"Fourth, are you going to start? I can't wait!" Fang Zihao said excitedly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Watching ghost movies and small **** is Fang Zihao's favorite, which makes him just as excited, especially the female ghost who looks good.

"Whew!" Erha stood on the table, wagging his little tail, very excited.

"The third dog's dog is really different, maybe it can still ......be a ghost," Fang Zihao muttered.

"Shhhhhhh

There was no light in the room, and three candles were lit, which made Lin Cheng's face flush.

Lin Cheng slowly spoke:

"When I was seventeen years old, I was still living in an old house in Sanhe Village, with a half-withered old locust tree in front of the door, and a dry well two meters away, full of black mud ......."

Gather people to talk about ghost stories at night, this is a compulsory course for members of the ghost club, although Lin Cheng has not been in the club for a long time, two simple sentences, immediately adjust the atmosphere, and tighten everyone's heartstrings little by little.

"The old man disappeared that year, and the villagers searched for a day and a night, and finally found his body in the dry well, and when he scooped it up, his two eyes were already hollow ......"

Plop~

The candle moves with the wind, flickering on and off.

Gusts of yin wind seemed to blow out of Lin Cheng's body, blowing on everyone's backs, gloomy and cool.

The village chief invited four farmers to drag the old man up, put him on the coffin board, and put it in the ancestral hall for the night. That night, all four of the croppers who carried the corpses died......"

Lin Cheng's story unfolds little by little.

……

An hour later.

Everyone crept away in groups of three or five, and there was silence in the corridor, and the needle drop was visible.

"Fourth, your ghost story is so terrible, I don't dare to sleep when I hear it......" The head of the room, Zhao Zhi, pulled the quilt tightly and shrunk in the corner of the bed.

"Roar!"

Fang Zihao suddenly scammed the corpse, making the head of the room pale in fright, and then he scolded loudly, and the atmosphere finally eased up a little.

Zhao Zhi couldn't help but ask softly again: "Fourth, what's this story called?"

"Ghost licking lamp!" Fang Zihao said.

"Ghost licking lamp...... It's a bit like the famous name on the Internet, but if the ghost licks the lamp, won't he lick the candle oil, or will his tongue get stuck in the light bulb or something?" asked the head of the room, tremblingly.

"Chief, can't you just want him to lick your back, lick your face, what's scary?!" everyone burst into laughter.

Lin Cheng rubbed his eyes and said excitedly: "Room Chief, Second Brother, and Brother Fan, if you are interested, you can look forward to a super live broadcast prepared by Sikong Huai for the "July Ghost Festival", the name is "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking", several core backbones of the Ghost Club have been preparing for a long time, and it must be very exciting by then!"

"Halloween live broadcast? 100 ghosts walk at night!" everyone was surprised: "Where is the location?

"I don't know the location, they keep it a secret, and the time is Halloween in a month. Lin Cheng smiled helplessly.

"A month later?!" Fang Zihao was already excited: "There are female ghosts who give me priority, I like pure sister paper in the Republic of China." ”

The head of the room, Zhao Zhi, looked hesitant, and dared to fight against curiosity.

"Whew!"

Erha was afraid of the golden egg, so Yi Fan put its nest on the bed table, so that it was closer to him, so that Erha didn't make a fuss.

"If you have a chance, you must take a look!" Yi Fan nodded, he never believed in these things, but the story told by the fourth child was indeed not bad.

"A month later, a hundred ghosts will walk at night!" Fang Zihao was overjoyed, turned over and fell asleep.

……

I slept late tonight, and when everyone went to sleep, it was almost 1 o'clock in the morning.

Yi Fan had already cut to the drifting bottle page, confirmed that everyone was asleep, and stretched out his hand:

Bite!

A clear bang!

The familiar system sound is heard:

"The robbery is successful! Grab the Tianzi No. 1 shop: 'Big green teleportation bottle'!"

A giant bottle staggered up from the sea, and Yi Fan couldn't wait to open it immediately:

A gleaming red book floated out.

The book is divided into nine chapters, including autobiography, Taoism, exercises, elixirs, refining tools, formations, talismans, humanities, and afterword, and is the supreme classic of cultivating truth. ”

"Great!" Yi Fan was overjoyed.

What he lacked was an understanding of the entire cultivation world!

Now he is simply holding a big gold mine in his hand, but he is like a headless fly, stumbling headlong in this world.

This feeling is so uncomfortable for him!

He needs a clear path that will allow him to understand where he is sailing!

Yi Fan was overjoyed in his heart, and the delayed system tone suddenly sounded again:

"Note: The Xiuzhen Red Book! was made up by Qingyangzi after drinking, so he was hunted down by the fairy world, and his person has died ......"

Yi Fan: "Uh......"

Drunk nonsense?!

You can still play like this?!

A heart of hope was shattered!

It's really a day!

(Woooooooooooo Erha muttered in his sleep. ）

Bad bottle!

There are so many exercises and classics in the world, but you grabbed a stall!

Qingyangzi is also worry-free when he dies!

Who told you to write nonsense and harm future generations!

"Wait?!Something is wrong!" Yi Fan thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

I was almost misled by the drifting bottle!

I waited too anxiously today, and I almost forgot a detail:

First of all, it's a "big green teleportation bottle"!

