I hurriedly nodded: "Mr. Rong taught me a lesson." ”

Mr. Rong was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and smiled: "I'm not an old master, the little god stick scolds me all day long, feel free to order." ”

I hurriedly got back into my body, lay there and wailed, "Mr. Rong, do me a favor, I can't get up." ”

Mr. Rong was stunned again: "You can change your face fast enough, but I like it." ”

After saying that, he strode to my side, raised his hand and touched my body, and then pressed on me like lightning a few times in a row, I heard a sound of bones rattling, and a wave of power returned to my body again.

No way! It's amazing, this is the ghost doctor, compared to others, I'm a fart?

I got up and bowed in thanks, then smiled, "Why are you here?" It can't be a coincidence, right? ”

Mr. Rong patted me on the shoulder: "It's really a coincidence, I came to you when I heard that you were caught in the ghost Gu technique, and I happened to meet the Golden Flower Sect Master here, so I stopped by to take a look." ”

Well, it seems like a coincidence.

I licked my face and said, "What, I still have a girl, Yunyun, you know, she came with me, but now I can't find anyone." ”

Mr. Rong got up and looked around and said, "Come with me, I'll teach you something along the way." ”

Well? He's going to teach me something? What's that, isn't it?

But from his indifferent expression, I feel that Yun Yun should be fine, and there is such a super boss who ran away from the big boss of the horse fairy with a wave of his hand, I'm still afraid of a fart?

I hurriedly followed Mr. Rong forward.

As he walked, Mr. Rong said softly: "You should know that I don't practice Buddhism, I don't cultivate the Tao, I don't believe in religion, I don't believe in God, and in my eyes, the gods and Buddhas are like a passing cloud. ”

"I once studied Buddhism with an old monk for three years, with an old Taoist for three years, and even with a disciple in the Northeast for three years.

The real Horse Immortal is not what you see, they take the hall, they don't need to invite the immortal to come up at all, they only need to look at it to know what purpose you are here and what you want to do.

It's just that there are too few disciples of this kind of horse, the world is declining, the people's hearts are not ancient, and even these demons and monsters who make trouble come out to eat and drink, but the things in this world are like this, one point of floating soil, two points of dust, five points of field, and the last point of fertile land with a hard-working farmer, do you understand? ”

I don't seem to understand, I think what he said is too profound, doesn't it mean that there is a kind of worst people in the world, two percent of people who are slightly better than bad people, fifty percent of ordinary people, and the real elite is only one percent, that hard-working peasants are high, but they are also very busy, probably this means!

I tried to tell Mr. Rong about my analysis, but Mr. Rong was expressionless and didn't know if I was right.

Mr. Rong walked and walked, and suddenly smiled: "If the old god sticks him......"

His words came to an abrupt end here, and I was held there.

"Old god stick? Uh, you ......"

I was halfway through it, and I thought it was a bit rude to call it that.

Mr. Rong smiled: "If you say it casually, just feel free, do you want to ask me, is it a little awkward for the little god stick to call me the old god stick, and for me to call my own old god stick?" ”

I nodded.

Mr. Rong smiled and said, "I'm an old god, I mean my master!" In my vein, it's all called like this, the apprentice calls the master the old god stick, and the old god stick calls the apprentice the little god stick, hehe. ”

I was stunned on the spot, casual, you are also casual, right?

His master? Mr. Rong is so powerful, how powerful his master is!

I was really about to ask something, Mr. Rong suddenly raised a hand, and then grabbed my neck collar with one hand, I felt a flower in front of my eyes, and looked down, I drip, mother, why can I fly?

Oh, no, how can Mr. Rong fly?

No, not flying, but running, but the speed was too fast, and when I just opened and closed my eyes, my body was already taken hundreds of meters away by him.

In the blink of an eye, he had led me to the eerie flat ground I had seen on the hillside.

Standing on that flat area with a radius of hundreds of meters, I saw that there was a large burial mound here.

Around the grave were four or five smaller grave bags.

The tomb in the middle is very large and covers an extremely large area, which reminds me of the hellish ghost tomb on the east mountain of Sheshan's hometown.

It's also such a big one, looking at it from a distance, it's like a steamed bun upside down.

It's just that this tomb bag is different from the Hell Ghost Tomb, the Hell Ghost Tomb has a weird feeling, and the feeling that this tomb bag brings to people is only gloomy.

The gloomy atmosphere was aglo, and the black smoke rose from the grave bag, which made me feel extremely surprised.

My forehead began to sweat: "This, how many people have died here!" ”

Mr. Rong shrugged his shoulders: "One thousand eight hundred, it's all damned." ”

Is there anything that deserves to die? Well, maybe!

Mr. Rong took a step forward and shouted at the grave bag: "Hurry up and hand over the people to Lao Tzu, otherwise I will blow up your grave and cremate your stronghold together." ”

I walked around, and I instantly wondered if this guy was a master, why didn't he have any mastery at all?

Talking like a hooligan.

Not to mention, when he shouted, the tomb bag really reacted, and countless black gases gradually gathered into two, separated on both sides, and a large road flashed in the middle leading directly to the tomb bag, and in the tomb bag, a clattering sound sounded, and a puff of blue smoke rose, and the smoke came to Mr. Rong and turned into a man in military uniform with a donkey face, no, a male ghost.

A murderous male ghost in military uniform looked at Mr. Rong with vigilant eyes.

I saw a patch of blood on his eyebrow, which looked like he had been shot to death.

This murderous body, paired with a military uniform, can be regarded as majestic.

Mr. Rong said lightly: "Put away your murderous energy." ”

The man in military uniform was about to say something, when he heard Mr. Rong's disdainful 'Huh? After a moment, he obediently put away his murderous aura and stood there trembling like an ordinary ghost.

"Where's the little girl?"

"In, behind the grave!"

"Send it out!"

"Yes, yes, no, that little girl has a magic weapon on her, and we can't get close."

Mr. Rong glanced at me: "You go!" ”

I nodded, and walked down the path between the two black gases. R1148