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After that, Zhang Dan took the initiative to use part of Xu Banxian's inheritance to build most of the destroyed houses of Gujing villagers, and after Feng Ling conveyed it, everyone started construction excitedly.

"Within 20 to 40 meters of the distance, the north and south of the new house should not face the ancient well. To the north, the family is prone to dangerous things; To the south, there are singles in the family! ”

"The new courtyard should be sunny, not shrouded by trees, and the entrance should be seen in the wood, there must be tears and tears at home, and the wife and children will not see each other!"

"The number of tree species in the new yard must not be large and the roots are large, otherwise, the family will be lost and broken, and even lose its life! These two possible outcomes are to part ways with your family, or even yin and yang! ”

Looking at the more than 100 Gujing villagers enthusiastically helping to rebuild the dilapidated houses, words of concern came from the mouths of the withered old man walking around, and the old man was none other than Feng Ling.

"Thank you, old Bodhisattva!" Seeing Feng Ling so enthusiastic, the villagers who were tired and sweating profusely couldn't help but thank them again and again, and they worked harder in their hands.

It's a sunny day! It's finally a thrill!

Under the warm sunshine, everything is on track, and after the ghost spirit, the small quarrels between the neighbors are completely eliminated, and the villagers are more united.

Almost, it's time!

"That way, I'll be relieved!" Just as he was thinking about it, a gentle breeze was blowing in his face, and his pale hair was lightly raised, Ling Weiyun silently turned around and walked slowly towards the outside of Gujing Village.

When returning from the original road, I passed by the noisy place again, but no one greeted the old man, and after a closer look, I realized that the old man seemed to be illusory, light steps, a pair of wooden old feet moved lightly from the ground, and each step was strangely across the distance of three meters ......!

The aura is suspended!

Nine Turns Ghost Spirit Master!

That's right, after subduing the tenth-level ghost spirit son, Ling Weiyun's clone has already successfully advanced to the ninth turn, and even the main body has strangely broken through to the eighth turn! Since then, Feng Ling has fully entered the level of a high-level ghost spirit master!

"Senpai......!" Looking at the old figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Dan's face was full of respect, and at the same time, he was also extremely shocked in his heart, and said suspiciously: "Just now, there is obviously no one!" ”

Feng Ling went out of the village, and just happened to meet Zhang Dan, who came to help the villagers, and his heart moved, and he got out of that mysterious state, which made Zhang Dan notice.

"Hmm~! Zhang Dan, is it good for the old man to introduce you to a disciple? With a thick smile in the corner of Ling Weiyun's eyes, Zhang Dan on the other side was stunned for a moment.

Disciple?

Zhang Dan never dared to think that one day he would be able to be a master for others!

"The kid of the Li family and his wife is very good, and he also intends to apprentice! Hello grasp ......! The voice echoed in the air, lingering for a long time, but there was no one in front of him!

"Little plum?" Zhang Dan's tone was puzzled, he still remembered the scene when the kid brought his parents home, and it was that time that Xu Banxian could learn from his mouth that there was an "old thief" from Gujing Village!

"Take care senior...... seniors!" A choked voice came from far behind Ling Weiyun, and Feng Ling, who was gradually moving away, sighed secretly: "Come to think of it, that kid and Zhang Dan are also fateful, and it is not impossible to make up the fate of master and apprentice!" ”

Moreover, to a certain extent, the disciple is like his own child, if Zhang Dan accepts the disciple, maybe the grief brought by Xu Banxian will be reduced, and maybe it's not enough!

Without replying, Feng Ling quickly returned to the hut and took out the Kunpeng Luoshen diagram that had saved his life. After carefully examining it for a few hours, I also found out the magic of each!

"This picture is really mysterious, it's a big treasure!" After receiving the Kunpeng Luoshen diagram, Feng Ling was full of emotion, and said secretly: The biggest mystery of this diagram is that there is a forbidden space hidden in the diagram! Last night, the ghost spirit son was banned!

"Let's see what that guy is in my head first......

Feng Ling muttered to himself, and with a puzzled expression, he opened the seal formed by the power of a ghost and god in his mind.

