"It's a sad story."

Chen Zhan looked at a young man who was similar to himself, maintaining the appearance of a social animal, presumably before the plane crash.

If the ghosts of this world are really like this, then we can talk together.

"You're the only one in this piece? No one else...... Other ghosts? ”

The plane crash ghost made a memory.

"At first, there was a lot, but somehow it all disappeared."

"How did you disappear, was it taken to the Netherworld by Niu Tou Ma Mian?" Chen Zhan quipped.

"I don't know or hear of bull and horse noodles."

Chen Zhan is very strange.

"I heard that after a person dies, the moment his soul goes out of his body, he will suddenly have an epiphany about the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, have you had an epiphany?"

The plane crash ghost made a gesture of thought.

"After I died, I first disappeared for a while, as if I fell into chaos, during that time I did have some epiphany, but it was all about myself, about the underworld you said, what bull head and horse face, I didn't have an epiphany."

"And what did you have an epiphany about yourself?"

Chen Zhan was curious.

He crossed into this world and died once, what did he have an epiphany?

Except for an epiphany, it seems that the others are still like birds.

"I realized that I no longer have any concerns with the world, and I don't want to have any concerns with them, it's not good for us, it's not good for them, any grievances and hatreds, it doesn't seem to be so important, after I die, I want to cultivate, and if I don't cultivate, it will disappear, just like the other ghosts I see here."

"It's a little lonely like snow, you, if you just cultivate, then your life is not interesting, you just keep wandering around here? The world is so big, don't you go out and see? ”

Chen Zhan knows too well that cultivation is boring, and the so-called hardships are the only way to become masters, but the immortals are all people who practice in retreat every day, and they don't even eat hardships, and live purely by eating air.

Chen Zhan couldn't stand such a hard life.

As for the big question of life and death, there are usually metaphors, life is like a ship and duckweed, and family and friendship are like a harbor and a pond.

Death is the process of getting out of here.

Moreover, the plane death ghost in front of him can see everything in the past, and even the netizens he wanted to see before don't want to see him.

Like a ship without an anchor, it is completely detached from these two emotions.

Only holding the roast chicken, it's okay to take a bite, this should be his life...... Oh no, the last fun of the ghost life.

Chen Zhan also sighed for a while.

After the crossing, there is little homesickness.

I can't go back, this is involuntarily.

It's been a long time since I've had such a heart-to-heart chat with someone.

It would be nice to have a few cans of beer and talk with this brother at this moment.

"I can't leave, I can't go anyway." The plane crash ghost said indifferently.

"I understand, this is your territory, you are equivalent to the land lord in Journey to the West."

The other shook his head.

"I don't know that kind of thing, seniority doesn't matter to me, it really doesn't make sense to be a grandfather or not.

There is only one thing I am concerned about, recently, the tribute here has been decreasing, and I have a very strong feeling that when there will be no tribute here, I guess it will be gone.

Thanks to you for bringing me these today. ”

"I understand, you are the messenger of the Pure Altar, and you rely on tribute to cultivate."

Chen Zhan came to his senses, sent something right, thanks to the roast chicken.

"Who is the messenger of the altar of purification? It's very profound, and it is estimated that I haven't cultivated to this level yet, and my soul will return to heaven and earth. The plane crash man sighed.

"Brother, the messenger of the Pure Altar is not cultivated, it is an official given by others, don't be afraid, tell me what your name is, I will help you set up a tablet and find a special place to worship, and it will be fine if you continue to pay tribute."

Chen Zhan's belly slandered, it was really unreasonable, and he squatted on the grave bag alone to comfort a ghost not to be afraid.

Then he said:

"How about I send you to the temple to make an offering? Are you afraid of incense? Are you willing to go vegetarian? Shou peach and big steamed bun or something. ”

"Don't be afraid, willing, it's good."

The plane crash ghost said happy words, and his seven emotions and six desires were thrown away, but he still remembered his name.

His intuition told him that this opportunity was particularly rare, and he quickly told Chen Zhan his personal information.

"My name is Chen Jia, this is my eight characters, you have to engrave my brand like this......"

Chen Zhan saw that the other party was also surnamed Chen, and he was still from his own family, which could be regarded as fate.

After some study, Chen Zhan said that he had written it down.

After a moment of conversation, I asked the point.

"Have you ever seen a plant like this?" As he spoke, he took out a sample of the curly cypress and said to the plane crash ghost. "The one I'm looking for is red."

"I don't know, I don't come out during the day, I don't pay much attention to these."

"No, I've heard that this thing doesn't exist during the day, only at night, and grows in the cracks of the coffin."

Chen Zhan felt his waist, he also carried a shovel behind him, and he was already preparing to dig the grave.

The plane crash ghost thought for a moment and jumped up from the ground.

"You wait, I'll find it for you."

As he spoke, the figure flickered and disappeared into the night.

Stay in the same place and count the stars boringly.

After a while, the other party came from a distance again.

"Let's go, I'll take you."

"Is there one?" Chen Zhan doubted.

"Maybe, I'm not sure, I'll have to take a look."

The plane crash ghost took Chen Zhan to the depths of the mountain, where the terrain is complex and unexplored.

Turning around, they came to an even more desolate mountain valley.

On this side of the underground landslide, an ancient wooden coffin was mostly exposed.

"That's it." The other party pointed it out to Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan approached, took out his mobile phone to illuminate, and carefully checked it.

There was indeed a plant in the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin board.

The power of the seed germination was enormous, and it directly cracked the mahogany of the coffin.

It's just that there are very few plants that can be seen, and it is not easy to reach out in the coffin.

"Like, very similar, I can't take it, it looks like I have to open the coffin."

Chen Zhan rubbed his hands, and after learning "Thirteen Articles of Dividing Gold and Fixing Acupoints", he had fantasized about the scene of opening the coffin many times.

Now he can actually fight, and carefully observe the coffin up and down, front and back.

But looking at it, he took a deep breath.

On the lid of this coffin, there are words.

It is clearly engraved with four big characters: "Death when the coffin is opened".

And as soon as the ink bamboo cane in his hand touched the outer wall of the coffin, he couldn't stop trembling, proving that it was poisonous inside.

Chen Zhan hurriedly pointed it out to the plane crash ghost.

"Brother, I can't open this coffin, there is a curse on it, and if there are any other coffins, I'll take a look."

The plane crash ghost shook his head, touched the four big characters on the coffin with his hand, and said quietly:

"It's okay."

"Are you alright?"

"When we were human beings, we all grew up studying science, how can we believe this, right?" The plane crash ghost said calmly.

Chen Zhan looked at him with a strange expression:

"You're very unscientific, right?"

The plane crash ghost scratches his head.

"You're right, but don't be afraid of the problem of opening the coffin, I have this!"