Chapter 234
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That elder took a look and nodded his head. "I've seen them before. They came to me to ask for directions. "
Fear rose in the hearts of the other Daoists in the village. The elder was standing right in front of them, but they couldn't see his face.
Despite being so close, the elder's facial features were still extremely blurry. Even when they used all kinds of eyes, they couldn't see the elder clearly. It was as though he wasn't a living person.
Dutian Devil King also kept quiet out of fear, not daring to make a sound.
The elder was a messenger of death from Youdu, a god under Earth Count. One could meet such messengers of death in almost every world, and they were in charge of different things. Some were in charge of guiding wandering souls to the living world, some were in charge of guiding the dead, and some were in charge of capturing those great divine arts practitioners that were trying to escape death.
The order of the dead in Youdu and the world of the living was managed by them.
Dutian World had once experienced an apocalyptic battle that had almost completely destroyed the world. At that time, there were corpses all over the place.
The sun of Dutian World had been extinguished, and almost every place was in darkness. However, there were specks of light coming from the endless darkness. There were countless specks of light, and under every speck of light was an elder who had come to guide the wandering souls.
Back then, Dutian Devil King had survived the battle and became the master of Dutian. Dutian was still considered young then, and he was hot-blooded. When he saw these messengers of death coming to guide the souls of the people of Dutian, he immediately went forward to kill them. In the end, he was heavily injured and his soul was almost taken away.
When Dutian Devil King saw these messengers of death, he was still slightly fearful and didn't dare to say anything.
Qin Mu asked respectfully, "May I ask where they went?"
That elder raised his hand and pointed into the darkness. "Carefree Village. However, they can't find that place and will only be trapped. There are messengers of death preparing to take their souls. "
Splashing sounds came from the river, and drenched men and women popped their heads out of the water. They slowly walked towards the village with ashen faces, and they didn't say a word.
A paper boat flew out from the village, and those men and women boarded it. The paper boat sailed leisurely into the darkness.
The hearts of the other Daoists in the village trembled violently, and they hurriedly distanced themselves from the elder. At this moment, they noticed that their two companions didn't move and just sat on the spot.
On the paper boat that had sailed into the darkness, the two of them could still be vaguely seen.
The remaining three Daoists felt their blood run cold. Long Jiaonan was also dressed in Daoist attire, and her legs were trembling. She wanted to escape, but she didn't dare to because it was darkness outside the village.
"Lower your head, don't look at that old man!"
One of the older Daoists came to a realization and hurriedly said, "He is an Emissary of Hell! When our gazes met, our souls were taken away! "
Long Jiaonan and the other young Daoist immediately lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at the elder.
Qin Mu's tone became even more respectful. "Daoist brother, please tell me where Carefree Village is."
The old man continued to point at the darkness and did not say anything else.
Qin Mu frowned. The old man was pointing in the direction of the living realm of the dead in the darkness. That was another hell, where Fengdu was located.
That time, he and Village Chief had barged into the living realm of the dead and almost didn't make it back alive!
"That place isn't Carefree Village. May I ask where the real Carefree Village is? "
The old man shook his head, still pointing at the darkness.
Qin Mu asked again, but the old man didn't say anything else.
Qin Mu frowned. He didn't have the ability to pass through the darkness, and other than Village Chief, it would be difficult for anyone else in the village to do so unless they could carry the stone statue.
He quieted down, and there were no other sounds in the village. Only Dragon Unicorn's snoring could be heard. He had fallen asleep.
After a long time, there were no more corpses walking out of the river. The old man got up and sat on the small boat, vanishing into the darkness.
Everything in the village returned to normal, and it wasn't as cold as before. Everyone let out a sigh of relief. Only three Daoists were left in the village. Qin Mu also had Dutian Devil King and Dragon Unicorn.
The dilapidated stone statue gave off a faint glow that forced back the darkness in the surroundings. Qin Mu felt something and looked at the female Daoist with a smile. He then asked the other two Daoists, "Daoists, you two look very unfamiliar. Where is your immortal village?"
One of the two Daoists was slightly older and said, "Heavenly Devil Cult Master has asked, so we don't dare to hide anything. The master and disciple of the hermit are from Heavenly Stars Gathering Sect. The hermit is Daoist Chi Yun, and this is my inferior disciple, Shao Yuan. The other two are also the disciples of the hermit, but it's a pity that their luck wasn't good and their souls were stolen when they looked into the eyes of the messenger of death. "
Qin Mu was filled with deep veneration and said, "So you are the experts of Heavenly Stars Gathering Sect. The sect master of Heavenly Stars Gathering Sect is called Sect Master Luo Xinghe, right? "
"Sect Master Luo is my master, but he has already passed away."
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