"Dad, you're here, everyone in the carriage is asleep, Mu Ma Mu Ma"

"Son, you should wake up too" A tall thin Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe with long hair standing up waved his hand on Tang Huang's face.

"Daddy, you're really here!" The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a pair of starry eyes flowed out.

"Passengers, the train has been fully overhauled and is about to start, I wish you a good dream" cheers and applause crackled.

On the ridge, there was silence all around, and the two walked home in the moonlight, holding each other in the moonlight, and the ground pulled out two long backs.

"Boss, why do our brothers exhaust their spiritual power to protect that mortal boy" Hordes of black balls hid in the coal pile.

"I don't know, maybe that kid has aroused my desire to protect" The black boss lay on a briquette.

"Boss, let's "cut off his fingers directly" with a knife in our hands, and communicate with the underworld, a reason" Da Zhuang said with a huff.

"Da Zhuang, aren't you?" Ah Xiang jumped over and was hideously deformed.

"Ah Xiang, don't come here, it's all ghosts, who's afraid of whom" Da Zhuang hid in the briquette pile and shrank even rounder.

"Ah Xiang, what Da Zhuang said is not unreasonable, but you also listened, the brother who came back with Bai Tian said that the spirit talisman of Grandpa Tian's house was used to burn for warmth, and it was not easy to save the small cup" The black boss said worriedly.

"Then you have to save the little cup," Ah Xiang said and was about to cry again, and suddenly rushed out, "I'm going to chop off the fingers of the day!" Zhongqiuqiu hurriedly stopped: "Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive."

At this moment, Bai Tian and his grandfather were munching on fragrant roast chicken in the house, and Bai Tiantian looked at his finger and asked, "Grandpa, do you know what the hell is shaped like a ball, the color is like coal, and the size is like a duck's egg?" ”

Grandpa picked the shredded meat on his teeth "single ghost"

"What do they do?" asked Bai Tiantian.

"What, they've got a crush on you?" Grandpa stopped what he was doing and asked towards Bai Tiantian. See that the day is silent. Pick up the chicken feet and eat while saying, "Single ghosts, non-toxic and harmless, green and environmentally friendly, usually keep to themselves, they will be attracted to people similar to them, and they will cultivate spiritual power by sucking the nutrients from briquettes, but no matter how they cultivate, they will not become immortals" Grandpa squinted his eyes and looked at the daytime.

"Why?" During the day, Tian Tian couldn't help but ask.

"I'll tell you a story," Grandpa nibbled on the chicken's head, "On the ancient battlefield, there was a powerful female god of war in the Yun Kingdom, which terrified the enemy countries, and she held the power to mobilize troops and maintain the stability of a country. In the ninth year of Yunrui, the lord of the country was critically ill, and the countries were in turmoil, and the ministers of the country recommended her to go to the frontier to fight the enemy. Unexpectedly, less than two days, came the news that 10,000 soldiers were all buried on the battlefield, and there was no news that they had survived, the government and the opposition were chaotic, and the lord of the country stopped and said, "I'm thirsty, put the chicken soup out" and got up to go to the kitchen during the day, and the grandfather took a sip of the bowl and said, "These soldiers are all young and strong, orphans who have nothing to worry about, this is also the rule set by the female god of war" Grandpa leaned his back to look at the flames, and slowly got up" so that these soldiers have nothing to do with it, and they are bent on killing the enemy, and these black groups you see, It is the cultivation of those who have not yet fulfilled their wishes but refuse to leave."

"Where's the goddess of war?" Bai Tian pondered.

Grandpa smiled, "How does the old man know, come, feed the chicken soup to the girl"

"Grandpa, when will she wake up" During the day, he took the chicken soup and lifted a corner of the quilt, inside was a face that was extremely weak and had a painful expression, his hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, and sweat was oozing.

"If she doesn't feed her, she'll die of thirst"

During the day, he was still standing, and there was a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Grandpa, I'll give you a way" The old man came over and "fed directly mouth-to-mouth"