"What?" Lin Menghan looked at the old man with a pockmarked face in disbelief: "Can you still talk to the stone?" ”

"That's right, there's nothing strange in this world!" The pockmarked ghost is lucky that he has met two special people, and for many years, he has not met a normal person. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

"Old ghost, can you start?" Jiang Junyao knew that she would be curious about some things, and there were many things that she couldn't understand.

Just like the stone he brought out from the mountains of Buzhou, he took it out for testing, it was actually a very hard steel, and when he came back, he looked through the ancient books and realized that this kind of steel should have been used to make swords in ancient times, and this steel was not refined by modern technology.

Lin Menghan watched as the pockmarked ghost took out a few strange things from his robe, and he was like a magician, conjuring up many things that she had never seen, only to see him all placed on the ground, and placed a circle of candles on the ground.

"Come, sit in, all of you." The pockmarked ghost was ready, and he sat in front of the wooden bowl, stirring the water in the bowl with a wooden sword.

Jiang Junyao led Lin Menghan across the candle, sat opposite him, and stretched out his head to see that the water in the wooden bowl was 'swinging' under the stirring of the wooden sword, it should be water.

Look at the pockmarked ghost with his eyes closed, but his lips are moving, as if he is muttering something? Looks like it's a spell or something!

"Reach out." The pockmarked ghost opened her eyes, Lin Menghan stretched out her hands without hesitation, and the wooden sword slashed on one of her palms, and with a 'tick' sound, the blood fell into the wooden bowl.

"That's enough." The pockmarked ghost pushed away her bleeding hand with a wooden sword and looked down into the wooden bowl.

Jiang Junyao hurriedly took out a handkerchief to bandage her palms, this wooden sword can also cut her hands, and she has shed so much blood, she has to drink a few bowls of tonic 'medicine' to make it up.

Lin Menghan didn't care about his injured hand, but stretched out his head to look inside the wooden bowl, strangely, the water in the bowl was still clear and not stained red by her blood.

The pockmarked ghost closed his eyes and began to chatter, and suddenly, pointed at the wooden bowl with a wooden sword: "Look, come out, the person you are looking for is inside." ”

Jiang Junyao leaned over excitedly, Lin Menghan also stretched his neck, only to see that the water in the wooden bowl seemed to rise, and the 'waves' were surging, and there were also houses with domes, following the movement of the picture, they saw the golden 'colored' Buddha statue?

It seems that the sky is spinning, and it feels like a person who is taking pictures of the landscape, unable to hold the camera, and after a while, there will be several strange buildings in the sky, on the ground, and in a few strange buildings, but there are often Buddha statues, and they are all big golden Buddha statues.

Immediately afterwards, there was a man in a black 'colored' robe, he stood sideways, he seemed to be holding a baby in his arms, there seemed to be a few people in front of him, but the picture was blurry all the time, suddenly, the man in black turned his head violently, and they felt a 'wave' hit fiercely, like a tsunami.

There was a powerful force that pressed against all of them, and it felt like someone was being slapped on the head, and it was as if the sky above them had suddenly collapsed, and they were caught off guard.

"Vomit ......" pockmarked ghost was knocked to the ground by a powerful force.

Jiang Junyao hugged Lin Menghan and blocked the blow with his body, Lin Menghan didn't know what was going on at all, just now he just saw the surging water 'tide' in the wooden bowl, and then he was knocked down by the people around him.

"Old ghost, old ghost, are you alright?" Jiang Junyao was stupid when he saw the person in his arms, and he went to help the pockmarked ghost who vomited blood one after another.

"It's amazing." The pockmarked ghost took a deep breath: "Hades, you also saw it, right?" ”

"Well, I saw it, can you tell me who they are?" Jiang Junyao took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms: "This is the Tranquility Pill." ”

"Thank you." The pockmarked ghost trembled and took the small porcelain bottle and poured out a 'medicine' pill and swallowed it: "Alas, the little boy fell into their hands, and his life was worry-free, but he was just ......"

"Just what? Do you know where my son is? Lin Menghan reflected for a long time: "Who are they?" Why did you steal my son? ”

"Madame, don't worry." The pockmarked ghost sat cross-legged, he coughed a few times, and spit out thick phlegm with blood: "This Dingshen Pill is good." ”

"It can help you stabilize the original spirit." Jiang Junyao also sat up, it seems that this pockmarked ghost really has two hits.

"Hades, the little old man is not greedy, he just needs a bottle to laugh, how about it?" The pockmarked ghost got a bottle of Tranquility Pill and was already too happy.

This Tranquility Pill is a great supplement for their cultivating ghosts, it is difficult to be a person, it is even more difficult to be a ghost, if you are not careful, your soul will be wiped out, with the Tranquility Pill, if you encounter any more dangerous things, you only need to eat one pill to save your soul.

"Of course you can, isn't it just a bottle of laughter?" Lin Menghan nodded and agreed: "You should say it quickly?" Where is my son? ”

Jiang Junyao glanced at this 'female' person who didn't know the height of the sky with a 'flesh' on his face, and his smile had the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and it could also help ghosts improve their cultivation, so he was named Kaixiao.

"I was adopted by the master since I was a child, although he was a Taoist priest, but he was still a talent when he was young, just because his family was poor, he became a Taoist monk, and he also met some strange people and strange things by chance, so he began the road of cultivation." The pockmarked ghost was immersed in memories: "The master picked me up when he was in his fifties, when I was only a few months old, we master and apprentice were like father and son, we have been together for thirteen years, and we have traveled to many places, including Siamese ......"

"Siam?" Lin Menghan had never heard of this name.

"It's Thailand." Jiang Junyao held her in his arms, knowing that she was in a hurry.

"Oh, now it's called Thailand!" "Siam is an extremely mysterious and powerful country, they practice Theravada Buddhism, and they go to worship almost every morning in the early hours of the morning, just as our courtiers go to the emperor to worship. ”

"Isn't the power of their abbot very great?" Lin Menghan surprised those who had faith.

"Yes, the abbot at that time was equivalent to the local soil emperor." The pockmarked ghost shook his head and sighed: "My master died there, and his soul has no return so far!" ”

"You're probably folded there, aren't you?" Jiang Junyao seemed to understand something.

"Hmm." The pockmarked ghost shook his body excitedly: "Do you know what I saw?" ”

"What do you see?" Lin Menghan was suddenly frightened by his terrifying expression.

"I saw a lama who had changed from a wrinkled old man to a child of a few years old, and it was he who found me very frightened, but fortunately I had been prepared to prevent him from destroying my soul." The pockmarked ghost sighed: "After I came to this underworld, I hid in Tibet all day long, and every day I thought about how to save the master. ”

"You haven't said how your master died?" Lin Menghan suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and looked at the pockmarked ghost was also very decadent.