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Zhang Shou'an patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Do you know where that monster is?"

The old man was stunned, stretched out his dirty hands, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and pointed to a direction in front of him on the right: "It's over there."

He didn't know why he was so rude today, in front of an immortal.

If it were those immortal leaders from the past few days, they would probably beat themselves with sticks while scolding themselves for nagging.

But he just felt that it was time to let it out. He had endured it all his life. After saying these words, even if he died, it would be worth it.

Anyway, I have lived enough.

Zhang Shou'an clenched the hilt of his sword and walked out from one side. When he passed the old man, he whispered:

"I understand."

The old man was stunned for a few seconds, then turned his head sharply and looked at the back, the fingers on the crutches clenching tighter and tighter.

In the center of the village, there is an ancient house. It is said that the owner's boss was once a champion. He returned to the village in his later years and built this house.

However, after generations of changes, the family gradually declined, leaving only a few single seedlings guarding such a large house.

Even now, even this house cannot be defended.The pig demon took it away early, and he claimed to be the Pig Immortal and named the courtyard the Immortal Residence.

The residence of the gods, the residence of the gods, the people who live in the house are truly immortals.

At noon, the gate of the courtyard was tightly closed, and there were messy weeds growing inside.It seemed that no one had taken care of it for a long time and it looked a mess.

But who would have expected that there were bursts of strange noises coming from the supposedly silent main room. An ordinary person might have thought it was the sound of mice.

But Zhang Shouan stood at the door, but he knew what was inside the house.

He walked through the courtyard, went straight to the door of the main house, and kicked it open.

"Bang!" The old door burst open and hit the wall behind, making a loud noise.

Dust flew up, soon revealing everything inside.

The furniture in the house was scattered all over the place, and all of it was destroyed. On the ground, seven or eight people's bodies were lying scattered, incomplete, and a foul stench emanated from inside, hitting people's noses.

Their eyes were round, and their expressions were filled with fear. The whites of their eyes occupied their entire eyes, and the tips of their noses were no longer breathing, but their eyes were looking straight in one direction.

Following their line of sight, they could see a wooden bed, with a fat figure sitting slumped on it, and the torn curtains hung down, slightly blocking half of its body.

It was wearing a gray robe, stained with oil.The robe was open and pulled down to the belly, exposing the greasy fat underneath.

A piece of shiny black mane was exposed on its chest, with saliva flowing down, and several spots were obviously knotted together.

But the most abrupt thing is its head. An ugly and fat pig's head is revealed from behind the curtain. Its nostrils are pointed toward the sky, and it spits out a stream of hot air, which turns into white smoke.

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