In the evening of the next day, I saw the black and white impermanence who had finished the day's inspection work and returned to the Ghost King's Mausoleum in twos and threes.

After dinner, some of them got together to play cards and chat. Some took fishing rods and went fishing in the Lechuan River before the dawn came. There was a rare look of relaxation on everyone's face.

But it's different from the casual appearance of the rest of the people in the Ghost King's Mausoleum.

At this moment, I saw two iron-faced people sitting at the stone table in the square of Jizooji Temple, glaring at each other.

"What do you see......"

Pei Ruhai stared at Fan Tianjiu Dao opposite.

"Look at your long black ......"

Fan Tianjiu gritted his teeth and stared at Pei Ruhaidao opposite.

"Your mother's ——!"

"Your grandma's ——!"

Pei Ruhai and Fan Tianjiu disagreed, and at the same time took the case and scolded each other.

"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant! I'll tell you the truth, if it weren't for the face of Lan Mei and the school committee, you would have to be wasted here today, you know?!"

Pei Ruhai glared at Fan Tianjiu angrily and gritted his teeth.

"Oops~ Do you think I, Fan Tianjiu, am scared? Do you believe it or not, I'll reward you with another Epsom Chrysanthemum Pill to try?"

Fan Tianjiu sneered at each other without flinching.

"Whew...... Stinky boy, you dare to mess with me......"

Facing Fan Tianjiu, who was dead-faced, Pei Ruhai didn't do it, and he didn't do it, so he had to stare at him angrily and shouted.

"What's the matter! Lao Tzu will be with you today! If you have the ability, we will keep going until dawn tomorrow! Whoever instigates the first will rotten the chrysanthemum ......"

Fan Tianjiu was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, glared at him and said provocatively.

"Hoo ......"

After a long confrontation, Pei Ruhai really had no choice but to snort coldly and said to him disdainfully:

"Hmph, I don't have time to delay work with you here......

Take out the Mourning Stick and try your luck, I'll teach you to do it quickly! I don't want to come here every day to see your stinky face!"

"Cut! Wouldn't it be okay to ......do this earlier?

Fan Tianjiu, who had the upper hand, sat back on the stone bench proudly, then took down the Zhenkun Divine Mourning Stick hanging from his neck and held it in his hand, frowning and clenching it hard.

After a while, because he was holding too hard, the corners of Fan Tianjiu's mouth twitched.

When Pei Ruhai saw Fan Tianjiu's tense expression, he immediately frowned, and said suspiciously:

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Looks like you have dry stools......"

"Grandma's, didn't you let me be lucky?!I did everything, why did you still scold me?!"

Fan Tianjiu immediately jumped up when he heard this, and shouted angrily at Pei Ruhai.

"I'm going to let you run the fighting spirit and inject it into the magic stick! I'm not going to let you hold it to the death! Even if you clutch blood like this, it's useless?!"

Pei Ruhai also yelled at Fan Tianjiu with angry eyes.

"Ahh......h

Fan Tianjiu was stunned when he heard this, scratched his head and looked at the funeral stick with embroidered needles in his hand, and then looked at Pei Ruhai and said suspiciously:

"That...... How do you run the fighting spirit?"

Pei Ruhai's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he stared at Fan Tianjiu and asked suspiciously:

"What's the matter? Didn't Mu Tiezhu teach you freshmen how to meditate on luck?"

Fan Tianjiu blinked in confusion when he heard this, suddenly clapped his hands, and suddenly realized:

"Ahhh......h

Speaking of this, I saw Fan Tianjiu scratching the back of his head, looking at Pei Ruhai embarrassedly and smiling:

"Hehe, it's just that I haven't practiced for too long, so ...... Forgotten all about. ”

"You ——!"

Pei Ruhai frowned angrily when he heard this, and raised his hand to beat him, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the anger in his heart-

"Grandma's, I will be calculated by a heartless guy like you, it's really a Tibetan mastiff......"

Speaking of this, I saw Pei Ruhai raise his hand and point to the stone bench beside Fan Tianjiu, and yelled at him:

"Sit there cross-legged! Cross your fingers! Look at your nose, look at your heart, and think of luck! I don't ——?!think about it."

"Well, the eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart......"

Hearing this, Fan Tianjiu looked up at the dome of the Ghost King's Mausoleum and muttered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily:

"Aha——! I seem to remember! You wait a minute, I'll try it first......"

Speaking of this, I saw Fan Tianjiu sitting on the stone bench with his fingers crossed, putting the Zhenkun Divine Mourning Stick in the palm of his hand, and then began to close his eyes according to the method Pei Ruhai said-

"Buzz ......"

