The man of the foreign race couldn't figure out why until he died.
He glanced at the hole in his chest and lost his breath.
This way of dying is extremely ironic.
Lu Xun walked to the side of the alien's corpse, looked at the pool of black blood on the ground, and frowned slightly.
"Black blood?" Lu Xun said, looking at the corpse.
"It seems that there will be follow-up troubles." Lu Xun quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.
Because the black blood race is a relatively special existence among foreign races.
There is a trace of bloodline induction among their clansmen, and if someone has an accident nearby, they can receive this induction.
In other words, with this place as the center of the circle, if there are still black blood races within a certain range, it is very likely that they will learn that this man died outside Lianhua Village, beside the altar!
"It seems that we will stay in this village for a while," Lu Xun said.
If a nearby foreign race came here to investigate, anyway, he would be able to sense it immediately, and then take action to solve it.
He was afraid that if he patted his ass and left now, he would leave hidden dangers.
With this in mind, he waved to the paper crane staying in the air, motioning the three girls on the paper crane to come down.
Then, he glanced at the dead man and the unconscious woman.
It just so happened that he didn't know how to deal with these two people, but now he could bring them back to the village.
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Lotus Village, under the tree outside the house.
The three girls sat not far away, while Lu Xun sat under a tree with a child.
Wearing a black robe, Lu Xun took out a date from the back mountain from his storage ring, and handed it to the young boy in front of him.
His name is Bao, and he is the couple's child.
The child still doesn't know that he has lost his father forever.
The people in the village already knew about it, and put the man's body in a simple place, waiting for the woman to wake up.
In the past, no matter which family died, the men would help to play the suona.
Now that he is dead, it seems that no one can play a song for him.
At this moment, Ah Bao looked up at Lu Xun, and then at the date in Lu Xun's hand, not daring to take it for a while.
Lu Xun and his party suddenly came to the entrance of the village and immediately attracted the attention of the whole village.
The people directly drove the paper cranes to land at the entrance of the village, and were treated as gods by the villagers.
In fact, just because of Lu Xun's appearance and temperament, if he walks among the crowd and doesn't use his cultivation, he will be regarded as a banished immortal.
He was too good-looking to see that he couldn't be an ordinary person.
"Eat it." Seeing that the little boy in front of him didn't dare to take the dates, Lu Xun said.
"Oh...thank...thank you, Lord Immortal." Before taking the dates, Ah Bao wiped his clothes with his little hands.
The village head's grandfather said that these adults are all gods!
The first time Ah Bao saw Lu Xun, he believed the village chief's grandfather.
He carefully took a bite of the jujube, feeling that he had never eaten such a delicious fruit in his life.
Just by smelling it, it feels different.
"Is this what the gods eat?" he thought in his heart.
After one small bite, he stopped eating.
"Why don't you eat?" Lu Xun asked.
"I... I want to save it for Mom and Dad." A Bao replied in a low voice, afraid of offending the Immortal.
Lu Xun looked at the boy, sighed in his heart, then took out two more dates, and said, "Then give one to each of your family."
"Ah! Thank you, Master Immortal!" A Bao immediately became happy.
Because this jujube is really delicious!
He endured the great temptation to force himself not to eat it up.
In the end, he even swallowed the date pit into his stomach.
When Lu Xun found out about this, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
He looked at the handsome village boy in front of him, looked at his appearance that he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"God... Lord God, when will my grandma wake up?" A Bao asked.
"I'll wake up soon." Lu Xun said.
This is the truth.
The woman was frightened and sad to begin with, but her body was fine.
Ah Bao looked at Lu Xun, and murmured to himself: "If my father knows that my mother has passed out, he will cry."
Having said that, he immediately pursed his lips, as if realizing that he had said something wrong.
Dad will cry because of Mom, so he can't tell outsiders.
Grandma often scolds Father, saying that he is not manly, not like a man.
