Lao Li watched from the side, Gu Changsheng fought all night, and he didn't stop it, until the sky turned white Gu Changsheng was so tired that he couldn't punch anymore.

Lao Li looked at Gu Changming, who was soaked all over, and felt a little pity in his heart. Lao Li hopes that Gu Changsheng can fight for a while, if he can fight for a while, maybe there will be a chance to have a purple qi to meet him, although the chance is not big, but he can use some means to forcibly get a little chance for the young master.

However, the young master doesn't seem to have luck, and he has practiced the boxing of enlightening children for two years, but he is only in shape, and he has no fist intention. Lao Li thought about it, what is this, luck and talent are not absolutely reliable, history proves this. No matter how bad it is, even if the young master really doesn't have the slightest luck talent, it's not those outliers, it's nothing, as long as the young master has the identity of the young master, it's enough.

"Young master, don't worry too much, take a good rest. Lao Li said to Gu Changsheng, who was sitting on the ground panting.

Gu Changsheng nodded slightly, Gu Changsheng was already so tired that he had a little trouble talking.

Lao Li took out a bamboo tube of water from his baggage and put it next to Gu Changsheng, then walked to the back of Gu Changsheng, squatted down, and looked at the red sun that nodded slightly in the east, not knowing what he was thinking.

After an hour or so, Gu Changming stood up and picked up the baggage. Lao Li had already gotten up earlier and wanted to help Gu Changsheng, but he didn't expect Gu Changsheng to stand up by himself. After practicing like this, I was full of fatigue, and it was most difficult to get up after resting for a while, but I didn't expect Gu Changsheng to get up very neatly.

"Lao Li, I want to go to the hunter's grave to pay respects, is it okay?" Gu Changsheng said to Lao Li after getting up.

"Of course, the old slave just wanted to say, we have to go to the hunter's grave. Lao Li quickly replied.

"Well, do you know where it is?" Gu Changsheng didn't ask why, but continued to ask.

"The old slave probably knows where. Lao Li replied.

"Let's go. Gu Changming motioned to Lao Li to lead the way.

"Young master, don't be in a hurry, wait for the old slave to break through the yin barrier here and show the real scene. After that, Lao Li shook off a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, and lightly picked his index finger with the thumb nail of his right hand, and saw that there was a trace of blood oozing out of his index finger, Lao Li took the yellow paper in his left hand and used his index finger to write something on it, just like the fortune teller in the town wrote a talisman, but one used cinnabar and the other used finger blood.

Gu Changsheng watched quietly from the side, and Lao Li didn't explain anything. After writing, Lao Li handed the rune paper to Gu Changsheng and said: "When the old slave breaks the barrier, there may be some sinister energy, so the young master will be fine if he takes this rune paper." ”

Gu Changming took the rune paper and held it in his hand, the rune paper between them was as smooth as a mirror, and there were not any runes on it, but four big characters "Collect and suppress the town".

Lao Li handed over the rune paper and took out a palm-sized copper-colored small sword from the black wrap, and threw it vertically in the air, the small sword quickly stabbed into the air and scattered four huge sword shadows, each sweeping towards the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and Lao Li walked towards the wooden house behind, about two zhang away from the room, stopped, punched, and then Gu Changsheng felt that the square air was like a broken mirror, and the black gas lingered around, I don't know when Lao Li had an extra pitch-black tower in his hand, and all the black gas was ingested into it, and Gu Changsheng also saw the surroundings clearly.

The place where Gu Changsheng and Lao Li were standing at this time was in front of a few wooden houses, and the ground was covered with withered bones, and there were several dry bones, and there were pieces of dead leaves on the bones.

"The old slave has some tricks that are difficult to use now, and the realm has been suppressed a lot, plus the ghost cultivator has some tricks, and last night the old slave walked into the ghost barrier without even noticing it. The old slave didn't know much about the method of this formation, and he only saw that the wooden room was a ghost eye last night, so he could only use some brute force. As he spoke, Lao Li's little sword had returned to Lao Li's hand from the air, and Lao Li put it into the black wrap behind him along with the small tower.

Gu Changming looked at the rune paper given by Lao Li Gang in his hand, there was no change, it was still the same as when Lao Li gave it. Lao Li came near, looked at the old talisman paper in Gu Changsheng's hand, and then looked at Gu Changsheng and stopped. Gu Changming handed the talisman paper to Lao Li, but Lao Li did not answer.

"Young master, take it, this is not a rare thing, it's just a side door, it can only be used once. This time it may be that the young master is lucky, there is nothing yin to provoke him, the young master should not think that the old slave's rune paper is not working, and despise the old slave. Lao Li joked.

"No, no. Gu Changsheng didn't refuse, and put it into his own small baggage, wrapped it in the three copper plate fist and put it together.

Gu Changsheng looked at the dry bones on the ground and wanted to brush away the dead leaves on them, but was stopped by Lao Li, "Young master, before this matter is understood, until the old slave figures out the ins and outs of the ghost cultivation, nothing in this place can be touched." Lao Li said.

Gu Changming didn't make any moves when he heard Lao Li say this, and followed Lao Li to the hunter's grave. Along the way, everything is withered and yellow, and the bones are everywhere, or in the fields or on the Longshang, you can see the skulls, limb bones, and sternums scattered.

The hunter's grave was a little abrupt in this village, although it was a small mound, but it was overgrown with weeds, and the small grave was full of greenery, and it was the only place in this small village that looked normal.

"The young master now knows why the old slave knows about this hunter's grave, because the hunter's grave is not always disturbed by evil spirits. Lao Li said to Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng didn't speak, just looked at the weeds that were full of graves.

"If the young master wants to get rid of the weeds on the grave, you can rest assured that this place should be the safest place in this village. Lao Li saw Gu Changsheng's thoughts, and took the lead in pulling up a green grass on the grave.

"Why is that?" Gu Changsheng asked briefly, and also began to pull out weeds.

"Young master, do you remember that old man said last night that he had a son?" Lao Li asked.

Gu Changming's weeding hand paused when he heard this, he didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just carefully removed every weed on the grave.

Lao Li saw that the young master was silent, his face was gloomy, and he stopped talking. Seeing this, the young master must have understood. Last night, the old man's son was a hunter, and he forced his son to demolish the incense temple with death, but in the end, he killed his son in front of the tree, and he eventually became a ghost.

This is the grave of his own son, and there is no evil spirit, and he indirectly killed his own son, and he has no shame to come to the grave to pay respects, so that the grave is overgrown with weeds and no one takes care of it.

Who is doing all this, and who is the end, did he and the young master collide by chance, or is it someone else's obsession? Lao Li kept deducing in his head, and his fingers kept pinching.

When there is not a single weed left at the grave, Gu Changsheng will stand in front of the grave to worship, and Lao Li said another word to stop Gu Changsheng.

"Young master, no need, there is no one in this grave. Lao Li said, Gu Changming was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then still bowed deeply.

Seeing this, Lao Li didn't say anything, just sighed softly.

After Gu Changsheng worshipped, Lao Li looked at the wooden tombstone in front of the grave that could be clearly seen after removing the grass, and said to Gu Changsheng: "Young master, the old slave will tell you a story, tell a story about deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and washing the mountain gate with blood, and the protagonist of the story is called Xu Juesheng." ”

Gu Changsheng stared at the wooden tablet, although the ink was blurry, it was still recognizable, and it was written "The Tomb of Xu Juesheng".