"Why are you still following me?"

This is what Lao Ba said.

He walked fast and stood in front of the lame, apparently trying to unload the mill and throw the donkey after eating. During the eating method, the eighth child noticed the strangeness of this place, such as some overly intact building plaques that have been preserved for thousands of years. Not only is the place weird, but the people are also weird, such as the lame man who is stingy to the depths of his bone marrow and takes the initiative to invite him to dinner.

"Brother Dao is so free and easy, he is really not a mortal, so Tianjiao is here to say goodbye, what are the instructions, Brother Dao can go to my hexagram stall to find me."

The lame man was stunned, then said something in a crepe manner, and then arched his hand to leave, leaving in the direction of another street.

Lao Ba looked at the figure of the cripple gradually moving away, his eyes narrowed, and he began to think about what to do in the future.

The six incense blessing bags in his arms were still wafting out wisps of incense gas, and before those incense gases could be dispersed outside, they were absorbed by Lao Ba and transformed into a massive amount of pure aura, promoting the operation of the ghostly flame and the secret of the soul.

After a meal, although the breath of the eighth child is still the third layer of qi training, the real cultivation has been improved from the third layer of qi training to the peak of the ninth layer of qi training, and looking at the loosening of the sea gate in the body, maybe there is no need to build the foundation pill and auxiliary elixir to successfully complete the foundation building.

Just a little feeling, the eighth child found that the incense qi is similar to the power of faith, and the six yellow-orange blessing bags are also made of incense qi, which is precious and abnormal, if it is completely absorbed, it can push his cultivation to the realm of the Yuan Infant.

It's a pity that the incense is too advanced, and his cultivation is still low and he can't swallow the lucky bag directly, otherwise this time the game will end in a much earlier time.

It was already dawn, and the streets of Yong'an County began to appear with sparse pedestrians, and nearby vegetable farmers drove vegetable carts, carrying fresh and tender green Chinese cabbage for sale.

"Chinese cabbage costs two pennies a tree! Fresh Chinese cabbage! ”

The early passers-by bumped into the old man with a black face, and as if they had seen a ghost, they took a detour one after another.

The eighth child was used to being disliked, and he didn't say anything superfluous about the unqualified behavior of passers-by, he frowned, thinking about how he could leave this strange place.

He rushed over from Muzhou next to Qingzhou in his early years, and as soon as he entered the boundary of Qingzhou, there were obviously fewer ghosts and weirdness, and the strange formation that suppressed his strength was in Qingzhou.

If you want to quickly improve your strength and find something valuable, Lao Ba must leave Qingzhou as soon as possible, but Qingzhou has a vast territory, and it takes ten days and a half months for a fast horse to travel day and night.

Obviously, Lao Ba didn't even have a horse, and as a junior monk who practiced qi at the third level, he could at most put a gallop on his legs.

There's no way, so go borrow a horse.

Lao Ba just saw a few high-rollers running towards the restaurant before, riding good fast horses, he rolled his eyes, and turned his head and walked towards the restaurant. After a short time, the eighth child got a red horse and rode it towards the direction of the city gate.

After begging for fortune telling in Yongan County for several years, Lao Ba did not have any friends, and he left this time without any concern.

The city gate he chose was the East Gate, and the East Gate was hundreds of miles to the east, which was the boundary of another large state, Haozhou, and the distance in other directions was much farther.

Lao Ba rode a fast horse and just galloped out of the east gate of the county, and the momentum on his body suddenly increased and reached the fifth level of qi training.

The fifth layer of Qi training was already able to fly for a short time, but the flight speed was not much faster than that of a fast horse, so Lao Ba continued to ride the borrowed red horse all the way to the east.

Along the way, the eighth saw the white scarf swaying on the tree, the terrifying figure in the river, and an iron-faced ghost with a blue face and fangs, with the vicissitudes of life of the old devil in Lounan for hundreds of years.

The sky in the world was a little gray, and something could be seen flying back and forth in the gray clouds from the ground.

Ordinary people don't dare to stare at the sky, and Lao Bazi is not an ordinary person, so his eyes are cast to the sky from time to time, and he watches with great interest a powerful reggae with cyan fleshy wings skimming through the clouds.

The reggae sensed keenly, and immediately noticed the gaze from below, and looked down, and then saw the old man with a black face.

I don't know if it's because Lao Ba's appearance is similar to him, or because he saw something else, Reggae was stunned, and he nodded slightly at Lao Ba before flapping his wings and flying into the clouds.

The eighth touched the top of his bare head, and for the first time he was a little complacent about being ugly.

Fortunately, I am ugly, so I don't have to experience love and hate.

