Until Lan Ruoxi's state calmed down, I pulled him and sat on the edge of the bed.

"This guy is very hateful, when I was young, he used all kinds of methods to force me to study, and those things, even when I was leaving, didn't explain anything to me clearly."

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"Qingyuan, you don't have to apologize, he's not a guy who dies so easily, for more than ten years, I didn't expect him to be like this, I'm going to wash his body, Qingyuan, you're tired, just go and rest."

I shook my head, and then Lan Ruoxi went to get a basin, Uncle Mo has been doing it for so long, but the smell on his body is still very stinky, but fortunately, Wei Hua is taking care of him.

After a while, Lan Ruoxi took a few towels and a small basin, and I hurriedly took off Uncle Mo's shirt, and at this moment, I saw a few big black characters written on Uncle Mo's body.

My daughter and son-in-law, even if I pass out temporarily, you can't wash my body, otherwise, I'll be really finished.

Fiercely, I smiled awkwardly and glanced at Uncle Mo resentfully.

"Qingyuan, don't mind, my dad loves to joke."

With that, Lan Ruoxi immediately closed Uncle Mo's clothes, and then we walked out.

When I returned to the room, it was already more than 9 o'clock, and I was ready to go to bed, and tomorrow morning, we had to go to the ghost funeral team, and as soon as I entered the room, I found that there was an invitation card on the table, and I picked it up, a red invitation, inlaid with gold edges, and the paper was good.

The date was November 11th, and I was invited to attend the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banquet held by the red-haired ghosts, and the address was actually in the Ssangyong Hotel, and I blinked, it was a three-star hotel, which was one of the best hotels in the city.

Although I wondered, I smiled and decided to go, there was still a week to go.

Lying on the bed, I took out the piece of ghost blood jade on my chest, and was surprised to find that the crack had disappeared, I blinked, looking at the red ghost blood jade, it was very weird, and I kept rubbing it with my hands.

This piece of ghost blood jade, when I used to hold it in my hand, I always felt that it was very warm, but now, it was a little hot, and it felt like there was a hot water bottle hanging on my chest.

With a sneer, I immediately stood up and looked at the ghost blood jade, which was indeed coming from here.

"What the hell are you, that day, you saved us, right?"

But Ghost Blood Jade didn't reply again.

"Hurry up and go to bed, boy, what time is it?" All of a sudden, the ghost blood jade spoke, the voice of a male duck.

Then I asked several times, but the ghost blood jade didn't reply again, and I lay down again, but I felt that the hot feeling in my chest disappeared.

After a while, I fell asleep.

There was thunder in the sky, and there was a loud bang, I raised my head, the rain fell, I immediately ran, and a ruined temple appeared in front of me, I looked at it with some surprise, I was in a dream.

However, in the air, there was a smell, it was the smell of blood, a thunderbolt fell, and I suddenly found that there were people in the broken temple, and on the ground, blood and water were constantly flowing.

It was the Man in the Iron Mask, and he was slumped on the ground, looking at me.

"Hehe, you're late, Zhang Qingyuan, there's nothing left."

There was a stronger smell of blood all around, and I didn't see the corpse, the man in the iron mask looked happy, humming a song, I walked over in some surprise, he was humming a song by the singer Gu Dong, my favorite singer.

"Listen to it, Zhang Qingyuan, hehe."

"Where the hell are you locked up?"

The Man in the Iron Mask ignored me and continued to hum.

"You evil beast, look for death."

A voice came from outside the ruined temple, and I turned my head to see a monk with a rosary around his neck, with a meaty face, glaring at him.

"Master, what exactly ......?"

"He can't see you, Zhang Qingyuan." The Man in the Iron Mask said immediately, and he stood up.

"I'm full now, and I don't want to eat it, why, monk, do you want to be eaten by me too?"

The man in the iron mask stood up, and suddenly, the monk standing at the door rushed in, and immediately half-squatted, his hands in the positive and negative directions of each other, stroked in a circle, made a Buddha gesture, and recited silently in his mouth.

Suddenly, the monk was covered in light, and a big Buddha character appeared on the head of the iron-masked man.

With a click, the Man in the Iron Mask twisted his arm.

"Look at it carefully, Zhang Qingyuan, hehe, I just hope you can watch it."

With a roar, I heard the screams of fierce beasts, and then, the iron mask man's body overflowed with evil energy, and gradually condensed into a black tiger, which instantly passed through the golden light and pounced directly on the monk.

The monk shouted, his hands were raised high, the rosary in his hand was constantly sliding, and with a bang, the black tiger that pounced on the monk suddenly disappeared.

The man in the iron mask rushed forward with an arrow step, stretched out his hand, and roared, the man in the iron mask opened his hand, and his evil qi overflowed, turning into a tiger head, biting towards the monk.

