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[Volume 1] How can a boy last forever? Chapter 57: Survival from a desperate situation

Zhou Qingmu was caught by the sudden appearance of the figure in Taoist robes and flew into the house of the Taoist with a mustache. Because this man made a move very quickly, Zhou Qingmu did not even see the person's appearance clearly, so he stayed firmly in the Taoist with a mustache.

Landed.

After landing, the figure in Taoist robes immediately let go of Zhou Qingmu's hand and gasped for air, as if he had experienced a hard battle.

Under the moonlight, Zhou Qingmu saw clearly that this person was actually the Taoist with the mustache who asked him to go to the southeast gate to cause all these changes.

Zhou Qingmu immediately said angrily: "I treat you with sincerity, why do you want to deceive me?"

Upon hearing this, the mustached Taoist immediately stretched out his hand to cover Zhou Qingmu's mouth, and said in a deep voice: "I did something wrong, but you still need to calm down at this time. It's too late to say so much now."

Then, the Eight-Character Hu Taoist released his hand covering Zhou Qingmu's mouth and walked towards the door of his house. Then, under Zhou Qingmu's gaze, the Eight-Character Hu Taoist took out pieces of yellow talisman paper from his sleeves and carried them out.

Inspired by the true energy, these talismans followed the Taoist Taoist Taoist Mustache's thoughts, and were all posted on the courtyard door in a certain pattern.

At this time, the Taoist priest with a mustache quickly ran over, grabbed Zhou Qingmu's hand, and walked into the house.

After entering the house, what comes into view is a wooden table with some fortune-telling objects and a bag of money on it. There are also some magic instruments scattered on the wall.

Zhou Qingmu was still a little angry, so he spoke again: "Taoist Priest, what do you mean by this?"

The Taoist with a mustache took out two wooden chairs, sat down on his own, sighed, and said: "As you may think, my original idea was to let you die at the hands of these evil creatures. However, now I

I changed my mind and want you to survive."

Seeing him speaking so calmly, Zhou Qingmu made a gesture as if he was about to draw his sword and strike.

Seeing this, the Taoist with a mustache quickly held his hand and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, anger is the devil!"

Zhou Qingmu rolled her eyes at him, put down the hand that was about to draw the sword, and said in a deep voice: "Now you should tell me what is going on, right?"

At this time, the Taoist with a mustache took out a pipe from nowhere, lit it, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, covered his face, and said calmly: "You must have discovered that these withered bones are the remains of today's daytime

Are you familiar with the people you met in the city?"

Zhou Qingmu nodded and said nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist with a mustache continued: "This city has a restriction. Whether these people have just entered the city or have lived in the city for a long time, as soon as they enter the city, they will become dead objects. This restriction

, which is to suppress them from showing their prototypes at night. So the sword you slashed at the southeast gate actually destroyed the city's restrictions and also destroyed the life patterns of these "people" who came here to survive. So

, they will regard you as their enemy and hunt you down here."

Zhou Qingmu thought for a while and continued to ask: "What exactly is this city? When I came in, there was a voice in the dark calling this the capital of gods. Why is that? Furthermore, if it is according to what you said, you also

Why haven't you turned into such a ghost?"

The Taoist with a mustache exhaled a puff of smoke after hearing this, then chuckled, stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead. The black mark on his forehead emitted black light at this moment, and then with the appearance of a burst of black energy, Zhou Qingmu saw in front of his eyes

The mustachioed Taoist gradually turned into a withered skeleton wearing Taoist robes.

Then, before Zhou Qingmu could speak, Taoist Taoist Taoist Hu continued: "As you can see, I am the same as the group of people outside. However, I have my own way to suppress the restrictions in this place. However, I have some

I'm curious, why haven't you become the same as "me"?"

"I don't know why, but they seem to ignore me no matter what I do during the day. Also, I'm curious whether you are alive or dead now?" Zhou Qingmu shook his head and asked again.

Zhou Qingmu came to this city out of nowhere, how could he know this?

The Taoist priest with a mustache who had turned into a withered skeleton took out a piece of talisman from his robe and put it on his forehead. After a burst of golden light, his appearance returned to what Zhou Qingmu had seen before.

"Because you are a living creature and they are dead creatures. During the day, the yang energy is strong, so naturally they cannot see you with their meager cultivation. At night, the yin energy begins to gather, and their strength is strengthened, so they can

I saw you. Secondly, of course I am a living person, but I can only be considered half a living person. After I came here, I was not completely dehumanized by the rules here. This is also the reason why I can suppress the restrictions through secret methods." Bazi.

Hu Daoren took a heavy drag on the cigarette stick in his hand, exhaled a thick circle of smoke, and put away the cigarette stick.

Zhou Qingmu thought for a moment, then asked again: "Why do those people come here? Also, you haven't answered me yet, what exactly is this place?"

"Here? It's the city of gods! Of course the people who come here want to live and work in peace and contentment under the protection of gods!" Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Master Said, The Taoist Master, said in a frivolous manner.

Zhou Qingmu was about to open his mouth to continue asking how the Taoist in front of him got here, but the Taoist with a mustache interrupted him again: "That's all I can tell you. As for whether you can understand, it depends on your understanding. Cultivating the Tao

Anyone who reveals the secrets of heaven will fall into trouble. Fortunately, you have destroyed the ban here and temporarily deceived the secrets of heaven. Okay, don't go out tonight, rest in my house for one night. Everyone will go his own way tomorrow, don't

Come to me."

After that, the Taoist with a mustache stood up from the wooden chair and walked to his bed. As soon as he reached the bed, he fell down and fell asleep.

Hearing this, Zhou Qingmu had no choice but to sit cross-legged and rest on the spot, with the fairy sword leaning against his body.

The next morning, Zhou Qingmu opened his eyes. Some fortune-telling instruments were missing from the room, and everything on the wooden table, including the bag of money, was also gone.

Zhou Qingmu subconsciously thought that the Taoist Taoist with the Eight-Character Hu set up a stall to tell fortunes again, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that something was wrong. There was such a big commotion last night, and there should be a lot less people in the city today. Why did this guy run out so early in the morning?

Zhou Qingmu no longer thought about it. After taking out a set of clothes from his storage bag and changing them, he walked outside the Taoist Taoist's house.

When he walked out of the courtyard and walked for a while in the city, something surprising appeared to him.

The streets and alleys were full of bustling people, and there were no traces of fighting even on the streets he walked.
Chapter completed!
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