Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

Seemingly seeing his worry, Zhang Fu reminded him: "The weaker the strength, the easier it is to break through if the fused evolutionary fetus blood is not strong. With your blood of the Night Watchman, you are the mortal enemy of Guiye and will probably be targeted. I see that your realm is not strong, so you have to prepare early and be ready to face the robbery."

Seeing the other party's kind reminder, Lang Ren thanked him.

"No need to thank me, I should thank you, because you carried me out of the temple." Zhang Fu smiled slightly.

Lang Ren glanced at him and frowned.

Not knowing whether it was because of the red fog or the weakness, he found that it was getting harder and harder to carry the old man, and the weight slowed down his pace.

Suddenly, he found that the scene around him had changed. It was no longer full of sand and stones, and some weeds grew on the ground, like traces of farming.

As he moved forward, the surroundings were no longer empty, and some crops appeared, full of vitality.

"Are we there?" Lang Ren hesitated.

This Gobi Desert can actually grow crops, which is obviously man-made.

Soon, he saw some dilapidated old wooden houses in front of him, dark and very quiet.

Is this a town?

Langren felt that Zhang Fu might have some misunderstanding about the town. This place was worse than their town, and the environment was too simple.

He hadn't seen any buildings in the distance yet, so he hadn't come to a conclusion yet.

Just as he had this idea, a slight strange sound came from under his feet, like the sound of something breaking.

Langren stopped and looked down, and found that some imperceptible thin lines appeared on the ground, like spider silk, under the ground at the ankles.

A loud whistle suddenly sounded.

"Bang bang bang!"

The originally dark wooden houses opened together, and there was a faint light inside the door. Figures rushed out, holding torches and weapons.

Langren looked at the silk threads on the ground, then looked forward and suddenly laughed.

Interesting.

"Don't move!"

Seven or eight figures held spears and torches, pointed at Langren, and looked alert.

These humans were dressed in simple cloth, old and young.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?" In the crowd, a dark-skinned middle-aged man had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Why is he glowing all over? Could it be... could it be a night watchman?" Someone hesitated.

Many people looked nervous, after all, anything weird could happen in the eerie night.

"Of course I am a human, Li Fu brought me here." Lang Ren shook his head and turned to Li Fu and asked, "Are you right?"

Behind him, Li Fu seemed to be mute suddenly and did not speak.

"Li Fu? How do you know him? Didn't he die ten years ago?!" The dark-skinned middle-aged man was shocked.

"You, why are you carrying a shroud?" The middle-aged man and everyone around him lost their voice at the same time, with a look of fear on their faces.

In sight, Lang Ren behaved strangely, with his hands behind his back, bent over, as if he was carrying something, and behind him, a blood-stained shroud was tightly attached to his back, looking like he was carrying a shroud!

Li Fu is dead?

Lang Ren was stunned and looked back.

At this moment, he looked back and found that there was no Li Fu, only a cotton shroud on his back!

An extremely cold breath rushed to his back, and Lang Ren felt that the shroud on his back was extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a stone statue.

"What's going on? He was just talking to me. I met him in a dilapidated temple. He asked me to carry him here."

He showed a look of shock and hurriedly threw away the cotton coat on his back. As the cotton coat fell to the ground, the heavy feeling magically disappeared.

"Li Fu failed to break through the catastrophe that year, went crazy and died. I clearly remember that his body was burned..." A white-haired old man looked a little pale, revealing a ghost.

"It seems that he is too obsessed and wants to borrow your back to come back after death." Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the middle-aged man looked at each other with the people around him, holding a spear, and took two steps back, his expression full of uneasiness.

This scene was so weird that all the residents were a little scared. A person was carrying a shroud on his back, and the owner of the shroud had been dead for ten years, but he was still chatting with him. Just thinking about it made people's scalps numb.

"Go and bury this shroud quickly." The white-haired old man ordered a thick-browed boy next to him.

The thick-browed boy looked bitter, as if he felt numb. He picked up the shroud reluctantly and muttered.

A magical thing happened. The shroud seemed to become extremely light in the hands of the thick-browed boy, far from being as heavy as Langren carrying it.

"Brother, there is red fog outside, it is too dangerous, why don't you come in and rest for a night?" The white-haired old man in the lead looked at Langren, who was indeed radiating light, and showed good intentions.

Faced with the invitation, Langren turned back and took a deep look at the shroud in the hands of the thick-browed boy, and then nodded.

"Young man, I see you are glowing, are you the night watchman in the rumors?" The white-haired old man asked with bright eyes and expectation.

Several old and young people nearby were also excited and expectant.

Langren did not refute, but nodded in acknowledgement.

"It is really the night watchman!"

