What did it run into? Ghost bumped into?

That's not right, I'm a ghost, and I'm also a cultivator-level old ghost, how can I ghost a ghost?

Besides, even if I encounter a ghost, I can see or notice it.

It's not a ghost, but what is it?

When the word "thing" was thought, the old ghost of the white horse reflexively covered his mouth, and it was afraid that if it accidentally slipped out of this word, it would make this disappearing He Fang Divine unhappy.

It's too TM scary, oh no, it's too TM scary. I've been a ghost for so many years, and I've never seen anything that only listens to its voice and doesn't see its people?

What's going on?

Before the old ghost of the white horse could figure it out, the sound of vicissitudes appeared in his ears again, and it was like a nightmare:

"I said, what are you afraid of, an old ghost?

As soon as this question came out, the old ghost on the white horse was a little crying, I TM is the old ghost, but I'm also afraid.

It's okay, what do I always fly? I'm willing to fly in the secret room? If I'm willing to fly, I'll go out and fly, what are you flying in this secret room?

I saw the old ghost on the white horse crying with a sad face, and rubbed towards the door of the secret room step by step, it thought, if it doesn't work, I will withdraw the ladder and run.

As for the cave mansion and the secret room, the old ghost of the white horse has no time to think about it now.

Step by step, the old ghost of the white horse was pounding in his heart, he was really afraid that when he didn't rub against the gate of the thousand-year-old black and sunken wood, the vicissitudes of life would appear.

Fortunately, fortunately, when the old ghost of the white horse rubbed against the thousand-year-old black wooden gate, the terrible sound of vicissitudes finally did not appear.

I saw the old ghost on the white horse at this time trembling and panting against the thousand-year-old black wooden gate, like an endangered patient who couldn't breathe and swallowed his breath.

These few times flying around, coupled with the step by step rubbing to the door, it didn't take much effort on the part of the old ghost of the white horse.

Now it is so trembling, mainly because of the vicissitudes of life.

After nearly a hundred years of cultivation, the old ghost of the white horse has never encountered such a situation, only hearing its voice and not seeing its person, this TM is too weird, too scary, and too scary.

Usually when I leave the underworld to go around the secular world, it is it that scares the secular people, and at that time, the old ghost of the white horse still pouted and thought that these secular people were too timid, and a few ghost screams scared these individuals and scared them away.

But today, the old ghost of the white horse, as a ghost cultivator, was also scared enough when he encountered this kind of thing.

Therefore, whether it is a human or a ghost, when they encounter strange things that they don't understand and cannot explain, they are almost the same.

The old ghost of the white horse was worried about this, and suddenly, a voice full of vicissitudes of life, obviously with dissatisfaction, sounded in its ears:

"What's the matter, you little one, you don't dare talk to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the head of the old ghost on the white horse "buzzed", and his face was extremely ugly and shouted:

"Who?

After handing over this question, the old ghost on the white horse turned his head and ran away.

The current white horse old ghost doesn't even dare to fly, and in its subconscious, flying may fly with this vicissitudes of life.

As for why it thinks the way it does, to be honest, the old ghost of the white horse doesn't know.

Saw

The old ghost of the white horse ran wild like a frightened rabbit, and from a distance, it was still a fat black rabbit.

It runs exactly like the speed of a car in the F class, and in an instant it is gone.

Looking at the old ghost on the white horse who was scared and ran away like a rabbit, Zhao Dabao's body and mind appeared next to the thousand-year-old black wooden gate, pouting and muttering:

"The White Horse Ancestor, who has been cultivating for a hundred years, I think it's like a frightened white horse rabbit, and he runs away when he is scared. Alas, why am I so powerful, I don't even have to make a move, just a few words can scare a Ming Jin master away, why am I so powerful?"

Listening to the master's boastful show-off, Zhang San and Li Si's hearts wanted to boil the pot with hot water:

Alas, otherwise the flower boss is so willing to pretend to be forced, the root is in the master. The master is too good at pretending, and if he is scared away, he will be scared away, is it so boastful?

Thinking about it, boiling is boiling, since the master has this hobby, we as servants don't immediately cooperate.

I saw that Zhang San and Li Si immediately started a new round of whisker shooting, so that Zhao Dabao nodded in satisfaction, and they didn't forget to shoot the boss Huahua's fart.

In this way, in Zhang San and Li Si's whiskers and horses, in the cheers of flowers, and in Zhao Dabao's pride, Zhao Dabao's master and servant four forcibly occupied the White Horse Mansion and the secret room full of rare treasures.

Zhao Dabao's master and servant, you look at me, I look at you, and they walked to the innermost end of the secret room together with cheers, and it was also a corner of the secret room full of rare treasures.

said that it was a corner, but it was just a description, the savings of the old ghost of the white horse for nearly a hundred years filled one-sixth of the secret room, so it can be seen how many good things the ancestor of the white horse had?

