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The young man outside the door was still stunned in place, repeating the word "Wu Cheng" repeatedly, but no matter how he repeated it, chanted it, or recalled it, there was no information about these two words in his mind.

He couldn't find any connection between this name and himself, but the old man called himself Wu Cheng so confidently, could he really be Wu Cheng?

And...since this person knows him, and he feels inexplicably familiar with this place, is he really that person, Wu Cheng?

Wu Cheng didn't make any movement for a long while, but the old man in the room, his son, and the old woman who had just woken up looked at each other and said, "Looks like he's gone!"

"As long as it's a monster, who's not afraid of the night watchmen? Those night watchmen are just there to do something!" The old man's son nodded.

The old man patted his weak legs and stood up holding on to the door frame with difficulty, "This Wu Cheng still wants to lie to me. He has been dead for so many years, but when I saw him, he still looked the same as he did decades ago. It’s exactly the same as before. Can you fool me? Am I that stupid?”

"Oh, just leave, just leave. Our family has never felt sorry for him. You shouldn't come to us if you want to find him!" The old woman stroked her chest and took a deep breath.

The old man waited for a long time, and then he carefully opened the door again, but the lantern was still outside the door!

But just as he opened the door, a hand with clear joints and as white as jade gently held the door panel.

The old man was stunned for a moment, his tone filled with fear, "Didn't you leave?"

The young man outside the door opened the door with a slight push of his hand and came to stand in front of the old man. The old man froze in place, while his son and the old woman screamed, turned around and ran into the house. Even their shoes ran away, but no one cared!

All the monsters came to the door, so they didn't care much. They completely forgot that the old man was still at the door. But at this time, they acted completely according to their abilities.

"What...are you going to do? If you are wronged, tell me and I will help you. If you want my life, my old life...take it, don't harm my family!" The old man At this time, he calmed down.

He had never heard of encountering a monster face to face. Ordinary people could survive. Since he was going to die, he was willing to risk his life.

"Why do I want your life? I just want to ask something!" The young man didn't quite understand why the old man was so afraid of him. Apart from his weird clothes, there was nothing wrong with him, right?

"Ah? You don't want my life? Don't you monsters all like to eat people's hearts and brains?" The old man was a little surprised that this polite monster could actually communicate.

"I'm not a monster!" The young man shook his head, "Besides, I don't know you, but you know me. Why is that?"

"Ah...this...Wu Cheng, don't you remember?" The old man was a little confused. Will a person lose his previous memory after becoming a monster?

"Why did you call me Wu Cheng? Do you know this person? How can you be so sure that this person is me?" The young man was full of doubts and continued to ask.

The old man plucked up the courage, raised his palm, and quietly touched the young man's arm. Hey, is it hot?

As we all know, monsters are cold whether they are dead or alive. Coupled with the weird aura on their bodies, they give people a cold and weird feeling, and they will never feel warm like a living person.

"Are you a human?" the old man asked in surprise.

The young man nodded hesitantly, "That's right!"

"What does it mean? If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!"

"That's it!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget it, as long as it's not a monster! Wu Cheng, didn't you disappear at the beginning? We have all died for you for decades, why did you come back suddenly?"

The young man couldn't answer the old man's question and could only remain silent.

"Besides, why hasn't your appearance changed after so many years?"

The young man subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek. He wanted to think of a reason, but he heard the old man say: "You are not destined to meet an immortal, are you?"

In addition to turning into a monster, there is actually another possibility that this situation may occur, that is, when Wu Cheng disappeared, he did not die, but met an immortal fate. Now that he has completed his spiritual practice, he can maintain his youthfulness.

Even a warrior can maintain a youthful appearance as long as he practices fast enough and raises his realm high enough when he is young.

However, this situation is actually very rare, because if a martial artist wants to reach this level, he must break through the master level when he is young enough, because only a master can condense the martial arts essence without leaking it, slowing down aging.

The young man listened to the old man's words and nodded, "You are right!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he felt that the logic was more and more consistent, "I see, that's it, it seems that you are really alive! You don't know that I was almost scared to death by you just now, and I came to ask for my life for you. Woolen cloth!"

"Don't you remember me? I lived right across from you, and I grew up with you. My name is Wu Chao, and we both came from Wujia Village. I'm old now, and you can't recognize me. "It's normal. I'm telling you my name now. Do you remember it?" The old man's tone became much more relaxed. Although he was surprised at Wu Cheng's fate, after all, we haven't seen each other for many years. How can it be considered a happy occasion to meet again after an absence?

The young man pondered for a long time and shook his head, "I can't remember, I don't remember you!"

The old man's smile froze, a little disappointed, "That's it! It's not normal. You have gone to seek immortality. It has been so long, how can we still remember us mud-legged people? It is normal to forget!"

The young man didn't know how to answer. With his strength, if there were things he should remember, he would never forget them. Even if he couldn't remember them temporarily, as long as he had enough information, he could dig them out from the depths of his mind.

As his cultivation level improved and his soul power increased, the monk's memory would be like a book. Even if endless years had passed, as long as his memory had not been destroyed by external forces, it would not be difficult to find it!

But now, he couldn't remember it, and didn't have any impression at all!

"Okay, come in first! There's a curfew outside, so you can't go out there. The night watchmen are very fierce. If you violate the curfew, they might even chop off your toes!" The old man pulled the young man in and closed the door again.

Then the old man told his wife and son about Wu Cheng's situation. After some explanation, the two panicked people barely recovered!

"Have you eaten yet?" After clearing up the misunderstanding, the old man looked at Wu Cheng's half-naked appearance and guessed that this guy had been seeking immortality so miserably that he didn't even have a set of clothes. He probably hadn't eaten yet!

As expected, the young man shook his head!