Volume 1 Chapter 279: Unbelief

Chapter 279: Unbelief

For cultivators, improving their own cultivation is much more important than refining a good magic weapon. If it were someone else, a kind person could agree to be a good person, and a wicked person could agree to take the herbs first and then the bones, without delaying either. Unfortunately, Zhang was afraid of the help of the Nitian Cave, so he didn't really value the herbs. He shook his head and said, "Old man, don't worry. Your ancestor's remains will not be disturbed, and those herbs will not be taken."

He said it clearly, and the old man was more unwilling to believe it. He sighed with disappointment on his face and said, "Alas, this is also fate. Aren't my bones enough for you to refine the weapon? Ah, yes, you want those spirit beads? They are indeed good things for you. A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding a treasure." He seemed to have accepted his fate. After speaking, he closed his eyes and waited for death.

Zhang Pa didn't understand the old man's words at first, but when he saw the old man's disappointed expression, he realized that he didn't believe him, so he said solemnly: "I'm not lying. I said that I would never do anything rashly if I didn't disturb your ancestors. As for the herbs, you don't care whether I pick them or not."

"Really?" the old man asked with his eyes open.

Zhang Pa smiled and said, "Really!"

The old man let out a long breath: "Thank you." Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, it is always rare to take the trouble to please a dying person.

Zhang Pa stood up and looked around, walked a few steps left and right, turned around and asked, "How to get out? I mean to go to the outside world."

The old man said, "It's useless to tell you. You need a key."

"Key? Is it this one?" Zhang Pa took out the bronze key and asked.

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in a trembling voice: "How do you have the key to the secret room?"

"Secret room key? I thought I could get out with this key." Zhang Pa was a little disappointed.

"There is a magic circle in the secret room that can show the specific location of the exit. The Bone Forest is huge, but there is only one exit, and it changes position every once in a while. If there is no magic circle to indicate, you will probably never find the exit by chance. There are eleven keys like this, and they are carried by the heads elected by the tribesmen from all over the place. The doors of ordinary people's houses in the forest are not locked at all, and no one will steal things, but the secret room must be locked. This is a big deal and cannot be sloppy. How did you get the key?" The old man excitedly introduced the origin of the key. This time the passage appeared in the shallow well, it was not difficult to find, it must be that the fishman got lucky and hit it when he was drawing water. Zhang Pa asked again: "I can't get in when I stand on the passage, what's going on?"

"The passage was originally opened for my alien race. If you can enter at will, why do you have to go through so much trouble to set up the passage?"

That's not right. Long Danzi and his group have all come in, so he asked again: "I know that many people have come in, what's going on?"

When asked about this topic, the old man's peaceful face turned cold: "What's going on? Humph, what can it be? If they were not caught by my people, then they used my people's blood to smear their bodies and sneaked in through the passage."

The last time Long Danzi and the barbarian warlock entered, a large number of people entered. How much blood of the fishman tribe did it take? Zhang Pa deliberately didn't think about this question. He looked at the old fish man and asked with ill intention: "If, I mean if, if I ask you to borrow some blood, would you lend it to me?"

The old man glanced at him and said indifferently: "Hypocritical, I don't believe you don't know these things I said, I don't believe you won't take blood after I die, I don't believe you can just look at Jiangu with envy without doing anything."

After talking for a long time, the old man didn't believe him at all. Zhang Pa smiled bitterly, but if he didn't trust him, why did he tell him these things? A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, not good! Danger! Turn around and run immediately.

The old man didn't expect Zhang Pa to run away, and shouted, "Why are you running? I still haven't told you something."

Zhang Pa didn't look back and concentrated on running away, thinking in his heart, "What else? If I say it again, I'll be dead!" He ran a long way away, thinking about the secret room the old man mentioned, thinking about the magic circle, and thinking about how to get the fishman's blood; if he couldn't find the secret room, he could only try his luck in the forest to find it. As for the fishman's blood, he ran in a hurry just now, so he should have cut him with a knife to get some blood before running.

In a short while, he ran ten miles away. Because he was worried about running into the fishman who was rushing, Zhang Pa decided to rest on a tree. Just after he hid, a fishman quickly passed by with a hidden figure a hundred meters away. Zhang Pa frowned. Why didn't the old fishman believe me? If he didn't believe it, then don't believe it. He even told others to kill him in front of him without telling him. He was very depressed.

I didn't know how many people came, and I didn't know if there was an ambush in the forest. Zhang Pa didn't dare to move, so he lay on a big branch to rest. Unexpectedly, this rest lasted for several days. Many fishmen passed by from time to time, probably looking for him. Zhang Pa was depressed and in pain. What did I do to anyone? I was dragged in innocently and hunted down innocently. It has been several days. When will it end? The old man should be dead. Brothers, you should disband and go home. Maybe his prayers moved the heavens. No fishmen appeared nearby from the next day. Zhang Pa was worried and stayed on the tree for another day before getting down carefully. After thinking about it, he decided to go back to the Bone Valley first, thinking about the blood on the old man. Ten miles passed in the blink of an eye. He carefully checked all the way and found no trace of fishmen. When he arrived at the place, he looked around and saw only bones without a living person. Even the old man’s black body was gone. Zhang Pa was a little dumbfounded. Where is the meat? Where is the blood? All gone in a few days?

Looking at the bones in the valley, which were as white as jade and as hard as gold, and countless fist-sized spiritual beads, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted. He looked at them a few more times and resolutely turned around and left. In any case, a man's words are as good as gold. He said that he would not move the remains of his ancestors, and he must not move them. He could not break his promise!

Letting go of his greed, Zhang Pa had nothing to do. The old man said that if he walked along the way for a day, he would see a stone house with a medicine garden inside. Anyway, he had no direction to go, so he might as well take a look. Maybe he would be lucky enough to encounter an exit passage.

But he didn't expect that after walking two hundred meters, he saw a tall fishman standing in front of him, with a huge tree standing beside him, staring at Zhang Pa coldly. He didn't find it when he came, and he didn't know where it was hiding. Zhang Pa had no choice but to clasp his fists and said, "Excuse me, make way."

The fishman didn't even bother to say anything. He slapped the huge tree beside him with his big palm. The huge tree bounced up under the force. The big man turned around and kicked, hitting one end of the huge tree. The huge wood whizzed past like a cannonball and hit Zhang Pa quickly.

Zhang Pa didn't dare to take the blow head-on, so he dodged past the giant tree. But as soon as he took a step, he realized something was wrong. The fishman rushed over from behind the tree, swinging his fist as big as a sand bowl towards where he was dodging. Zhang Pa hurriedly summoned the hard iron knife to block in front of him, and with a buzzing sound, the fishman's fist hit the hard iron knife, and he barely escaped.