He didn't know that the reggae who had already flown away was secretly laughing at him in his heart. Recently, the monks who have come to collect spirits have very good strength, but their brains are a little pitted, how can they hang the blessing bag outside, that is not to make it clear that I am not a local, I am here to collect spirits, all talented ghosts and monsters do not go, obediently enter the bag.

In fact, it is not the fault of the eighth child to hang the lucky bag outside, there are a few pieces of rotten cloth hanging on his body, and he can't hold the lucky bag at all, so he can only hang six lucky bags in a row on the straw rope tied around his waist, so it looks a little ostentatious.

A few hours later, the swaggering old man passed by a small forest, and suddenly a large family with red bricks and green tiles suddenly appeared in front of him.

This place is dozens of miles away from the nearest county seat, there is no village in front of the village, there is no shop behind it, even an ordinary person will feel that something is not quite right when he sees this manor at first glance, of course the eighth child also knows that this is a ghost house, but he only borrowed a horse, this horse has long been tired and out of breath after several hours of galloping.

He is a cultivator, and he can not rest, but the horse is an ordinary horse, and if he is tired, he may fall to the ground and die.

The eighth man slapped a ban on the horse's body to make sure it wouldn't run away, and then walked to the door, pressed the knocker on the door, and knocked on the door.

"It's coming, it's coming! Don't worry. ”

A delicate and soft woman's voice came from inside the door.

The eighth stood by the door and waited.

It's obviously a miniature ghost domain, but I don't know how long it's been here.

The door "creaked" open, a charming little lady in a pink low-cut shirt walked out, she saw the black-faced monk standing outside the door, startled, but after feeling that this ugly monk is far more powerful than ordinary people, she smiled like a flower, and hurriedly pulled the old eight to go inside, chattering while walking.

"The slave maid was originally the concubine of Li Guanren, and a year ago there were some strange things at home, and only the concubine was left in this house, and she was lonely."

The little lady said, looking at the eighth child with that coquettish look, and there were a lot of hints between words.

"Monk, I've been on the road for a long time, so I'm going to trouble Mrs. to make some food."

The old man walked steadily to the courtyard.

If he hadn't rolled up the six incense bags and put them away, the ghost beside him wouldn't even have the ability to get close to him.

Thinking that the things that this little lady brought up might disgust herself for a while, the eighth stopped walking and walking, and grabbed to the side with a wave of his right hand, the faint red flame covered his palm, burning the surrounding air a little black, and before the flame palm touched the skin of the ghost, the ghost screamed and hurriedly dodged to the side.

If you change to an old ghost in the realm of transforming gods, there is a little possibility of dodging this catch, but this ghost is just an ordinary little ghost soldier, and the main ability is still a small magic such as psychedelia, was caught by the old eight, and was immediately grabbed by the neck and lifted up, and the condensed body was illusory at once, and the soul that was about to be burned by the ghost flame was scattered, but it was poured into the ground by the old eight, and he walked in regardless of it.

"Make something you can eat, and I'll spare your lives."

The old man snorted coldly, and did not go into the house, but came to a stone pavilion and sat down, and the old god looked at the layout of the courtyard.

The little lady was caught and lost half of her life, and after falling to the ground, she fainted a little, and she didn't dare to distinguish when she heard the voice of the ugly monk, so she knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, thanking the Taoist for not killing, and then got up and ran to a side room.

The door was originally empty, and at this time there was a handsome white-faced scholar standing, and when the scholar saw the previous scene, he was still in shock at this time, and his gaze towards the monk was also full of fear.

As soon as the monk entered the courtyard, the scholar felt a gaze approaching, and before he could remind the lady, his ghost concubine was caught and lost half of his life. If you can't catch someone, you will be caught, but it is difficult for a ghost to live, and it is a blessing to be able to survive in the hands of such a profound monk.

There was indeed some food in the kitchen, but it was not something for living people to eat, and the ghost couple caught a few fish in the pond of the manor, and a local chicken in the forest outside, and racked their brains to make a good meal.

Lao Ba rushed all morning, although he was not very hungry but a little thirsty, but he was in a hurry when he left Yongan County, but he didn't bring water, and after eating, he found a gourd in the ghost house filled with water and hung it on his waist, which temporarily solved the problem of drinking water on the road.

After eating and drinking well, the eighth summoned the horses that were grazing not far away, and then went back on the road to the east.

Even if it is a miniature ghost domain, it is not something that can be shaken during the Qi cultivation period, he may have the ability to reluctantly destroy this ghost mansion, but soon this ghost mansion will still be restored to its original state, and the dead ghost couple in the ghost mansion will also be resurrected. This is also the reason why he promised not to do it, because it is useless to do it.