The Urban Weird Show is our local show here, and it's very interesting and has a lot of ratings.

That is, talk about some seemingly supernatural events, and then ask a few so-called "experts" to analyze them, and finally come up with a so-called scientific explanation.

For this kind of show, we occasionally watch it, which is also quite interesting, but we don't pay much attention to it, and I feel that the so-called experts are just nonsense.

But I didn't expect last night's incident to be on the show.

Today I was in good spirits, and when the master saw me get up, he beckoned me over to eat something and asked me about my injuries.

I said that after eating ambergris last night, my body has improved a lot, and my energy is very strong.

The master kept nodding his head, saying that this thing has a price, and even if he has money, he can't buy it.

Now I have taken one, so that I can recuperate my body in the past few days, and at the same time, I can't waste the medicinal power of ambergris.

The more this kind of natural treasure, the stronger the medicinal power.

The master said; Part of our cultivation is to breathe in the aura of heaven and earth, operate the qi of our dantian, expand our tendons, and strengthen our own qi.

The second is to constantly tap their own potential and their own strength.

This heavenly treasure can also be counted as a kind of self-strength, how much can be absorbed, and it has a certain auxiliary ability.

The master told me not to be idle these days, to step up my cultivation, and not to waste such a good treasure of heaven and earth.

I agree with the master's words.

At the same time, during the meal, I asked about the two corpses that I brought back last night.

The master reassured me and said that everything had been taken care of.

Zhang Zitao was even more bruised and scattered, and he didn't even leave him with any bone slag.

With the master's words, I am also a lot more relieved.

After filling his stomach, he called Lao Feng and asked him how he was doing.

Lao Feng's injuries were not serious, but he was injured on the skin, mainly because he was sucked by the ghost monster, so he was so weak last night.

In the following days, you only need to strengthen your exercise, recuperate, and bask in the sun to replenish naturally.

Unlike me, my muscles and veins are injured and need to be recuperated.

In this way, for the next week, I hardly went out to eat, sleep, and practice.

The medicinal power of ambergris pill is really beyond my expectations and cognition, and the medicinal effect is really very strong.

No matter how I practice, even if I sweat over and over again, the whole person is very energetic, almost not too tired, and there are no side effects.

It deserves to be called "ambergris", and it seems to be worthy of the name.

After a week, my health has improved dramatically.

The pain in my chest is not so much, the trauma is almost as good as ever, and my combat effectiveness has also recovered.

Even on the original basis, the Tao is much more stable. The Dao Qi in the dantian is also stronger than before.

I saw that I was almost better, so I planned to go to Ghost Horse Ridge tonight.

When I came back, Murong Yan made me feel better, so I went to Murong Mansion.

I don't know why, but I feel the need to go.

It's been a long time, and I don't know how Murong Yan is doing.

I had heard that she was in retreat, but then I heard that she had failed to pass the retreat.

A week has passed, I wonder if she has recovered? How's it going?

I thought so, and at the same time, after eating in the evening, it was getting dark, so I left the shop and walked directly to Guimaling.

It's still early, and I'm not in a hurry, so I'm in a leisurely way.

By the time I got there, it was about nine o'clock in the evening.

This point is just right, neither early nor late.

Ghost Horse Ridge is still the same, still so ghostly. All around are grave bags, soul flags, money and paper.

I felt numb to all of this, so I didn't care about it, and walked in on my own.

When I came to the depths of the Ghost Horse Ridge and saw Murong Mansion again, I found that this place was no different from before.

Even though it has snowed recently, and there is a layer of ten centimeters of snow around it, it is still like that in front of Murong Mansion.

Two big stone lions, a straight stone road, both sides are full of white, purple and red flowers, two big red lanterns in front of the door, and the high door is wide.

Take a deep breath and walk straight ahead.

When I came to the door, I knocked on the door and knocked on it, and a dull voice sounded all around, and after a while, the door came.

But this time it was not Grandma Mo who opened the door for me, but a pale white paper maid.

When she saw that it was me, she hurriedly saluted me, and said respectfully: "Uncle is polite!" ”

I knew she was a blank slate, but I still smiled: "You're welcome, take me to meet your young lady!" ”

The white paper man listened to me and said to me respectfully, "Uncle, Miss is meeting guests in the hall. You and the slave go over first, and the slave will report to you! ”

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't think much about it.

Murong Yan is almost a defection puppet of the Ghost Eye Cult, and his status is quite high.

Now that he is planning to attack the Ghost Eye Rudder, it is natural to meet guests.

I didn't say much, nodded, and followed the white paper man and maid to the side hall to wait.

After sitting down, the white paper maid poured me a cup of tea and left.

This thing is real, it can be eaten. It's just that this delicate teacup may turn into a broken bowl tomorrow morning.

But it doesn't matter, I took a sip from the teacup, and I couldn't tell what kind of tea it was, it just felt very refreshing.

I thought that Murong Yan should come over after a while, but I waited and waited, and it was almost eleven o'clock, and Murong Yan still didn't show up.

I was a little anxious, so I walked around the house.

But at this moment, I heard a noisy voice in the courtyard not far away: "Hmph, my son has long looked at you unpleasantly!" ”

"Yes! Then don't hesitate to teach! ”

"Two sons, you have something to say!"

"Yes, yes, the enemy is now, and peace is precious!"

“……”

Suddenly hearing such a noisy sound, I pricked up my ears violently, and at the same time aroused my gossip heart.

I was idle, so I went straight out of the side hall and followed the voice to find it.

I found that the noisy place was the main hall, the place where Murong Yan was counciling.

I came to a side door, stood in a corner and looked inside.

I saw that in the open space outside the main hall, there were many people standing at this time.

However, if you look closely, you can find that none of these people are alive, but all of them are dead.

In the midst of this, I saw Murong Yan at a glance.

In addition to being more irritable with me, the corpse girl is still so beautiful in appearance, and her words and deeds are ethereal.

But what she was talking about at this moment, because of the distance, she couldn't hear clearly.

But looking at this posture, it seems that someone has a conflict.

I watched for a while and determined that it was two young male ghosts who had clashed.

There's one I know.,What is called one of the "Five Ghost Males" of Night Wind.。

is the guy who dared to dig into my corner, and talked nonsense in front of the corpse sister last time, saying that I had an ambiguous relationship with Xu Chengjing, and went to the grove with the quilt.

If it weren't for my lack of cultivation, I would have already settled accounts with this girl.

This kid is still so arrogant and domineering today.

And across from him is also a seemingly young male ghost.

This male ghost is also very handsome and handsome in appearance, tall and mighty.

Both of them were angry, pulled by a few of their own ghosts.

A sabre-rattling, fighting at any time and fighting with each other.

Because I was really curious about what was going on, I didn't care so much and leaned forward......