Ling Yun looked very surprised, and said, "No, wow! ”

The crazy old man grinned, stretched out his thin bone-only hand, and grabbed his clothes. With a hard tug, he ripped off his clothes and leaked above his stomach.

He said nervously, "Master, what do you want to do?"

The crazy old man pressed his palm on his chest, and a black gas erupted. The black air was cold and cold, evil and weird.

Ling Yun remembered that Lingyuan had said that it was called ghostly energy, but he didn't expect the crazy old man to do it too.

After the crazy old man's hand was removed, on his chest, a black word appeared - ghost. I've seen it when I've been taking a shower before. It's just that it's not black, and it's not obvious, so I can't see the word clearly.

He thought it was a birthmark or something.

"What is this?" he said nervously.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. ”

The crazy old man took off his clothes, and he was so thin that he didn't have much meat left. One old and one young, shirtless, will be somewhat misunderstood.

"Master, it's better to pay attention to your image. Ling Yun was afraid that the crazy old man would start to go crazy, and he would do something out of the ordinary, so he put on his clothes.

The crazy old man smiled slightly, slapped his palm on his chest, and the ghost aura exploded instantly. After taking it away, there is also a clear devil.

"Master, you ......," Ling Yun said in surprise.

"Son, actually, you are my long-lost grandson. As he spoke, the crazy old man covered his eyes, lowered his head, and was very sad, sobbing from time to time.

An old man, crying.

Ling Yun slowly stepped back, completely taking the crazy old man in his eyes, and looked at him carefully.

"He's my grandfather? He's my grandfather?"

He couldn't believe it, and kept asking himself if there was still a grandfather. For as long as he can remember, his parents died, he lived on the streets, and he survived by stealing chickens and dogs, living a life without a meal.

Chased by dogs, beaten, frozen and starved, I don't know how many times I escaped death.

Before he met his brothers, who were also beggars, he never knew what family affection was. He had countless fantasies about his family, and he had countless hatreds.

Now, in the face of the grandfather who suddenly popped up, he was excited and secretly complained.

Peel off his clothes and carefully compare the black ghost words on the chests of the two people. The font, color, size, almost identical. Could it be that this is the hallmark of the family?

His eyes moistened, and he asked with a trembling voice, "You...... Are you really my grandfather?"

The crazy old man didn't speak, just nodded.

Ling Yun finally couldn't control his tears, gushed out, and rushed over and shouted, "Grandpa!"

The mad old man raised his head and lowered his hand, but he did not shed tears. Patting his thighs, hahaha laughing. The smile is so happy, the smile is so annoying.

"You ......" Ling Yun was stunned, could it be that he had been tricked? But the family logo on his chest did exist!

The crazy old man laughed for a while, and when he saw Ling Yun's face, he couldn't help but laugh for a while.

"I said I was your grandfather, and you really believed me. Look at the two of us, where are they like? Did your father pick it up?"

"You!" Ling Yun was so angry that he snorted to leave.

"Wait, wait, wait, I won't laugh, I'll tell you where the ghost word came from. As he spoke, he still snickered from time to time.

Anyway, he was also tricked, Ling Yun wanted to see what story the crazy old man could make up.

The crazy old man began to be serious and said, "The ghost characters on the chest are not available to everyone, only the people of the ghost clan have them. ”

"Ghost Clan?" Ling Yun gave him a blank look and continued to listen to his serious nonsense.

The ghost clan can be said to be the strangest clan in the world, and it is different from other families.

Almost all families in the world are passed down by blood, and there is a strong family imprint in their bones. Even, their divine abilities can be inherited. Therefore, all families value bloodlines.

The four families are like that.

But the ghost race is not, and its appearance is regardless of region, family, or even race.

People of the ghost clan may be surnamed Zhao or Qian, may be born in a poor rural area, or may appear in the four major families.

They have no blood relationship with each other, no in-law relationship, and they can be two people who can't be beaten by eight poles.

The only thing that can confirm the identity of the ghost clan is the mark on the chest.

Because the ghost clan is unusual, it is regarded by the world as an ominous clan and a cursed clan. Even, it is a family that brings disaster.

People with the blood of the ghost clan do the same. They have waged war after war, fought for countless territories, and killed countless people.

The Imperial Dragon Clan couldn't bear it anymore, and together with the four major families, they carried out a great purge around the world, and there was no more legend of the ghost clan from then on.

Those who survived by luck and whose abilities of the ghost clan have not yet awakened have been hiding in the crowd and dare not speak out again.

But in recent years, the ghost clan has been on the rise again.

Led by the remaining elders of the ghost clan, the four masters codenamed Ghost Monster are the main force, and they are moving around.

Ling Yun unconsciously listened attentively and believed the words of the crazy old man. Only then did I remember that when he first came out of Bailan Village, Lingyuan did say that he was not allowed to use ghost qi, otherwise he would be killed.

Since he is a ghost clan, does he have to follow such a fate?

In the eyes of the crazy old man, the ghost clan does not have a special mission, let alone a cursed and disaster-causing fate. Like any other family, all they seek is power and status.

It's just that the previous leader of the ghost clan was too cruel.

If there is a kind-hearted person, he will definitely correct the name of the ghost clan in the future. And this person is Ling Yun, the person the crazy old man has been waiting for.

The crazy old man grabbed Ling Yun's shoulder and said, "Ling Yun, you are a member of the ghost clan, but you can change the fate of the ghost clan. Even, you can change the fate of people in the world. Lingyuan said, you are a god who is bitter and does not return, and I hope you can be worthy of this title. ”

"Master......" Ling Yun suddenly had a sense of mission.

The two sympathized with each other, and their eyes were full of tears again.

Ling Yun wiped his tears, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Master, I always have nightmares......"

"Dreaming that someone told you not to forget your mission and haunted you like a ghost?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you have too?"

"The people of the ghost clan have it. Aside from the ghost sigil, this is probably the only link between the bloodlines. Just treat him as a nightmare, just get used to it. ”

"But......" Ling Yun stopped talking.

The mad old man pulled out a necklace from his bosom with a small mahogany sword hanging from it. He hung the necklace around Ling Yun's neck and said, "You don't have to worry about nightmares in the future." ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

"And, the daytime gamble. ”

Ling Yun's face was black, and he thought that this matter was over.

"There is only one thing that Master asks you to do, to be a human being and not a ghost. You have to remember what you said, and you can't change it until you die. ”

"Be a man, not a ghost...... Don't worry, Master!"