"Be my apprentice!" Wu Yazi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Mao Zheng.

"Be your apprentice and you'll give it to me?" Mao Zhengzhi rolled his eyes.

"Of course, as long as you reform and become my apprentice. I'll give you this treasure naturally! ”

"Pull it down! Old man. I think you're a trickster, do you think I'm a melon baby? I deceived my family's treasures and wanted to deceive you, master, who knows if you are a human trafficker, I am a fool of the road! , what birdman hasn't seen? Mao Zheng immediately played a ruffian.

"Hehe, it looks like you bastard boy don't want it! Don't still talk so much nonsense. After the old man finished speaking, there was a shock under his feet, and a strong force threw Mao Zheng away, and he walked away.

"Don't go, baby, stay." Mao Zheng was originally shocked by that force, and he only felt that his internal organs were overturned, and his blood was surging. Before he could react, he saw that the old man was about to leave and hurriedly hugged him.

"Yes. But you have to be my apprentice, that's what your father meant! ”

"No, what are you capable of? Isn't it just a Taoist priest? ”

Mao Zheng used a little more strength this time, for fear that he would be freed from this old way again. I don't know if Wuyazi is angry or Mao Zheng is exerting too much force, but I see that the old face has turned crimson.

"Don't you want to see what I'm capable of? You let go. "Wuyazi is a little hot.

Could it be that this stinky old man really has a lot of ability? Mao Zheng also wanted to see what Lao Dao was doing, so he let go, but he still grabbed Lao Dao's Tsing Yi robe. Lao Dao didn't speak, turned back to the hall, found a clean place to sit down, and didn't speak.

"Old man, don't you want me to see what you're capable of, what are you doing sitting? Still not playing? Mao Zheng asked.

"Hugh should be loud, and I will talk about it in the evening." After speaking, he stopped talking and closed his eyes to recuperate, no matter what Mao Zheng was.

Helpless, Mao Zheng had no choice but to do his own thing, first put his father's body on the door panel, and found a broken quilt to cover it. Several times, he peeked at the old way, and felt that he really couldn't leave, so he went to the street to buy fragrant paper money and came back, and spread the news of his father's death, he never thought that anyone would come to pay respects, even if there were only a few relatives.

The old way said to stay, but he really didn't leave. Seeing the old man sitting in the hall, his heart was also settled.

In the dark of night, the paper money in the brazier next to his father's body turned into a fiery red light, and Mao was kneeling next to him and watching. At this moment, his heart was numb, he wanted to cry when he became an orphan, but he couldn't cry, only a piece of fire flickered in his eyes.

"Are you hungry?"

Suddenly, the old hand slapped on Mao Zheng's shoulder, and then a steamed bun was handed in front of him.

Where Lao Dao stood quietly, Mao Zheng looked at it and said, "Don't eat!" ”。

"Huh! People are iron, and rice is steel. As he spoke, he hid the steamed buns like a trick.

"Let's go! Don't you want to know what I'm capable of? Hurry up, it's almost time. After speaking, he took a step forward, regardless of whether Mao Zheng followed or not.

Isn't it just a trick, sir, I see what you can do? . Come to think of it, the pace is still closely followed.

The sky was full of dark clouds and no light, Mao was stumbling and following into the mountains and forests, "Boom-click-boom-" Suddenly, the sky remembered thunder, and under the electric light, he saw that the old Dao Wuyazi in front of him had a deep face, but not far away was a ruined temple.

Yes! This...... Isn't this a land temple in the village that has been abandoned for decades? It was once said that this place was an evil place, why did you say that? It's that it's often haunted.

At this moment, there was a faint hint of something bad in his heart. A gust of mountain wind hit, and I only felt the cold penetrate my clothes, and I couldn't help but shiver. Shrinking his yellow-haired head, he looked around, it was really dark and windy! Could it be that this old man wants to kill and throw away the body in order to swallow my treasure? Lao Dao stood at the gate of the temple, like wood, and his bad heart became stronger and stronger.

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Mao Zheng began to be on guard, and he had already clenched a stone in his hand, ready to launch a counterattack.

For a long time, "Scared?" Wait a little longer. The old Taoist Wuyazi said this, which made Mao Zheng more and more vigilant and worried.

"Wait for your mother, master, I'll beat you to death!". Mao was seizing the opportunity to be in the back of the old road, and the bricks were smashed. The first strike is stronger, this is what he has learned from fighting over the years.

"Hum!" The stone covered the back of the cliff's head, and just as he was about to shoot it, his eyes closed.

"Smack!" The stone seemed to be slapped on a hard object, turning directly into stone powder, which shook Mao Zheng's arm numb.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that in front of me was a stone lion of the Land Temple, and the stone just now happened to be slapped on the stone lion.

It's just in front of you, what about the old way? Mao Zhengzhang Erniang was confused, and when she looked around, it was pitch black, where was there anyone? Could it be that this old way is not a ghost? The more Mao Zheng thinks about it, the more furry he becomes, and he wants to go back but can't see the way he came, and there are thorns everywhere.

"What are you standing for? I've been waiting for you inside for a long time, and I haven't come in yet. ”

Suddenly, the voice of the old man sounded in the ruined temple. But to Mao Zheng's ears, it was empty and powerless.

"Old man, are you a human or a ghost?"

"I'm your master."

"But, but ......"

"But what? Did you see something? Don't come in yet. ”

"Old man, when did you go in, why don't I know?" Through the conversation just now, Mao Zheng was scared, and asked urgently, "What are we doing here?" ”

"Come in and talk about it!"

"Shall I come in then?" After speaking, Mao Zheng had the courage to slowly touch in, even if he died, he wanted to see what this old man was doing? He thought.

It's even darker in the broken temple, you can't see anything, even if Mao Zheng has already touched it, you can't see where the old man Wuyazi is?

"Where are you, old man? I can not see you. Mao Zheng shouted while touching.

"What's it called? I'm right there with you. ”

Suddenly, a hand was on Mao Zheng's back, a little warm. Mao Zheng's heart suddenly relaxed, and just as he was about to speak, he was pulled over by Wuyazi.

"Be quiet, tell me what you just saw?" Wu Yazi asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of alarming others.

"I see you...... You stand at the entrance of the temple ......" Mao Zheng did not dare to say that he attacked Wuyazi with stones.

"Oh, me? Actually, I have already entered the temple, it seems that you saw them. ”

"Really? So what do I see? Mao Zheng was holding the corner of Wuyazi's clothes.

At this time, Wu Yazi's sleeves were flipped over, revealing the luminous watch on his wrist. As soon as his eyes flicked, he immediately sleeved up again.

"You've been delayed for a quarter of an hour, and it's been a moment. Close your eyes, and I'll tell you to open them, and don't make a sound when you see anything. After speaking, Wu Yazi silently read something in his mouth, and then pointed his fingers into a sword at the center of Mao Zheng's eyebrows.

Following Wu Yazi's command, Mao Zheng slowly opened his eyes.