At this moment, at the feet of the man in the iron mask, a burst of golden light lit up, and strings of Sanskrit words emerged from the ground, and the sound of clattering sounded, and the man in the iron mask screamed.

The golden light rising from the ground sealed the Man in the Iron Mask in place, and he couldn't move at all, only screaming in pain.

"Evil beast, today is your time of death."

As the monk spoke, he immediately clasped his hands together.

"It's not certain who's going to die, haha." The Man in the Iron Mask laughed maniacally, and in the golden light, I saw a touch of blackness.

Ah, the man in the iron mask screamed bitterly, and suddenly, I saw that the space around me was constantly distorting, and the air was filled with black smoke and dust, and suddenly, I saw the monk slowly open his mouth.

In an instant, I noticed something unusual, the monk's movements became very slow, and the man in the iron mask bowed down, and the black evil qi gathered on his head little by little, and the creaking sound sounded, like pieces of tiles, covering the roof, and I saw those black evil qi, covered piece by piece.

The back of the man in the iron mask was covered with evil qi, like some creature, his head was very pointed, and there was a long big tail, and with a bang, the man in the iron mask quickly shot towards the monk in front of him, like a sword off the string.

The monk's movements were unusually slow, and he looked like he wanted to escape, and with a bang, blood splattered, and a big hole was opened in the monk's chest.

My eyes widened as the blood splattered out seemed to have slowed down, very slowly, and the whole process was so clear and visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the black gas that was like ink, lingering throughout the temple, it could be seen everywhere, and the monk did not let out any screams.

In an instant, the man in the iron mask stood up, the evil qi on his body dispersed, and the black gas floating in the air around him was scattered, and there was a thunderstorm, and I realized that the dust, gravel, and wood chips that had just fallen from the fight were all floating in the air.

It looked like I was in a space where time was slowing down, and my instinct drove me to take several steps, which was normal and unresponsive.

Then, in the moment when the black smoke dissipated, the blood that had been slowly splashing in the air and the things that fell returned to their normal speed and fell.

"Let's go, Zhang Qingyuan."

The Man in the Iron Mask took my hand and moved out quickly, and in the heavy rain, the ruined temple collapsed, and the Man in the Iron Mask laughed.

"None of you want to catch me, don't think about it, I'm full and strong, I won't be caught, hehe, Zhang Qingyuan, Zhang Qingyuan, I'm very happy to see you."

"What the hell are you?"

I looked at the man in the iron mask in amazement, at that moment just now, in the broken temple, time seemed to stand still.

The Man in the Iron Mask laughed wildly in the heavy rain and walked to the collapsed ruined temple, and with a chirp, I covered my mouth for a moment, and I almost threw up a disgusting feeling.

"Eat, there are still two eyeballs, they are not dirty, eat, Zhang Qingyuan, you will have strength after eating."

I shook my head resolutely.

"What the hell are you doing?"

I let out a roar, and the Man in the Iron Mask stared at me blankly, and the two eyeballs in his hand fell to the ground.

Wow, the Man in the Iron Mask cried, very sad.

"Zhang Qingyuan doesn't eat it, he doesn't eat it, Zhang Qingyuan doesn't eat it......"

I crouched next to the Man in the Iron Mask, put a hand on his shoulder, looked at the dead monk in the ruins, and sighed.

"Don't do that again, didn't you escape? Stop killing people. ”

I slammed, with both hands, holding the iron hood of the Man in the Iron Mask.

It's still those child-like, clear eyes, looking at me.

"Can you promise me? Don't kill anymore, you can come to me, I'll figure it out, okay? ”

The Man in the Iron Mask laughed and nodded.

"I listen to you, Zhang Qingyuan, I listen to you, hehe......"

I woke up from the dream, the sky outside, still gloomy, but looking at the time, it was already more than 8 o'clock, recalling what I had just dreamed of, it was very real, I saw in the dream, the evil energy used by the man in the iron mask, so that time, indeed slowed down.

There was a knock on the door, and I hurriedly got up to open it.

"Qingyuan, what's wrong? Sweating profusely, go down and eat breakfast. ”

I smiled and shook my head.

After eating breakfast, Lan Ruoxi and I drove the van of the Ghost Burial Team outside the unit building towards the headquarters of the Ghost Burial Team.

"Miss Ruoxi, I will definitely take responsibility for your father's affairs and find a way to save him from his dream."

Lan Ruoxi laughed, and didn't seem to be too pessimistic because of Uncle Mo's deep predicament.

"It's not you alone, it's us, Qingyuan, let's figure out a way together."

I hurriedly smiled and nodded.

The car was speeding on the road, and I thought about it, I'm afraid that Shi Jian would ask me to go to the Ghost Burial Team, for more than just the Eternal Life Society.