I Am the Reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor?
the chp 48

Yuejun Inn's.

Sun Hao closed the "Heart Sutra" and quietly felt relieved.

After reading the silk, the thumping feeling disappeared cleanly.

The whole person is very relaxed.

It seems this is what forces the system to pronounce it!

Moreover, I just got over 1,200 blessing points!

Don't be too comfortable!

"My son, are you better?"

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao with prayers in his eyes.

Just now, the young man had actually killed the general of the blood demon tribe by reading the scriptures.

This method, this power, was extremely shocking.

Let alone looking at his son's appearance, I don't know at all.

This way, his son's heart was not broken, and he saved the entire Jiangyang City.

This made him unable to imagine at all.

"Much! Everyone is so comfortable!" Said Sun Hao.

“That's great.” Huang Rumeng nodded.

“Like a dream, go, keep looking for a storefront!” Said Sun Hao.

"Okay, kid!"

Huang Rumeng followed Sun Hao closely.

"Crack down!"

Door's open.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Sun Hao almost vomited.

I saw a tragic corpse lying in the hallway.

The decapitated head of the brain splits, the intestines come out.

Sun Hao knew one of the men with his broken head.

This man is one who serves himself.

Yesterday, it was fine, but today, people have left.

and.

On the ground, there was pitch-black pus spreading, and a strange smell appeared on his face.

Let people smell it, and the whole person is bad.

What the hell is going on?

what the hell's going on?

Sun Hao was stunned.

"Mastering!"

At this moment.

The bald head quickly ran over, looking at Sun Hao excitedly.

He was Ning Mingzhi.

Seeing this bald head, Sun Hao recovered.

He was confused, this person seemed to know, and he didn't seem to know.

“Really?” Ask Sun Hao.

"My son, I am Ning Mingzhi! Yesterday, you gave me a painting!"

After speaking, Ning Mingzhi took the picture scroll and lifted it in front of Sun Hao.

Hearing this, Sun Hao understood.

It was a scholar yesterday.

"Speaking inside the house, out here, the smell is too pungent!"

Sun Haoqiang endured the discomfort and walked into the room.

"Okay, son."

Ning Mingzhi followed behind them.

Door's closed.

“Why did you shave your hair?” Ask Sun Hao.

"Boy..."

Ning Mingzhi was preparing to reply, and at this moment, a voice rang out in his ear.

"The prince is human, and he must not be destroyed, otherwise, I will blame you for being polite!"

Right now, Huang Rumeng's voice reached Ning Mingzhi's ears.

Hearing this, Ning Mingzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

Almost, it makes the child doubtful.

Too dangerous!

In this way, the identity of his son was unimaginable?

Worth it!

Worth being so strong, just relying on the sound of the piano alone could kill the killer!

This method must be a peerless fairy!

“My son, I found some things, so I decided to become a monk!” Answer Ning Mingzhi.

Hearing this, Sun Hao looked dumbfounded.

People in this world have strange ideas.

Yesterday I spoke to myself about poetry and painting, and today I am going to be a monk.

Can't understand it, can't understand it!

“Brother Ning, what happened to so many dead people out here?” Ask Sun Hao.

Ning Mingzhi did not answer directly.

Instead, he glanced at Huang Rumeng.

Then, start answering.

"My son, something big happened in Jiangyang City!"

"Big problem? What's the big deal?" Ask Sun Hao.

Evil race?

Gnawing the living?

Do you want to be so fun?

Or in the center of Yangzhou-Jiangyang City, did this evil race dare to come?

What if somewhere else?

This world is too dangerous!

Sun Hao's heart trembled, but there was no change on his face, "What is a puppet?"

"My son, the human puppet is a human puppet clan that uses a secret method to wipe out the soul of a living person and become an unconscious puppet!"

"This kind of psychic, after a series of treatments, has a knife-like body, very strong."

"There are some powerful puppets that can destroy the world and the earth, very powerful!" Ning Mingzhi.

Hearing this, Sun Hao's back turned cold, and his body turned cold.

Puppet is so strong.

If it's a bunch of dolls, who can fight back.

it's gruesome.

“Could the evil race just attack Yuejun Inn?” Said Sun Hao.

"of course not!"

Ning Mingzhi shook his head slightly, "Master, there are traces of puppets all over the city. A lot of people were supposed to die last night!"

"hissing……"

Sun Hao silently gasped.

What about security?

Do you not need protection?

It's really purgatory, okay?

This place, can't stay!

"I'm scared to death, this medical clinic won't open again, it's better to go back to where I live for safety!"

If you meet such a monster, you can at least hide in the farm.

Agriculture was a secret room, and ordinary cultivators could not enter without their own approval.

"Thank you, Brother Ning, for telling me that I have to go back if there's anything I have to do."

Therefore, Sun Hao looked at Huang Rumeng, "Rumeng, pack up, let's go home!"

"Okay, kid!"

Huang Rumeng nodded and started packing.

Pieces of the object were inserted into the space ring by him.

"Boy boy."

Seeing that Sun Hao was about to leave, Ning Mingzhi quickly stopped him.

“Brother Ning, are you still okay?” Ask Sun Hao.

“My son, I want to be by your side, don't I?” Ning Mingzhi asked.

"Follow me?"

Sun Hao frowned, with a doubtful expression, "You said you want to become a monk, what are you doing with me?"

"My son, I want to hear you recite the scriptures," Ning Mingzhi said.

A chant?

Do some people like to listen to their own songs?

This person, didn't he just want to become a monk after hearing his own chant?

Look at his head, it looks like it has just been shaved, and in some places it is still bumpy.

I have to shave myself!

Finally found a man who liked to listen to his own singing.

If one were to listen to a song, it would not be boring, and would even have a sense of accomplishment.

"Yes, but I will not stay in Jiangyang City. If you want to listen, come to my residence!" Said Sun Hao.

"Okay, kid!"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Huang Rumeng bringing Sun Hao quickly into the air.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black spot and disappeared.

"My son, where do you live?"

Ning Mingzhi shouted.

Only he answered.

"His son asked me to go to his residence, but he didn't tell me where to stay?"

"Why this? Is this a test?"

"Surely like this. Only when he finds his place of residence will he really teach me!"

Ning Mingzhi muttered to himself, thinking of every word Sun Hao said.

and yet.

He sifted through every word of Sun Hao, and after thinking about it, he had no idea where Sun Hao lived.

"Why am I so boring, child's test, where?"

"Isn't that in his words, but in the painting?"

Surely so.

Thinking of this, Ning Mingzhi took a picture scroll and looked at it carefully.

He immediately returned to his room and sat down like a wooden statue.

I don't know how long it's been.

"So! Isn't this a painting of a mountain in the Great Demonic Mountain Range?"

"And this monastery, judging from its location, should be in the south! That son means, doesn't that mean the southern location of the Great Demon Mountain?"

"When his son gave me this painting, he already showed me everything!"

"His son was so impressed, it was wise to wake up, I was really embarrassed!"

"My son, wait for me, I'll find your place!"

After speaking, Ning Mingzhi returned to her room and started packing and saluting.

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