"I, I?" Hearing that Sanqing asked him to wash the man's face, Zhang Ze was a little reluctant, the person's original dirt was unacceptable to Zhang Ze, who was a little clean, and now he also splashed dirty water, and asked him to wash his face with his hands, which made him how to do it.

"He's your uncle!" said the thin man standing on the side, looking at the excitement, not thinking that it was a big deal, gloating.

"You ......" Zhang Ze originally wanted to say back to the thin man about your uncle, but when he looked up and saw the serious expression on Sanqing's face, he had to swallow back. Then he walked around the small temple, picked up a rag from under the shrine, walked back to the man and squatted down, and wiped his face as he complained.

Zhang Ze slowly wiped the thick dirt on the man's face, and the black color faded little by little, revealing his fair skin. When Zhang Ze wiped his entire face clean, he immediately showed a surprised expression.

"He, he ......" Zhang Ze looked at the familiar face, so nervous that he couldn't speak.

"It's your second uncle, right? I'll just say how could I admit my mistake!" Seeing Zhang Ze like this, the thin-handed man immediately spoke, his tone full of pride.

"Yes, it's my second uncle!" Zhang Ze replied with a vigorous nod.

Sanqing looked down at Second Uncle Zhang, who showed Lushan's true face, his face was very white, but it was unhealthily pale. As Zhang Ze said, he is very delicate, not like a person who will have a rough beard. I guess I've been in this ruined temple for a long time.

"My second uncle is him, what's wrong with him?" Seeing his second uncle lying on the ground, life and death uncertain, Zhang Ze asked Sanqing worriedly.

"He's possessed by that thing! I just forced that thing out of his body, he's just unconscious, it's nothing serious!" Sanqing saw Zhang Ze asking, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"That thing, what is it, master!" The thin man standing behind Sanqing couldn't help but ask after listening to Sanqing's words.

"A cloud of black gas, I haven't figured out what it is!" Sanqing replied in a deep voice, thinking of the black gas that flew out of Second Uncle Zhang's body, Sanqing couldn't help frowning.

"Black, black gas, then, that's not a monster!" Hearing these two words, the thin man immediately thought of it in his head, and finally thought of the demons and monsters in the romance who seemed to be this image.

"That's right! it's a monster!" San Qingqing turned his head coldly and stared at the thin man.

The thin man couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and he didn't know if he was frightened by Sanqing's cold turn, or if he was worried about the black gas.

"What about the monsters?" Zhang Ze suddenly asked.

"Ran away!" Sanqing replied truthfully.

"What, what? I thought you had taken it!" the thin man became even more nervous when he heard this. The chill in his back before was at most a natural reaction to hearing the word youkai, but now his worry was whether the youkai would make a comeback.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely pull him out!" Sanqing promised.

"Then, what should my second uncle do?" asked Zhang Ze.

"You two carry him into the car, let's take him back first, let my friend cure him before I can ask what he wants to know!" Sanqing said categorically.

"Hmm!" Zhang Ze and the thin man nodded, and then they got ready to lift Second Uncle Zhang up.

But as soon as he got closer, the unconscious Second Uncle Zhang suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "You go away, you go away, you let me go!"

"Mom, it's a corpse!" This really startled Zhang Ze and the thin man, and the two jumped back almost at the same time, and then heard the thin man shouting like this.

At the same time as the thin man shouted, Second Uncle Zhang had already stood up from the ground, and after standing up, he repeated the words in his mouth while rushing out of the temple. Seeing this, Sanqing immediately chased after him.

"Lie to you, my uncle is not dead!" Zhang Ze came back to his senses, slapped the thin man on the back fiercely, and said angrily.

Only then did the thin man realize that he was making a fuss, so he hurriedly said, "Chase!" and ran out of the temple as he spoke. Sanqing and the thin man left, and Zhang Ze naturally didn't dare to stay longer, especially when he saw the statue of Yulei, which reminded him of the monster in his dream, and he was uncomfortable, so he ran away.

When the thin man and Zhang Ze ran out of the temple, Sanqing had already caught up with Second Uncle Zhang and grabbed him. Second Uncle Zhang, who was caught, kept struggling, and he still repeated the sentence in his mouth.

"You can see clearly, I'm not him!" Sanqing grabbed Second Uncle Zhang tightly and said loudly.

Second Uncle Zhang raised his head and glanced at Sanqing, and suddenly laughed: "Dao Chief, Dao Chief, you are back!"

"Dao Chief?" Sanqing listened, and the freshman was curious, thinking to himself, could it be that he had seen the dust?

"Dao Chief, you said you would come if you went, this time it will be more than 20 years, but let me wait!" Second Uncle Zhang took Sanqing's hand and said, the smile on his face instantly dissipated, and he actually cried.

He was crying and laughing incoherently, and he really looked like a madman, but Sanqing knew that he was not crazy, but he just knew something that no one else could understand.

"Don't worry, speak slowly!" Sanqing said comforting Second Uncle Zhang.

"Okay, I'll say it slowly, I'll say it slowly!" Second Uncle Zhang let go of Sanqing's hand and said thoughtfully. After a while, he suddenly squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and cried out in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Sanqing hurriedly squatted down to support Second Uncle Zhang, and asked with concern.

"Head, headache! It's about to explode, it's exploding, my head is going to explode!" Second Uncle Zhang hugged his head, shouted in pain, and finally lay down on the ground and rolled.

"What a madman!" The thin man who was watching from a distance looked at Second Uncle Zhang and whispered softly.

"Hey!" Hearing the thin man say this, Zhang Ze couldn't help but sigh a little, he sighed, and then walked towards Sanqing and Second Uncle Xia.

"Don't worry, the master's mana will definitely cure his uncle!" The thin man followed me and comforted Zhang Ze.

"Master, how is he?" Zhang Ze and the thin man walked to Sanqing's side, and the thin man saw Sanqing pressing Second Uncle Zhang's forehead with one hand, and Second Uncle Zhang stopped a little and asked curiously.

"Go to the temple and pick up some pieces of yellow paper for me, quick!" Sanqing raised his head and said loudly to the thin man.

When the thin man heard this, he immediately turned around and ran back to the mountain temple, while Zhang Ze immediately squatted down to help Sanqing hold down his second uncle.

The thin man ran into the mountain temple, squatted down and grabbed a handful of yellow paper when he saw it, and then turned over and ran out of the temple like a frightened rabbit.

"Master, yellow paper!" the thin man ran back to Sanqing's side, shouted loudly, and then handed over the yellow paper in his hand.

(End of chapter)