Rong Fei did not answer immediately, but just stared at the subtle expressions on the old man's face to analyze whether he had the possibility of acting.
Seeing that Rong Fei remained silent, a flash of anger flashed across the old man's face, and he grabbed the cane beside him and struck at Rong Fei.
He was just an old man who was about to be buried. Rong Fei didn't take it seriously at first, but when the cane hit his eyes and stopped an inch away from his eyebrows, Rong Fei's heart suddenly stopped.
A drop of bright red blood seeped out from between Rong Fei's eyebrows, slid down the bridge of his nose, paused for a moment on the tip of his nose, and then dripped.
There are clearly no signs of spiritual fluctuations on the old man's body, and the cane is just made of ordinary wood. Why can it hurt himself through the air?
Although the wound was so small that it could be ignored and only shed a drop of blood, it further demonstrated that the old man's control of proportion and strength had reached a meticulous level.
Looking at the old man's demeanor at this time, his waist is straight and his eyes are stern, he looks like a peerless master.
Rong Fei couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart. Although he had been a little too big just now, the old man had no intention of hurting anyone. Otherwise, if the stick hit him firmly, he might not be dead or disabled.
Realizing that the old man's true identity was probably not simple, Rong Fei stood up, took out the waist badge from the storage jade ring and said.
"I'm arresting Rong Fei from the Immortal Division. May I ask my father-in-law what his name is?"
"Ji Xian Si..."
The old man muttered, his eyes were confused for a moment, as if he was remembering something, and after his eyes returned to clarity, he asked in a deep voice.
"Pei Yuanba's subordinate, why have I never seen you?"
Rong Fei didn't know Pei Yuanba, but he heard Yu Qingzhi mention this name. He was the former Chief Constable of Ji Xian Division who failed to understand magical powers until his death.
From the old man's tone, it seemed that he was very familiar with Mr. Pei. With such a connection, he should be addressed as "senior".
Rong Fei put away his badge and cupped his fists in front of the old man.
"Thirty-nine years ago, Mr. Pei failed to break through to the third level in seclusion and still passed away."
"It's full of nonsense. A few days ago, we were drinking and chatting together. How could...how could..."
The old man refuted Rong Fei angrily, but his expression changed drastically before he finished speaking.
"Thirty...nine...years ago...today...what year is it?"
He asked this question with trembling lips, and without waiting for Rong Fei to answer, his eyes were already looking at his right hand holding the staff.
The palm, which should have been strong and strong, dark and rough, was now as thin as a withered claw. No wonder the stick he had just struck felt very awkward. He raised his left hand and reached towards his chest in disbelief.
The strong chest muscles were gone, and all that could be seen under the thin clothes were shriveled skin and protruding ribs.
Seeing the disbelief on the old man's face, Rong Fei concluded in his heart that he was not acting and sighed softly.
"It is now September 20, the nineteenth year of Hongjia. This is Tanxi Town, which is more than fifty miles away from Kyoto."
"How many years has passed since the fourth year of Jianguang?"
The old man had obviously never heard of Hongjia's reign name, so he asked after recalling it for a moment.
Rong Fei silently calculated in his mind and then replied.
"Forty-three years."
"Forty-three years... forty-three years... why is this happening... why is this happening?"
The old man found it difficult to accept it for a moment, and murmured in confusion.
What others say may still be false, but now my body is completely and truly the body of an old man. How can this be false?
To Rong Fei's surprise, after only a moment, the old man seemed to have completely accepted the fact that he was getting older, but he still had a trace of doubt about Rong Fei's identity and asked aloud.
"After Brother Pei's death, who will take over as chief arrester?"
"Xin Yuheng."
It happened that Yu Qingzhi had mentioned the names of the recent chief arrests of Jixian Division before, so Rong Fei answered without hesitation.
"It's this kid. Hehehe, he should be sixty now."
"Mr. Xin passed away twenty years ago."
Rong Fei replied sadly.
Since the ascension of the Catcher God, the successive chief arresters of the Immortal Division have fallen into a curse. Those who have never lived to know their destiny have all died while trying to break through to the heavenly realm.
The old man obviously knew about this curse, and asking such a question was actually a test of Rong Fei.
With a sigh, he already believed Rong Fei's identity. After putting down his crutches and sitting down on the stone bench, he pressed his hand towards Rong Fei and motioned for Rong Fei to sit down too.
"Who is the chief arrester of Jixian Division now?"
"General Manager Xin's disciple, whose surname is Yu Mingqingzhi."
The old man obviously had never heard of Yu Qingzhi's name, so he just nodded.
"I haven't asked for advice yet...Senior, please give me your surname."
Rong Fei was accustomed to address him as "old man", but when he thought about the other person's mental age, he quickly changed the title. This man was familiar with the previous chief arrester of the Jixian Division, so it would be most appropriate to call him "senior".
"Senior, senior, that doesn't sound right to me. My name is Feng Tiannan, and my friends in the martial arts gave me the nickname Crazy Sword. Jixian Division and I have a long history, so you kid can't be considered an outsider. I'm taking advantage of you."
, just call me brother."
Feng Tiannan replied.
"Brother Feng, why are you here? And why have you been deluded for more than forty years?"
"Well... I'm a little confused in my mind. Let me think about it. Why don't you first tell us about the masters who have happened outside in the past forty years?"
Rong Fei has only been in this world for ten years, and he spent these ten years in the remote city of Fen. He doesn't know much about major events in the world, so he can only explain in detail what he knows, what he heard and reported from his residence.