With his admission, the crowd was boiling, and everyone let down their guard. The old man in the lead was trembling all over.

"Damn, the night watchman travels around the world and passes by our town!" A bald boy cheered excitedly, his eyes full of admiration.

"Night watchman, please save us!" Several residents suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Langren.

Lang Ren waved his hand and helped them up one by one, then walked towards the dark depths of the town surrounded by torches.

Inside the mansion, the fire was blazing, and the smell of burnt meat was everywhere, dispelling the red mist that wanted to penetrate from the window.

"You survived on this terrifying demon?" Lang Ren sat at the head of the table, looking at the fire in the fireplace, his eyes flickering.

As he guessed, this town was bigger than he imagined. He was just in the outer warning area. There were many buildings in this town, but the strange thing was that there were very few people here, only these few people.

"Yes, without the protection of the bronze statue and the night watchman, the whole town has withered. Only a few of us survived, and the rest... all died." The old man in the lead said here, his expression a little sad.

The others also fell silent.

Lang Ren looked at the simple food on the table. It seemed that the people in this town had a harder life than he imagined.

After some conversation, he confirmed that the secrets of the terrifying demon, red fog, and the evil period that Li Fu said were all true, except that the means of exorcism were false.

"He brought me here just to help him return to the town? I am a little curious about which ability of mine he copied and got on my back, but suddenly disappeared. It's getting more and more interesting." Lang Ren's eyes were thoughtful, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose. He felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

In fact, his previous shock was all pretended for these people.

He had known that Li Fu was a ghost a long time ago.

From the first time he saw Li Fu in the temple, he knew that he was not a human.

It was just that the information revealed by the other party attracted him. From the terrifying demon, to the red fog, and the secrets of the evil period, he knew from the beginning that this resentful thought had no good intentions and was using him, and he was also using the other party.

The other party had been proposing to leave and wanted to get on his back, and in order to find out the secret of the red fog, he weighed the pros and cons and took advantage of the plan.

Lang Ren admitted that the other party disguised himself very well, using all kinds of information to let him down and make him think that Li Fu was a living person, but there was one thing that the other party could not hide, that is----Li Fu had no shadow.

In the wilderness, how could a person with unclear origin and no shadow be a living person?

He did not completely believe the other party's words. After all, ghosts are ghosts, and they talk nonsense.

However, he felt at that time that the secret of the red fog was true, that he was on his back, and that he had a purpose in coming to this town. He just didn't believe the so-called evil spirits in the house. After all, a ghost helping humans to get evil spirits was funny.

After he confirmed with the residents, he found that it was true. The other party did all this, probably just to lead him here.

True and false, false and true, the other party must have ulterior motives to show him the way here.

But, so what?

Lang Ren narrowed his eyes slightly, without any panic in his heart. Others might be afraid, but he had an immortal soul and enough confidence.

"Sir, my name is Bitian. If you want anything to eat, you can tell me." A lovely and well-developed girl said respectfully at the dining table.

Bitian?

I didn't expect that the girls in this town are pretty.

"No, I don't have an appetite. You all go back to work first. I'm a little tired. We'll talk tomorrow. Thank you for your hospitality." Langren shook his head and refused. He stood up and saluted, then yawned, as if he was sleepy.

Hearing this, although everyone present wanted to stay and chat with him for a few more words, the night watchman had already spoken, so they had to obey.

"The red fog outside is so fierce. It is very likely that some big shot is breaking through. We can't do anything about it. Sir, please don't let the horror go out. With this thing, the red fog can't come in, and the weirdness shouldn't follow." The dark-skinned strong man reminded.

Soon, everyone present left, and only the horror fire was burning in the house.

Langren sat in front of the fire, his eyes were erratic, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

It was late at night.

Langren sat in front of the fire, thinking carefully about what happened today.

From the sudden arrival of the red fog, to the appearance of the Night God with the Bull Head and Horse Face, accompanied by the wedding procession, and then Camellia took action, he met Li Fu, who led him to this town.

For some reason, he always felt that everything that happened today revealed something wrong, and as for what was strange, he couldn't say.

What he couldn't understand the most was that Li Fu had the opportunity to sneak attack him when he was carrying him on his back, and he was mentally prepared for this, but in the end the old man didn't make a move.

Even from the beginning, Li Fu knew that he was the person chosen by the robbery, but he just pretended not to know, and instead told him many truths frankly, even the secret that the resentment would find ways to kill the chosen person and occupy the body, the other party also bluntly revealed.

This is too abnormal, a resentment not only did not attack the chosen person, but also helped, and the price offered was just to take it away from the temple and return to the town, would the other party be so kind?

Langren's eyes flashed.

No, something must have gone wrong!