In the county office, the county magistrate, with dark skin and a dignified face, sat in the hall and asked in a deep voice: "Do you have any grievances, tell the official in detail." ”

Lu Tong was stunned, frowning, and silent for a while.

Seeing that Lu Tong didn't speak, the county magistrate said softly: "Little brother, don't be afraid, what do you say, don't worry, no one dares to retaliate against you, whoever dares to touch a single hair of you, the government will dare to ask for half his life." ”

"I ...... I can't remember. Lu Tong replied slightly apologetically, secretly hating how he was so forgetful.

"Well, it's okay, that's it, Xing Zhu, you take the little brother to the back hall to make a record. The county magistrate quickly commanded Xing Zhu.

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

"Think slowly, don't rush, even if you really can't remember, when you think about it one day, you can come at any time. The county magistrate got up and said to Lu Tong.

Lu Tong smiled apologetically at the county master, followed behind Xing Yu, and walked to the back hall.

An hour later.

"Little brother, eat something and think slowly. ”

I don't know when, Xing Yu quickly came to Lu Tong's side with a vegetable plate.

"I'm really sorry, Lu is too forgetful, maybe it's not a big deal, otherwise he won't forget. Lu Tong raised his head and smiled at Xing Zhukuai, but suddenly saw the vegetable plate in Xing Zhukuai's hand, two bowls of rice, a plate of green vegetables, and an empty plate.

What a familiar feeling, why there are two bowls of rice.

"It's not a big deal, and the government doesn't want the people under its rule to suffer great grievances. Xing Zhukuai smiled kindly, put the food on the table, and left.

Lu Tong lowered his head and pondered, always feeling that something was wrong.

Suddenly, he found that his arms were bulging, and he reached out to take it out, and it was something sent by the old man, wrapped in oiled paper.

Lu Tong put things on the table and opened them little by little.

Rumble!

Lu Tong looked at the green pastries on the table, his eyes instantly turned red, and his face began to distort and hideous.

Crisp Tea Cake ......

Mother......

Juan'er......

When I think about it, everything comes to mind.

It's as if time has gone back to that day.

Lu Tong ran to the street with this firewood knife.

There are only a few pedestrians on the street.

Lu Tong, whose face was covered with blood, grabbed a young man in coarse linen clothes on the side of the road, with a gray face, "Please, help me, my lady was arrested by that group of people, help me." ”

The young man swallowed his saliva, glanced at the blood-dripping firewood knife in Lu Tong's hand, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll help you, you go to find someone again, the two of us will definitely not work." ”

"Thank you, thank you. Lu Tong was overjoyed, turned around and began to look for other well-wishers.

The young man took advantage of the moment when Lu Tong turned around, and ran away.

At this time, the surrounding pedestrians scattered and fled, so as not to be "caught" by Lu Tong.

"You ......" Lu Tong muttered in despair, and suddenly knelt on the ground, "Which of you can do well, help me." ”

"Young man...... If you want to give me a bite to eat, I'll sell you my life......" An old beggar on the side of the road said weakly.

When Lu Tong heard this, the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, and handed the crisp tea cake wrapped in oil paper in his arms to the old beggar.

The old beggar snatched the crisp tea cake, tore off the oil paper twice, and stuffed it all into his mouth.

"You've eaten everything, you can go and help me. Lu Tong pinched the old beggar's shoulder and said with hope.

"Uh...... Belch...... Water...... Water ......" The old beggar puffed out his eyes and hammered his chest hard.

Lu Tong looked back and forth in a panic, wanting to find water, but the old beggar suddenly stopped, and the whole person stared at Lu Tong with a distorted face.

Lu Tong probed the old beggar's nostrils with trembling hands......

Not breathing...... Choked to death......

"Hahaha......" Lu Tong smiled nervously, got up slowly, and limped towards the inn.

After Lu Tong entered, the old beggar rolled his eyes, leaned against the wall comfortably, closed his eyes and chewed the delicious food in his mouth.

That night, the Black Mountain mass grave next to the Heishui River outside Sanshui City.

Four sacks were thrown into mass graves.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Lu Tong's fingernails began to grow wildly, two front teeth protruded, and white fluff covered his entire face.

At this moment, the red mangs in the heart were flourishing, enveloping the landing pass.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Tong found that the scene in front of him began to shatter and reorganize.

It's still that bright and unusually bright sky, noisy streets.

Lu Tong felt a little uncomfortable in his head, as if he had forgotten something.

"Catch the thief!"

What a familiar sound.

..................

"Dao Xuan, the principle of the psychic eye in this Xuanxin Foundation Technique is actually to temporarily enable your eyes to see a special wavelength of light.

Basically, everything in the world can reflect light, and ghosts are no exception, but the wavelength of their reflection is extremely long, and ordinary people can't see it.

You have to understand this principle, okay, you can try to operate the law, and look at the unjust souls all over the mountains. ”

In the mass grave of Montenegro, Zhou Fan led Dao Xuan to stand at the highest place, overlooking the entire Montenegro.

"One"

Dao Xuan chanted a slogan, and then pinched the mana, and then his eyes became deeper.

"Many. Dao Xuan stared at the unjust souls and spat out a word.

That's more.

Basically every mountain rock in the entire Black Mountain is attached to the yin spirit, so as to ensure that the soul does not disperse.

There are no gods and Buddhas in this world, and there may be no hell in the underworld, so naturally there is no yin difference to attract ghosts.

So these yin spirits, in order to have a chance to be reincarnated, instinctively gathered together and attached themselves to the stone.

Even in the distance, there are constantly dead ghosts who are instinctively driven to rush here.

Once it is dawn and they have not yet arrived, then there is only a soul to say.

"Well, there's something like that. Zhou Fan was slightly moved.

I saw that in the "Sea of Souls", the soul of a young man was covered with black gas that was invisible to ordinary people, and he was shuttling in the "Sea of Souls" with a confused face.

Zhou Fan knew that the description of this kind of ghost in the Xuanxin Basic Technique was called a powerful ghost.

The ghost is a terrible person, who suffered great physical and mental torture during his lifetime, causing a breath of resentment to linger, and has strong strength after death.

It's just that once you take revenge and vent your resentment, it's time for your soul to be scattered.

Zhou Fan's understanding is different, the ghost is an ordinary person who comprehends the true meaning of martial arts similar to hatred.

The true meaning of martial arts is the essence of spiritual power, but it is difficult for ordinary people to grasp, and it is difficult to control without enough wisdom and awareness, which can easily lead to mental chaos.

The true meaning of the hateful type of martial arts is to make people break through the limit, regardless of themselves, and forcibly exercise their strength beyond their own endurance.

As a powerful ghost, every time he makes a move, he will overdraw his soul energy until he dies.

However, what moved Zhou Fan was not because this young man was a powerful ghost.

It is the young man's true spirit that is incomplete, most of which is his own, and the other half is the true spirit of a cuckoo.

The soul is the body, and the true spirit is the gene of the soul.

Not only that, as a powerful ghost, the young man should have taken revenge and brought disaster to the world until his soul was gone.

But in the heart of his soul, a rat ghost is exuding his soul power, constantly soothing the young man's mind, hoping that the young man will forget his hatred and become an ordinary ghost.

In this way, in this world without the underworld, there is a slight chance of reincarnation.

"Hey, you should have taken revenge and vanished, but there are two creatures willing to sacrifice themselves for your chance.

You are also special, the old man will take you away first, and he will overtake you when he has the opportunity. ”

After saying that, Zhou Fan waved his hand, the cuffs were open, and a suction force aimed at the young soul appeared out of thin air, collecting the young soul into his sleeve.