Well, 100-year-old ginseng, take it!

Well, the hundred-year-old astragalus, take it!

Damn, this is a 200-year-old goblin, take it!

What is this? Long, damn it, two hundred years of saffron, harvested!

What is this stone for? I'll go, isn't this obsidian for refining? It's so precious, take it!

Zhao Dabao is in front, Huahua is behind, Zhang San and Li Si are waiting left and right, this treasure hunt, damn, no, what is that called treasure hunting, this TM is picking up treasures.

Along the way, Zhao Dabao's container-sized storage bracelet was almost half packed.

This is still Zhao Dabao's picking, like decades of medicinal materials, tons of gold, these things are not hesitant to pick up, and they are thrown aside.

What he selected was completely medicinal materials that were more than a hundred years old, precious and abnormal substances, and as for some elixirs that had an effect on internal strength martial artists, Zhao Dabao threw them all to Huahua and let the little guy deal with them himself.

Suddenly, Flowey shouted in surprise:

"Dad, this is my companion flower. ”

Hearing Huahua's exclamation, Zhao Dabao had already arrived at Huahua's side with a brisk step.

I saw a black plant half a meter tall with lush branches and leaves appearing in front of Zhao Dabao.

This black plant is pitch black from head to toe, with black leaves and black flowers, like a black peony standing proudly, black translucent, black and luminous.

When Zhao Dabao's eyes fell on the black flowers on the companion flowers, he instantly felt a deep and strange whirlpool appear, and suddenly grabbed his divine sense and dragged it in.

How powerful Zhao Dabao's divine sense is, an acquired intermediate-level god

Know, not to mention this black companion flower, even ten or a hundred can't compete with it.

Okay, since the black companion flower wants to devour my divine sense, I'll let you devour enough, I still don't believe it, with my acquired true spiritual power, I can't clean up your little companion flower?

This is not Zhao Dabao's uncautious blind arrogance, but his confidence in his strong mental power.

Through this period of understanding, as far as the earth star is concerned, the acquired real people are definitely at the top of the world.

Although Zhao Dabao is a fake and fake acquired real person, he is a real acquired real person in terms of mental power.

If you only compete in spiritual power, Zhao Dabao believes that it definitely belongs to the peak existence.

There may still be a few acquired real people on the Earth Star, but in terms of spiritual power, this individual existence is not necessarily higher than Zhao Dabao.

So in the face of this companion flower with devouring divine sense, Zhao Dabao really didn't care, he also wanted to know what kind of plant this companion flower was.

In Zhao Dabao's original memory, it was not for nothing that plants could produce ghosts in the underworld, but they had never been found outside the underworld.

And this associated flower, judging from its shape, performance, and the effect of this devouring divine consciousness, is 100% an underworld plant, and should not appear on the Earth Star at all.

As it devoured Zhao Dabao's divine sense, the flowers of this companion flower were visibly swollen a lot, as if they were opening again.

Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, and when it reaches twenty seconds, the black flowers of the accompanying flowers are obviously "full" and do not want to eat.

I saw that the black flowers gradually shrank and became smaller, as if they were ready to be dormant for digestion.

Hehe, you can eat if you want, and you can't eat if you don't want to?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dabao smiled evilly, and a wisp of more powerful divine consciousness poured into the black flower of the companion flower again.

The black flowers, which were about to shrink, were stunned by the sudden influx of powerful divine consciousness, as if they were shaking all of a sudden.

Seeing the black flowers shaking their heads and refusing to "eat", Zhao Dabao's strange face injected his divine sense again.

At this moment, the black flowers, which had not shrunk into them, swelled again, and even the veins on the petals swelled together, exposing them like human blood vessels.

Hey, even the veins on the petals can absorb divine sense, this companion flower is amazing!

When Zhao Dabao saw this black companion flower with such a look, his interest increased greatly, and his mind moved, and his divine consciousness that surpassed twice the original surge surged.

Twice as much divine consciousness poured into the instant, causing this black companion flower to grow wildly, and within a few seconds, it was more than a meter high, like a balloon that had been blown up, oh no, it was like a cactus in the desert, swaying and waving in the secret room.

Damn, can I still absorb it?

Come on, I'll let you suck enough!

With this thought, Zhao Dabao tripled the amount of divine consciousness injected again.

The huge divine consciousness that poured in this time was too big, too much, and the black associated flowers seemed to be really about to burst, with fat branches, round flowers and leaves, plus fat petals, I couldn't stand it all of a sudden.

Suddenly, a faint divine thought came to Zhao Dabao's mind, hey, this black silk associated flower actually has a trace of spirituality?

Begging for mercy, surrendering, yes, that's what it means.