Immediately afterwards, with a buzzing sound, I saw that the mourning stick in Fan Tianjiu's palm began to glow with dazzling blue light.

"Wow——! it's lit up——!"

Seeing that luck had worked, Fan Tianjiu suddenly shouted in surprise, but after taking a closer look at his palm, Fan Tianjiu frowned suspiciously-

“...... Well, it's bright, but why is it still so small?"

Pei Ruhai leaned over to Fan Tianjiu's side and looked at him in the palm of his hand, frowned and said:

"Well, look at the brilliance of this stick body, your kid's fighting spirit is not weak, but it's too scattered......

Because the Dou Qi disorder in your body cannot soak through the body of the rod, it can only float on the surface of the wand, so this kind of situation will only shine, but you can't restore the magic wand to the magic phase. ”

Fan Tianjiu scratched his head as if he didn't understand when he heard this, and then asked Pei Ruhai in a sneering manner:

"In that case...... So what?"

"Well, it seems that you can only start with the most basic stick tricks, so that you can first get used to the mourning stick, learn how to fix the fighting spirit evenly and stably on the stick, and then find a way to let the fighting spirit penetrate deep into the stick body......"

Speaking of this, I saw Pei Ruhai walk to the weapon rack next to the square, take a mourning stick from it and throw it in front of Fan Tianjiu, and said to him:

“...... Try to attack me with that mourning stick, and I'll see how well your ghost fights and falls. ”

Fan Tianjiu nodded when he heard this, stood up and picked up the mourning stick from the ground and held it in his hand.

But when he raised his head, he found that Pei Ruhai was sitting on the stone bench opposite him, and he didn't know where to take out a novel and put it on the stone table next to him, and then he didn't raise his head, and read it with relish.

"Hey, you let me attack you, don't you take weapons to defend yourself?"

Fan Tianjiu looked at Pei Ruhai, who was sitting there reading a novel, and asked suspiciously.

"Weapons, oh, that's it......"

When Pei Ruhai heard this, he looked around, bent down and picked up a small branch from the ground and held it in his hand.

Then, I saw Pei Ruhai shaking the small branch in his hand at Fan Tianjiu, who was standing with a stick, and said casually:

"Alright, come on......"

"Oops?!Look down on Lao Tzu, right?!"

When Fan Tianjiu saw Pei Ruhai's leisurely appearance, he was immediately furious.

So I saw Fan Tianjiu roaring, jumped up, raised the mourning stick in his hand and hit Pei Ruhai head-on-

"Look at the moves! The first style of the Fan family's ghost stick - there is no ...... in the world"

"Smack——!

But as soon as the stick hit the top of Pei Ruhai's head, before Fan Tianjiu's move name was shouted, he saw Pei Ruhai raise his hand and shake the small branch and touch it casually on the body of the stick, and the mourning stick in Fan Tianjiu's hand was instantly knocked away.

"When, when, when......"

The mourning rod fell from the sky and smashed on the ground behind Fan Tianjiu with a crisp sound.

Fan Tianjiu looked back at the Divine Death Stick on the ground and blinked, shocked in disbelief:

"W-What ......?"

"Hehe, a rookie who can't even hold a stick...... Why don't you pick up the stick and continue fighting?"

Pei Ruhai sneered while reading the novel without raising his head.

"Hoo ......"

Fan Tianjiu glared at Pei Ruhai angrily when he heard this, and then turned around and picked it up

Mourning Stick.

Then, I saw Fan Tianjiu spit a few mouthfuls of foam on his hand, clenched the mourning stick tightly, and then jumped again, raised the mourning stick in his hand, and yelled at Pei Ruhai:

"Come on——! I don't believe you can still ...... this time"

"Smack——!

As soon as Fan Tianjiu's words fell, he saw the branch in Pei Ruhai's hand flash, and the mourning stick in Fan Tianjiu's hand was once again instantly knocked out of his hand.

"This, this, this ......"

Looking at the mourning stick that was knocked down on the ground, he muttered in disbelief:

“...... What's going on?I—I'm clenching the stick?!"

"Alas...... It seems that you still don't understand that the Divine Mourning Stick is not held in your hand, but it has to be operated like this, and it is firmly glued to your hand......"

Pei Ruhai sighed when he saw Fan Tianjiu's confused appearance, and then opened his palm holding the branch to him.

At this moment, Fan Tianjiu realized that although Pei Ruhai had let go, the small branch was still firmly attached to Pei Ruhai's palm as if it had grown on his hand and did not fall.

And between the branches and Pei Ruhai's palm, there seemed to be a layer of red cyclones sticking them together.

