Cen Fan, who was excited, was pushed by Zhang Ziyi, and then he reacted, and immediately stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of the silver-haired old man, and said, "Cen Fan has seen the ancestor."

Looking at Cen Fan in front of him, the silver-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, and said kindly: "Good disciple grandson!" Get up. Before Cen Fan could get up, the silver-haired old man said again: "You sit next to the ancestor, the ancestor has something to ask you."

Cen Fan nodded, walked over to the silver-haired old man and sat down.

As soon as Cen Fan sat down, the silver-haired old man asked solemnly, "Do you remember when you took your sword to face the corpse?"

I don't know why the silver-haired old man asked this, but Cen Fan still nodded and responded, "Remember!"

The silver-haired old man continued to ask, "Then do you feel anything unusual on your body?"

Glancing at Zhang Ziyi, who was chatting with Hua Yin, Cen Fan thought for a while and continued: "I only had one thought at the time, that is, to kill the ambush corpse, and I didn't feel anything abnormal in my body."

After listening to Cen Fan's words, the silver-haired old man was not too worried, although Cen Fan had the phenomenon of falling into a demon, his consciousness was still quite sober. There won't be anything big going on for the time being, and it's not easy to really get into the devil.

However, what puzzled the silver-haired old man was that Cen Fan had no evil qi in his body, and he was practicing Bai Yu's Infinite Sword Technique, why did he have the phenomenon of falling into demons. He really couldn't figure this out.

"Good boy grandson! When did you start cultivating? The silver-haired old man continued to ask.

In the face of his ancestor, Cen Fan did not hide it at all, and told his ancestor about being expelled from school and entering this tomb later.

Listening to Cen Fan's mention of Maoshan Taoism's books, the silver-haired old man knew who the old fortune teller was, and thought that he would have the opportunity to ask the old fortune teller again, and let him help Cen Fan calculate it again.

After the silver-haired old man pondered, he stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a palm-sized, golden cloth bag appeared in his hand. The silver-haired old man handed the cloth bag to Cen Fan and said, "This Qiankun bag was originally given to Yu'er by me, and now the ancestor has handed him over to you."

Cen Fan took the Qiankun bag and asked with some curiosity: "Master!" What does this Qiankun bag do? ”

"This bag is a treasure, it can hold everything. Just recite the mantra and you're ready to put in what you want. The silver-haired old man explained.

After listening to the silver-haired old man's explanation, Cen Fan was overjoyed, so that he would not have to hold the Long Xiao Sword and run around in the future, just put the sword in it and bring a Qiankun bag, which would be much more convenient.

The silver-haired old man taught Cen Fan the Qiankun bag, the methods and formulas to use, and told him that the only shortcoming of this Qiankun bag was that it could not hold living creatures. However, for Cen Fan, as long as it can hold his Dragon Xiao Sword is enough, as for whether it can hold a living thing, he doesn't care.

Since the silver-haired old man and Hua Yin had something to discuss, Cen Fan and Zhang Ziyi planned to leave here before leaving. Cen Fan's ancestor handed him three more pieces of blue rune paper, saying that when his life was in danger, burning one would save his life.

In addition, he also told him that when he had fully learned the Wuji Sword Technique one day, he would come back to the ancient tomb. Normally, don't come. And then there's the tomb thing, don't tell anyone.

Cen Fan and Zhang Ziyi stood in place with their eyes closed, and then the silver-haired old man stretched out his hand and pinched the mantra. The two of them only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and after this feeling disappeared, they opened their eyes again, and the two of them had already appeared outside the ancient tomb.

At this moment, it is already afternoon, and the two of them are really worth the trip this time. Not only do you see zombies with high paths, but you also see the top cultivators in the world. But if you are the happiest, it has to belong to Cen Fan, who met his ancestor by accident and gave him a rare treasure.

Seeing that it was still early, Cen Fan suddenly remembered the bank card that Liu Lei gave him, so he planned to go to the city to get some cash. By the way, buy some modern clothes for Zhang Ziyi, so that when you go out in the future, it will not be too eye-catching.

Cen Fan told Zhang Ziyi his thoughts. Zhang Ziyi, who has not worn modern clothes, is naturally very happy. So the two talked and laughed all the way and walked in the direction of the city.

After coming to the city, Cen Fan directly took out one million and put it in the Qiankun bag, and then took Zhang Ziyi to buy clothes. However, because Zhang Ziyi's hair is too long, it is still a little strange after putting on clothes. So under his flickering, Zhang Ziyi finally agreed to cut off his hair.

The two came to the barber shop and cut off their hair, not to mention, Zhang Ziyi looked quite handsome, a little creamy.

Zhang Ziyi looked in the mirror, touched his newly made hairstyle, and asked Cen Fan, "How is it?" It's not good-looking. ”

"Not bad! It's pretty handsome, but it's still a shame compared to me. Cen Fan said with a smile. After saying that, I didn't forget to touch my hair.

After dressing Zhang Ziyi again, the two went to buy some commonly used items, and also bought some wine and meat for Qingxuan. After the two of them bought their things, it was almost dark, so they took a taxi back to the coffin shop.

After the two went back, they found that Qingxuan had not returned, so the two of them meditated in the courtyard and practiced. After practicing for a few hours, Cen Fan took out his mobile phone and found that it was already ten o'clock in the evening, but Qingxuan had not come back yet. The two of them couldn't help but worry.

Just when Cen Fan was about to call Qingxuan, he saw Qingxuan walk into the courtyard, and the hearts of the two of them were suspended.

Qingxuan walked up to the two of them and asked, "Are you two interested in going to the next village with me?"

Hearing Qing Xuan's words, the two were stunned, and Zhang Ziyi opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Shi!" What are you going to do? ”

"Just follow me!" Qing Xuan pretended to be a mysterious.

After speaking, Qing Xuan went back to the house and took a gossip mirror and a sword. So he left the courtyard with the two of them.

On the way, Qingxuan told the two that not far from the old city, there was a village called Shanqian Village.

It's strange that a lot of livestock has recently died in the village for no reason. There was not a single wound on the dead livestock, as if it had died for no reason.

At first, the villagers thought it was the plague, but then suddenly a man died.

The man's wife told the villagers that when her man went out to the toilet at night, she suddenly heard a strange scream. So she took the dick, went downstairs to check, and when she walked out of the yard, she saw her man lying on the ground, and found that he was no longer breathing.

Just as she was looking around, she suddenly saw a pair of eyes glowing green in the night. Just as she walked towards the eyes with the dick, at this time, those eyes suddenly disappeared into the night.

After listening to Qing Xuan's words, Cen Fan asked, "Senior, did you say those eyes would be ghosts?"

"Impossible! Although people are afraid of ghosts, many ghosts are afraid of livestock, and this is certainly not what ghosts are for. ”

"Could it be a zombie?" Zhang Ziyi asked.

"Not really. Zombie eyes do not glow in the night. Qing Xuan denied.

The two of them couldn't figure it out, since it wasn't a zombie or a ghost, what was it?

"Okay, don't think about it, you'll know when you see that thing." Qingxuan looked at the pensive two and said.