This...... How can it be?

I came here to see it when I was a child, and I remember this tomb, although I didn't notice the picture at that time, but I can be sure that this tomb existed at that time.

But at that time, my grandfather still brought me here to sweep the grave, and now, how is this possible......

I looked at the photo above and was stunned for a while, if all this is true, then wasn't it my grandfather's grave that was washed away by the rainstorm in the first place?

In other words, that ink ghost umbrella grew out of grandpa's bones?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly shook my head, how could I suddenly have such a strange thought?

It must be someone who looks very similar to my grandfather, so I stared at the photo on it carefully for a while.

But I found that the more I looked at it, the more it looked, my grandfather's name was Jiang Dacheng, and the name on this tombstone was also Jiang Dacheng, although the photo was also very old, but the facial features on it were too similar, and even the position of the black mole on the face was exactly the same.

Looking at this photo, I suddenly hit a spirit, if this photo is really grandpa's, what does it mean?

When I saw the date of birth on it, I was slightly relieved.

According to the date of death on this tombstone, this tombstone already existed a hundred years ago, and the grandfather at that time was not even born.

I'm really thinking too much, the most important thing now is to find the ink ghost umbrella, and there are so many materials I have to choose one by one, and in the end I don't know if it will be 100% successful.

Everything takes time, and I can't afford to waste it anymore.

With that in mind, I hurried towards the village, intending to go to the pile of dead men to see if there was any ink ghost umbrella.

The walls of the village had completely collapsed, and I looked at the weather, it was the heaviest time of the day, and there was nothing suspicious around, so I pursed my lips and walked in.

Soon I came to that place, and from the entrance of the village to this point, I did not see a weasel.

The bones of the dead are still there, and although it looks a little numbing and panicked, it is taboo to move the bones of the dead without permission, but now I can't care about it so much.

I started to dig up from the corner of the wall, and there were so many bones that I guess the bones of the whole village were here, all hidden under the weeds.

I have been rummaging for a long time, and I have turned over almost every bone, but I still haven't found the so-called ink ghost umbrella, so I have some reluctance to turn it over again.

My back hurts, and the sun is about to set, but I still haven't found it.

How so? Aren't those ink umbrellas supposed to grow on human bones? Could it be that there is not enough yin energy here?

I gasped and stood at the door, looking at the messy yard that had been turned over by me, very unwilling.

But now I don't dare to stay in this village at night, and I have to ensure my own safety while looking for medicine.

I hesitated for a moment, but I left the village, but now that I was here, I didn't know where I was going.

I came to the little house in the cemetery, where my grandfather used to rest, and now I can only wait here.

The sun was soon setting, and I felt a little tired, so I leaned against the little house and took out the little paper ball in my hand.

I looked at the things on it carefully, just a medicine lead, it takes such a long time, can I really make the Soul Pill within the specified time?

It was getting darker and darker, and at this time, I heard a slight sound of footsteps, and I vigilantly stuffed the small note into my pocket, raised my head, and saw an old man with a gray beard, slowly walking towards the entrance of the cemetery.

The old man was full of red light, his waist was straight, and the clothes on his body were also neatly dressed, quite a bit of fairy wind bones, and he looked like a normal person.

The old man came to the entrance of the cemetery and looked inside, as if looking for something.

"Who are you? Have you come to visit your ancestors? I couldn't help it, so I stood up and asked him.

He realized that there was another me around him, and a look of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"What are you doing here, a girl?" The white-bearded old man asked.

"I'm the one guarding this cemetery, so I'm going to ask you what you're doing here." I say..

"You're guarding this cemetery?" The white-bearded old man seemed to be a little disbelieving, looked me up and down, and then said, "I'm here to visit an old friend, and since you are the one who cares about this cemetery, then be accommodating." ”

"It's not the time for the cemetery to open now, if you want to visit, wait until tomorrow daylight." I say.

This old man appeared very strangely, and now that the yin and yang are reversed, many people are more or less invaded by the yin qi, and the body is also very bad. His face is still so good, and his body looks extremely healthy, which looks a little abnormal.

Either he's a very powerful peer of mine, or he knows how to deal with these yin qi.

