I knew I was going to die this time, and I let my body sink deeper and heavier until I didn't feel anything anymore.

Then a faint fragrance woke me up, much like the smell of jasmine. There is still a faint sound of rushing water, am I not already dead? Haven't I been beaten to pieces? How can you still feel these feelings if you die?

I wanted to open my eyes and look around, but my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them at all. I wanted to move my legs, and it was like lead.

I moved my fingers and felt like I was grasping something very soft. Kind of like a mattress.

I can hear, I can touch, I can smell, I'm not dead!

Is the yellow-skinned young man gone? Isn't it still around? I felt the ghost around me. There was no ghostly spirit, just the same feeling I used to feel when I was lying at home.

After trying again, I finally opened my eyes. I was lying in a bed, but it wasn't my home, it was a strange cabin. The beds are of the ancient kind with curtains, the walls are adobe, and the furniture is neither new nor new, but it is very neat.

In the middle of the room was a table of eight immortals and two chairs of eight immortals. And the smell I just smelled was coming from the pot of jasmine on the windowsill.

What the hell is this place???

Who saved me, could it be that the Seventh Prince came to the rescue!

What about the red coat? What about Big Head and Snow Girl? Where is everyone!

"Anyone? Someone! "I started yelling.

No one answered me, only the sound of running water outside, and the sound of insects and birds. Could it be that this place of birds and flowers is heaven?

I struggled to sit up. Try to get out of bed, whatever the place is, I wonder where the others have gone. What the hell just happened.

I just tried to stand up, but my legs were numb and I didn't have the strength, so I went straight forward. I was lying on the ground, and I couldn't care so much anymore, I couldn't stand up, so I just crawled straight to the door little by little.

I don't know how much ghost energy I have left, but I feel like I'm very heavy and tired.

I was crawling and thinking nonsense, and suddenly I felt very scared, I shouldn't be paralyzed, I won't be able to stand up in the future, right?

At this time, the door squeaked open, and a white-bearded old man walked in, and I squinted my eyes and took a closer look.

Isn't this the person from the Li family I met when I was stealing ghost grass with the red clothes!

"You saved me? Where have all my friends gone? ”

At this moment, he looked at me condescendingly, with a majestic expression. I waited for his answer, and with disdain in his eyes, suddenly my head hurt and I fainted again.

I don't know how long I fell asleep again, but when I woke up again, I was back in bed.

And the old man of the Li family happened to come in again, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I began to ask him, "Where the hell is this?" ”

"Awake? Where do you think this is? ”

His attitude was a little bad, but maybe it was because he stole his ghost grass before, I continued to ask.

"Why did the Li family save me?"

He snorted and said categorically, "I didn't want to save it." ”

I said to myself, why can't this old man talk to me well, he doesn't want to save me, so why am I here!

"And what do you want to do with me?"

"Cook it!"

He said this lightly, as if it were true, and I suddenly felt a little chill in my back. But I guess he is so angry, maybe it's because I stole the Li family's ghost grass and is still angry with me.

I persevered and continued to ask, "I know I shouldn't have stolen ghost grass, it's my fault, but can I have my friends gone?" Is Ling Xiao okay? ”

As soon as I finished asking, he didn't answer me so coldly this time, and he looked a little annoyed by me, "You're like this, you still care about others, so take care of yourself first!" ”

He gave me a disdainful look.

No way! I thought to myself, how can this old man be like this! Can you still have a good chat, obviously it saved me, but without saying a word, it just broke me.

The old man turned around and left, and I quickly called him a few times, but he didn't look back.

I felt like I couldn't stay any longer, I had to get out there and see what was going on. But my body didn't listen to me, and I got out of bed and fell to the ground again.

I lay on the floor, feeling the ghost energy in my body, and luckily, my ghost energy was still there. I didn't become a wreck, but probably because of my injuries, I'm very weak and unstable.

I thought that since the Li family saved me, they might have already defeated the people of the Zhou family, and the red-clothed and big-headed people might also be saved.

Thinking about it makes me feel so much better.

Since I can't go anywhere now, I'll take the opportunity to take care of myself.

I remembered that a few of us were beaten to pieces by the yellow-skinned young man with a small paper figure, and I was so angry that I vomited blood, and I now really wanted to know how he had cultivated to such a high level.

I hurried to find the book my grandmother had given me, afraid that I would lose it after the chaos of the Great War.

I frantically rummaged through the mattress and found it in a plain bag at the foot of the bed.

As soon as I saw that everything was still there, my heart suddenly sank into my stomach. Neither the arms nor the killing blades were lost, nor were the books damaged.

I quickly opened the book and looked at the previous contents, and when I reached page fourteen, I tried to release my ghost energy to make the contents show up.

Actually, I also have the mentality of giving it a try, because I couldn't open it when I was in good shape before, and now it's basically impossible.

I struggled for a long time, nothing happened, and I was a little discouraged. Just when I was depressed and wanted to close the book, four small words appeared in the lower right corner of the page.

"Cultivating Nature"

I quickly reopened it, but found nothing new, and I reused the unstable ghost energy in my body. It's a good use, even those four words are blurred. I was irritable.

Mindful and nurturing? I'm not a master of the world, so why are you telling me this? I want to learn more tricks and learn more about the true meaning of the Death Priest now.

Let me see what these words mean? Fork assessment groove blood.

It doesn't have anything to do with what I'm looking for, I want to know how to improve my ghostly energy, the enemy is current, if I can master some winning spells, enchantments or something, I won't suffer so much.

Or tell me how to control the method of the zhì puppet, the paper figure is a puppet, and I want to use it so skillfully.

Suddenly I felt that my body had become stiff, and the ghost qi in my body was colliding with each other again, maybe the two breaths that the two young people had fed me were still there, otherwise it wouldn't be so chaotic. In addition, the unjust ghost I met at the border of the Abi Hell before, he also gave me ghost energy.

Hey, it's no wonder I'm so chaotic, I'm just a container for all kinds of ghosts now, I've eaten so many powerful ghosts, but I haven't played it to the extreme.

But I need ghosts to replenish myself, and that's a contradiction. I don't have any ghosts to swallow anymore, and I don't dare to swallow anymore, so I thought of the small medicine bottle that the seventh prince gave me.

I poured out all the pills and found that there were only the last eight left, and I took them all in one go, and my body felt much more comfortable.

I'm still bored, how long will it take to be stuck here like this! I really want to quickly recover my body and ghost spirit, and go to the red-clothed big-headed snow girl and a few of them.

In the days that followed, the white-bearded old man did not appear again, and only a girl came to bring me food once a day.

I knew that there was no need to eat in the ghost world, so at first I was a little worried about whether the food would be poisonous or something.

But thinking about it later, it seems that the Li family doesn't need to do that. Anyway, I don't have any other way to replenish myself now, so I just eat them all.

The food doesn't have ghost donkey meat, and it's not as fragrant as what I ate on it, sometimes it's white and soft food that looks like tofu, and sometimes it's like grassroots, this level is estimated to belong to the coarse tea and light rice of the ghost world.

After two days of eating, I found that not only was I able to go to the ground, but my body was also much more energetic and comfortable. Could it be that those meals are not ordinary to fill my stomach, but an elixir to help me restore my body?