Although Ah Bao doesn't understand what masculinity means, it seems that Dad cares about it.
Once he slipped his mouth, his friends laughed at him, saying that his father was a crybaby, and that he still cried at such a big age.
He was angry for a long time.
Lu Xun naturally saw through the child's carelessness, he smiled gently, and said, "Actually... a man can cry too."
"Really?" Bao raised his head.
After speaking, he immediately pursed his lips again.
Oops, I said the wrong thing again, I actually questioned the gods!
"It's true." Lu Xun said, "Your father is a man."
Although Ah Bao didn't know why Lord Shenxian said that suddenly, but he was very happy when he heard it, and smiled foolishly.
He was just a little puzzled, now that the sun is about to set, why Dad hasn't come home yet
At this moment, Lu Xun glanced to the west.
He sensed the aura of a foreign race, and a prompt message popped up in front of his eyes.
And this time, they didn't come alone. There were eighteen people, and their ranks were between twenties and thirties, and they were not too high-level aliens.
If they were all black blood, Lu Xun didn't think so.
Presumably, there happened to be a black blood nearby who sensed the death of the tribe, so they brought the nearby aliens over to check it out.
This is a very reasonable performance.
What's more, there is an altar here. Needless to say, the importance of the altar is impossible for them to ignore.
And they seemed to be careful enough to spread out.
On weekdays, there is not much difference between foreign races and most practitioners, and the obvious difference can only be seen after doing it.
Therefore, no one will be suspicious when they come here like this.
That is to say, even if a cultivator really killed a foreign race and stayed there, if they passed by like this, the other party would only regard it as a cultivator passing by.
Of course, if there are players on the scene, the players don't think so.
After all, in the eyes of players, alien races are famous.
It's a pity that they are going to be disappointed.
Because the one staying here is Lu Xun, who is more pretentious than the players.
Lu Xun was waiting, waiting for them to get closer.
At this time, he put his eyes on the thing hanging on A Bao's waist, and said, "Can you play the suona?"
A Bao took off the suona hanging from his waist, and said: "Father taught me before, and it was Daddy who made the suona."
"Take a look." Lu Xun said.
Ah Bao lowered his head, put the suona behind him, and said embarrassedly: "Father said I can't play the suona well, and grandma doesn't like hearing me play the suona either."
This is the god, A Bao doesn't want to be ashamed in front of the god.
Lu Xun reached out, patted his head lightly, and said, "Then do you like suona?"
"I like it. Dad said it was passed down from the ancestors, but...but it's so tiring to learn." Ah Bao said.
"I like it too, Ah Bao. The suona is a very powerful musical instrument. It has its own unique meaning. From birth to death, it is used in weddings and funerals. It almost runs through a person's life." Lu Xun Road.
This is his truth.
When he was a child, he also felt that suona was very earthy. It was not until he watched a few more videos on the Internet that he realized that his knowledge was too shallow.
A person who can play well is really extraordinary.
Ah Bao tilted his head, expressing that he did not understand.
But it seems very powerful!
At this time, Lu Xun took another look in the direction outside the village, and said in his heart, "It's close."
The aliens are already not far outside the village.
He looked at A Bao and said, "You can blow it."
"But... Dad is right, I really can't blow it off." A Bao was still a little shy.
Lu Xun said: "It's okay, you have to believe in the words of the gods, you believe me, your father likes to hear you play the suona, your father wants to hear it."
Maybe... he can still hear.
"Then... that's fine." Ah Bao said.
He took out the suona hidden behind him, and slowly put it to his mouth.
He did not play well, he stumbled, and the tune was not right.
But Lu Xun seemed to be listening quietly all the time, his fingers even following the tune, circling in the air.
It seems to be spinning to the rhythm of the song.
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Outside the village, a sword energy like smoke and mist suddenly appeared.
It is also turning in circles, hovering in the air.
It wanders around like this, wandering around, killing all the aliens!
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