But I think it's the former, when my grandfather used to guard the cemetery, I only knew that my grandfather would sweep the grave, and those family members would give my grandfather a lot of money, except for asking my grandfather to burn some things on his behalf, I wouldn't set foot here at all. I have not seen any family members visit the cemetery, which has to make me vigilant.

"You female doll, why are your brains so rigid? When can't I visit the cemetery? My old friend has been here for many years and I haven't heard of the need to pick a time to visit! The white-bearded old man was immediately a little unhappy.

"I am also for the safety of the other graves in the cemetery, you can also be considerate." I say.

"Yo, this is clearly not allowing me to go in to visit, what if I have to go in at this time?" The white-bearded old man glared at the moment.

"Then you can try." I took a look at his body and bones, although he was tough, but it would still be very difficult for him to climb through the wall of the cemetery and the big iron gate.

When I said this, the old man, instead of being angry, laughed.

It's just that the look in that look at me makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you know who I am?" The white-bearded old man reached out and touched his beard, and asked with a smile.

"As you said just now, you are an old friend of the ancestors inside." I say.

"Other than that, I'm a pharmacist." The white-bearded old man said inscrutablely.

Pharmacists......

I thought about it, I guess it's a doctor, but it doesn't have anything to do with me.

"It doesn't matter to me who you are, my duty is to guard the cemetery here." I say.

Hearing me say this, his face suddenly stiffened with a smile, and he looked at me in disbelief for a while: "You really don't know what a pharmacist is?" ”

"It's a Chinese medicine doctor." I thought about it for a while, seeing that he was so old, it shouldn't have made him lose face like this, so I answered him well.

Who knew that after I said this, his face became even more ugly, and he just looked around me like this: "Are you really the one who guards the cemetery?" ”

I nodded, "Not bad." ”

"Huh...... How could the people who were guarding this place not know about the pharmacist? Where are you a girl doll from? Dare to pretend to be a grave keeper here? It's not a small amount of courage. The white-bearded old man's face suddenly became stern.

I immediately frowned slightly, could it be that my explanation was incorrect just now? Isn't a pharmacist a doctor? But I straightened my back.

"Does the grave keeper have to know?" I say.

When the old man with the white beard heard me say this, he looked at it even more incredulously, and his expression was as if he were looking at a monster, as if I didn't know what a medicine man was, and it was a very strange thing.

"No, it's impossible for someone who doesn't have some skills to be the grave keeper here, how can someone who has the ability not know? You have a lot of yin qi in your body, how can you not know it? The white-bearded old man said.

He even saw that the yin qi on my body was very heavy, it seems that this old man is really a powerful character.

When I was very young, I was very curious about the people in this cemetery, and my grandfather said that the people here were all big people, but there was never a family member who came to worship in person, and at that time I wondered, why didn't anyone come to the big people? I used to think that those big people didn't mix well during their lifetimes, so they were so popular after death.

But later, my grandfather accidentally mentioned to me that the reason why those family members didn't come was because there was something in this cemetery, and they didn't want to have anything to do with that thing, so they didn't come here, and the families of those big people were also powerful people.

But now that this white-bearded old man actually took the initiative to come, isn't he afraid of the things inside?

At this time, a white light suddenly flashed in my mind, by the way, why didn't I think of this!

The people inside are his old friends, and those who can relate to the people inside are all people who know a lot, and now he is not afraid of that thing, which means that he has seen a lot of dirty things, otherwise he would not be so calm.

He said that he was a pharmacist, and the Soul Returning Pill could be regarded as a medicine, although this medicine was a little strange, but would he know about those medicines?

Thinking like this, I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm a grave keeper who just came here, and I don't know much about what is going on here. ”

Hearing my explanation, the white-bearded old man's eyes were clear: "In this case, then why don't you open the door quickly, I want to talk to my old friend." ”

"Since you're a pharmacist, you must be very powerful, right?" I didn't answer him directly, but asked.

"That's nature." The white-bearded old man suddenly said a little arrogantly.

"So you must know a lot of things? I'll ask you something, and if you know, I'll open the door at once. I said.

"There's very little in the world that I don't know, come on, whatever you want." The white-bearded old man's face was even more proud.

