Chapter 8: Are You Stupid or Am I Stupid?

"Dao Chief, there must be ghosts here!"

"Dao Chief, let me tell you, that wind is really weird, we are with that monster, but that wind blows us away, and that monster has nothing to do at all!"

"Dao Chief, I thank you first, if you hadn't passed by our Pear Village this time, we wouldn't have known what to do."

"Dao Chief, that ghost thing is not afraid of the light of the red black, and it appears at noon, isn't it very powerful?"

A group of people from Pear Village talked about the situation to the long-bearded old man, but the old man only walked with one hand on his back and did not answer a word.

It's like a master.

However, the last words of the people in Pear Village made the long-bearded old man stop.

"Midday?" The long-bearded old man raised his eyebrows, reached out and touched his beard, and showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Looks like that ghost thing does have some power."

As soon as these words came out, the people of Pear Village became nervous, and the man who looked like the head of Pear Village stood up and waved at the long-bearded old man.

"Dao Chief, you accepted our Blood Ink Grass, and said that you would help us collect that ghost thing, you can't regret it."

The blood ink grass has a particularly good healing effect, whether it is an external injury or an internal injury, as long as you are not dead, you do not lack arms or legs, as long as you take it, you can heal immediately.

The Blood Ink Grass was accidentally discovered by a group of them while hunting in the secluded forest behind Pear Village.

The secluded forest is dangerous, there are fierce birds and beasts in it, and there are some spirit beasts that have opened their minds and stepped into cultivation, and every time they enter, they are nine deaths.

The most precious thing in their village is the Blood Ink Grass, and in order to get rid of the ghost things that appeared this time, they have already given the Blood Ink Grass to this Dao Master.

If this Dao chief leaves because that ghost thing is difficult to deal with, then what should they do in Pear Village!

"Don't worry, since Lao Dao has accepted your things, he will naturally help you get rid of that ghost thing." The long-bearded old man swept the dust and made a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

The words fell, and he continued to walk forward.

The people of Pear Village followed with a happy face, and thanked the long-bearded old man again and again.

"Thank you, Dao, for saving me."

"Thank you, Chief."

……

Jiang Yishu, who was sitting on the pear tree watching this scene, only felt a little funny.

What kind of ghost appears in the middle of the day is very powerful, this is nonsense.

Although the ghost likes the shade, it is not afraid of the light of the golden crow, even if it is standing under the light of the golden crow at noon, it is impossible to do anything.

Meng Yishu felt that the long-bearded old man was a liar.

But this liar also has some real skills.

Although Meng Yishu did not cultivate, because he was a ghost, he could see that the long-bearded old man was different from mortals.

The long-bearded elder should be a cultivator.

Sure enough, as soon as the long-bearded old man walked in, he saw Jiang Yishu sitting on the pear tree.

The villagers of Pear Village, however, found nothing.

Obviously, he has cultivation in his body.

"It's really a ghost!" The long-bearded old man looked in the direction of the pear tree, waved the dust, and pointed directly at Meng Yishu.

"Demon, don't hurry up and catch it!"

When the people of Pear Village heard this, their bodies trembled, and they all showed a look of fear, and they took a few steps back.

"Old man, you came to surrender to me, but you want me to be captured, hehehe...... Are you stupid? Or do you make me stupid? ”

Jiang Yishu's voice floated in the air, but the people of Pear Village did not see him.

This scene made the people in Licun feel creepy.

Their bodies trembled and they moved closer to each other.

The long-bearded old man's body also trembled, but he was not angry, not because he was afraid.

Being ...... Bah! is scolded by a ghost for being stupid, and a normal person will feel angry.