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Chapter 1827 Another Face
"Not human?" Linger's tone was also filled with confusion, she looked forward again, and she clearly saw that those people in front of her were all ordinary people, without any contamination.

"Do you think it's a human being?" Shixin's tone was very bad. This kind of badness obviously came from the villagers. "I said that there are many people here who are over half a hundred years old. Do you believe it?"

Ling'er opened her mouth in surprise and looked over, the people in front looked, except for the oldest person standing at the front, the rest of the people seemed to be no more than twenty, and the person in the front, except for the body , and the face looks similar to the rest of the people, thirty at most.

Ling'er's expression expressed her doubts. She looked at Shixin again and asked him to explain.

"They used some forbidden techniques, which can be regarded as crooked ways of the world, to keep themselves young." Shuxin said, and suddenly remembered, "It's similar to that ghost boy, but they will die. When it's time to die, they will die of illness. He will die when he grows old, but he will always look like this."

Ling'er listened to Shixin's words, and looked at the person who appeared in front of her.

It was a man, his whole body was filthy, and there were many wounds on his body, and the wound on his forehead was still oozing blood. He staggered forward and stared at the villagers in front of him.

"You...you demons...let my wife...let my wife and child go!" the man shouted.

Ling'er knew that the person in the coffin should be the man's wife and child.

"But it's still very different." Shixin continued, his eyes moved with the man's movement, "They used forbidden techniques, although Guitongzi's method is not a decent method, but it's not like they are like this. Living people come to pay homage to preserve their appearance."

Regardless of whether it was the ghost boy or these villagers, Shixin was extremely disdainful, and he looked as if he would dirty his hands if he tried.

Linger was surprised, a little...incomprehensible, she used living people to pay homage to her own appearance, she looked carefully at the faces of the villagers, she could not tell that they were over fifty years old with a little trembling.

"Go over and have a look later, maybe you can see something you haven't seen before." Shuxin said strangely, pulling Linger over, and he tilted his head, "For example...their chests are still Another face."

Linger's hair was numb when she heard what Shixin said, but she couldn't help but look up at the villagers' chests. She couldn't see anything under the clothes, but when Shixin said this, she seemed to feel the pain in her chest. A pair of eyes were also staring at her.

Ling'er turned her head away, "How do you know?"

"I've lived for so long, so there's something I don't know." Shixin said, he looked at her, his voice changed inexplicably, and he added, "Actually, you knew it before, but you just forgot it now."

She first saw it in a miscellaneous book, and after she finished reading it, she told him that sometimes people are more demonized than demons, and that some of the cruel things they do are just for their trivial selfish desires.

He didn't take it seriously at the time, because he felt that secular people were inferior, and that kind of inferiority was hard to change.

Ling'er didn't respond, nor did she make any reaction, watching the man stagger forward.

The villagers standing on both sides stepped forward neatly at the same time, and stopped the man. Someone stretched out his foot and kicked him directly to the ground, and rolled a few times before stopping.

(End of this chapter)