Creation of the Universe

"What do you mean?"

Han Fei walked up and asked.

Seeing that the messenger didn't react much to the fact that Erhu was still alive, he began to feel a little uneasy. He thought that this man might have a backup plan.

The young man in red shouted, "You don't even understand the simplest principles, yet you dare to save his life without authorization. Little do you know that saving his life is equivalent to killing someone else, and someone has become an innocent victim.

You must pay for this life!"

His eyes were stern when he spoke. Although he was young, he had a strong murderous aura.

Shen Zhan realized that he might have overlooked something, so he signaled Meng Zhong to go out and see if there was really another dead body found in the town today.

Seeing their serious expressions, the red-shirted youth said smugly, "In this town, one person must die every day. This is an iron rule that will not change. You forcibly saved Erhu, who should have died. That means someone should have survived, but now, because of your unauthorized actions, he has to die in Erhu's place.

This is awesome, the game keeps getting better and better!"

Meng Zhong went outside to check, and when he came back, his expression told the result.

"Another person did die last night. He was the owner of the noodle shop under the small stone bridge. He was said to have slept well until morning, but we couldn't wake him up no matter how hard we tried. Later, we found out he was dead."

Shen Zhan was shocked.

He miscalculated. He originally thought that he could rely on everyone's abilities to help Erhu get through this difficult time and at the same time suppress the arrogance of the Manshen Sect. However, he didn't expect that the final result would be such an unexpected one.

“I didn’t expect it to be like this.”

Zhu Xiuyuan seemed to understand a little bit. He asked the red-shirted boy, "Boy, you must have set up a sinister restriction somewhere in this town. The existence of this restriction will cause one person in this town to die every day. And the selection is random, without any rules to follow.

But you can also modify the operating rules of this ban through special means, just like yesterday you suddenly decided to choose Erhu as the next person to die. However, due to our intervention, Erhu has not died until now, but the ban still exists and is effective, so Erhu was skipped and another person was randomly selected.

am I right? "

The young man in the red shirt said in a rather admiring tone, "You are quite clever, old man, but you are only half right."

As he spoke, he suddenly spread out his palm, summoned a pen, and spun it rapidly around his fingertips several times. He then continued, "Originally, strangers like you who were only staying in the town for a short time would not be affected. However, I can now change the rules and allow you to become participants in this game.

"It would be really interesting to think that someone here would die in another day."

The young man in red raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, picked up the pen and tapped lightly in the air. As a result, a drop of ink suddenly appeared on the bodies of Shen Zhan and others.

I don’t know what kind of spiritual weapon this pen is and how it can do such a thing, but now it means that Shen Zhan and others will also be threatened by the ban and may become the next person to die at any time.

Shen Zhan didn't think about anything else at this time, because he knew that as long as he dealt with all the monsters of the Manshen Sect, the shadow of death in this town would disappear. The solution was so simple, why bother with those things that he couldn't figure out?

He exchanged glances with Meng Zhong, and the latter was ready to fight. There were more than ten people on the red-shirted boy's side, but the real important one was only him, so the countermeasure was very direct. If they could subdue the red-shirted boy as quickly as possible, then other problems would naturally be solved.

"Don't even think about leaving this time. I'm not done fighting you yet."

Shen Zhan summoned the Liuyun Sword and fixed his sharp gaze on the red-shirted boy.

"Those who disobey Lord Manshen will be killed without a burial place!"

The young man in red shirt, holding the pen in his hand, came forward aggressively and soon started a fierce battle with Shen Zhan.

On the other side, Meng Zhong rushed directly into the group of Manshen Sect disciples, swinging his two iron fists with great force. No one could easily get close to him within three steps.

"You little bastards, have a taste of my fist!"

Meng Zhong was extremely vigorous, while his opponents were mediocre in strength, with only one or two at the peak of the martial arts realm at most. Meng Zhong alone could handle the situation with ease, and Shen Yunli and Han Fei wanted to go up and help, but they felt they could not do anything.

If the fight continues like this, Meng Zhong's side will end the battle soon, and Shen Zhan will also have the advantage against the red-shirted boy.

After the red-shirted youth gradually realized Shen Zhan's true strength, he couldn't help but look sideways and said, "Your cultivation is not low, but you are such a stubborn person. What a pity!

If you could serve Master Manshen wholeheartedly, you would become one of the most outstanding disciples among us. I feel sorry for you!"

After he finished speaking, he sighed heavily, as if he really had a kind heart full of compassion for the world. This hypocritical look made Shen Zhan feel even more disgusted.

In an instant, the Liuyun Sword in Shen Zhan's hand cast a colorful sword light, and countless sword energies rushed towards the red-shirted young man, and surged around his body wantonly. Anyone who touched him would be shaken away by a powerful force.

The sword energy intertwined into a net, trapping the red-shirted boy inside. Shen Zhan loudly questioned him, "Lift the town's restrictions now, and I can let you go. Don't wait any longer."

The red-shirted youth was not at all flustered. Instead, he sneered, "Do you think you can force me like this? The people in this town will not let you do whatever you want, because they support and fear the Lord Man, and regard everything they have as a gift from the Lord Man!"

After he finished speaking, accompanied by a noise, many townspeople rushed here, with expressions of fear on their faces. After seeing the young man in red, they knelt down in fear and trepidation.

"Sir Messenger, please be discerning. We have done nothing wrong. It is these outsiders who are causing trouble. We are all willing to serve the Man God!"

The red-shirted youth sneered, "Very well, then I'll tell you now. It's these people's evil deeds that have brought misfortune upon the town once again. From now on, the evil spirits will become even more unscrupulous, and no one can guarantee that they won't be the next to die."

Under the instigation of the red-shirted youth, the townspeople rushed to Shen Zhan and his men, not only hurling insults at them but even starting physical fights.

"You outsiders, get out of our town!"

"Yes, get out! We have the protection of Lord Manshen. Don't even think about doing anything evil here!"