The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little more solemn.

There was silence all around.

I could hear Yang Qian's breathing gradually becoming heavier.

"Nervous about what?" The old ghost looked at Yang Qian's speechless appearance, and couldn't help but smile, "Using this big sword to break open the demon coffin, it can only be said that the demon coffin has met a nemesis...... Hahaha. ”

The old ghost laughed again.

And Yang Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the old ghost said that he understood, and he said that he understood that Yang Qian used a big sword to break the demon coffin.

A false alarm.

"Alright, you go down first. Come here early tomorrow morning to come to me and train you for your teacher. The old ghost waved his hand.

Yang Qian had been waiting for the old ghost to say this for a long time.

The old ghost's voice fell, and Yang Qian answered yes, then turned around and walked briskly towards the wooden door.

Danzhi took two steps, and was immediately stopped by the old ghost.

"Wait." The old ghost shouted.

Yang Qian stopped instantly, and his heart sank and asked, "What else does the master command?" ”

Yang Qian tried his best to make himself look very respectful to the old ghost.

"You can use a heavy sword?" The old ghost asked.

Yang Qian shook his head and said, "No, I can only barely lift that big sword, and I can only attack it once at most." ”

Yang Qian didn't hide this from the old ghost.

"It's nice to be able to lift up and launch an attack." The old ghost applauded, and after a pause, he waved his hand again and said, "Go down." ”

Although Yang Qian wondered why the old ghost suddenly asked this question, since the old ghost had already let him go, he could only escape first.

Otherwise, when the old ghost realizes something, Yang Qian wants to leave again, it will be too late.

……

On the second day, the sun was rising.

The first moment the old ghost opened the door of the house, he saw Yang Qian.

"So early?" The old ghost was a little surprised, at this time he was sleepy-eyed, only glanced at Yang Qian faintly, and then walked forward to a well.

Yang Qian smiled awkwardly, and didn't mind the old ghost.

In fact, he didn't leave at all, because in this huge palace, Yang Qian really didn't know where to go.

His eyes were fixed on the old ghost.

I saw the old ghost head stretching out in front of the well, probably moving, and then what Yang Qian didn't expect was that the old ghost head was actually taking off his clothes one by one.

"What is this for? Take a bath? Yang Qian was puzzled.

But before Yang Qian could think about it, he only heard a plop, and there was a splash in the well, and the old ghost plunged into the well.

The old ghost probably sank to the bottom of the well, and the well water returned to calm, and there was no sound around him.

Only the clothes lying on the ground made Yang Qian sure that everything that had happened just now was true.

"Taking a bath in here, it really doesn't follow common sense." Yang Qian muttered to himself in his heart.

Although he had not been in contact with the old ghost for a long time, Yang Qian was used to the eccentricity of the old ghost.

If he didn't jump in, Yang Qian would feel strange.

The old ghost head went to take a bath, and Yang Qian was also idle, and began to practice swords in the open space.

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, I only heard the well water begin to boil and surge, and suddenly there was a bang, and a water column like a water dragon rose to the sky, splashing all over the sky.

Whoa!

The water column rushed straight up to a height of ten meters, and then fell down with a bang, and the nakedness, body, nakedness, and body of the old ghost head were also presented in mid-air, in front of Yang Qian's eyes.

"I'll go, it's too arrogant." Yang Qian's gaze quickly swept over the old ghost's naked body. Although the old ghost is old, his figure does look like he is old and strong.

The muscles have not atrophied and the contours of the muscles are still well-defined.

With a glance, Yang Qian's gaze finally fell between the old ghost's legs.

I saw a pillar of optimus in the dark grass!

"Damn, is this old guy taking a shower or what?" Yang Qian almost spurted blood.

He's a lot older, that guy is still so strong, what is this for?

Could it be that this old guy is an old, perverted, ghost?

Perhaps sensing Yang Qian's gaze, the old ghost head quickly landed, stretched out his hand, and all the clothes that were originally scattered on the ground were pasted on, and they were put on his body in three or two clicks.

"Comfortable!" The old ghost head was refreshed and majestic.

The old ghost glanced at Yang Qian, saw that Yang Qian was still looking at him, and asked, "What are you looking at?" You can't have a problem with your orientation and fall in love with my beauty, right? ”

Ga!

Yang Qian's eyes were about to fall out.

Fancy his beauty?

The old ghost can even say it, isn't he ashamed?

Yang Qian almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

Yang Qian shook his head in fright and said, "No...... You...... Very...... Handsome! ”

Yang Qian couldn't say such a thing against his will, but for his own safety, Yang Qian had to say so.

Fortunately, after Yang Qian said this, the old ghost did not delve into this issue, but glanced at Yang Qian slyly and said, "You can also go and wash." ”

Yang Qian smiled bitterly: "No, I just washed it." ”

"You're welcome." The old ghost smiled and hid the knife, and then before Yang Qian could react, the old ghost grabbed Yang Qian's wrist, and with his arm was forced, he directly picked Yang Qian up, and slammed it twice in the air, Yang Qian only felt dizzy, and then pounced, and Yang Qian fell heavily into the deep well.

Just as soon as he came into contact with the well water, Yang Qian changed color.

"Holy, what is this?" Yang Qian screamed miserably.

The well water, which was supposed to be cool, was boiling hot at the moment.

"Hey, fuck, is this boiling water?" His whole body was soaked in the hot well water, and Yang Qian felt that he was about to be cooked. He wanted to rise to the sky, but at this moment, the old ghost head waved his arm, and a solid barrier covered the mouth of the well.

With Yang Qian's current cultivation, there is no way to break through at all.

Yang Qian even used his spiritual power to resist the temperature, but Yang Qian's spiritual power was running, and Yang Qian was surprised to find that the spiritual power quickly dissipated in the well water.

"It's this ghost situation again, and you can't use spiritual power. This is the rhythm that will be scalded to death! Yang Qian felt a hot pain all over his body. The whole body has been burned and blistered, and the skin is about to fall off.

"Little one, enjoy the hot springs, I'll take a break on the side, and call me when I'm done." As he spoke, the old ghost leaned against the wall not far away, and in almost a second, there was a thunderous snoring.

"Hey!! Don't fall asleep! Yang Qian shouted, but the old ghost could still hear it.

After a period of struggling and shouting to no avail, Yang Qian almost collapsed.

"****, enjoy your uncle, this is boiling water, what kind of hot spring is it? Death, man, ah! "I felt the hot pain all over my body. Although he knew that it was useless to operate his spiritual power, Yang Qian still desperately released the Frost Sword Qi, as long as he could relieve the boiling heat of this well water a little, it would be good.

If you go on like this, you have to be burned to death.

"This old man is not dead, taking a bath can turn cold water into boiling water, and I will take it too!" Yang Qian wanted to cry without tears.

He suddenly realized what a wrong choice it was to worship the old ghost as a teacher.

Where is he teaching disciples, he is completely dying to death!

"**** Your ancestors !!!! for eighteen generations" Yang Qian scolded.