Yining City.

A somewhat decadent young man was sitting in an Internet café, carefully reading a post.

He looked very seriously, only his hand rubbing the pendant around his neck from time to time.

It was a black, small jar-like pendant, which did not look delicate, but it was evident from the thick red string that the young man cared deeply about the pendant, fearing that it would be accidentally lost.

The young man was none other than Ling Tian.

Having lost his abilities and the ghosts, he had no power to fight against the oracles of the Old Gods.

After thinking about it, he left the seashore and came to this city thousands of miles away.

The system is not posting tasks, everything seems to be just a dream.

But the pendant around his neck clearly told him that it was not a dream.

After arriving in Yining City, he tried countless ways to open the small canister, but in the end he was in vain.

But I gradually figured out some of the situation.

The small jar is indestructible, but his spiritual power can see everything inside through the small jar, but it can't last too long, otherwise he will have a splitting headache.

What made him even more relieved was that as long as Xiao Can was close to him, those ghosts who had a close relationship with him would regain some of their senses, at least as if they were taking into account his thoughts, and would not attack each other.

It's just that it's too late to understand, and most of the weak ghosts in the small jar have been destroyed.

At this time, only four ghosts were still among them, each occupying a corner, Lulu, He Yao, the monster, and a dark shadow.

It was very strange that Ling Tian didn't remember who this black shadow was, but since it could be inhaled by the small can, it must have something to do with him, at least the existence in the small canister had intersected with him.

And I don't know if any agreement was reached under reason, on the way, Ling Tian had no intention of entering the small can, and the few evil ghosts were all divided by them in an orderly manner.

It's nice to basically keep each other's power balanced, and even if the canisters aren't accidentally put close to each other, they won't be wiped out by each other right away.

But even so, Ling Tian still didn't dare to relax, because every day at noon, when the sun was at its fiercest, even if he held the small jar in his mouth, the ghosts inside would still lose their minds and attack each other.

Ling Tian could only keep looking for the ghosts, taking advantage of their soberness, to let them distribute among each other, and once again reach the balance of power.

As long as they are not integrated, one day, there will be hope.

Hand swiped the wheel on the mouse, the post moved, and he continued to look at it.

My name is Lu Hua, and a year ago, I was introduced by a friend and used my life savings to buy a farmhouse in the suburbs. But this is not a story of showing off my wealth, because I only spent a little more than 100,000 yuan to buy this farmhouse with nearly 1,000 square meters of houses and two large fish ponds.

I was ecstatic at the time, I felt that Lady Luck had finally remembered me and threw me a huge pie, which I regretted and didn't find out at the time, that the pie was poisonous.

After completing the formalities, I used the borrowed money to hire a few workers to repair the house, because it was a suburb after all, so we first cleaned up a house to live in.

With the exception of two workers who were a little closer to home, I stayed at the farmhouse with the other four workers.

On the first night, it was already 12 o'clock when we were done, and as soon as we lay down after eating noodles, we were awakened by the sound of gongs and drums, which was obviously the mourning of someone's death.

Although irritable, we are outsiders after all, and other people's families have died, so we can only cover our ears to death.

But the sound did not stop until three o'clock in the morning, when the youngest Xiao Luo could no longer help but rush out, and there was a burst of abuse outside.

Worried that he would anger the residents here, we hurried out to pull him back, but we didn't expect that Xiao Luo's curse had an effect, and the voice that had been loud for a long time finally stopped.

Because I didn't have a good rest at night, everyone got up to work very late the next day, and I didn't see Xiao Luo when I got up, but the sound of work had already come from outside, and everyone didn't care, and they went to their respective places to work.

When I was eating at noon, I found that the sound of work came from the workers who did not live here at night, and as for Xiao Luo, there was no trace at all.

Just as everyone was about to look for it, Xiao Luo walked back covered in mud, with no expression on his face, looking very strange.

Lao Qi, as a master, also asked, but Xiao Luo just said that he went to help, and it was the family that died last night.

Seeing Xiao Luo's expressionless face, I was just chuckling in my heart, it must have been Xiao Luo scolded someone last night, and people came to settle accounts with Xiao Luo.

Not only me, but also some people among the workers thought of me, and they all clamored to get justice for Xiao Luo. In the end, he was stopped by Lao Qi.

Lao Qi is right, when someone dies, you still go to scold the street, but it's really nothing to punish you for doing some work.

After seeing that Xiao Luo did not have any scars on his body, everyone acquiesced in this way.

It's just that what we didn't expect was that for a few days, Xiao Luo went out early and returned late, and when he came back, he was covered in mud, and the whole person became untalkative.

Even Lao Qi can't stand it anymore, this is unforgiving.

As for me, it is even more to add fuel to the fire.

I can't help it, I'm the most angry in my heart, although I said that I won't be paid, but when it comes to dinner, Xiao Luo always comes back on time, and what is even more infuriating is that Xiao Luo is missing, which has obviously affected my plan to open on an auspicious day.

But no matter what everyone says, Xiao Luo is always the one who helped the dead man's family, and he doesn't say anything else.

His state obviously scared everyone, and everyone was thinking at that time that the family wouldn't really beat Xiao Luo stupid.

In a weak heart, I began to get close to a few residents who often passed by, and from time to time I mentioned the dead man's family, but what we didn't expect was that no one had passed away in the area.

At this moment, everyone was a little confused, and after discussing it, they had the courage to go around several times, and sure enough, there was no trace of death.

But if no one died, what about the mourning of the beating of gongs and drums at night?

And Xiao Luo, who is Xiao Luo helping.

Everyone was really frightened, and in the end, only Lao Qi, who was worried about his apprentice, and Wang Hai, who was the most courageous, stood up, plus I, as the boss here, was forcibly pushed out, and the three of us didn't sleep all night, all monitoring Xiao Luo.

At about 3 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Luo, who was asleep in bed, suddenly sat up, got dressed and walked out.

The three of us pushed and shouted to follow, only to see Xiao Luo go around in a big circle, and I don't know where to find a rusty hoe, and walked back to the forest behind the farmhouse with it on his shoulder.

We followed up to take a look, only to find that Xiao Luo was digging there, and several rectangular pits had been dug side by side.

For a while, the three of us didn't know what Xiao Luo was doing, but we didn't go up to disturb him.

Xiao Luo dug very quickly, unlike when he was working, he smoked for a while, and peed for a while, looking very serious, and after an hour, a rectangular pit appeared, very neat.

But then, Xiao Luo made a move that we didn't expect at all, he jumped directly into the dirt pit and lay down, and it took a while before he stood up and spoke.

"Wang Hai is a lot fatter than me, so he should dig wider."

In a word, the three of us were so scared that we turned around and ran, and Wang Hai didn't even know that the shoes had fallen off.

Back at the place where I lived, I called the other workers up, and everyone crowded into a few motorcycles and went straight home.

As soon as I got home, I was seriously ill, and on the third day, Lao Qi called me and asked me if I could still do the project at the farmhouse.

He told me that it was Xiao Luo's prank at the time, and he was later beaten by Wang Hai. While explaining, Lao Qi also scolded Xiao Luo, and from his words, I could hear that he wanted to finish the project.

I was sure that it was Xiao Luo's prank, and I finally agreed to continue the project, but there was no way, it was all my savings.

This time they came back from the same workers, but no one stayed here at night, and Wang Hai did not come.

When I asked about Wang Hai, Lao Qi said that Wang Hai felt that Xiao Luo's prank was too much, and the two of them had a fight.

There is nothing wrong with this explanation, but I don't know why, I always think of the pit that Xiao Luo dug for Wang Hai at the back of the farmhouse. ’