was counted by the old man in a fog, Xie Xiaoman felt that he didn't know what he meant, so he listened to the old man continue: "Look at my ghost domain, which place is not a projection of the yang world." A new house was built in the sun, and I had a new house here. If there is a rebellion in the yang world, we will all suffer here. As for the little money that is sacrificed every year, it is just to give some faith power and ensure that our ghosts will not be scattered. Think about it yourself, what is the use of us doubling our money? ”

Xie Xiaoman's heart moved and asked, "What do you mean......?"

The old man snorted coldly and threw the piece of paper back to Xie Xiaoman: "You are also a person who has opened your spiritual sense, take a good look at this piece of paper yourself, can you have half a bit of ghost energy?"

Xie Xiaoman suddenly realized, and hurriedly got up and apologized: "It's true that I can't understand the world, not only wronged Mr., but also stirred up the unquiet here, but fortunately, Mr. broke it with a word."

The old man sighed softly, shook his head, and said, "It's no wonder, people in the world are afraid of ghosts, how do we know that we are more afraid of them?" If everyone in the yang world lives well, our days can be leisurely. Once the war is chaotic, it will only be displaced for the people of the yang world, but for us, we will no longer be worshipped, just waiting for the day when the soul will be scattered. Every year, we ask for some private money for memorials, just to let these future generations not forget their ancestors, and we can survive for a few more days. Hehe, our kind of life is really called looking up to people's breath. ”

Xie Xiaoman understood the truth, thinking that people would live like this after they died, but they didn't know where they would end up after they died. Is it a thousand years later, or still in this Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. But no matter what, if you are forgotten, you will end up in disgrace.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Xie Xiaoman asked curiously: "If this is the case, wouldn't a character like Emperor Qin and Han Wu never be gone?"

"Ghosts can also cultivate immortals, characters like them have already received enough faith power to feather and soar, how can they be regarded as ghosts. It's just that small people like us can survive with a little blessing from future generations. ”

Xie Xiaoman sighed in his heart, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

The old man saw what she meant, shook his head and smiled: "I'm hundreds of years old, can't I let go of these?" You kid don't have to worry about the underworld, someone pretends to be a ghost and is a mystery, that's what you should worry about, so go ahead. ”

Xie Xiaoman responded, turned around after thanking him, walked to the door but paused, turned around and asked suspiciously: "I don't know what happened six years ago, what happened?"

The old man shook his head and said: "No one can tell this matter, at that time, the aura of the underworld was suddenly chaotic, and several cattle in the field were disturbed, and one of them somehow found a way out, and disturbed the yang. Huh......" The old man suddenly thought of something and asked, "This little immortal master, I'm afraid he has something to do with that Guo immortal master." ”

"Indeed, they came together." Xie Xiaoman scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I came to disturb you because I was ignorant, that Guo Immortal Master was drunk and unconscious, otherwise, this disturbance would not have happened, please don't be angry, sir." ”

This was Xie Xiaoman's true words, and she was a little annoyed by her carelessness. Obviously, you can see the mystery from that piece of paper, but I didn't expect that I ran away inexplicably and caused so many messy things.

But fortunately, the trip was worth it, and I learned a lot about ghosts, which was really interesting.

The old man couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he heard this, and praised: "Although the little immortal master is inexperienced and doesn't know much about the world, it is better to have a conscience, which is a must-have for immortal cultivators." With this kind thought in his heart alone, presumably Xiaoxian will be a person with great opportunities in his future practice. ”

Xie Xiaoman blushed when he was praised, and said "don't dare".

The old man took out something from his arms, handed it to Xie Xiaoman, and instructed: "This is the power of faith that I have accumulated in the underworld for more than 300 years.

Xie Xiaoman looked down and saw that it was a jade pendant, which looked like it was not much different from the mortal world, but it exuded a faint light, but it was not ghostly, but warm, with a pale yellow halo.

Hearing the old man's description of this object, Xie Xiaoman hurriedly refused: "I obviously brought a lot of trouble this time, although I was kind, I also did bad things, and I was not punished, so can I accept this kind of thing?" Besides, didn't Sir say that you can only rely on the power of such faith to keep your soul from wandering, and what if you say that it is handed over to me at this time?"

"Even if you keep accumulating the power of faith, when the manpower is poor, the same is true of ghosts. Life expectancy is 100 years, and ghosts also have a lifespan. I have been in Hades for more than 300 years, and now the end is near. This power of faith, even if you don't stay, will be scattered between heaven and earth again when my soul is gone. Rather than be wasted, it is better to leave it to you, the person with a good heart. ”

Xie Xiaoman still hesitated, feeling that this thing was too heavy: "What if it is handed over to other ghosts?"

"That doesn't have much effect, from people to ghosts, from the yang world to the underworld, after such an experience, the views on life and death are completely different, what is the difference between three years and three hundred years, ghosts like us, after all, it is impossible to transform into immortals. Rather than wasting the power of faith, it is better to give it to you hopeful. At that time, once you really cultivate to become immortals, we will also make some merits, and we will come and go between heaven and earth in vain. ”

Xie Xiaoman only felt that the weight in his hand was heavy, although it was obviously just a fluttering jade pendant, it was the result of three hundred years of faith, and all kinds of things during it were naturally ethereal with mortals.

In a trance, he understood something a little, Xie Xiaoman no longer shirked, thanked him in his arms, and fell to the ground again, and resigned.

Returning to the yang world with the help of the wind amulet, Xie Xiaoman remembered that he didn't even know the name of the old man, only the faintly glowing jade pendant that exuded a faint heat.