"Dao Chief, I can only roughly determine that there are two mountains in the east." Qin Hongsheng nodded at us awkwardly before he frowned and looked at the old Taoist.

"It's okay, just go to the mountain you determine, it's a big deal that every mountain in the poor road will do a ritual to summon the soul, I don't believe I can't find the soul of Ling Gongzi!"

The old Taoist priest is still cold and arrogant, giving people a feeling of arrogance and arrogance of a real artist.

"If that's the case, Ling Gongzi still won't wake up, Boss Qin will prepare for the future!"

This time, Qin Hongsheng's face was completely unbearable, and he clenched his fist fiercely for a long time before resisting the urge to beat people.

For the sake of his son, Luo Fan and Zhang Jian couldn't bear it anymore.

"Prepare you to be paralyzed! Dead old man, get out early if you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be a ghost here, so you can make a fool of yourself! ”

Luo Fan was so good-tempered that he was so angry that he scolded people, and Zhang Jian even jumped up to scold him.

This time, it was rare that Qin Hongsheng did not stop it, and looked at the old Taoist priest silently.

"Get out of here, don't die in the village!" The indifferent voice of the old village chief next door came from the door, making Qin Hongsheng hate and take Luo Fan and the three of them towards the mountain forest behind the village.

"Hmph, bullshit folks, save Xiao Hao this time, I, Qin Hongsheng, will never come back again for the rest of my life!"

It was the first time Qin Hongsheng received this kind of treatment in his hometown, he was disgusted like a rat crossing the street, and in front of a Taoist chief and two juniors, the little hometown friendship in his heart for the mountain village was also completely broken.

Following Qin Hongsheng on the mountain road, Luo Fan looked back at the village behind him and found that the oil lamp of the village chief's house was the largest and brightest among the dozens of lamps in the entire village. In his mind, the old village chief's pair of eyes that made Shinobu hairy flashed again......

"Uncle Qin, how many years has this village chief been in office? Does she have any stories? Luo Fan frowned.

When Qin Hongsheng heard this, he thought about it before shaking his head: "I don't know how many years, anyway, as long as I can remember, she has been the village head, not to mention forty or fifty years, or even longer." However, there are few rumors about her, and the family population is also very thin, so there seems to be nothing strange. ”

Luo Fan pouted, isn't it strange? It's strange in itself that two people, an old man and a young man, depend on each other in this lifeless village, okay!

Knowing that he couldn't ask anything, Luo Fan didn't continue to ask, but Zhang Jian and Qin Hongsheng had a casual chat, but they mentioned a lot of things in the mountain village.

As for the old Taoist, he still plays the image of a proud and disdainful outsider.

Heilong Mountain is relatively steep, especially the small hills carried by Qin Hongsheng, which are the places with the most complex terrain. It took half an hour for a few people to enter one of the mountains.

"This is called Snake Head Mountain, and it is said to be the second place in the feng shui of the entire Black Dragon Mountain, and the ancestral tombs in the village are basically here." Qin Hongsheng looked up at the black mountain, his face a little nervous.

"Yes, the jade belt is around the waist, the stars of wealth shine high, this place is indeed a treasure of feng shui." The old Taoist priest pinched his fingers and nodded in agreement.

"The feng shui treasure land for gathering wealth is only ranked second, so where is the first place?" Zhang Jian looked around curiously, and it seemed that there was no better place to see than here.

"Just behind it, there's another hill called Treasure Pimple." Qin Hongsheng pointed to the back of the side. But because it was dark and it was on the mountain, I couldn't really see it.

"No, no, it's so close, there has been a good feng shui treasure land, there shouldn't be a better feng shui treasure land, right......"

The old Taoist priest didn't know if the spell would work, but he still knew the simple feng shui, how could he be worthy of an ordinary Mr. Yin and Yang.

However, Qin Hongsheng and Zhang Jian really don't understand feng shui, although Luo Fan has heard his grandmother mention it a few times since he was a child, he doesn't care, he just knows some simple attempts. Therefore, I don't know if what the old Taoist priest said is accurate.

It's just that in a cursed place, there are actually two feng shui treasures, it seems that good and bad depend on each other, and it can be said in feng shui.

Entering Snake Head Mountain, there is only a dirt road a few people wide, and on the mountain, it may barely be considered a big road.

In the process of going up the mountain, I actually learned from Qin Hongsheng that there is no custom of going up the mountain to worship the ancestors in the mountain village, and the Qingming Festival is at the foot of Shetou Mountain, and the ancestors are burned and worshipped in a unified manner!

This custom is simply unheard of!

"Well, this Black Dragon Mountain is originally a place of great evil, although Snake Head Mountain is an incredible feng shui treasure land, but after all, it still has a bad ......"

The old Taoist priest pretended to be profound, not to mention that Luo Fan and the others didn't care, and even Qin Hongsheng, who respected him like a god before, just smiled perfunctorily.

Nonsense! You especially say that it is a place of great evil, how can there be such a treasure of feng shui? Well, even if it's really so magical, it's really a treasure of feng shui, after all, the mountain village also thinks so, but it's not nonsense to say evil or something?

The evil spirit is so heavy that people don't dare to go up the mountain to worship their ancestors, it's still a fart feng shui treasure!

Luo Fan's face was solemn, and he could guess from the old village chief that this backing village was not simple, since this was the case, they didn't dare to worship their ancestors and burn incense, there must be other important reasons.

"Ghost qi detected, please feel free to play with the host."

Damn, Luo Fan couldn't smile bitterly, this unconventional system is here again, just let him be mentally prepared, and now let him play at will?

Who can tell him what the hell he should play?

It seems that he doesn't have any skills except for pit ghosts, forget it, just do it, he won't let go of ghosts when he sees them, and he can pit one by one!

After Luo Fan decided, he was relieved and ready to use the ghost spell and the female ghost's nails at any time.

Sure enough, halfway up the mountain, a cold and bone-chilling wind blew, and except for Luo Fan, several people couldn't help but shudder.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Luo Fan's spirit was shocked, and in Qin Hongsheng's surprised gaze, the old Taoist priest's disapproval, and Zhang Jian's expectant gaze, he took the lead and walked to the jungle path at the end of the avenue.

The muddy avenue was completely cut off here, and there was only one path that could only accommodate one or two people at the same time.

Entering the path, Luo Fan smiled even more happily, because, in the shadows of the trees, looming figures and trees merged together.

"Tsk, it's really lively, you don't bring it at home, you all gather here? Do you want to have a bonfire? ”

Seeing Luo Fan talking to himself in the air, Qin Hongsheng was a little nervous and pulled him, thinking that he had fallen into an evil spirit.

"Little guy, don't pretend to be a ghost here and scare Boss Qin." The old Taoist priest glared at Luo Fan unhappily.

He had long been upset when he looked at this young man who always looked at him with a smile.

When Luo Fan heard this, he smiled sarcastically. Now, it's really completely certain, this is an old liar, he doesn't even deserve to lift shoes for the Qingxu Daoist, and he claims to be the uncle of the Qingxu Daoist, which is shameless.

"Ding, the consternation from the old ghost, plus 5 experience points."

"Ding, suspicion from the Starving, plus 5 XP."

"Dingding......

The emotions of various old ghosts appeared.

Luo Fan smiled, sure enough, there were really ghosts in the shadows of those trees.