Nanchen and the three suddenly heard Uncle Nine speak.

Say something, a hundred ghosts gather soul flags.

At this time, he subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu.

Nanchen was even more puzzled:

"Master, what is the Hundred Ghosts Gathering Soul Flag?"

Uncle Nine stared at the male ghost who was still playing with the pennant not far away.

Then he spoke:

"This is a kind of soul flag, but the soul flag in the hand of this male ghost is an evil treasure.

He just said, one hundred and three.

In other words, there are one hundred and three ghosts gathered in his soul banner.

Therefore, it can be called a hundred ghosts gathering soul flags.

This evil treasure is extremely vicious.

By collecting souls, you can continuously increase the power of the soul flags.

The more souls accumulate, the stronger the soul flags become.

But it is also extremely vicious, and all the souls collected by the soul banner will never be reborn.

Even if the soul banner is destroyed, only a few ghosts will be able to survive ......"

Hearing this, Nanchen Qiusheng and Wencai couldn't help but show a trace of shock.

His eyes widened as he looked at the gray-clothed male ghost in the distance.

"Master, in this way, this guy is a ghost cultivator!"

Qiusheng drank a sentence.

Uncle Nine nodded:

"That's right, look closely at the cuffs of his gray coat.

And the collar of the gray coat.

Is there a 飂 (liù, liáo) character?

That is the Dong family's family logo.

This male ghost is a slave ghost of the Dong family. ”

The three of them looked carefully, and really found this strange character on the collar and cuffs of the gray-clothed male ghost.

Wen Cai narrowed his eyes:

"That's a word!

However, this Dong family is also strange, obviously surnamed Dong.

Why do you make a family emblem?

Qiusheng, do you know?"

Wencai was also curious, and asked casually.

Qiusheng didn't study much, and he didn't have the surname Dong, he knew a yarn.

Roll your eyes:

"You ask me, who do I ask. ”

Wen Cai saw that Qiusheng didn't know, and looked at Uncle Jiu again:

"Master, do you know why?"

Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know very well.

Because he has lived in seclusion in Renjia Town for a long time, he was only young.

I had a relationship with the Dong family, one of the four major families.

At that time, I still heard from other people's mouths that the word is called 飂.

As for why it was the word, he didn't know.

I'm not that interested either.

Now that Wen Cai asked like this, he also seemed a little embarrassed.

But he still spoke;

"I don't know this as a teacher......"

Wen Cai saw that Uncle Jiu didn't know, so he could only lock his eyes on Nanchen:

"Senior brother, you read a lot.

Did You Know?"

Nanchen didn't know why this writer was interested in this rare word.

But since Wen Cai asked, Nanchen also told his understanding in public.

Legend has it that this character is the ancestral surname of the Dong family.

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a man named Shu'an.

It was sealed in a place called Biao.

That's why people call him Uncle Ao.

Uncle Biao has a son who specializes in domesticating dragons for Emperor Shun.

Di Shun saw that he raised dragons well, so he gave him the surname Dong.

And then this person is Dong's father.

Since this biao is used as a symbol of the Dong family, it may be to remind future generations not to forget their ancestors!"

Nanchen said his understanding, and he didn't know if it was right or wrong.

After listening to it, Uncle Nine and Qiu Shengwen also felt admiration.

"Senior brother, you are really knowledgeable!"

Wen Cai opened his mouth in admiration.

"Nonsense, I think it's the same as you, I can't read a basket of big words!"

Autumn life mercilessly blows.

Uncle Nine also nodded slightly, feeling that his apprentice was really perfect.

Nanchen smiled:

"I'm just figuring it out, and I don't know if it's right or not. ”

"That's right, Nanchen, teach you two more senior brothers in the future.

You two, read more books when you have time.

Okay, leave the hell alone.

so as not to startle the snake.

Let's take a detour and continue up the mountain!"

After speaking, Uncle Nine took the three of them and quietly continued to walk up the mountain.

Nanchen glanced at the gray-clothed male ghost and found that he was already sitting down cross-legged not far away, practicing against the Hundred Ghosts Gathering Soul Banner.

A few people didn't dare to disturb, let alone alarm.

Quietly, out of here.

After walking for about ten minutes, Uncle Nine motioned for the three of them to stop.

At this moment, the three of them came to a large bluestone.

On the other side of the big bluestone, there were two ghosts standing at this moment.

A man and a woman, dressed in gray and white.

The sleeves and collars of the two ghosts have a stinging mark.

One of the ten ghosts of the Dong family.

Counting these two, there are already three.

These two ghosts were full of lightness, and they didn't notice the Ninth Uncle and the others lurking behind the big bluestone at all.

The two ghosts stood in a mound of graves, continuing to flirt and scold, obviously flirting with each other.

But around the mound, there was not a single ghost, and I couldn't feel the yin energy of the rest of the ghosts.

In other words, the ghosts in the grave were emptied.

At this time, I only heard the man in white speak:

"Little sister, you know.

I'm true to you.

My cousin, but in the hands of the second lady, he is on an errand.

If you follow me, I just need to say to my second cousin.

Your level will be like me in an instant, and you will become a white-clothed ......."

As soon as the male ghost's voice fell, the female ghost called Xiaomei was a little excited:

"Really?

If that's the case.

Slave, slave tonight, tonight will depend on you......"

After saying that, the female ghost began to lean on the male ghost.

This male ghost is also not ashamed, and began to do things in the grave......

With such a scene, Nanchen Qiusheng and the others had straight eyes.

Wencai, this guy, is even more drooling and dry-mouthed.

Uncle Nine had a calm face and snorted coldly:

"Look at what you see, it's bad morals.

Let's go, go around!"

After speaking, Uncle Nine took the three of them and continued to detour.

Wencai and Qiusheng still couldn't hold it back, so they took a few more looks.

That scene was so fragrant and exciting.

It's still in the grave, ruthless enough.

Although Nanchen was also attracted just now, he quickly came back to his senses.

And said to Uncle Nine:

"Master, just now I heard the female ghost and the male ghost say that the gray clothes are promoted to the white clothes.

Is there anything to say about this in the Dong family?"

Uncle Nine recorded the route and looked around.

He replied:

"This Dong family is an extremely strong family.

In their family, you, ghost cultivators are divided into eight levels.

Gray, white, green, yellow, red, purple, cyan, blue.

Among them, gray, white, green, yellow, and red, five ranks, belong to the servant slave ghost.

Ziqinglan is the heir of the family.

Each level has its own rights.

The white and gray colors we saw just now are all lowest-level Dong family slave ghosts......"

Uncle Nine opened his mouth to explain.

Nanchen let out an "oh", and had a new understanding of the Dong family.

This family is not only powerful, but also raises ghost slaves.

But this is not Nanchen's main concern, so he didn't ask much.

Follow Uncle Nine and continue to sneak up the mountain.

After a while, the four of them were already approaching the halfway point of Qingxuan Mountain.

This is the area where Xiaoyu's ashes are buried.

Even from afar, you can already see the dragonfly water tomb that buried the old lady Ren at the beginning, and it has been abolished.

And Xiaoyu's graveyard is also on the edge of the weeds not far away......