While we were engrossed in discussing the floating corpse, we had no idea how the Daoying monk was dealing with the unjust spirits attached to the lotus flowers behind us.

And where did Wu Qian go just now, this cold suddenly came up with a sentence, which surprised me.

"Wu Qian, what's wrong with you? Is it hurt? Did you just turn around? I asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, the master is injured. Turn around. Wu Qian said with some exhaustion.

"Really? The master is injured, but you are okay with a little girl? "Vigorously do not believe in this evil.

At this time, the master was on a stone platform not far away, and the sound of vomiting blood came from him. He also told us that he was indeed injured, but these unjust souls had also been sealed by him in the nine white lotus flowers in the middle of the lotus pond.

Then we believed it, and we looked back. I saw that the lotus pond that was originally in full bloom like a fairyland, except for the nine white lotus flowers in the center, all withered, and all the flower bones and lotus leaves hung and stood on the water like yellow dehydrated dried vegetables.

"Ahh Yes! Yes~~~~! Zhang Dali suddenly jumped up screaming and almost fell into the water, Yan San and I hurriedly grabbed him.

"What's the hell it's called?" Yan San was startled by his screams.

"Go away......" Zhang Dali kicked something away in horror.

It turned out that it was the floating corpse, which flowed down the water and just reached our feet, and the cold body happened to touch Zhang Dali's ankle.

"How is he?" I frowned and wondered.

"Who?" Yan San asked.

The floating corpse was facing the sky on its back, and although it was a little dirty, it could still be seen that his clothes were of good texture, not like a person who was short of money. Fair-skinned, good-looking, and wearing a watch, he looks like a student.

"When we went to Muzi Village before, we used to see his school card. - We all thought that he, like his companions, was killed by Li Yue'e's unjust soul, but his body was never found. I explained.

"Didn't he die then? Ran away instead? So why are they tracking us? Zhang Dali said.

"It's so weird." Uncle Kong said, "Don't think about it first, since we are neither Brother Jinzhu's people nor the brothers and sisters of the Song family, our whereabouts should still be relatively secretive, let's take a rest first and go over to see the master." ”

While everyone was not paying attention, I sneaked back to pick up Li Yue'e's lamp, and then followed everyone to climb the stone platform where the master was, feeling tired enough. The master took the medicine he had brought with him, and now he was resting. We also drink water, we eat, we eat, and our hearts are palpitating. I don't know what else awaits us ahead.

"By the way, Wu Qian, you just said that it is impossible for the grave keeper to be killed by the unjust soul? Why? I asked suddenly.

"The reason why grave keepers cannot be killed by unjust spirits is because all unjust spirits fear them. They have an ancestral soul suppression magic weapon in their hands. There are generally two kinds of unjust souls, one is a sacrificial burial during life, and the other is a tomb robber during life. The tomb robbers are unconvinced, and have too many desires and attachments to the world, while the mourners are innocent and resentful. These two kinds of people are under the control of the tomb keepers, and the tombs they guard are in and out. Whoever trespasses is a slave to the underworld, enslaved by their ancestors. Souls who want to escape will only end up being sealed by the grave keeper with all their might. As long as there is a magic weapon to suppress the soul, it is too late for the soul to hide, where can you dare to make a mistake? Wu Qian patiently explained.

Everyone was no longer calm after listening. Even Uncle Kong frowned.

Because we are already in the tomb, there is a high probability that there is a clan tomb of the grave keeper.

(End of chapter)

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