This means that this Xiuzhen Red Book is only a grade lower than the Kunpeng True Blood that was salvaged with the "Super Large Green Teleportation Bottle" before!

Its value is self-evident!

Moreover, Yi Fan still remembered that Huang Teng Zhenren once mentioned a "Qingyang senior" in his letter to Fairy Qinglan.

In the letter, Huang Teng Zhenren claimed that the idea of simplifying the Quenching Pill was inspired by the Qingyang senior, and that Qingyang's senior's attainments in the pill had reached the peak, enough to rank in the top ten of the Xuanyin Continent, comparable to the level of true immortals.

At that time, Yi Fan just secretly laughed at Huang Teng's cunning, and even used celebrities to label himself with gold.

Now it seems that the "Qingyang senior" mentioned by Huang Teng Zhenren is very likely to be Qingyangzi.

In addition, the remarks on the drifting bottle read, "Qingyangzi made up nonsense after drinking, so he was hunted down by the whole world." ”

There can be two understandings here, one intuitive understanding is: "Qingyangzi writes blindly, misleads people's children, and is hunted down and killed by the enemy." ”

But combined with other background information, another understanding can be introduced, only more implicitly: "Qingyangzi wrote a precious classic, which was popular with people, killing people and taking treasures." ”

Isn't it written in the correct explanation of this drifting bottle that it is "the supreme book of cultivation"?

Qingyangzi, who can be compared to the existence of a true immortal, how can it be a drunken nonsense?

The remarks in this drifting bottle are clearly intended to mislead me!

It's a lot of harm!

Hmph, little Bichi!

After Yi Fan communicated, he was glad in his heart, and couldn't help sneering, and reached out to grab it.

The dazzling red light flashed, and the classic book immediately appeared in Yi Fan's hand.

"It's really a red book......

Yi Fan thought it was just looking so small, but he didn't expect that after the classics arrived, they were only a little bigger than an eraser, is this to see my dog's eyes? !

Speechless.

The name of this book "Self-cultivation of Cultivators" is not only rustic and scummy, but also looks very bad, red and black, crooked and ugly, written crookedly and ugly, and the handwriting is really like an earthworm.

"I can only pray that Qingyangzi is not a god, let's do it......"

Yi Fan opened the red treasure book speechlessly.

Hey?!

Why can't you break it?!

Yi Fan looked at it fixedly, and almost didn't get angry!

The book marks on this side, page by page, are specially engraved?!

In fact, there are no pages at all, and you can't open them at all!

Oh! It's been a long time to see you today!

Why do you still write books like this?

Yi Fan's heart was shattered into mud, and he couldn't help but turn the red book upside down and look at it, his eyes couldn't help but light up!

On the back of the red treasure book, the runes are dense, and it is a bloody phalanx!

Yi Fan was shocked in his heart, as soon as his eyes touched the blood array, there was a buzz in his brain, and he immediately fell into the abyss, and the whole person lost consciousness, and his eyes were dumbfounded.

Yi Fan's thumb involuntarily pressed towards the blood word phalanx!

Chi!

The blood words suddenly jumped up, like countless blood snakes, just biting Yi Fan's thumb!

Qi and blood immediately flowed backwards from Yi Fan's thumb! Like a mountain pouring into the sea! It was like being sucked into a bottomless pit!

Yi Fan bit the tip of his teeth, his consciousness finally recovered, and when he found the scene in front of him, he was even more frightened, but his whole body couldn't move, allowing the blood snake to continue to suck the qi and blood of his whole body, and the surface of his body dried up little by little, revealing emaciated bones!

If he sucks like this for another half an hour, Yi Fan will definitely be sucked alive and turned into a dried corpse!

Chi!

With a soft sound, the bloody mouths of countless blood snakes loosened, and suddenly drilled back into the red treasure book, and the blood word phalanx lit up with a strange red light!

Yi Fan's mind seemed to be heavily condensed, and in a trance, there was a burst of evil laughter:

"Giggles, I see, I see, I see!!"

"The old man is proud of his talents, a fellow practitioner of immortals and demons, and he has cultivated in this life, half of his body is an immortal, and half of his body has become a demon! For more than 3,000 years, he has been unrivaled in the Xuanxia Continent, but he has never been able to step into the immortal realm for half a step! He has ended up with the destruction of his Dao body! On the contrary, he has cheapened you, a mortal who is obsessed with power! It's ridiculous!"

"Anyway, creation makes people! Isn't it the fate of the underworld! I think the old man was greedy for mana five thousand years ago, and he also entered the Tao with mortal roots and planted immortal and demon roots! Since it is reincarnation, it is not impossible to give it to you!"

"I'm afraid that in this world, since the old man, there will be fairies and demons!

The ghostly laughter was like a cone, which made Yi Fan tingle all over his body and almost fainted!

Strike!

The red light on the surface of the red treasure book dispersed, turning into a small piece of quaint square jade, which fell heavily on Yi Fan's chest!

Immortals, demons, tricks!

The three big words echoed in Yi Fan's mind like a bell!

Yi Fan finally exhausted the last trace of qi and blood and fell into a deep sleep.

Thank you for calling me the king, listening to the thoughts, half if the floating life and half like a dream, a day of poetry, and Yue Wuji's reward!

The shrimp man said that he would not owe everyone more! It's just that this chapter is late, I'm sorry!