Rumble~! Footage after picture hits, all kinds of complex emotional fluctuations come, anger, sadness, hatred......

In an ancient city, an old man and a young man were in disarray, living on the streets, although it was a memory, Feng Ling still sensed that the dying old man should have been seriously injured.

"Please, give our master and apprentice a meal! We only had one copper plate and we hadn't ...... for a few days Whining~......! ”

A man who looked like a rich boy walked by, and the young man dressed as a beggar clung to his thigh and begged with tears, but before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, and an even more painful hissing cry came, and the listener was sad, and the listener wept......

"Get out of here~! The despicable death is called Hanako! Damn, don't let go, right? Lao Tzu kicked ...... to death! Kick your ......! A sound of annoyance and disgust sounded, and seeing that his legs could not shake off, the man's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he suddenly kicked the weeping young man's stomach with his other foot.

The poor young man, who was just a scrawny body, and had been freezing and starving for a few days, how could he stand such a poisonous hand from a man? After only three kicks, he fell to the ground and clutched his stomach, letting out a heart-rending howl of pain.

"If you dare to stain Lao Tzu's clothes, I will kill you today! You guys, go ......! The man's eyes were full of viciousness, without a trace of self-blame and guilt, but instead instructed several strong men behind him to punch and kick the young man again.

In such a scene of bad scenery, passers-by dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly, so they all left in a hurry. Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and don't care about the frost on the tiles!

In this way, no one was kind enough to stop it, which shows the indifference of human nature!

"Stop fighting...... Stop it! We just wanted to ask for a few copper plates...... Just eat a full meal......" The dying old man was in agony, and struggled to get up to stop the dying boy.

"Haha~! So you want money? Why didn't you say it earlier, Lao Tzu has a special relief for your group of poor people called Huazi! Come on, give me a few sacks of copper plates right away! ”

The man smiled playfully, looking at the miserable two, his eyes full of disdain. Under a greeting, several men immediately understood, took the shiny and dazzling golden ticket in the man's hand, and turned around and walked towards a bank.

"Young Master, you brought what you wanted!" After a while, I saw several men carrying a few hemp cloth bags and panting back to the man's side.

"Damn~! Are you stupid? Don't give me a quick smash to them, smash it hard! Smash it hard! In this way, these two poor ghosts can be relieved! ”

The man scolded angrily, and several men hurriedly did so, and under one after another, they threw seven heavy bags the size of sandbags and smashed them at the old and young who were down!

"Poof~!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and in order to save the young man, the dying old man used himself as a meat shield to protect him, but the old man himself took his last breath......

Ugly copper coins were scattered in the open bag, looking at the old and young who were buried by a few pockets of copper coins, the men and a few people came with bursts of ridicule, and passers-by shook their heads and left, which can be said to be dazzling when they see and harsh when they hear!

Are the poor doomed to live in humility and be trampled on?

Look down on us...... OK!

Mocking and insulting us...... You can too!

But why beat and mutilate us? Why?

This is the only one...... No!

The hot blood gushed out, gradually staining the pile of copper coins as high as a hill, as if the disgusting smell of copper was diluted by blood.

Through the Qian Kong, which was full of mocking men and others who left with shame, the young man hugged a corpse on his body, and his red eyes flashed with unforgettable hatred......

This is where the picture breaks......

"Is that why he loves money like his life?"

Feng Ling sighed faintly, and muttered with feeling: "A generation of Guan Chang, he has not died in the face of great disasters. As a result, he was insultingly stoned to death by a bunch of copper coins...... Pathetic, lamentable! ”

"Who'......?" Feng Ling was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed, and with a loud shout, the wooden door opened automatically, revealing a stunned figure outside.

"Haha~! What did the old gentleman say? Can the old man come in and talk about it? ”

"Whoever comes is a guest! Please ......"

"Suddenly~!" Before the words fell, a gust of wind blew, and the wooden door closed automatically again, but there was an old man in his sixties who was kind and kind in the room, sitting opposite Feng Ling three meters, and the two invisible auras collided fiercely in the air, and the atmosphere was suddenly extremely depressing.

Ten turns?

Feng Ling sensed the other party's cultivation, and couldn't help but secretly guess what this person meant.