"Do you know where the Ink Ghost Umbrella is?" I asked directly.

"Ink ghost umbrella? What are you asking about this dead man's thing? The white-bearded old man frowned suddenly.

He really knew that I was a little helpless looking for this thing, but I didn't expect such a surprise to suddenly come at night.

"I'd like to find some of this stuff to look into." I say.

I didn't say anything about the Soul Returning Pill, even if I hadn't come into contact with those pills, but I knew what the Soul Returning Pill meant to those people, this kind of direct and effective thing, which could even directly take away ghosts from the underworld, was definitely something they dreamed of.

It was just that book that made Master Goatee lose his mind, let alone such a soul rejuvenation pill.

Ink ghost umbrella, everyone in our industry knows it, but this thing also needs specific factors to grow, so it is not easy to find.

If you inquire about this thing, no one should think of the Soul Returning Pill, after all, there are even fewer people who have the formula of the Soul Returning Pill, otherwise this Soul Returning Pill would not become an heirloom of the Ming family.

"I have this thing in my hand, and now I have three plants, you can give it to you if you want, I just happened to be relaxed." The white-bearded old man said, and took out a paper bag from his pocket and threw it directly into my hand.

I hurriedly reached out and took the paper bag, opened it, and sure enough, there were three ink ghost umbrellas, lying on them, like three human fingers.

My hands trembled slightly, I didn't expect this thing to come so easily, and I didn't expect that after looking for something for a whole day, I would finally take it directly from a white-bearded old man.

I couldn't help but look at the old man with the white beard, he even had this thing, it seemed more powerful than I thought.

He guessed it was a character, I couldn't help but think of the word pharmacist, how could an ordinary doctor have this thing? Could it be that I was thinking too simply?

"Okay, this thing has been given to you, can you let me go now?" The white-bearded old man said.

I got what I wanted, so I was happy, I hurriedly put away the ink ghost umbrella in my hand, and then took out the key and opened the door of the cemetery.

The old man with the white beard stood in the doorway for a while, and then walked in, and I took a deep breath as he entered, and I was going to wait for him to come out and go back to the house, and see how the things were ready.

After thinking about it for a while, I made a phone call in advance and asked about the medicinal materials I had entrusted, but fortunately, those medicinal materials were almost ready, and there were only some special medicines left, which I needed to deal with by myself.

However, none of those herbs are difficult to find, and I am sure that I will find them in the shortest possible time.

As soon as I thought that Ming Siyu might come back, I felt very excited.

But then I thought of Qin Yang again, at that time, Qin Yang was forcibly renewing his life, but it affected the fate of the next life, if there was a Soul Returning Pill at that time, would he be able to live forever?

But he's been gone for a long time, and his body is gone, and no matter how much I think about it, he won't come back to life.

I don't know if this reversal of yin and yang has affected his ghost?

In the end, it's because I know so little and don't know enough things, and if I had mastered all the pills, or if the book had been intact when I was a child, these tragedies wouldn't have happened.

But there are no ifs in this world.

I waited outside until it was completely dark, and it was so dark that I could barely see anything, but the old man with the white beard still didn't come out.

I didn't see him lighting up the lamp or anything in there, and I wondered a little if I really had to wait until this time to see my old friend.

At this time, I was suddenly stunned.

Wrong... If he really has a lot of ability, he will probably have to summon spirits when he meets his old friends at this time.

Oops!

Thinking of this, I hurriedly walked in, and the cemetery was cold and quiet.

And I found a very strange phenomenon, in this world where yin and yang are reversed, I can't feel the existence of yin outside the cemetery, but inside the cemetery, I can feel the yin qi very keenly.

I was so obsessed with looking for the ink ghost umbrella that I ignored it, but now I realize it.

But after all, the most important thing now is to find the old man with the white beard.

I searched around until I finally found the old man with the white beard in front of a grave.

The grave was none other than the grave of the man with the same name and surname as his grandfather.

At this moment, the old man with the white beard sat cross-legged in front of the tomb, and in front of him there were two white candles, and the flames of the candles turned a faint blue, and in this tomb it looked very strange, like two ghost fires.

When the flame turns blue, it means that there is something here.

