No wonder the injuries on the head recovered so slowly. If they were still at their peak and the true energy was flowing, such wounds could only be healed in one or three moments. It was like the blood was still oozing out slowly, and the pain was heard from time to time when they were pulled.

The borrowed power has all kinds of flaws. Chen Hao sighed in his heart that even if it is not his own, it will cause a huge backlash, just like he is now.

He slowly stood up, and the movement made people around him exclaim again, and the terror in his eyes became even stronger. A strong man with a burly figure held the hammer tightly in his hand, and the sweat beads of his palm slowly fell to the ground along the hammer body, shattering into countless crystal clearness.

"What's wrong? Do you really treat me like a monster?" Chen Hao smiled bitterly. Although he was severely injured by backlash, his eyesight was relatively good. Naturally, he could see at a glance that this strong man had reached the seventh level of the warrior. At his age, it would be moderate to achieve this achievement. If he got some opportunities, he might be able to cross one level and advance to the martial arts realm. If there was no adventure at all, he would probably be stuck on the ninth level of the warrior for the rest of his life.

Of course, compared with him, this state can naturally be cured by backhand, and there is no worry in my heart at this moment.

"What are you not a monster?" The strong man's face turned pale, and his voice was trembling with sighs. "My father is a stunner. He has seen many worlds in his journey, so he naturally saw monsters. However, the monsters he mentioned were all hideous and ugly, and some parts of his body still maintained the shape of a beast. He was bitten by a monster with a crocodile head on his thigh, and took away a large piece of meat. Fortunately, many companions worked together to rescue him. Since then, he hated monsters. Every time he told me that he would see each other and kill each other, but he could not break through to the martial arts master until his death, and he could not even beat a little monster."

"Since the monsters are all ugly, how can you be sure that I am also a monster?" Chen Hao chuckled.

The strong man shook his head and said silly: "Although this is the first time I have seen it, my father often says that monsters are ever-changing and have all kinds of magical powers like those immortal masters. I'm told to be careful. Maybe the beautiful little Cui next door is transformed by the monster!"

"Haha!" Chen Hao couldn't help laughing out loud, shook his head in his heart. When he met a stubborn silly boy, he was afraid that he could not explain it clearly. He curled his smile, looked burning with a sharp look on his face, "I'm really not a monster. Since you know that monsters and immortal masters have infinite means, why can't you think about the other side?"

"Are you an immortal master?" The strong man widened his eyes and looked at Chen Hao's confusion. The latter smiled brightly. In order to prove this, a strong wind popped out from his fingers and shot down a piece of pear tree branch next to him, which made everyone present exclaim again, and looked at him with a hint of awe.

"No, right!"

"What's wrong?" Chen Hao frowned lightly.

"There are also monsters like this, and they cannot prove your identity at all. Since you say you are a human, how do you explain why the blood flowing out of the wound just now is gold and purple?" The strong man pointed out in confusion.

A hint of impatient flashed on Chen Hao's face. This strong man was thick and thin, but he was not as he had thought before. But he had no time to hang out with him. His thoughts were all on the mysterious jade piece and the recovery of his own trauma.

His face turned solemn and said coldly: "What about monsters? So what about people? If you want to survive, then shut your mouth. Whose yard belongs to? Come and clean up a room for me!"

The strong man was silent for a while in the field, and the strong man whined and responded twice, but he was so scared that he dared not speak.

"Is it your house?" Chen Hao's eyes were a little strange, and his face was slightly angry. "Go and do as I told you to cook some food in the kitchen every day and deliver it to my door. Remember not to push the door rashly, otherwise I won't know what mechanism trap you can kill my life."

After saying that, he sat cross-legged, with a faint light shining all over his body. As long as he didn't step into his body, even if he broke the sky, he would ignore all reactions outside.

Such a strange phenomenon appeared was seen by the strong man and others, which naturally deepened the speculation in his heart. Fengyuan City had just experienced a great disaster, and many houses collapsed. If it weren't for the Four-Pole Ziwei Formation of the Supreme Gate, the entire city would have turned into ashes and disappeared. Even so, many people died. For a moment, the entire city was soaked in sorrow and fog, and the wailing sounds were endless. Therefore, these people were very frightened by some strange and strange powers, for fear that a god wearing "silver armor" would pop up and turn their homes upside down.

