My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

repay? What Gao Yangbo hopes most now is that Gu Fenghua and others treat him as a fart, so how can he expect any reward? Hearing what Xie Huaiyuan said, Uncle Gao Yang's generous face was not only green, he was completely green from fright.

"No... no need, everyone said that you don't want to repay your kindness. As the elder of the temple, this is what I should do, so I don't have to... don't let her know, yes, don't let them know, I'd rather If you're afraid of trouble, don't ask for anything in return." Uncle Gao Yang stammered incoherently, and then left Zichen Peak in a daze.

"Master Gao, Gao Yi, Gao Yi." Behind him came Xie Huaiyuan's voice filled with emotion.

Uncle Gao Yang staggered and almost fell to the ground, his generous face was even more flushed with embarrassment.

Alas, I have already made up my mind to repair the relationship with Gu Fenghua, and I am even ready to flatter the elders, why did I gloat when I heard that something happened to Gu Fenghua, why didn't I control my bad mouth? The more Uncle Gao Yang thought about it, the more regretful he became, and he really wanted to give himself a big mouthful.

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"Who is talking?" In the hall, Gu Fenghua and the others looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.

There are actually people in this seventh great hall!

Subconsciously, several people looked around.

This hall is obviously not as spacious and majestic as the previous six major halls. The width is less than two feet square, and there are no murals on the walls. There are only two simple and plain bookshelves standing beside the wall, on which some ancient books and books are neatly placed. Pill bottle. It's not so much a hall, it's more like a study, or a meditation room.

It can be seen that the bookshelf is protected by a seal. Although it has gone through tens of thousands of years, the pill bottles and ancient books placed on it are only slightly old, and there is not much weathering and corrosion.

Of course, as the most mysterious seventh major hall of Zichen Hall, it is not surprising that there is such a seal. What really surprised Gu Fenghua and others was who made the voice just now?

Compared with the previous hall, this hall is so small and simple, everything is clear at a glance, except for the two rows of bookshelves against the wall, there is nothing else, and there are no people.

Could it be an illusion? But it's enough for one person to have hallucinations, and four people have hallucinations at the same time, how is this possible?

"I didn't guess wrong. After waiting for all these years, you still came." Just when the few people were thinking wildly, that voice rang in their ears again. Still so old and dry, so hoarse, as if from another time and space.

Following the words, a black figure slowly emerged from the corner of the wall.

"Damn, hell!" Lonen jumped up and howled miserably.

What appeared before her eyes was a wrinkled face. However, the wrinkles are too deep and dense, not so much a human face, but more like an ancient tree that has experienced thousands of years of wind and sun, and its bark has been eroded and cracked.

He was wrapped in a holy master robe, probably because of the age, the sleeves and hem had been corroded, exposing arms and legs that were shriveled like dead branches, and there was no sense of what a living person should have. Elasticity is purely a layer of skin covering the bones, and it also presents a deep earthy brown color.

This is not a human being, it is simply a ten-thousand-year mummy drilled out of the soil.

"Am I that scary? But that's right, after living for tens of thousands of years, people should be neither human nor ghost." The old man said in a hoarse voice, mocking himself.

When he was speaking, the bark-like wrinkles on his face twitched a bit. Although he looked even more terrifying, he was also a little more angry.