And his current actions should be channeling.

But then I felt a little strange, this white-bearded old man said that he had come to talk to an old friend, but he looked like he was only seventy or eighty years old, but the person on the grave had died a hundred years ago, how could he be an old friend with the person in this grave?

However, I took his ink ghost umbrella, so I was naturally more tolerant of him. I just stood and stared at him where it didn't affect him, and I wanted to see what the hell he was trying to do.

The white-bearded old man's face was reflected a little strangely by the two blue flames, and he was now like a ghost, staring intently at the grave in front of him.

I felt the temperature around me getting cooler, as if something was coming out, and I hadn't felt it in a long time.

It's only when the dirt comes out, and I find that after the yin and yang reversal incident, I even miss it a little.

Soon a white shadow floated faintly out of the grave, and when I saw the white shadow, I felt my eyelids jump, and inexplicably I felt that the appearance was somewhat familiar, but it seemed to be a little strange.

The white shadow had its back to me, floating up and down on the grave, and its body was a little transparent, just facing away from me.

This is the ghost of a big man......

I thought that most of the ghosts here had already been reincarnated, but I didn't expect that there were still ghosts in this tomb.

I didn't expect this white-bearded old man to summon such an old ghost.

When the white-bearded old man saw this thing come out, he looked up at him slightly, but then, the two candles in front of him suddenly went out, and his eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

It was at this time that I felt a chill around me, and after a few seconds, my eyes lit up again, and suddenly a strange face appeared in front of me.

I was fascinated by what I was looking at, but now suddenly such a face appeared, and my scalp suddenly went numb, and I hurriedly took a step back.

Soon I realized that the face in front of me was that of the old man with the white beard, who had walked up to me at some point, holding a lit candle in his hand, and the flame of the candle illuminated his face in a flickering light.

The color of the candle flame had returned to its normal orange color, and his eyes were now looking at me without blinking.

"Who let you in?" The white-bearded old man asked in a deep voice.

"I see that it's so late, you haven't come out, I just want to see if you have an accident, everyone who comes in here, you have to go out well, this is ...... Duties of the grave keeper. "I was talking nonsense with my eyes open, but I was actually trying to see what the hell he was trying to do.

"I've finished talking to my old friend, and now I can leave." The white-bearded old man didn't say anything else, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.

I couldn't help but take a look at the grave, which had returned to normal, and the white shadow above it was gone.

I was a little puzzled, the white shadow seemed to have just come out, and they didn't speak, but the white-bearded old man said that he had finished speaking.

It's weird.

I shook my head and followed the old man with the white beard.

After locking the door of the cemetery, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought, looking at the appearance of the white-bearded old man leaving, I suddenly wanted to ask him a lot of questions, anyway, now I can't get a taxi, so I simply follow him.

He just held the lit candle in his hand, and after walking for a while, he stopped, and without looking back, he asked me, "What are you doing with me?" ”

"May I ask you some questions?" I say.

"Tell me what's wrong." The old man with the white beard answered, and then he raised his steps and walked on, but he still did not turn his head.

"Now the yin and yang are reversed, but why didn't I feel the yin and yang reversed in the cemetery just now?" I asked.

In fact, I wanted to ask him if I could join forces to solve the problem of the reversal of yin and yang, but I thought of Ming Siyu's words again, so I suppressed this sentence for the time being.

The old man with the white beard didn't speak, and I asked a few more questions, but he ignored me.

The white-bearded old man said yes and let me ask, but he didn't answer, what was he thinking? Even if you don't want to tell me, you should just say no, right?

Looking at the direction he was going, I didn't know where he was going, and I was afraid that what happened to Wong Tai Sin before would happen again, so I asked the last question: "Is the owner of the tomb just now really your old friend?" ”

It's okay not to say it, as soon as he said this, the white-bearded old man turned around violently.

I also stopped hastily, this old man likes to be startled.

The white-bearded old man stared at me like this, and said with a serious face: "Don't ask some things that shouldn't be asked, you can go back quickly when you get something, you will understand sooner or later." Remember, if you meet someone on the way back in the car, you don't let him get on the bus, even if it's a normal person, don't take the main road, try to walk from a sparsely populated place. ”