Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Latest website: In Niuxin Village, Gao Zhijian's iron-like fingers are like iron plows, easily cutting through the solid rammed earth, leaving traces.

"What are you drawing?" Chun Xiaoman frowned and looked at Gao Zhijian, who was squatting on the ground. "Why don't you write? I have also learned some characters from a private school recently."

Gao Zhijian glanced at her, shook his head and continued to draw.

"Hey! What do you mean, are you looking down on me?" Chun Xiaoman stretched out his hand and pushed him hard.

Feeling the palm of the other side covering him, Gao Zhijian pursed his lips and shook his head with a smirk, and continued to bury his head and draw.

"This is a snake? You used to sell snake medicine?"

"Dragon!" Gao Zhijian said angrily.

With the sliding of his fingers, a huge dragon appeared in front of Chun Xiao, and then his fingers quickly dotted, drawing a sitting person under the dragon.

"Emperor!" Gao Zhijian pointed to the man and said, and then drew piles of gold ingots beside him.

Then he followed the man and drew some little people side by side. When Gao Zhijian drew one at the end, he slapped himself hard with a slap. "I!"

"You are the emperor's son?!" Chun Xiaoman's eyes widened.

But in the face of this question, Gao Zhijian nodded, then shook his head vigorously. "No...no...no....don't know!"

"Why don't you know? What the **** is going on here?"

"But...but...but...maybe...yes...it's fake!"

"Don't you say it's your past? Why is it fake again? Have you told Senior Brother Li about these things? What does he think?"

"No."

"Why?"

Gao Zhijian hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Chun Xiaoman, and drew an adult beside the villain who represented him with his fingers.

The adult's face seemed to be covered with something, so he couldn't see his face clearly, and there were three swords on his back.

When Gao Zhijian bit his finger and dyed the Taoist's clothes red with blood, Chun Xiaoman immediately understood what the other party meant.

"Is this Senior Brother Li?" In this world, there were not many people wearing red Taoist robes, and she could see it at a glance.

After Gao Zhijian nodded vigorously, he then wrote a big word Wu on his head with his fingers.

"I know this word. It's the fifth word of one, two, three, four, five, and it's the simplest word, which means that you were five years old?"

Gao Zhijian nodded vigorously, pointed his finger to the sword on Li Huowang's back on the ground, and then made a forceful stroke to directly cross out the villain representing him.

"Uh.... Brother Li killed you? Killed you who is Wu Sui?" When Chun Xiaoman said this, even she herself became hesitant.

"Yeah." Seeing Gao Zhijian nod his head, Chun Xiaoman suddenly felt a little foggy in his head.

"You were killed by Senior Brother Li, so why are you still alive? And you were killed as a child?"

"But...but...but...may be fake!" Speaking of which, he repainted a villain to represent him, and he also painted armor on his body, and also painted under him a car.

Then Gao Zhijian drew a group of people around him and stabbed him with a spear in his hand.

"You.... died again? Why can't I understand it?"

"Chaos..." Gao Zhijian patted his head hard, "Chaos!" Gao Zhijian's movements began to become rough.

Afterwards, Gao Zhijian painted himself several more ways of dying, including those who were drowned, those who were burned to death, and those who were even hanged.

In the end, he simply stopped drawing people, but took out black charcoal and drew black things. Seeing the black circles on the ground, Gao Zhijian's eyes gradually showed a trace of fear. The fear in his eyes deepened.

Finally, when Lunyuan's strong and sturdy arm drew a large black circle and completely covered everything, Gao Zhijian seemed to be frightened by what he had drawn, so he jumped up and took a few steps back.

"Gao Zhijian...Are you all right? Would you like to find a gentleman to show you?"

As Gao Zhijian wiped the cold sweat with his hand, a black smear was also smeared on his face.

He shook his head gently, walked over carefully, picked up a mass of soil, stepped on it and completely stamped the black with his feet.

Immediately afterwards, he used black charcoal to draw a villain representing himself on the back of his hand. Then he used the hand that represented himself to dig up the solid soil and put aside the blackness, and finally made the large piles of the previous paintings. The pile of ingots was exposed. "money!"

From the bottom of the pile of gold ingots, he drew a line directly to the foot of Chun Xiaoman. "take!"

"No, no, you'd better wait for a while. It's not a matter of money or money now. You can draw more carefully. Why do I feel a little confused?" Chun Xiaoman felt that his brain was also being tricked by Gao Zhijian. messed up.

"His meaning is clear." A voice came from the door. The two turned their heads to look and found that it was Zhao Wu who was on crutches.

Looking at this scene, it seems that he has seen everything that Gao Zhijian painted.

Zhao Wu walked up to the two of them, looked at the unfathomable things in front of them, and after thinking for a while, he said, "According to what he painted, Gao Zhijian must have been a dignitary in the past, and it's not wrong, so the family has a lot of money."

"Those different ways of dying should represent the risk of this identity, but if it is really a last resort, he is willing to take the risk and use his past identity to help us find a way to survive."

After Zhao Wu finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Gao Zhijian, and asked with a solemn expression, "I think that's what you mean, right?"

Gao Zhijian was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head decisively in a very disrespectful manner. "I...I....I'm...the emperor...the emperor...the emperor!"

There was a hint of helplessness on Zhao Wu's face, "You are the emperor? Then Senior Brother Li killed you who was Wu Sui? Then you lived again? Then died again? Finally, Dan Yangzi was arrested again?"

"How can there be a five-year-old emperor in this big beam? You have to be more reliable when you make up nonsense."

"And you didn't tell Senior Brother Li in the past~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Isn't it because there are problems with this statement? You are five years old. How old is Senior Brother Li, he is not as old as you."

Zhao Wu's words made Gao Zhijian's expression painful. He slapped his head hard, and after a few moments, the palm that slapped his head turned into a fist. "Disorderly!!"

"Hey, Gao Zhijian, don't do this!" Chun Xiaoman quickly grabbed him. "After this natural disaster has passed, Lu Jiaban will still be able to go out and make money. You don't need to worry about money matters!"

Gao Zhijian gradually calmed down, he glanced at the two people who didn't trust his words, clenched his fists and turned away.

"When Senior Brother Li comes back, do you want to tell him about his crazy words?" Zhao Wu, who was on crutches, said.

Looking at Gao Zhijian's leaving back, Chun Xiaoman with a complicated expression nodded.

"I think it's better to tell him, he has more knowledge than us, maybe he can know some of Gao Zhijian's life experience.