Chapter 1133 "Madman" Ghost Taoist

I've been wondering about this since my grandfather and the ghost Taoist priest scolded each other.

I am very curious about what they experienced back then, which made them look down on each other so much.

It's just that the ghost Taoist can't get used to my grandfather, but he is so helpful to me.

Even, when I was entangled by Zhou Xiaoqing, he showed up to save me, and he also gave me the Fucheng Yin Order.

At first, I thought that maybe the reason why the ghost Taoist priest helped me was the same as Xiao Liuzi and them, because of Zhong Kui in my previous life.

But the more I experienced, all kinds of signs showed that the ghost Taoist priest didn't know about Zhong Kui in my previous life at all.

In other words, the reason why he helped me was only limited to my life.

While dealing with my grandfather in various ways, he is desperately helping me, isn't this Nima a pervert?

Now that this guy has this reaction, I simply asked about it straight to the point.

"Grievances?" The ghost Taoist priest leaned on the sofa, looking lazy, but his expression gradually became hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The grievance is big, the debt of human life, the revenge of murder, do you say that the grievance is big?" ”

I was stunned on the spot, and looked at the ghost Taoist priest with round eyes.

When he said this, he gritted his teeth and looked hideous, and even my Xuanyin body could feel the killing intent released from him.

This is not a lie, but a fact.

But...... What about this Nima ghost?

If my grandfather kills the ghost Taoist priest, this is a blood debt, the ghost Taoist just can't get used to my grandfather, but he helps me in various ways, you say, what does he think in his head?

I'm afraid it's not a pervert, it's like the braincase has been run over by a roller!

"What? You're curious why I'm helping you? The ghost Taoist priest glared at me, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and pulled the centipede-like scar on his face, which made me a little worried.

My mind is a mess, it's so hard to understand.

On a normal person, if it is really a blood debt, who can do such a "slotted" thing?

Subconsciously, I nodded.

But the ghost Taoist priest suddenly laughed, leaned on the sofa and tilted his head, laughed for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Why should I tell you? I won't tell you! ”

Ahh

What about this guy 24K pure molesting me?

My teeth itch in anger, and I can't wait to give this guy a punch, just like him, it's exactly like those perverts on horror TV!

At this time, the ghost Taoist priest waved his hand again: "You don't need to worry about me and the dead old ghost, my ghost Taoist priest acts casually all his life, and he helps you if he wants to help you, no need for any reason, you live your life, don't take care of me." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked upstairs: "If you want to die in that poor and remote place in Fucheng, just die back, I won't stop you, the responsibility of the old ghost, you go and stick to it, waste!" ”

I looked at the ghost priest in amazement, and it wasn't until he reached the second floor and disappeared from sight that I reacted.

At that time, I was completely confused, sitting on the sofa in a daze.

To be honest, the ghost Taoist priest's style of acting and speaking completely puzzled me.

What was the grudge between him and his grandfather back then?

Why is he helping me again?

These are the two extremes entirely, tangled in my mind like two messes of cotton wool.

"Little Wind." At this time, the voice of Zhongbo sounded in his ears.

I turned my head to see Uncle Chung standing beside me with a kind smile on his face, still holding a plate with food on it.

"Uncle Zhong." I frowned and shouted.

Uncle Zhong smiled and put the plate in front of me and pointed to the plate: "Eat it while it's hot." ”

I looked at the food, it was delicious, it was fragrant, but I didn't have the appetite to eat it.

I shook my head: "Don't eat, Uncle Zhong, can you help me book a ticket back to Fucheng?" ”

"Absolutely." Uncle Zhong still had a smile on his face, and suddenly asked, "Are you blaming the master?" ”

I nodded, looking at Zhongbo, and the doubts in my mind deepened.

Uncle Zhong is a ghost Taoist priest, but when he and his grandfather met, the two did not have any intention of-for-tat.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there is a blood debt in the middle.

I gritted my teeth: "Uncle Zhong, how can you stand him as a madman after following the ghost Taoist for so many years?" ”

Uncle Zhong was like a grandfather next door, smiled warmly, raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder: "Actually, the master's mind is difficult for outsiders to understand." ”

"Hard to understand?" I frowned.

Uncle Zhong said with a smile: "His hatred for Old Man Chen is true, and it is also true that he helped you, the secret of this, it is inconvenient for me to be a servant to say more." ”

After a pause, he said again: "Don't blame the master, he has not had an easy time over the years, far more difficult than you think." ”

"I think he's pretty comfortable." I pursed my mouth.

The smile on Zhongbo's face disappeared, and he sighed: "One day, you will know the master's thoughts, and you will not have such thoughts at that time." ”

"I'll book you a ticket." With that, he stood up and went to book me a ticket.

I sat on the sofa, my mind was messy, and the conversation with the ghost Taoist priest made me feel uncomfortable, and I always felt that there was a fire in my chest, as if I wanted to explode but couldn't.

Soon, Zhongbo walked back: "The ticket has been booked, and the plane will be at two o'clock in the afternoon." ”

I nodded, and then went upstairs to clean up my salute, and when I passed by the door of the ghost priest, I frowned, a little annoyed, gave up the idea of greeting him, and went downstairs directly.

After following Zhongbo into the car, Zhongbo drove the car to the hospital to pick up the cute baby little zombie and Qingmi Lingling.

This time, the three of them were too seriously injured, and now they are still in a coma, and even the most cute baby zombie has not woken up.

Fortunately, with the help of Zhongbo, it was not difficult to take the three of them on board.

After arriving at the airport, Zhongbo asked the airport staff to take us through the green channel and arrange for us to board the plane.

When I was about to get on the plane, Uncle Zhong stopped me and gave me a note to read again when I got on the plane.

I nodded, took the note, and got into the plane.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the plane took off.

Looking at the increasingly dense sea of clouds outside the window, I frowned, remembered the note that Uncle Zhong gave me, and took it out, but as soon as I opened the note and saw the content on it, I was stunned.

The note reads: Go to Fucheng, have a good journey, if there is danger, go to the imperial capital to find me, the use of the dragon vein stone, meditate for an hour every morning and evening, the spirituality of the Dharma contained in the dragon vein stone will slowly erase your demonic thoughts, and the ghost Taoist priest will leave a word.

Groove up!

What kind of routine is the ghost Taoist playing?

I was annoyed, crumpled the note into a ball, leaned back in my seat, and my mind was about to fry.

The front foot just went crazy, and the back foot left me a note as if it was a different person, this conversion speed, the ghost can't stand it!

Last night, I wrote a new book until four o'clock in the morning, and at eight o'clock I got up again to go out to do errands, and everyone was confused all day

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