Chapter 488: The Birth of the Ghost Lord
Dou Xianxian talked about the ending of his playing the Glass House game.
"Unfortunately, after I killed a few people, my uncle exposed my deeds and I was kicked out of the clan."
Dou Xian regarded this setback as a turning point in his life. "I learned from my mistakes and realized that some hobbies should not be known by others."
Ye Xiaoman was really convinced, "So from now on you will learn to hide, and upgrade from small peptide to large peptide."
Dou Xian said, "Well, I've lived for many, many years since then. I've traveled around the six realms, and every time I arrived at a place, I'd find a new way to amuse myself, creating death there. The human head flower pots of the Chaofu Sect were just a new way I came up with."
Ye Xiaoman quickly asked, "Tell me about your most successful job?"
Dou Xian's eyes instantly became bloodshot. He didn't dare to speak, but was scratching his head and cheeks excitedly.
In the end, he couldn't help showing off his great achievements.
If you don't tell others, who would know how powerful he used to be?
Behind the deserted rockery at the corner, he covered his mouth and told Ye Xiaoman in a hopping manner, "Chepan Village!"
Ye Xiaoman's fingertips twitched.
Her expression remained unchanged, and she pretended to be disdainful and provoked Dou Xian, "It sounds like just a small, shabby village, and you look so proud."
Dou Xian twisted his body like a hyperactive person, squeaking like a monkey, "You are so ignorant."
He couldn't tolerate being looked down upon by a small-time figure like Ye Xiaoman. "Let me give you a brief glimpse. Over a thousand years ago, a place called Chepan Village was attacked by a rare demonic beast. The villagers approached a local sect and begged for help."
"At the time, I was a guest at that sect, the sect master's guest of honor. The sect master was about to capture the monster, but I kindly reminded him..."
Dou Xian brought up the past, his pig-headed face flushing red with pride. "A monster is only valuable if it has devoured many lives."
"Oh my! I just mentioned it casually, but I didn't expect the Sect Master to take my words to heart. As a result, the entire village was eaten by monsters."
"This experience wasn't a big deal in my career as a staff member. The main thing was the subsequent development. A fierce ghost was born in that small village, and he has become a big figure in the ghost world..."
Ye Xiaoman's forehead was sweating when she heard it. It suddenly fell from the sky in an amazing way.
It turns out that Jing Zhui's memory is full of treasures if you dig deeper.
There must be a reason why Jing Zhui kept the memories of his youth so clear.
All her current experiences are nothing more than a projection of the real memories in Jing Zhui's subconscious mind.
He had personally witnessed the tragic events of Elder Hua Chan, Senior Sister Wen, and others, and knew Dou Xian's past so clearly. It must be that after he experienced the assassination incident of Chao Fei Zong, he discovered some suspicious points and focused on investigating Dou Xian.
Based on her understanding of Jing Zhui, he is a 100% pragmatist.
He would pay attention to Dou Xian. 20% of the reason was out of pride. He knew a little more behind-the-scenes information than Zhu Chuideng himself, which he could use to mock his old rival. The remaining 80% must be because Dou Xian was a person of some use to him.
Is it because the villain sees the great peptide and cherishes its talent? The demons don't have any moral cleanliness.
Is it that Dou Xian's existence, for some unexpected reason, is a powerful weapon for Zhu Chuideng?
Ye Xiaoman's consciousness merged with Jing Zhui's, and she sensitively smelled his evil aura.
In any case, the secret that only Jing Zhui knew now has another person who knows it.
Dou Xian didn't notice Ye Xiaoman's shock.
More than a thousand years have passed, but he still feels a lingering fear when he mentions the siege and killing of Zhu Chuideng, and talks to himself in fear.
"If I hadn't been lucky enough to leave Xianque Sect first, I would have died for sure!"
"Later, in order to completely escape the disaster, I had to kill myself with my own hands. It was a waste of my life. Sigh."
He was scared to death, but also very proud because he had personally participated in the birth of a ghost lord.
The most outstanding game of his life!
But he couldn't tell anyone about this masterpiece, and it almost suffocated him.
"Why."
Ye Xiaoman and Dou Xian sighed at the same time, each feeling melancholy in their own way.
Behind the garden rockery is a piece of yellow sand. Chao Ezong has not had time to plan this place, to see whether to build pavilions or fill water to make an artificial pond.
But whether it is building a building or digging a river, the yellow sand is an excellent burial place for the dead.
Dou Xian said, "New disciple, we have arrived at your final resting place."
"Thank you very much," Ye Xiaoman said, flexing her wrists. "I think Mr. Dou is more suitable for this Feng Shui treasured land."
He and Ye Xiaoman attacked at the same time, but unfortunately his cultivation was just mediocre. Ye Xiaoman had already integrated several unique skills. She started from zero frame and knocked Dou Xian down first.
Ye Xiaoman pressed her knee against Dou Xian's back, pressed her hand on his neck, and pressed his face into the yellow sand.
Dou Xian finally met someone he couldn't control. He was scared to death and wanted to shout for help, but Ye Xiaoman had already set up a soundproof barrier in advance.
She shook her wrist and a dagger slipped out from her sleeve. The knife was not big and was the one she usually used to peel fruit.
Dou Xian panicked: "What are you going to do?"
Ye Xiaoman kindly told him: "Mr. Dou is sick. If I cut off your head and plant it in a flowerpot, you will grow a new body next spring."
Dou Xian yelled, "You are kidding me!"
Ye Xiaoman was furious: "I just learned medicine from you and spent 5,000 yuan on tuition, and now you tell me it's a lie! This is too much, you will die today!"
After Dou Xian found out that Ye Xiaoman was determined to attack him, he started to cry and snot, begging for mercy and promising huge benefits. He used sweet words that were good at deceiving people and said many words of coercion and inducement.
Ye Xiaoman turned a deaf ear to him. She didn't care what Dou Xian's final fate was in Jing Zhui's memory. Did Hua Chan continue to be at large after being beheaded by Jing Zhui, or was recruited by Jing Zhui to deal with Zhu Chuideng? She also didn't care that she couldn't change the fate of the passerby in Jing Zhui's memory. Even if she killed Dou Xian here, Dou Xian would reappear on the map after a few days.
She had to vent her anger today.
Dou Xian began to wail.
He knew there was no escape and began to curse Ye Xiaoman.
"Don't you have a life sword? Why would you use a knife when the life sword can do the job?"
"You're torturing me on purpose, aren't you? I'm asking you, your ancestors, are you doing this on purpose?"
Ye Xiaoman cried out even more unfairly than he did.
"I'm a poor swordsman. My life sword has rusted because I can't afford to maintain it! At least I didn't twist it with my bare hands, so please don't be so picky! And my ancestors have long since turned to white bones and skeletons. Damn, how can you be so picky!"
Dou Xian was stabbed several times by her and was almost angered to death by her.
"You have two husbands with heavenly spiritual roots and a foundation! No matter where you go, the sects will fight to get them. How can you be so poor?! I curse your ancestors for thirty-six generations!"
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