Sensing that his state was getting worse and worse, Xia Le hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding the young man.

He found that the young man's arms were cold, not at all like the temperature of a living person.

Coupled with the fact that the other party had no shadow, naturally, a word slowly appeared in Xia Le's heart.

"He's probably not human! Am I still human? ”

Xia Le looked down at the shadow under him, first breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the old man next to him with an extremely shocked expression,

"Could it be that you are the legendary cultivator? Sure enough, the old men who are hiding in the cemetery are all big guys? Are we a sophistication? The master is above, please bow to the apprentice! ”

After speaking, Xia Le knelt down in front of the old man guarding the grave, his expression was still very excited.

Cultivating immortals, alas!

This kind of good thing suddenly fell on his head, it was really pie in the sky!

Grave Keeper: ......

Are young people thinking so lively now?

Hit me by surprise!

"This is not an immortal cultivator."

Although the grave keeper was surprised by Xia Le's brain hole, if this kind of terrifying incident that killed a city at every turn was the cultivation of immortals, then the cultivation of immortals would inevitably be too desperate.

"This is tricky! Fighting against tricks is a very fatal thing, and only one lucky person can harness the power of tricks out of thousands of people, but such people will die quickly in the incident. There are hundreds of millions of people in our generation, and there are no more than 20 of them who have achieved something in the end! ”

"With my help, you have mastered the power of tricks, but at the same time you will be corrupted by tricks. If you don't find a way to control the second trick, you won't live for three months! ”

But even though he knew that he only had three months left to live, Xia Le still said without hesitation.

"Master, there are many corpses and bones on the road to cultivating immortals, and there are a few immortals through the ages! This is a fool! The so-called heaven will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically. Even Mencius said so, if we ordinary people want to cultivate immortals, of course, it is even more difficult! ”

"Since you have gone from ordinary to extraordinary, if you want to achieve something, you don't have an indomitable red dust heart, you don't have a bold and careful exquisite heart, and you don't have an invincible heart that is brave and enterprising, what else do you cultivate? Go home and farm! ”

Hearing what Charle Balabala said so much, the grave keepers were all surrounded by him.

He trolled.

"Could this really be cultivating immortals? What we do is actually sophistry? If you go to the extreme, you will become a strange immortal? ”

The grave keeper thought of some old friends who went back in time, predicted the future, reincarnated, moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, and so on, and really believed it!

But soon, thinking of the reality of the situation, he sighed deeply.

"We people also came out with a few powerful ones back then, and we crushed those things to a nail, but what's the use? When we die one by one, those strange things will reappear, and then they will become more and more powerful. Those of us who are old and immortal have no choice but to put our hopes on the afterlife. ”

"Even if this is really an immortal cultivator, it is also a cultivator like a Gu cultivator! Yugong moves mountains, but that's it! One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, this sentence is not just talking. ”

Looking at Xia Le who was kneeling on the ground, he shook his head slightly, grabbed the young man's treacherous appearance with one hand, and threw it out casually.

The next moment, a thick layer of grave soil piled up on the ground, burying the powerless monster into the earth.

"Housheng, get up, even if you call me master, it's useless. I don't have any exercises here, let alone any panacea, but I've heard that people outside have summed up three rules. ”

You can't kill it.

Wei has a unique law of killing.

Only trickery can deal with trickery.

The old man pulled Charle up, sat him on a stool, and explained to him.

"Although there are a slight discrepancies between these three rules, they are generally correct. For example, if I send a trick from Lao Chen's body into your body, you will also master the law of this trick called "money trick". ”

"Wealth can be channeled, and naturally it can also be tricked. People have yang longevity, and trickery has yin longevity. Qian Wei can make the Yin Shou of Wei into trick money, even if ordinary people take trick money, they can buy a way out, which has a great effect. ”

"Lao Chen encountered a terrifyingly strong Shou Trick at that time, but it happened to conflict with the money trick in his body, and the strength of the two canceled each other. Although he lost his strength, he also lived to the limit of 99 years old, and his later years were the most peaceful among us. It's a pity that his bloodline is all used to suppress that longevity. ”

As he spoke, the expressionless dead man of the old man showed a little envy on his face.

