had just released, Zhan Jiuyue felt something was wrong and wanted to ask Xiaoli and the others if there was something wrong with the copy.

"Xiao Li...are you...there?"

No one replied for a while.

"Xiao Li?"

"Ami?"

"Hey! Even if you can't help, don't stop talking. It's not that I'm scared, there's a bug in your copy!"

…

No matter what Zhan Jiuyue said, Xiaoli and Amei still had no reply.

Zhan Jiuyue was even more panicked. What was going on? Did the two of them go to bed?

Impossible! Could it be that there is a bug in this system, and even communication has become a problem? Wouldn’t that mean we would be trapped here for the rest of our lives?

Zhan Jiuyue calmed down and began to analyze the current situation. Judging from the behavior of the middle-aged man, he could completely confirm that the copy had deviated from the original main line, but the location was correct and it was still the Chen family residence.

No matter what, the mission of this copy is still to decipher the secret of the Chen family's ancestral home.

From the moment he got off the bus, Zhan Jiuyue was always shrouded in a strange feeling.

There is no one in this village, and there is no one in the house. Could it be that the old man is the only one?

Thinking of this, Zhan Jiuyue's eyes suddenly lit up. The old man never allowed himself to see his face clearly. He definitely wanted to hide something. This might be the breakthrough point.

Zhan Jiuyue turned over, but when his eyes glanced at the window above his head, he seemed to see a figure standing there.

"Who?" Zhan Jiuyue suddenly stood up and shouted, and as soon as the voice came out, the figure disappeared instantly.

There was absolutely no mistake. There was definitely a figure there just now. Zhan Jiuyue mustered up his courage and wanted to chase him out to have a look.

"MD, isn't it just a copy? I want to see what is causing trouble here!"

But just when Zhan Jiuyue was about to get out of bed, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his abdomen, and felt a force grabbing his stomach.

Zhan Jiuyue was retching and rolling back and forth on the bed in pain. Cold sweat broke out and every hair on his body stood up.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and the breath he exhaled was mixed with the smell of blood.

Could it be that there was poison in the food just now? But how come nothing happened to the middle-aged man?

Although the room was very dark, with the help of the firelight coming from the window, Zhan Jiuyu could see that his arms were getting darker and darker like before in the palace, but this time the speed was faster than before.

Much faster every time.

What's going on? The Ghost Blood Pearl has obviously been shattered. How could something like this still happen? Where is the True Dragon Soul within the body?

Unbearable pain was tormenting Zhan Jiuyue crazily, and the black objects on his arms were quickly spreading to various parts of his body.

Zhan Jiuyue wanted to resist, but was unable to struggle. He was on the verge of coma.

In a daze, Zhan Jiuyue saw the giant dragon in Cangluan Valley again, but this time it was no longer surrounded by a vast galaxy, but a sea of ​​scarlet blood. The dragon was slowly being swallowed by the sea of ​​blood.

submerged.
Chapter completed!