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Chapter 297 The mysterious Gu cultivator hiding in the unfinished building

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Dongyang is an island country far away overseas. It is deeply influenced by ancient Chinese civilization and has developed a unique system of strong men, which are divided into three categories: samurai, ninja, and onmyoji.

Take online games with a Western background to explain them: knights, thieves, and magicians.

In Ye Xingyu's view, warriors have the same nature as ancient warriors, and onmyojis are almost equivalent to immortal cultivators. Only ninjas are special. They have relatively weak frontal combat capabilities and are good at disguise, lurking, reconnaissance, and escape.

If a ninja intends to escape, especially at night or in areas with complex terrain, the success rate is quite high.

Because they use the environment, light, parallax, and various auxiliary tools, they are very confusing and can be deceived if you are not paying attention.

However, these methods of the Japanese ninjas are basically ineffective against Ye Xingyu. He has the power of the soul as an assistant, and she can cast spells with all kinds of skills, but in the end there is still nothing to hide.

The man in black didn't know this. She nimbly slid along the roof, walls, and ground, like a shadow ghost without physical weight, and quickly slipped out of the Lin family's old house.

When she looked back, she saw that no one was chasing her and there was no disturbance, so she felt that she was safe.

"Damn it! Is this guy just talking casually for fun?" The man in black felt like he had been deceived.

If he was discovered, why didn't the other party pursue him? If he was not discovered, what did he mean by what he just said?

Really unable to understand, the man in black didn't bother to dwell on it anymore. He used all his movement speed and quickly disappeared into the night.

Perhaps due to habit, even if she is on the road, she always hides in the shadows and never lets herself be under the light of the light. Occasionally, pedestrians returning at night and passing vehicles cannot see her.

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After running all the way through the streets and markets, the man in black arrived at a place more than 20 kilometers away from the Lin family's old residence.

This is an unfinished building. The foundation has been laid, and three or four floors have been built. I don’t know whether it is because of the lack of funds or other reasons, but the construction has not continued. It is inaccessible and dark.

The man in black made a strange sound from his mouth, like the call of some kind of bird, spreading in the quiet cold night.

After a few seconds, a ball of fire suddenly lit up in the dark building complex, weak and swaying, illuminating a certain window.

This is probably a kind of communication code, which can be used when communicating secretly. In this dark and silent night, the slight sound and light are enough to attract the attention of interested people.

After seeing the direction of the light source clearly, the man in black quickly approached there, kicked along the cement exterior wall a few times, climbed up to the third floor lightly and quickly, and jumped in through the lit window.

In an empty room with only four rough walls, a scrawny old man sat cross-legged. He was in ragged clothes and unkempt, like a down-and-out beggar. His whole body exuded an unpleasant stench.

On the ground beside him, there was a short and thick white candle. The huge flame came from it, barely illuminating his body.

The man in black did not stand very close, but only stood by the window, still in the shadow. The only exposed pair of eyes stared at the old man. After a few seconds, he said: "I didn't find out any news. You

Hide here for a few days. If I don't come to see you again, you can go back by yourself. The promised reward will not be less, and it will be transferred to your account when the time comes."

Her voice is indeed feminine, and she must be a woman, but what comes out of her mouth is not any language in the Tianlong Empire, nor is it Oriental, but Burmese from the South Sea.

The skinny old man raised his head, revealing an extremely ugly old face. The bones were only covered with a layer of wrinkled skin, which was intimidating, like a mummy crawling out of a tomb.

"According to the contract, I have helped you three times. From now on, all grudges will be cleared. So when I leave this time, I will not set foot in this country again, and you should not come to me again."

The skinny old man's voice was hoarse and dry, and he also spoke Burmese. It seemed that he was a Burmese.

Not surprisingly, this person should be the one who bewitched Lin Changfeng.

The art of voodoo began in the Spring and Autumn Period and flourished in the Qin and Han Dynasties. It came from the ancient southern Xinjiang country in history. Later, it was regarded as an evil and evil way by the orthodox Central Plains and was not tolerated. Most of the people who raised voodoo were slaughtered and forced into exile.

Later, the art of Gu gradually spread to the Southeast Asian countries outside of China. Flowers blossomed inside the walls and fragrant outside the walls, and developed there instead.

Nowadays, there are basically no people in the Tianlong Empire who understand the art of Gu. This thing is very harmful and cannot be prevented. Once the world is unified, it will definitely be purged and killed by the emperors of the past dynasties.

In Nanyang, the rule is chaotic, the current situation is turbulent, there are few big cities and many small villages, which provides the soil for the cultivation of voodoo. Some closed and backward primitive villages still retain the tradition of cultivating voodoo.

It would make sense to say that this voodoo farmer comes from the country of Burma in Southeast Asia.

The woman in black listened quietly to the other person's words. She just said "hmm" without saying much. Then she jumped out of the window and quickly disappeared into the night.

The skinny old man glanced at the candle on the ground, waved his hand, brought up a gust of wind, and extinguished the candle, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

However, not long after, the extinguished white candle suddenly lit itself up again, blooming with a faint light again, which was very strange.

The skinny old man who had just closed his eyes was startled. When he opened his eyes immediately, he saw a handsome young man standing not far in front of him.

"Who are you?" The skinny old man used an awkward tone and spoke the language of the Tianlong Empire.

"I should be the one to ask this question, who are you?" Ye Xingyu stared at the other person and spoke fluent Burmese.

The skinny old man didn't answer. A pair of horrifying eyes protruded outward, staring closely at the young man opposite him. Suddenly, countless bugs the size of rice grains flew out from his body and flew towards Ye Xingyu like a swarm of swarms.

Facing countless small flying insects, Ye Xingyu remained motionless, his eyes and expressions did not change at all, as if he didn't see them and let them come towards him.

However, a strange scene occurred. As soon as all the bugs approached Ye Xingyu's body and missed a few centimeters, they fell from the air and stopped moving, just like mosquitoes that touched the high-voltage power grid.

The same thing, they all died cleanly.

The skinny old man was shocked. He didn't expect that his best method of killing enemies would be ineffective against Ye Xingyu.

Although he didn't know how the other party did it, it was obvious that this young man was very powerful and possessed incredible terrifying abilities. He was far from his enemy, and he was more likely to be in trouble than in danger.


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