"Now according to Lao Chen's arrangement before his death, the longevity trick in his body has been pressed in the grave, and the money trick was taken out by me and given to you in this future life. In the future, you will be the new owner of the money bank, and you will be responsible for making trick money. ”

Hearing this, Xia Le's eyes lit up.

So the trick in his body is actually a money printing machine?

Wonderful!

As we all know, the strongest ability in the world is actually the ability to make money!

However, using this ability shortens the lifespan.

It's really right to the sentence on the Internet:

Would you like to trade your life for money?

For pulling the innocent Xia Le into this kind of thing, the grave keeper also has a sense of guilt in his heart.

"Housheng, what's your name? Don't call me master, just call Lao Luo. ”

Of course Charlotte wouldn't call it that,

"Teacher......"

He just wanted to continue calling the master, but seeing the old man shaking his head firmly, he could only change the order.

"Luo Lao, my name is Xia Le."

"Charlotte, good name."

Luo Lao patted Xia Le's shoulder and pointed at the two steamed buns on the table.

"Let's eat first. After dinner, I'll take you to the town in the car and get the money bank back open. My old bones can last a year and a half, and the rest is up to you. ”

Xia Le looked at the table and found that his mobile phone and keys were placed on the table, and the drawing board was placed next to the table.

He didn't know that he had been in the coffin for a few days, and his phone had long since run out of battery.

However, Xia Le was born as an orphan, and the old professor and his wife who adopted him died early, and they had few friends on weekdays.

Now that he's in his senior year, it's time to look for a job, and no one will contact him.

When eating the steamed buns, Xia Le took a bite and felt that there was a strange smell on the steamed buns, as if they were rancid and rotten.

He frowned, almost not throwing up.

But looking at the snow-white steamed bun, Xia Le tore it open and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing Xia Le's expression, the old man explained.

"When you become a trickster, your sense of taste suffers. Now you have to rely on food and oxygen to stay alive, and it doesn't matter if you don't eat, drink or breathe for a long time. ”

It's frustrating.

Xia Le frowned tightly, and stuffed two steamed buns into his stomach.

Although this steamed bun is not delicious, he is really hungry.

After eating, Xia Le picked up his things, looked down at the longevity clothes on his body, and asked the old man on the side.

"Luo Lao, this dress ......"

The old man replied.

"This shroud can suppress the trick in your body, it's best not to take it off."

The corners of Xia Le's mouth twitched, there was no choice but to put on a coat over the shroud.

Seeing that Xia Le was ready, the old man nodded lightly to him.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the car."

The two of them walked out of the cabin one after the other, and it was already completely dark outside.

As he walked, the old man said to Xia Le.

"The next bus we were going to take was very special, not only carrying people, but also carrying tricks. The power of the trick on this bus will be suppressed, and if you can't suppress the trick in your body, you can also get on the bus and sit for a while, which will help a lot. ”

"This car was originally driven by Xiao Qin, but Xiao Qin has not been available recently, so this car has not been repaired for a long time, and it is easy to stall. When the engine turns off and the lights start to go out, you must get out of the car immediately. Otherwise, people will die like lights out, and when the lights on the bus are all out, you will never be able to get off the bus. ”

The two of them had not walked far, and when they turned around, they could still see the cabin just now.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Luo Lao kept talking to Xia Le about some precautions, and Xia Le listened very carefully.

For example, if a person controls trickery, he will inevitably be affected by trickery.

Another example is the use of more tricks, the easier it is to recover.

In addition to the trick, there are many supernatural items like tricky money in the world, all of which have different abilities.

At that moment, a light suddenly appeared from the end of the road.

Xia Le couldn't tell how the light came from, but he could only see that it was an old bus.

Waiting for the bus to stop, Xia Le hadn't gotten on the bus yet, and three people got down from the back door first.

The three men were dressed in white mourning clothes, and their faces were pasted with a piece of white paper in the shape of a copper coin burned for their ancestors.

The key is that these three people have no faces under the white paper, and they are bare, which startles Xia Le.

"Housheng, you can't be shocked!"

The old man shook his head slightly and stomped his foot slightly.

Immediately, a pile of grave soil rose from the ground, burying most of the three monsters, revealing only one head.

This grave has the effect of suppressing the tricks, so that the three tricks will not move at once.

