In South China Province, there is only one spirit beast academy.

That Spirit Beast Academy is in South China City, called South China Spirit Beast Academy.

However, this academy is not so easy to enter, so Ye Feng is not in a hurry, but plans to see if there is a chance to let Ye Li go to that academy to study after a while.

Ye Feng stayed in the fishing ground for two days and also accompanied Ye Li for two days.

Ling Qingshuang arranged for someone to go to the Luoyun Community to start digging.

Everything, as if planned.

But early this morning, Ye Feng's eyelids were jumping.

As the saying goes, the left eye beats blessings, and the right eye jumps disasters.

But Ye Feng's left and right eyes were jumping at the same time.

"It's strange, am I a disaster or a blessing?"

Ye Feng frowned and glanced at Ye Li, she was playing a game.

Although her body temperature is still very high, there has been no other reaction in the past two days, so it can be regarded as verifying Zhang Banyue's statement.

Ye Feng sent a WeChat message to Li Xinwei and asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm with relatives and friends, I'm bored to death, come and save me!" Li Xin complained slightly.

Ye Feng comforted him a few words, and then called his father: "Hello?"

"What's the matter?"

Ye Zheng was as cold as ever.

"Are you okay at home?" Ye Feng asked with uneasiness.

Ye Zheng was stunned for a moment and said, "It's nothing." ”

After a pause, he seemed to remember something, "Oh yes, you have time to come back, your Grandpa Qin passed away yesterday, and the funeral this afternoon should have arrived at the Qinglong Cemetery by now." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Feng nodded, his expression silent.

He now finally understood why his left and right eyes were beating wildly.

People have a little premonition in the dark.

Maybe Grandpa Qin's admission to the hospital before was a sign.

It's just that Ye Feng didn't expect it all to come so quickly.

......

Ye Feng left the fishing ground and went straight to the Qinglong Cemetery.

Qinglong Cemetery is not very far from Lingquan Community.

Judging from the distribution of bus stops, it is the next stop of Lingquan Community.

However, Qinglong Cemetery is the last stop in the northeast of Chujiang City, so the location is a bit off, and the road is also very rugged.

Around five o'clock in the evening.

A cyan bus staggered to the vicinity of the Qinglong Cemetery.

"Qinglong Cemetery, it's here, please get off the passengers, get ready!"

On the bus, a few people came down, and everyone looked solemn.

Ye Feng came down last, he was holding a bunch of white bone flowers in his hand, the flowers were white, the branches were craggy, and the yin qi was very heavy.

After death, people turn into white bones, and people nowadays generally use white bone flowers to commemorate the deceased.

It was getting late, and there were not many people in the cemetery, only burning yellow paper and sad cries, faintly wafting.

Ye Feng walked to the cemetery on the east side, which was the burial place of Grandpa Qin.

As soon as he approached, he found that in front of Grandpa Qin's tombstone, there were still some people burning paper and crying.

"It's Grandma Qian. ”

Ye Feng walked to the tombstone.

Several middle-aged people were supporting a gray-haired grandmother in front of the monument, burning Grandpa Qin's clothes before his death.

"Lao Qin, this is the book you used to read, after you go down, remember to accept it, you can take it and read it if you have nothing to do. ”

"This is your clothes, it's winter now, it's already cold, I guess it's even colder down there, you have to wear more clothes. ”

"Down, no one takes care of you anymore, you have to take care of yourself. ”

Grandma Qian muttered to herself, and there were mottled tears in her cloudy eyes.

She and Old Man Qin have been old friends for decades, and now that her old friend has left alone, she is very sad in her heart.

"Mom, it's almost, it's getting dark, let's go. A middle-aged man supported Grandma Qian and persuaded him.

"Good. Grandma Qian reluctantly looked at the tombstone for the last time, and stood up tremblingly.

Turning around, she saw Ye Feng holding the white bone flower, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, seemed to recognize it, and then asked with some relief: "Xiaofeng, is it you?"

