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What is all this nonsense...? A white steamed bun as white as snow was stuck to him, and Xu Shimo felt completely overwhelmed.

"This is utter nonsense," he said, pulling his hand away. "How much older are you than me?"

There's a difference of almost a whole round in between!

In the world of "Ascension to the Throne," there might not be any problem, but Xu Shimo is currently living hand to mouth, and he really has no interest in getting married right now.

"Are you in a hurry to get married?" he asked.

Even the most urgent wedding, even in a rural village, still requires going through the proper procedures, which can take at least ten days to half a month.

enough.

Zhang Wan: "A few days ago, one of Master Huang's distant cousins ​​was supposed to come and propose marriage, but... but he died in that dilapidated temple."

That dilapidated temple?

Xu Shimo suddenly realized that he had been tricked by the Buddha's face. In that case, even if this marriage was to be forcibly pushed forward, it would not be quick.

Feeling somewhat relieved, he calmed Zhang Wan down.

"..."

After Zhang Wan left and the door was bolted shut, there was another knock on the door.

"—Xu Shimo, it's me, Brother Dou! Open the door!"

This kid... Xu Shimo was originally worried that Zhang Xiaoyu would be like the others, both respecting and fearing him, but he didn't expect him to come in the evening.

It's rare to see someone knock on the door so politely.

Xu Shimo responded and was about to pull the latch when he turned his head as if he suddenly remembered something.

His gaze fell on the top of the courtyard wall.

Yes, when did Douzi start knocking on the door so obediently? Especially after Master Chen appeared, he not only climbed over the wall, but he also climbed over the wall in a cool way.

Moreover, although Douzi is a bit of a sucker for small things, he always keeps his word. Even though I don't care about these things, since he said he would treat me as his older brother for the day, he would never call himself Brother Dou.

So, who's outside?

Xu Shimo stopped moving and gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

However, during this silent interval, the people outside seemed to sense that something was wrong. A series of lewd sounds came from outside, and then there was complete silence.

Upon closer inspection, it was confirmed that even the aura had vanished, but Xu Shimo did not let his guard down.

With his sword drawn and palm raised, Xu Shimo circled around to the foot of the wall. Using his strength, he leaped onto the top of the wall in an instant. The moment his feet touched the top, Xu Shimo drew his sword and looked around warily.

Fine snowflakes fell onto the blade.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of fine dust hitting the snow.

Xu Shimo breathed a sigh of relief, but then suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Zhang Wan!"

Zhang Wan just left here, this is bad!

So he jumped and landed in the snow, and then ran off again.

Finally, they saw Zhang Wan in front of the village well. She was walking alone in the wind and snow, heading home. But behind her, on the thickest branch of the old locust tree next to the well, was something that looked neither human nor monkey.

He was the size of a five or six-year-old child, but he was a wild man who had grown up in the mountains and forests since childhood.

Xu Shimo didn't bother to remind Zhang Wan—there was no need. Shouting would only waste time and give that thing a warning, and wouldn't do any good.

He simply swung his knife, the bright white blade reflecting the fiery white of the snow, while a gust of wind whipped up locust leaves.

when!

The knife struck the locust branch, penetrating deep into the wood.

The monkey-like creature leaped over, its claws gripping the back of the knife, making a squeaking, chuckling sound.

"My silly father, don't be in such a hurry. I'll take you back after I've eaten my fill."

Xu Shimo understood what this strange thing was.

The Buddha's face is eerie!

This is a offspring of the Buddha-faced Ghost.

How could he have forgotten this—the Buddha-faced being reborn only inherited the relic monk's understanding of the world and the life that swallowed the relic. The newly generated consciousness was completely unrelated to the two, and he desperately wanted a new identity to bear.

Generally speaking, this "identity" will most likely be the first person he meets.

But if there is someone who has left a deep impression on him... Xu Shimo's behavior in the dilapidated temple that night clearly indicates that he is that person.