"Oh, I see......"

Seeing this, Fan Tianjiu nodded thoughtfully, then picked up the mourning stick from the ground and pondered for a while, then clenched the mourning stick and slowly closed his eyes-

"Buzz, buzz......"

After a while, with the sound of buzzing, I saw that the body of the mourning stick in Fan Tianjiu's hand was actually glowing with a faint blue light......

"Uh-huh?......"

Pei Ruhai frowned when he saw this, raised his head from the novel, and looked at Fan Tianjiu curiously.

"Look at the ——!"

"Brush ——!"

After groaning for a long time, I saw Fan Tianjiu suddenly open his eyes and let out a loud shout, and a sharp green light shot out from his hand, stabbing towards Pei Ruhai like thunder and lightning——!

"When ——!"

A deafening collision sound sounded, and I saw that the green mang was transformed by Fan Tianjiu's mourning stick, and it was blocked by him with a branch less than five inches away from Pei Ruhai's ear...... But he didn't get rid of it.

"Well, it's okay to ...... now"

Looking at the mourning stick with a slight blue light in his ears, Pei Ruhai nodded gently.

"Hehe, I seem to have found a way......

Fan Tianjiu smiled proudly, took back the mourning stick and squeezed it hard, and in an instant, he saw that the green mangs of the mourning stick in his hand became more prosperous!

"Look at the trick - Rainstorm Pear Flower Stick!"

"Brush ——! brush ——! brush ......"

As Fan Tianjiu burst out again, the mourning stick in his hand struck out again.

I saw that this time Fan Tianjiu threw out a stick shadow in the sky, and a little green mang shot towards Pei Ruhai like a raindrop of steel needles——!

"When, when, when......"

And this time, Pei Ruhai did not be as contemptuous as he was just now, but sat upright, frowning, and seriously blocked the impermeable branches in his hand and the cyan sticks attacked by Fan Tianjiu one by one.

"Hahaha! See, as long as you get serious, you have to ...... cough cough cough ——!"

Fan Tianjiu immediately laughed proudly when he saw that the attack was powerful.

Fan Tianjiu just wanted to boast a few words, but before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he knelt on the ground with a puff and coughed violently.

"Hmph, just a little bit of progress and cocking your tail, you kid is really a dog......"

Pei Ruhai snorted coldly, threw down the small branch and stood up, looked at Fan Tianjiu, who was coughing violently on the ground, and said:

"Boy, although you already know the method of using the qi luck stick, your fighting qi is still very scattered, and the result of the fighting qi running around in your body is what you are now......

The next thing you have to learn is how to control this fighting qi in your body, and then output it evenly and steadily, instead of just letting it erupt randomly.

Okay, let's explore it yourself, I'm leaving......"

"Cough, cough, cough...... Pei Ruhai, you, you wait first. ”

Just as Pei Ruhai was about to turn around and leave, he saw Fan Tianjiu, who was kneeling on the ground coughing violently, suddenly stopped him.

"What else are you going to do?"

Pei Ruhai stopped, looked back at him and frowned.

"Ahem, ahem...... Pei Ruhai, how about we make a bet?"

Fan Tianjiu knelt on the ground and suggested to Pei Ruhai.

"Bet, bet?"

Pei Ruhai was puzzled when he heard this.

Fan Tianjiu stood up from the ground with difficulty holding the mourning stick, and then said to Pei Ruhai while coughing:

"Ahem, ahem...... Pei Ruhai, I want to hit you in three moves.

If I do, you'll teach me some real kung fu.

If I can't do it, I'll be a servant from today onwards, boiling water for you to cook, and serving and urine, how about it?"

"What?!Three moves?!"

Pei Ruhai's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he turned his head and stared at him in disbelief and sneered:

"Stinky boy, do you really think you are some kind of martial arts wizard that happens once in a thousand years? A little rookie wants to go to the house as soon as he grows a pair of small wings, why don't you fly?

I also hit me with three moves...... I'll give you 300 moves! You can touch a single hair of me, you are capable!"

"Ahem, ahem...... No more nonsense!Bet or not?!"

Fan Tianjiu provoked unmoved.

"Bet! Why don't you gamble! Someone is rushing to be my low-level subordinate, why don't I ......?"

Speaking of this, I saw Pei Ruhai bending down to pick up the small branch, then sat back on the stone bench and raised his chin at Fan Tianjiu, and said contemptuously:

"Come on, boy——!"

"Hehe, that's what you said......"

Speaking of this, looking at the confident Pei Ruhai, the corners of Fan Tianjiu's mouth twitched into a weird smile......