This surprise, but it is really not small, I originally thought that he was a Taoist priest, who had lost his fame and fortune, and came to this martyr's cemetery to ask for a scene.

"Grandpa, we have something to do here, and we won't be able to go back until a while." I shouted at the old man, who had already walked some distance.

"It's a big night, it's not fun here, let's hurry up." The old man looked back at me intently.

I can't deal with this old man, I know it. But I don't know why, I can't even be wary of him. But sometimes, I'm just too curious. I put my right hand into my pocket and pinched the talisman given by the master, and sometimes a dead horse is used as a live horse doctor. When I was ready, I looked directly at the old man and opened my eyes.

As a result, I found out that this old man was actually a physical ghost, but unfortunately there was no life at all. What's even more amazing is that there is no resentment and yin at all! Even the most upright ghost will have yin energy. After all, it is a dead person, just like us living people, with plenty of yang energy. They also have a lot of yin energy, which is actually a manifestation of life force in disguise. But it didn't have it at all.

When the investigation failed, I closed the eyes of the sky, because I didn't want to look back and see a large group of people staring at me.

However, the old man in front of him finally had a trace of expression. nodded faintly: "Yes, it's not very old, but it's just that I have seen the young man with the highest mental power in so many teenagers." Whose apprentice is it, and what is it called? ”

"In Xia Taixin, the family teacher Wang Shouyi." I replied with a respectful bow.

"Hehe, that little naughty has accepted apprentices, well, not bad." The old man said as he walked forward. Then he came to me and patted me: "Come on, don't embarrass that little naughty." I'm leaving, east and south, don't go until you have to. ”

I still couldn't hold back, and asked a question, and I wanted to give myself a mouth after asking: "Senior, who are you?" What kind of existence is it now? "Actually, what I thought before I asked was quite simple, ask who it is, and then go home and tell Master. After all, a person who says that my master is still a little naughty is at least twice as senior as my master, right? As for the latter question, I'm quite curious, it's a bit ugly to say that people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, but I really don't know what he is.

"Yes, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse today, and the weather is very good, you two little ones can play. The old man was old, he hadn't spoken for too long, he was a little tired, and he went back to rest. "Such a low-level diversion topic, no one can talk about my master's obscene old man!

This time he left, not trembling and walking, but turned around, and disappeared little by little from his feet to his head, saying that it disappeared little by little, and it only took a few seconds to disappear.

The fat man looked at all this in disbelief, pulled the hem of my clothes, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Brother Kang, otherwise let's go back, it's a little scary." And that ghost just said don't go to the east......"

I didn't even think about it, I just gave the fat man's head a brain crash: "What the hell? That's called senior! Hurry up and apologize! ”

Such a powerful existence, and I don't know where to spy on us, a little disrespectful to them, I'm afraid that we will have to suffer.

The fat man seemed to understand, and hurriedly bowed his hand respectfully: "Don't blame the seniors, I don't speak through the brain, and I hope I don't blame you." The moment the fat man finished speaking, the wind blew on the spot. The leaves in the distance did not move at all, and the fat man was startled by the sudden gust of wind. I quickly patted him in fear and told him that it was okay and that his seniors had forgiven him.

Sure enough, it seems that he knows my master, so he looks curiously at what I want to do, but we are just here to let the fat man get the inheritance, and we won't do anything angry. There was nothing to be afraid of, patted the soil that had just been stuck to his legs because he was lying behind the grave, and continued to walk east with the fat man.

I knew it was very lively before I came, but I didn't expect to meet such a powerful existence when I first came, but fortunately it was not an enemy. The inheritance of the fat man, I'm afraid it's not so easy to take, but I can't be timid. He raised his head and strode forward. If there is really something that is determined to harm me, it is just four words: only kill! I don't have the same high Dao as Master, and when I protect myself, I can only start killing.

When I thought about it like this, my own anger and the evil spirit of the copper coin sword began to have a slight connection. After such a long period of warm recuperation, it finally gave me a trace of recognition, which is not easy.

I didn't encounter anything on the road, but I realized that the fat guy was really a soldier. When you see the shadows of the trees blowing in the breeze, you can be frightened. Just this guts, still shouting to come to the martyr's cemetery in the middle of the night?

After walking east for about ten minutes, I suddenly felt that the air was much thicker.

Looking up, there was no cloud, only a blood-colored crescent moon, and the breeze that had just been from time to time was now still. It's scary, it's quiet. There was not the slightest movement, not the slightest sound of wind or insects, only the breathing of me and the fat man.

The fat man covered his head and whispered in my ear, "Right ahead, on that flat ground." ”

Flat ground, not even a grave! Raw digging?

With heavy steps, I came to this clearing. Squatted down and looked at it, it was indeed a long time coming, I am afraid that it was earlier than this martyr's cemetery, and I don't know when it will be dug up. In addition to the magic utensils, I only have a fruit knife in my school bag, which I carry for peeling apples. Now I can only be wronged. As soon as the knife was plunged into the ground, the quiet place that had just been quiet suddenly blew violently. Dead leaves, dead grass blow at me and the fat man.

When I was about to get up and deal with it, the fat man next to me closed his eyes for some reason and yelled loudly: "Om, well, what, horn, Mi, huh!" As soon as the six-character proverb of this Buddhist family came out, it was instantly quiet. Even the feeling that had just been suppressed was much clearer.

But how is this possible? Buddhism pays the most attention to telekinesis, why does a fat man have such a high ability because he has zero foundation and has a turbid body of wine and meat. If I deal with it personally, it is impossible to deal with it so simply, and instantly suppress all this around me.

I can't waste time digging hard. Fortunately, it rained a few days ago, and the soil is still a little soft. The fat man also found a branch and poked hard at the soil. The two of us just dug a little bit, and there was no other way. I regret not bringing a folding shovel, and I must bring one when I come out to dig graves in the future.

The two of us dug intently, but no one noticed that the soil was slowly shaking on the grave next to us......