The strong man acted quickly. Although the house was not big and collapsed several pavilions in the war, it was still possible to pack up a few intact guest rooms. The unconscious maids and servants dared not neglect. They were used to living under the rule of others. Even if they had the opportunity, how could they dare to escape in the chaos? People in troubled times were not as good as Taiping dogs. They signed a contract for selling their bodies. Even if they ran away, where could they go? A guardian of the brothel could defeat them, not to mention that the master's martial arts level was much higher? It would be better to continue to lean under this eaves to cover up the wind and rain.

A quiet room in the northwest corner of the house was cleaned up. Although there were several nearby houses around, no one dared to live here. Except for the servants who were trembling with food every day, even if the warrior heard the word "demon", he would shivered in his heart. How could he dare to stay here for a moment?

What's more, every night when the whole earth is pitch black and dull, there will always be a faint fluorescence here, as if the entire house has been refined into a special magic weapon, emitting majesty and will not be approached. However, during the day, there will be bursts of thick fog here, covering half of the house. Someone accidentally entered the fog and saw a green lotus the size of half a house rotated, but was then sent out by a powerful force.

At this point, the saying that the monster here is a lotus flower to become a spirit was spread. This speculation made the strong man scratch his head because he could not connect the aura of the green lotus with what he felt before.

The strong man's surname is Zhang and his name is Zhonglin. His father was a famous corpse trooper as he said before. He made a lot of money through traveling around the world. He retired from this city and built a house in middle age. He did not marry or have children. He only slowly raised a child he adopted, and passed away two years ago.

Fortunately, the child has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his roots are of medium and upper level compared to ordinary people. After working day and night, he has achieved remarkable achievements, which has not fallen apart. Zhang Zhonglin used his martial arts skills to ask for some errands in the city. With his business, he finally had some investments, which is enough to support the young and old in the house. His life was dull, but unexpectedly, something happened a while ago, and then he moved into a demon-like existence, which stirred up the stagnant pool of water.

As the days passed, these people found that although there were visions here from time to time, they did not really hear any horrible rumors of monsters coming out to eat people. They were just occasionally lost people were knocked out and broken their muscles. However, no one had any life worries and no longer as afraid as before. They lived whatever they should do. They just added a topic of conversation after dinner.

House reconstruction and road repairs, the entire Fengyuan City was gradually recovering. Some brave merchants drove their carriages into the city again, pulling silk, satin, crystal jewelry, etc. to trade one by one.

The sky was clear and cloudless. The sunlight above the head was scorching the earth unscrupulously. The green trees by the road hung down their branches listlessly. The breeze swept the dust on the ground, covering the entire city with a faint veil.

Zhang Zhonglin did not go out, and lay quietly on a cool mat to rest. He ordered the maid beside him to squirt a huge palm-leaf fan, bringing out a cool breeze. He put a basin of ice water on the room, and the mist was steaming, much cooler than outside. He fell into his dream comfortably and made a snoring sound.

Suddenly, he rolled to the ground and made a loud "bang" sound, obviously falling heavily, but he didn't have time to shout for pain, put on half of his soap boots in the maid's shock, and ran away on tiptoe, as if there was something in his heart urging him.

This ghost is not someone else, but a message sent by Chen Haoyun's mission. To this day, his injuries have recovered. After trying to inquire about some things, he left.

Zhang Zhonglin had just arrived at the door of the room, and was uneasy. The door creaked and opened, but his body was sucked in by a strong force, his face turned pale. He looked at the figure sitting on the bed in front of him with trembling fear, but he held his breath and dared not speak.

"I'll ask you and answer. Don't say anything irrelevant, do you understand?" Chen Hao said in a cold voice with a burning look.

"Great... If you have something to do, just give me instructions. The boy will know everything!" The strong man shuddered all over his body and quickly replied, afraid that if he would slow down, the existence in front of him would punish him to make life worse than death.

"Very good!" Chen Hao nodded and said, turning his palms, and a piece of jade flake that emits a faint fluorescent light all over his body quietly suspended, revealing an endless mysterious aura.

"How long has your house been built? Did any strange phenomena happen when the ground was destroyed?"

Zhang Zhonglin's face changed drastically when he heard this, and his eyes flashed with horror. He hesitated for a moment, but finally Qiqi Ai Ai said, "My lord hit the nail on the head. When my father got up with this house, he dug out a snake skin as big as a straw mat in the foundation!"

"What!" Chen Hao suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!