"Hello Grandma Qian, it's me, I'll come and see Grandpa Qin. Ye Feng stepped forward and nodded.

"yes, you're such a good boy. Grandma Qian's tone was pleased, and she looked at the tombstone and said to herself, "Old man Qin, Xiaofeng has come to see you." ”

As he spoke, tears flowed down again.

"Mom, it's time to go. The middle-aged man continued to persuade.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to go back with us?" Grandma Qian was not worried that Ye Feng would stay here alone.

"It's okay, you go first, I'll go back by myself later. ”

Ye Feng shook his head, squatted down in front of Grandpa Qin's tombstone, and began to burn paper.

"It's okay, it's getting dark, remember to go home. Grandma Qian gave an order, and she was helped out of the cemetery by her family.

After Grandma Qian and the others left, in front of Grandpa Qin's tombstone, only Ye Feng was left.

It was getting late, and the wind was blowing, as if a cry came from the depths of the cemetery, and it was a little infiltrating.

However, Ye Feng's expression was not afraid, as a cultivator, he had righteousness in his heart and a hundred rivers in his heart...... So, he planned to catch the last bus home at six o'clock in the evening after the worship.

"I'm sorry Grandpa Qin, I'm late. ”

Ye Feng looked a little guilty.

On the day of recovery, he learned from Li Jiaguo that Grandpa Qin was sick and admitted to the hospital.

At that time, he was busy with his family, and he did not go to the hospital immediately, planning to go back in a few days.

Unexpectedly, time waits for no one, and in the blink of an eye, Grandpa Qin is already in the ground.

With a muttering mouth, Ye Feng put the white bone flower in front of the tombstone, and put the yellow paper that had not been burned clean on the side into the fire again.

The smell of smoky yellow paper smoke permeates the air, making people a little dizzy.

Rattle!

A pitch-black crow flew by, rendering the entire cemetery very ominous.

"Grandpa Qin, it's time for me to go back. ”

After Ye Feng finished worshipping, he saw that the time was almost six o'clock, so he got up and prepared to go home.

At this moment, a yellow smoke burst out of the fire and rushed towards Ye Feng.

His eyes immediately turned black, he fell to the ground, and fell unconscious.

Call!

A cold wind blew, and the entire cemetery was silent, as if it were dead.

The yellow smoke cleared, revealing a man wearing a black robe, with a man below his neck, but with a horse's face on his face.

This is a horse-faced man, the yin of the.

The horse-faced man didn't even look at Ye Feng, but turned his gaze to the grave bag behind the tombstone, and shouted: "Old man Qin, it's time to go on the road!"

The sound was like a bell, and the portrait of the old man Qin on the tombstone trembled.

Soon, in the tombstone, a person walked out of thin air, it was Old Man Qin.

His expression was withered, he was already wooden, and now he came out of his primordial spirit.

"It turns out that in this world, there is really a Yin Division. ”

Old man Qin muttered to himself.

"It's nature. The black-robed horse-faced man said indifferently, "I hope you don't have to struggle, go to hell as soon as possible, maybe you can catch up with a reincarnation." ”

"Well, I promise you, as long as you don't touch this child. ”

Old man Qin looked at Ye Feng, who was unconscious on the side, with a relieved expression.

"Don't worry, he's a living man and has nothing to do with me. ”

The horse-faced man glanced at Ye Feng lightly, and said so, but he still thought in his heart that he would suck a little bit of Yuan Shen later, and no one should find out.

"Good. Old man Qin slowly knelt down and stopped struggling.

"Good. ”

The horse-faced man looked satisfied.

Normally, even if it is an ordinary person's primordial spirit, if he struggles, he will have to spend a little bit of primordial spirit to deal with it, so that the gains outweigh the losses.

Therefore, if you can deter, choose deterrence.

Similar to Old Man Qin, who can't afford to resist, he likes it the most.