Chapter 957: Grass

"Ghosts are not human." After pondering for a long time, Uncle Lin Jiu's first sentence was like this.

"She's from a different race in the mountains." Nodding, I said.

"You should know about this." Uncle Lin Jiu said, sighed, saw the ghosts and ghosts having fun on the side, and walked to me and explained in a low voice: "The things of the year, very few people know, I have seen the ghost's mother, in all fairness, it is indeed a great beauty, in terms of appearance and temperament, are above the women of the Ding family, but this girl is extraordinary, and it is different from ordinary people, I think that at the beginning, Jiuling was with her, and it was very opposed, but at that time, the raw rice had been cooked and cooked, and there was no way." I Maoshan North Sect, although most of them are cultivators, but cultivators, but also to talk about loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, the master thought for a long time, then agreed to this family affair, originally, all the people were fully prepared, but never thought, a few months later, the woman actually gave birth to a daughter, this little girl, born smart and handsome, but with her mother is the same physique, before you come, she can't even walk out of the iron building half a step, as long as you go out, it will cause a lot of very terrible things. ”

Uncle Lin Jiu said, with a long sigh, I pondered his words, and asked in a low voice, "Terrible thing?" For example? ”

"Ray." The other party said, turned his head to look at me, his eyes flashed as if he was hiding something, seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, I lowered my head and was silent for a long time.

Thunder, in the Taoist theory, is a kind of thing that always holds the way of heaven, this thing, mainly for some things that do not conform to the way of heaven and exists, all monsters, after cultivating to a certain extent, will suffer the trial of thunder, this process, we call the thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation is actually a ritual, but also a process of transformation, to put it bluntly, the thunder tribulation is like breaking through, breaking through the rebirth, can't break through, it will be shattered, of course, from the known results, the demon beasts that can survive the thunder tribulation, there are not a few for thousands of years, The ghost has been so popular with Lei since she was a child, either someone deliberately embarrassed her, or her existence has many rebellions with the so-called Heavenly Dao.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh, I walked behind Uncle Lin for a while, and then asked him, "How is the ghost's mother different from mortals?" ”

"I can't say this, in short, there are a lot of strange things in that woman's body, for this problem, I have discussed it with the master, and the master also thinks that the alien race in the mountains is not the same as us mortals, but you say that they are monsters, but not necessarily, it may be a problem with the bloodline inheritance, or the cultivation method, who can say clearly."

After Uncle Lin Jiu said, he paused, and then looked at the ghost and asked me in a low voice, "Eh, what are you asking for this?" Isn't it, after a long time, are you tired of this little girl? ”

"Hehe, look at what you said, don't always think of me as the kind of person who likes the new and hates the old." I said, smiling bitterly, at this time, Uncle Lin Jiu looked up and down with distrust, and said with a smile: "I know you don't like these things, so I haven't asked you, what are you going to do about ghosts and ghosts?" In the future, these days are still long, so we can't keep wandering like this. ”

"If it were you, what would you do?" Thinking about it gives me a headache.

"If it were me, I would take her away, the old man doesn't know much about men and women, but if you like me, why bother too much? I know what you're thinking, it's not that you don't like her, and you're reluctant to take action, you're just worried about the women of the Ding family, and I also know something about Ding Ling. Come to think of it, this matter can only be blamed on our ancestor who is a little out of tune, Ding Ling is gone, you must be difficult to accept, but for the future, this is a good thing, now good, you are a big man is sandwiched between two women, but it is rare to be tight. ”

"I can't say that, maybe Ding Ling is gone, and all this will be worse." I said, smiling wryly.

"You don't have to quibble, all this, Uncle Shi sees it in his eyes, but think about it, you are also unlucky, Ding Lingyang has reached the end of his life, in fact, he is a living dead, ghosts, and extraordinary, the same bloodline as demons, these two are not what the red world should have, instead of being so entangled, you, it is better to learn the ability to cultivate immortals and practice the law, and see if you can jump out of reincarnation in your lifetime and take the two of them to soar away, if there is really this creation, it is also good."

Uncle Lin Jiu said, and nodded with a smile, let him say this, but he felt quite speechless, how can it be so easy to cultivate immortals, how can it be so easy, since the Qin and Han dynasties, for so many years, there are so many examples of mortals who have been universally recognized to ascend to immortals, the former, in the murals of Wanfu Palace, there are only twenty-six immortals, and besides, most of the Fu Gong sects are mainly based on borrowing the law, and if they want to covet the immortal position, they mainly rely on immeasurable merits, and I want to learn from Lei Feng all my life to do good deeds, but I can't do those mountain demons. Those things can be practiced for hundreds of years at every turn, what about me? Counting the previous life, it is only a few decades now.

Thinking of this, I suddenly feel that it is so difficult to be a person, emotional things have always been difficult to explain clearly, and now I think so much, it is not a way, I am still having a headache about ghosts and Ding Ling, but in fact, maybe, in the next second, I will be killed by some little demon who suddenly came out, and at that time, all my thoughts will become a joke like a worry.

The two men talked and laughed, and followed the footprints in the water, and soon the footprints were on the shore, and at this time, on the bank of the river, all the way to the vicinity of the embankment, were the kind of artemisia grass that was almost half a man high, if in the past, these artemisia grasses were still dense, but in the light of day, and in late autumn, all the grass and trees withered badly, and it was not as difficult as usual to break through the grass and go inside.

It may have something to do with the scarcity of water, but in the grass by the river, there are a lot of hares and pheasants and the like, from time to time, you can also see some ghostly little quails rushing towards the embankment in groups, compared to the cement and steel floor-to-ceiling windows, everything, but with both familiar and unfamiliar local atmosphere.

Once on the shore, it will be difficult to find the trace of the little beast, and we can only carry out a carpet search in the fields within a radius of several miles, because, according to our estimates, the hiding place of this little beast will not be too far away, anyway, everyone is not in a hurry, it is better to try their luck in their respective directions, find it, find it, and then think of other ways.