It can only be roughly described.
"The Chief Inspector of the Immortal Division has a bad habit, otherwise we would be in the situation we are in today. But it is precisely because of this that I can become close friends with Brother Pei. But those bullshit Four Ultimate Holy Lands, immortals are not immortals, and people are not
People look depressed."
After a few words of emotion, Feng Tiannan had sorted out his memory and recounted what happened forty-three years ago.
Forty-three years ago, Feng Tiannan was a famous hero in the world of martial arts.
How happy it is to travel around the world, make friends, eliminate violence, and do justice.
One day when I was traveling near Kyoto, I thought it had been several years since I had a drink with Pei Yuanba, the chief arrester of the Jixian Division, so I wanted to go to Kyoto.
It was midnight, and I drank a lot of wine on the road. I was so confused that I lost my way in the mountains and forests.
Feng Tiannan had a free and easy temperament. Since he was lost, he simply found a place with leeward wind and lay down, looking up at the night sky and continuing to drink.
After drinking all the wine he had brought with him, sleepiness swept over him, so he fell asleep using the sky as his quilt and the earth as his bed.
Just as he was falling asleep, Feng Tiannan was awakened by a strange sound.
Following the direction from which the strange sound came, I discovered a small town hidden in the mountains not far away, which is Tanxi Town.
There was no firelight in the town, and screams and terrifying roars could be heard from time to time in the darkness.
Feng Tiannan thought that the town was being robbed by bandits, so he would not sit idly by and rushed into the town with a knife.
But who would have expected that when he entered the town, the strange scene inside would startle him into a cold sweat.
Feng Tian has traveled all over the country and north for more than ten years, so he has seen a lot. He has never seen any kind of murderous person or evil person, and he has never seen any kind of bloody, cruel and unscrupulous scene.
The knife in his hand was even stained with the blood of monsters and monks.
But even Feng Tiannan, who is an expert and bold person, was still shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw more than a dozen monsters that looked like humans and ghosts fighting each other. Thick liquid and rotten meat were thrown all over the sky. There were many mutilated corpses piled around. Feng Tiannan couldn't help hearing the roars like wild beasts.
My heart trembled, but then overwhelming anger surged up.
Just because he saw the heads of women and children among the piles of corpses and meat.
Although those monsters that look like humans and ghosts are strange and inexplicable, the fact that Feng Tiannan is respected as a Crazy Sword by his peers is enough to illustrate his acting style.
Anyone who has even the slightest hint of timidity is not worthy of the word "crazy".
As crazy as he is, Feng Tiannan is never reckless.
Suppressing the angry fighting spirit in his heart for the time being, Feng Tiannan hid his figure and looked towards other directions in the town.
The top priority is to rescue the survivors in the town first.
After searching half of the town, Feng Tiannan's face was as gloomy as frost, veins popped out on the back of his right hand holding the handle of the knife, and the anger in his heart was already showing signs of getting out of control.
Half of the town encountered several more waves of monsters that looked like humans and ghosts, but not a single living person was seen.
Is there not a single living person left in the town?
Feng Tiannan couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. He could only suppress the urge to kill the monster with his sword and continue his search with little hope.
Arriving deep into the town, Feng Tiannan finally found an unconscious woman in a broken house.
He picked up the woman on his back and was about to continue searching, but a premonition of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. Feng Tiannan was also decisive. He raised his shoulders and flew the bullets of the woman on his back. He protected the woman with the blade behind him and rolled forward at the same time to avoid being attacked.
A sneak attack from behind.
Feng Tiannan rolled some distance away and squatted on the ground, holding the mad knife in front of him.
Through the blade, I saw that the woman who had been unconscious just now had her eyes open, and her pupil-less eyes were shining with a strange red light.
Several tentacle-like things stretched out from the woman's back, twisting and waving constantly.
This is not a woman, it is clearly a demon.
The culprit appeared, and Feng Tiannan no longer bothered to look for survivors. The anger he had been suppressing suddenly burst out. With a tiger roar, he rushed forward and slashed at the demon with his sword.
Based on experience, Feng Tiannan guessed that this demon was probably at the eighth or ninth level.
The top warriors have the power to compete with the Earth Realm monks, and Feng Nantian is the pinnacle among the top warriors. Therefore, he is not afraid at all and uses his homemade Tiannan Crazy Sword to fight against the monsters.
The blade was so sharp that the monster could only dodge constantly to avoid its sharp edge, or occasionally find an opening to strike back with something that looked like a tentacle.
The two sides fought fiercely back and forth for a long time. Feng Tiannan gradually gained the upper hand with his fierce sword skills and more experienced combat experience. Most of the monster's tentacles were also cut off, showing its decline.
At this time, the monster suddenly let out a sharp and ear-piercing roar. Feng Tiannan suddenly woke up and accelerated his attack.
Countless figures were swaying in the surrounding darkness, and a fishy smell floated in the wind.
The monster has no martial virtues, and actually calls the monsters in the town who look like humans and ghosts to be helpers.
Feng Tiannan knew that he must kill the monsters before they came, otherwise he would be in trouble if he was surrounded.
But just for a moment, the monster's body suddenly shook violently, and a puff of pink mist sprayed out from the monster's body and spread.
Although Feng Tiannan didn't know what the powder mist was, he also knew that it shouldn't be contaminated, so he had no choice but to retreat.
But those monsters have already surrounded us, and there may be hundreds of them in the dense crowd.
There is no way from heaven to earth, and Feng Tiannan is trapped in a tight siege.