As soon as he moved, he seemed to remember something, but in an instant he regained his composure, frowning and quietly looking at the unwilling person on the ground.
Xue Xian was expressionless for a moment, and finally let out a sneer from his nose, "Why the hell? Let me ask you, did the flood happen?"
"Come, next spring and summer." The man repeated again, "The person who calculated this calamity is a master, and he has never missed it, and he will never make a mistake."
He thought that what Xue Xian was questioning was just the inaccuracy of the hexagrams, so he repeatedly argued, but Xue Xian interrupted rudely, "What's the matter, I just ask you, did the flood happen? Has life gone to waste? "
"Not yet." The man shook his head and tried to speak again, "But—"
"But someone has already died." Xue Xian raised three fingers expressionlessly, "Three hundred people, the flood is still in the future, but there are already three hundred lonely souls in your hands, not only did you not let them rest in peace Live as you live, and don't let them go even if you die. Have you ever asked their wishes? They nodded and promised you to fill in the Rashizi Baishi push flow game?"
"There will always be some price to change the fate, three hundred people for ten million people—"
"Is this transaction not a loss?" Xue Xianse suddenly became cold and stern, "You treat people's lives as melons and jujubes, and you can still calculate the difference between the two places?"
"...I, I understand." The man seemed to feel that he still had some conscience left, and said, "So I thought about it again and again, and I chose beggars and soldiers. As a roadside bone, compared with ordinary people, it is really useless. As for those remnants, they only have half their lives left, and they are still lingering on the left and right. ."
Xue Xian was about to laugh at him angrily, "I think you're a burden too, you see you can't move now, you're like a piece of rotten meat, and you're still alive and don't even have half your life left, after a discussion, I'm going to give it to you too. Array, you don’t need many lives, one is enough, what do you think about filling it in? Maybe tens of thousands of people can be saved in 180 years.”
The person: "… "
Such a person, Xue Xian, naturally did not have the time to save them, nor the conscience to save them. The reason why he spent so much time talking was just because... dying without knowing his fault and not repenting is a kind of relief in another sense. , in comparison, it is more suitable for this kind of person to close his eyes with guilt and fear,
But before you die, you still have to ask.
"Let me ask you again, where did the keel buried in your tomb come from?" Xue Xian said again.
"Given by a master, having a keel can do more with less." The man said cautiously.
Xue Xian looked impatient, "I'm most tired of people going around while questioning! Why don't you go to the King of Hell to report now, how about it?"
"No no no! I said, I said... Master, Master is a warlock, I've been with him for a long time, my physique is strong, and the blood that flows out is much more powerful than ordinary formations, so he taught him I have followed him for more than ten years since I was eight or nine years old. I am a master, but he did not let me call him that, and only gave me a peach wood waist pendant that was passed down from his family. Although I have stopped following him these years He is gone, but there is still contact. He told me about the Daluo in the river section of Wolong County, and he also brought people to help me with the Baishi Tui Stream Bureau."
Warlock? Warlock again
Xue Xian couldn't help thinking of the warlock he heard from Master Liu. Now it seems that they are all the same person. The keel was obtained from him, so this warlock is probably the one he is looking for!
"If you want to set up the formation, you will capture three hundred solitary souls. If you want to carve a stone statue, you will tie people to the barren mountains and wild mountains. If you want to make the formation more effective, you will bury a keel... It can be seen that you are in the same blood as your master, and you are not a single person. things." Xue Xian sneered and asked, "Who is your master's last name?"
"You, if you can let me live for a few more years—" The man could hear that Xue Xian's real purpose was looking for his master, and thought he could take this opportunity to bargain.
Who would have guessed that he was just half-speaking when Xue Xianyi swept away his sleeve and slammed into the wall: "I love to talk or not, even if I don't know his name, I have a way to find him!"
The man: "... Song Yun! His name is Song Yun!"
When Xue Xian asked what he should ask, just as he started, Xuan Min pressed the back of his hand.
"how?"
"I have something to ask." Xuan Min said lightly.
He looked at the man and asked, "Have you ever met me?"
As soon as these words came out, Shitou Zhang, Lu Tianqi and Xue Xian all took a breath.
The man was swept away by Xue Xian with most of his strength, and trembled on the ground. He looked at Xuanmin for a while before he could see his face clearly, and shook his head.