The sudden scream, combined with the gloomy atmosphere around it, was like thunder on dry land, exploding in the ninth district, with an empty sound that resounded in all directions.
Immediately, everyone present trembled with fear, with chills running down their spines. Liu Qingcheng even exclaimed and hid directly behind Ye Wushuang, shivering.
Snap...
Li Dawen, who was the first to react, was furious. He slapped He Xiaoshuang on the head and said angrily: "What the hell is going on in broad daylight? Don't you kid try to take advantage of me, get out of here!"
Before he finished speaking, Li Dawen threw He Xiaoshuang directly.
"No, there really is a ghost!"
He Xiaoshuang trembled all over and became even more frightened. He threw himself into Li Dawen's arms and grabbed Li Dawen's arm. He slowly looked back with a horrified look on his face and said, "If you don't believe me, look, right behind me..."
Before he finished speaking, He Xiaoshuang turned around and saw a face covered with wrinkles, as dry as dry tree bark, which almost touched his face.
"ah..."
Screaming again, He Xiaoshuang rolled his eyes, fell directly onto Li Dawen, and passed out.
"You...who are you?"
At this time, several people finally discovered that an old man with a yellow complexion and a stooped body suddenly appeared behind them. Li Dawen was the first to ask, but his voice was trembling.
Lin Ruoer and Meng Tian subconsciously took a step back and instantly grasped their weapons, looking cautious and shocked.
"Who are you?"
The old man was wearing a black hooded gown and was holding a coil of smooth tree vines. He looked gloomy, as if he were a corpse crawling out of the ground, without any life. Even his voice was slightly hoarse and harsh.
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"Why are you trespassing in the ninth district? You are still yelling here, which almost scares the old man like me!"
As soon as these words came out, several people realized that the old man was a human and not a ghost, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Senior..."
After all, Lin Ruo'er was a child who grew up in a wealthy college, and she also served as the leader of the Lin family. She had seen a lot of big things in the world. She was the first to regain her composure, bowed slightly and said: "We are just entry-level students of Cangyun College.
I came here ready to move in!”
"Check in?"
Hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows, a trace of suspicion appeared on his withered face, and then he sneered: "It seems that you have offended someone!"
Offended someone?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, their faces full of confusion.
Li Dawen, who had regained his composure, asked even more doubtfully: "Old man, how do you say this?"
"What a bunch of bastards!"
The old man smiled coldly and said, "There are nine large areas in the Cangyun inner courtyard, each of which can accommodate tens of thousands of people; the first eight areas combined can accommodate one hundred thousand people; even if the college
No matter how much we expand, there won’t be enough people to live in it, so why allocate people to this ninth district?”
"You know, many people have died in this ninth area before, and it is known as a forbidden area. If you hadn't offended people in the college, why would you be assigned here?"
Forehead...
As soon as these words came out, several people's eyes suddenly became strange, and they subconsciously turned back to look at Ye Wushuang.
The old man probably didn't know that the reason why they came here was not to offend anyone, it was entirely because of Ye Wushuang's whim.
"The old man misunderstood. The few of us who came to stay here were not assigned by others, but chosen by ourselves!"
Ye Wushuang had a smile on his lips at this moment, and said lightly: "There is no other reason, just to keep quiet."
Did you choose it yourself?
Looking for some peace and quiet?
Hearing this, the old man was obviously startled, as if he did not expect that these young children in front of him would come to District 9 for this reason.
However, the old man quickly reacted, and the cold smile returned to his face, but his eyes became deeper. He glanced at Ye Wushuang and said coldly: "Don't you know that tens of thousands of people have died here?
Is it still haunted at night?”
"The old man is joking, how can we as Taoists believe in ghosts?"
Ye Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Besides, old man, you don't have to worry about living here, so of course we won't worry either!"
This sentence had extraordinary meaning. As soon as it was spoken, it instantly blocked the old man's words. A touch of clarity flashed across his cloudy eyes, and he looked up and down at Ye Wushuang again.
"It's okay for young people to be brave, but it's not good if they don't know whether to live or die!"
Slowly, the old man withdrew his gaze, said a word that was neither salty nor bland, turned around and walked towards the ninth district.
"Come with me!"
Seeing this scene, several people looked at each other and stepped to follow.
The old man's legs and feet seemed to be bad and he walked very slowly; and the crutch in his hand kept tapping the ground, making a clicking sound that echoed in the empty ninth area, making the atmosphere even weirder and more terrifying.
"District 9, since the mutiny happened hundreds of years ago, no students have lived there for a long time."
As a few people slowly went deeper, the old man slowly said: "Don't blame the old man for not reminding you that staying here is very dangerous; try to go out as little as possible at night."
"Thanks for the reminder!"
Ye Wushuang nodded slightly, without saying much, and asked lightly: "The old man should be the manager of the ninth district, right? I don't know how to call him?"
"The young man has good eyesight and intelligence, but it's a pity that he chose the wrong place..."
The old man said quietly without looking back: "The name is just a title. I have lived here for hundreds of years, old man, and I have long forgotten it. You guys, just call me Old Chentou!"
Hundreds of years?
Upon hearing this, Li Dawen and others immediately looked at each other.
You must know that even a Tianchong realm warrior has a lifespan of only one or two hundred years; this old man has lived in the ninth district alone for hundreds of years. Doesn't that mean that he has at least surpassed the shackles of a Tianchong realm warrior?
A warrior who has entered martial arts?
After all, only martial arts warriors can live for more than two hundred years!
However, Li Dawen and others could not equate the old man in front of them, who was old and lifeless, as if half of his body was buried in the ground, with those energetic and powerful martial arts warriors.
Lao Chentou seemed to be lazy in his explanation and said no more. He led a few people in silence and continued walking. After walking for about a cup of tea, he came to a few pavilions in the middle of the ninth district and stopped.
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"These pavilions are relatively well-preserved in the entire ninth district, and they should still be habitable. You guys can clean them up and live here!"
Pointing to the pavilion in front of him, Old Chen turned around and pointed behind him, and said again: "Old man, I live in the pavilion opposite; if you encounter any trouble, you can come to me at any time!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man didn't even wait for anyone to reply. He leaned on his crutch and left straight away.
Seeing this scene, Li Dawen and others looked at each other again, speechless for a while.
However, the original fear of District 9 in my heart has dissipated a lot.
This old Chentou is most likely a martial arts warrior. Although he doesn't know which stage of martial arts he has reached, it is obviously much safer to have such a strong man by his side.
"He didn't put us here to protect us."
At this moment, Ye Wushuang slowly looked back at the old man's back, the corners of his mouth turned up quietly, and he said quietly: "Maybe living near him will be more dangerous!"