In the former case, the Buddha-faced Ghost could simply kill the opponent and take their place.

But if it's the latter, then the Buddha-faced Demon will choose to keep toying with the other party, and finally peel off the other party's mask and swallow his heart in the other party's jealousy and fear, and then his strength will greatly increase.

Xu Shimo recalled that in "Asking the Throne," there was a policeman who was tortured in this way. His anus was ulcerated, his abdomen was cut open, and his heart was chewed up bit by bit in those horrifying pupils. Later, it was a Taoist priest with great supernatural powers who took action and got rid of this new "policeman."

The thought of this sent a chill down Xu Shimo's spine.

But now is not the time to think about that.

The strange creature in front of them stepped on the back of the blade and leaped forward, heading straight for Zhang Wan.

Zhang Wan turned around in surprise when she heard the sound behind her, but before she could figure out what was going on, she saw a dark shadow flying towards her and immediately fell to the ground in fright.

The knife embedded itself in the locust branch. Xu Shimo didn't have time to worry about the knife. He also mustered his strength and swung his palm away.

Just as Zi Gui was about to pounce on Zhang Wan's face, he grabbed Zi Gui's ankle and forcefully swung him into the air.

But Zi Gui's body was exceptionally agile. Taking advantage of a gap, he tightly grabbed Xu Shimo's sleeve, then used the force to draw an arc in the air and climb onto Xu Shimo's back.

As Xu Shimo raised his hands behind him in an attempt to restrain the other person, he fell backward without hesitation.

At the same time, he shouted, "Torch!"

Zhang Wan then came to her senses, scrambled to her feet, and ran home.

Xu Shimo finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Buddha-faced demon was not afraid of light but feared fire, especially this kind of relatively weak demon. The flowing flames could not only inflict mental damage but also cause real harm to the demon.

Moreover, after Zhang Wan left, he was able to unleash his full potential.

But before Xu Shimo could catch his breath, Zi Gui had already moved from behind him to his chest before landing.

As the two struggled, Xu Shimo was astonished that Zi Gui, with such a short stature, possessed such great strength. He knew that his own strength was barely enough to subdue Crazy Horse.

What would happen if an ordinary person were to face off against him?

How many people has this beast killed and how much blood has he drunk?

With a thought in mind, Xu Shimo suddenly pulled one hand away to grab the other person's neck, and then forcibly pulled the other hand away as well. In the blink of an eye, the power had been fully mobilized.

Shoulders relaxed, elbows raised, fingers strong and powerful.

This palm strike was the perfected Black Wind Palm!

This beast is incredibly agile, and Xu Shimo, a self-taught fighter who hasn't received any systematic training in combat, has no choice but to resort to this drastic measure to maximize his advantages.

But the price was a bloody gash on his neck.

However, Zi Gui fared no better. With a strange cry, he flew backward, leaving a three- or four-meter-long trail in the snow.

"You, you..." He clutched his chest, his two dark eyes wide open.

Xu Shimo pressed his advantage, taking three steps at a time, pulling out his knife, and slashing at Xu Shimo.

when!

It struck the stone beneath the snow, but was followed by another palm strike.

—This is the perfected level of Black Wind Palm, which is unleashed with a single palm strike, and Zi Gui also suffered a perfect blow from this palm strike.

His body twitched twice, then he fell silent.

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Xu Shimo knew what the other person was surprised about, so he kicked it twice and then slashed it a few more times, still not feeling safe.

Finally, the knife plunged into Zi Gui's abdomen, creating a hole the size of a fist. Visibly, all of Zi Gui's essence flowed towards the center, eventually coalescing into a dark red bead.

The color should be darker.

The snow continued to fall, slowly covering Zi Gui's already cold body.

A roar and footsteps shook the flying snow away.

"Monster! Where is the monster? Young Master Xu, it's me, Zhang Laowu!"