A man in white robe with his face hidden in his face stood under Wu Mian's window. After seeing Wu Mian appearing in front of him and behind him, the runner laughed faintly, and then said to Wu Mian: "I didn't expect Xu Fu would hand over the seeds to you, but seeing that your magic and seeds are not very compatible, it's a bit ugly..."

After these words, the man in white robe said to Gui Bugui again: "Brother Bugui, it has been gone for a hundred years, you have not changed much. Xu Fu's elixir really made me look at him with admiration."

"I haven't seen you for a hundred years... Why do you meet people like this kind of opening remarks recently?" Gui Bugui smiled and glanced at Wu Mian who was sneering outside the window. The old guy continued to say to the man in the white robe outside the window: "If you don't show your face, let the old man see who it is. How can I know if it's gone for a hundred years?"

The man in white robe waved his hand at Gui Bugui and said, "I have been missing for more than a hundred years. My face has changed so much. It's better if Brother Bugui doesn't look at it,"

Before Gui Bugui talked, Wu Mian said first, "It's not ugly, it's not what he said. Maybe I like to see dead faces the most..." When he said the last word, his body flashed and disappeared from the window. Almost at the same time, Wu Mian had already stood in front of the man in the white robe, raised his hand to slap the mist on the man in the white robe's face.

"I'm so impatient. Mr. Wu Mian, it was like this when I first met, which made me feel a little embarrassed." While speaking, the man in the white robe leaned back and kicked his feet at the same time. His whole body almost slid out against the ground. He instantly went out five or six feet before he stood up again. He smiled at Wu Mian, and then continued: "This time I'm just here to visit the descendants of Master Xu Fu Dafang and his old friend who has not seen for a hundred years. He has no intention of offending. If you don't like to talk through the window, then I'll go to the main entrance next time...."

The man in white robe just said the words, his body suddenly trembled slightly, then he smiled helplessly and said to himself: "This is a bit ugly," when he was speaking, Wu Mian had already seen Xiao Rensan poking out of the ground at the feet of the man in white robe. The little guy had already hugged the man in white robe tightly and shouted at the top of his throat: "Wu Mian, this is not a good person, beat him up,"

Just when Xiao Rensan grabbed the man's thigh, Wu Mian had already arrived in front of the man in the white robe and raised his hand to grab the mist on his face again. This time, the man in the white robe had no intention of avoiding it, and let Wu Mian grab his hand on his face. At almost the same time, Gui Bugui, who was still lying on the window to watch the fun suddenly shouted: "I remember, don't grab his face..."

When Gui Bugui shouted, Wu Mian could no longer stop the movements in his hand. While his hand touched the man with white robe, he had already used magic to shatter the fog on the man's face. Then a shocking face appeared in front of Wu Mian. This was a face that had begun to rot. There was only one eyeball inside the two eye sockets and there was still a lot of maggots in the other eye socket. One of the ear sockets had been rotten halfway, and the upper and lower lips were mostly rotten, revealing the seven or eight broken teeth inside. The upper and lower jaws opened and closed and said, "It's so ugly, it's so ugly..."

If there is anything more terrifying than seeing such a rotten dead face, it is that when you see this face, you have already removed half of your face's rotten flesh...

Wu Mian shook off the rotten meat on his hands in disgust, turned around and glared at the old guy, and said, "Do you dare to say it slower? I began to suspect that you did it on purpose." While speaking, Wu Mian could not bear the residual rotten smell on his hands. He immediately adapted to the magic and instantly burned his hands. After feeling that the smell had been burned, he then took the magic. Relying on his white hair system, he returned to his burned hand to its original state.

"Didn't this just remember it? Alas... I'm old and slow to react," after seeing Wu Mian's reaction so much, Gui Bugui immediately retracted his head back into the room, for fear that this white-haired young man would use him to vent his anger.

But at this time, Wu Mian didn't have the heart to do anything to him. He turned around and took a step back, looked at the dead face of the white robe standing motionless on the ground and said, "The puppet technique is good. Standing in front of me face to face, I didn't even realize that you are a puppet. Tell me, what do you want to do here? You just want to disgust me, right?"

When Wu Mian shook off the mist on the man in white robe, the aura of a dead man hidden by him instantly emerged, and he brought Xiao Rensan back to the ground disgustingly. After a moment, he heard the voice of him talking to Gui Bugui from the room in the inn: "I'm old, get me a jar of wine, I'll go and get the bad luck..."

While the old and young were tossing in the inn, the white-robed puppet smiled at Wu Mian with a tragic smile, and then said in a sarcastic tone: "Didn't you say you like to look at dead faces just now..." Before the white-robed puppet finished speaking, Wu Mian stretched out his palm, and a thunder and fire dragon burst out from the palm of his palm. The two were too close, and the white-robed puppet had no chance to hide, and his body was instantly bitten into two pieces by the thunder and fire dragon.

However, this did not affect the words behind the white-robed puppet. His upper body fell to the ground, sighed with some grievance, and then said, "It's even more ugly now. If I hadn't come here in a hurry, I'd have found a new corpse." As he spoke, Wu Mian's hand faintly emitted light of thunder and fire. Seeing that the second dragon was about to come out, the white-robed puppet changed the topic. After a smile, he said, "I have no malice, but my body is healing. It's really not suitable to visit you and Brother Bugui in person. You have also seen it. This skin is really not suitable to come out during the day. I'm not intentionally trying to scare you..."

"After saying so much, I still haven't said who you are," Wu Mian sneered, paused for a moment, and continued to say to the half-dead puppet that fell to the ground: "Do you still want me to continue guessing?"

"Say it earlier, my name is..." When he said his name, the white-robed puppet suddenly became vague. After Wu Mian frowned, he couldn't help but take a step forward half a step. At this moment, the puppet suddenly laughed and said, "You're so ugly..." When the last word came out, half of his body suddenly exploded, and the minced meat that had been rotting for many days splashed out.

Wu Mian, who suffered a loss, was already guarding against similar situations. Almost at the same time as the white-robed puppet exploded, Wu Mian's body suddenly disappeared. After the corpse exploded, he appeared far away in front of the window behind his house, looked at the ground, sneered, and said, "You are really ugly and boring..."

After returning to the house, Wu Mian didn't speak, but stared at Gui Bugui with his unique expression. The old guy felt so angry when he saw him. After laughing dryly, he said, "I know what you want to ask, but I really don't know him. Why did I say that I used to be a famous priest in the sect of alchemy? How could I meet such a boring person? I said I don't know this person, so don't stare at me like this. Okay, let me think about what other people who control corpses and make puppets would be able to survive until now..."

After thinking for a long time, Gui Bugui shook his head and looked at Wu Mian and said, "The people who do this kind of work are not a big sect, and they are exposed to corpse energy all year round. Not to mention living to more than 100 years old, their limit is around thirty. If they can live to forty, they will be considered a long life. I really can't think of anyone else. I've also said that they have disappeared for more than 100 years. Which bastard is making such a joke with me?"
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