"I don't have any memory of my predecessor. This is not a good predecessor."

Zhang Heng is now eager to know what is happening in this world.

But just when he wanted to leave the village.

With the sound of coughing, the sick old man stopped in front of him again.

"Um?"

He looked at the sick old man standing in front of him.

Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "Someone has done something to you. As long as someone wants to go out, they will alert you and cause you to stop them?"

The sick old man is the incarnation of the law of distortion, not a human being.

There are no emotions or thoughts, only instinct.

Looking at the sick old man who kept coughing.

Zhang Heng looked back at his home and whispered: "Did my predecessor do it? In the entire Dagou Town, he and you are the only two people who exist, and you are asked to prevent anyone from going out. In other words, he did something to you.

, let you stop him from going out."

The sick old man stood there numbly.

No response.

Zhang Heng, however, had somewhat figured it out.

The predecessor was likely to possess the power of time, which is the power of the law, so he suspected that he would be deformed after his death and become like the sick old man, becoming the incarnation of the law of distortion.

So he trapped the sick old man and did some tricks on him.

Let him prevent anyone from going out. In this way, if the predecessor is really deformed after death and becomes a physical natural disaster, the sick old man will also stop him.

"interesting."

Zhang Heng glanced at the red moon above his head.

Dagou Town under the moonlight is really a prison.

Not only the sick old man's, but also his predecessor's.

In this way, we can understand why there is not a single family in Dagou Town.

There should have been people here before, but after my predecessor felt that he was about to die of old age, he drove these people away.

They sealed the town and brought in the sick old man.

He was lying in the coffin, using the power of time to forget himself, and waiting for death with peace of mind.

Because I have been forgotten.

That's why after Zhang Heng arrived, he had no memory of his previous life.

Unfortunately.

The predecessor's organs were exhausted, but he did not wait for death.

Instead, Zhang Heng was waiting.

"How desperate a person would be before he would choose to forget himself."

"How helpless a person would be to be fully prepared for what will happen after his death."

Although Zhang Heng is not the predecessor.

But he could sense the despair and helplessness, and sighed: "But all the arrangements you made ended up tricking me."

Zhang Heng is in a state of fugue.

It's not the real body descending into the world.

The power of the immortal soul he brought with him should be used less. This is his trump card for surrendering to the world.

If possible, he would not want to use the power of the Immortal Soul.

But he was tricked by his predecessor.

Looking at the sick old man blocking the front, he knew that it would not let him leave unless he took action.

"Freeze!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand a little.

The power of the immortal soul burst out, driving the law of time, and directly sealed the sick old man in place.

Done all this.

He found himself weaker.

Because his predecessor died at the end of his life.

After he arrived, the power of the immortal soul and the law of time supported this body that was supposed to die.

The most important thing right now is to rebuild your magic power and nourish your soul.

Otherwise, it will be easy to overturn the boat in the gutter if you waste it in vain.

"Um?"

Zhang Heng had just stepped out of the small town.

I found a cordon outside the town and several military trucks parked in the distance.

Seeing someone coming out, these soldiers seemed to have thought of some terrifying existence, and each of them looked horrified.

"Old patriarch?"

Their eyes met.

A female officer in her twenties and eighty-year-old with the rank of major got out of a jeep.

She tried to take a few steps forward and asked tremblingly: "Is that you?"

"Who are you?"

Zhang Heng's voice was hoarse.

"I, I am Zhang DaDa's great-granddaughter."

The woman's words immediately stunned Zhang Heng.

Zhang DaDa.
Chapter completed!