At this time, the old man said to Xia Le.

"Housheng, try to make them into tricks."

Xia Le hesitated for a moment and said to the old man.

"Old Luo, this ability will consume my yang longevity, and if I use it too much, I will be gone!"

The old man waved his hand absently.

"Although it will consume your life, unless something is achieved, people like us will not live long. When something is done, life is not a problem. If it weren't for the longevity that can take away people's lives, Lao Chen would be the most likely of us to get to that point, it's a pity. ”

When Luo Lao said so, Xia Le could only believe it first.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the three faceless treachers, and a thought naturally appeared in his heart.

"These three tricks add up to just three dollars."

With the activation of the power, Xia Le felt an extremely cold and cold power flowing out of his hand, which was bitterly cold, all the way to the depths of his soul.

This made him feel as if this hand was not his own, and it was simply the trick in his body.

Soon, the three faceless monsters in the grave disappeared, and a colorful banknote appeared in Xia Le's hand.

This banknote is completely different from the regular coins, it is a three-dollar denomination, and it looks like a game banknote in Monopoly.

At the same time, three copper coin patterns the size of one yuan appeared on the back of his hand.

Looking at this pattern, Xia Le had a kind of realization in his heart.

When the copper coin pattern spreads all over his body, it is when his life span is exhausted.

This time he went to his three-month lifespan, and one dollar for a month's life, which was expensive.

Seeing that Xia Le had successfully created tricky money, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then said.

"Get in the car, or the car will leave soon."

grabbed the paper money in his hand and put it in his pocket, and Xia Le followed to get into the car.

Xia Le glanced at the bus and found that this bus was no different from other buses except that it was a little older.

When he got on the bus, he looked at the black screen in the bus with a line of words.

Current passengers: 1

“1？”

Xia Le was a little puzzled.

He glanced at the carriage and found that even if he and the old man were not counted, there were four people sitting on it.

How can it be 1?

But Xia Le suddenly remembered something.

"Just now Luo Lao said, this is a car with tricks? So this number is not the number of people, but the number of tricks! ”

He was shocked, and his eyes quickly swept over the four people in the carriage.

There were two people leaning on the last seat, one wearing a cap and eyes closed as if sleeping.

The other was wearing a black jacket and was also bowing his head.

In the middle compartment, there was also an old woman wearing an old cloth robe from the Republic of China period and carrying a basket in her hand.

Put a cloth on the basket and cover the contents of the basket.

In the first position on the left side of the carriage, sat a man who was dripping with water.

It wasn't raining, but he seemed to be soaking wet, and water kept coming out of his shoes.

Xia Le's heart sank.

"It seems that this is a trick!"

But after getting on the bus, Xia Le felt a lot more relaxed.

The money trick in his body seemed to not exist, and the cold and cold feeling before disappeared.

"Is this the role of bus suppression? It's amazing! ”

Seeing Xia Le and the old man getting into the car, the old woman with the vegetable basket showed a surprised look and said to the old man.

"Brother Luo, are you also in the car?"

"It's Xiao Meng."

The old man nodded to the old woman and pointed at Xia Le.

"After this, I got Lao Chen's money, and I plan to take him to the town to reopen the money village."

"Brother Chen's money?"

Meng Xiaodong was taken aback, and then a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Is the money bank going to open again? That's great news! ”

She lifted her basket, took out a rag doll from it, handed it to Xia Le, and smiled at her.

"Housheng, this is the first time I see you, I don't have any gifts for my wife, so I'll give you a doll."

Xia Le took this ordinary-looking doll, and immediately thought of the supernatural items that Luo Lao had just told him, and immediately thanked him sweetly.

"Thank you, Granny Meng."

Luo Lao glanced at the doll and said to Xia Le.

"This is a substitute doll made by Xiao Meng himself, if something happens, drop a drop of blood on it, and he will chase it first. Xiao Meng, you don't have a long time, right? At that time, I am afraid that this craft will be broken. ”

Granny Meng smiled nonchalantly.

"If it's broken, it's broken. Compared to reopening the bank, my craft is nothing. If it weren't for the fact that my deadline was approaching, I would have to help Brother Luo if I said anything. ”

(End of chapter)