Bodhizi touched his nose in embarrassment, "Ahem, I'll just say it casually."

Cha Yunfei on the side covered her mouth and snickered, "Senior brother, how does it feel to be taught a lesson by a junior?"

Bodhi Zi was not angry, but just sighed, "The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible."

I was a little embarrassed to be so complimented by the two.

I no longer teased, but said with a straight face, "But all evil cultivators have their Achilles' heel."

"For example, the hanged ghost is afraid of the Qiankun lock, and the drowned ghost is afraid of the three real fires......

"A demon seems to be powerful, but in fact it is a papier-mâché tiger, and it can be broken by poking at the weakness."

"If you want to understand the weakness of the Ghost King, you have to start with her origin and figure out the cause of her death."

Bodhizi nodded thoughtfully, "This is reasonable, just do as you say."

I clenched my fists and said goodbye, and went downstairs to rest.

Cha Yunfei sent me out the door, and when she arrived in the courtyard, she covered her mouth and chuckled, "Mr. Zhuge , you really have the ability to reprimand your senior brother for a moment."

I was a little worried, "What I said today is not too much for the Bodhi seniors?"

"Not too much, not too much."

Cha Yunfei restrained her playful posture, and said with a slightly solemn face: "Senior brother has been in retreat in the mountains all the year round, and while he doesn't ask about the world, he doesn't understand the world."

"The habit of self-righteousness and even arrogance has always been deeply rooted."

"Mr. Zhuge , if you get a chance, you must admonish Senior Brother well and let his temperament be restrained!"

Cha Yunfei, who is respectful to Bodhi Zi on weekdays, actually hides such a side.

I smiled and said, "Definitely."

After going back to my room for a full night's rest, the next day I packed my bags and prepared to say goodbye to Tenggu and Motoyoshi.

During this time, thanks to their care.

But the hall was empty, and Yuanji, who was cutting trees in the backyard at this time on weekdays, was also gone.

It's strange, Grandpa Tenggu drinks tea in the hall on weekdays, why is he gone?

Putting on a new set of clothes, Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu, who were still wrapped in their carrying, walked down the stairs.

Sun Weiwei said, "Grandpa and Uncle Yuanji, they have to go out to run errands and leave early in the morning."

"He commanded us last night not to disturb you."

What Grandpa Tenggu wants to do is naturally a big deal, so I didn't ask too much.

I wondered and asked, "You two big bags, where are you going?"

The fawn ran over and hugged my thigh, and said in a sweet voice, "Brother, we are going to follow you!"

"Wherever you go in the future, we will go."

For a while, I couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm here to get down to business, not to play, what are you going to do?"

Sun Weiwei explained, "Before Grandpa Tenggu left, he arranged for us to capture the ghost king with you, so that we could enter the world and practice."

Seeing that I was stunned, Sun Weiwei suddenly lost her temper.

"If you think it's troublesome, forget it, we don't really want to go anyway!"

After speaking, she sat on the chair in the middle hall angrily, followed the appearance of Grandpa Tenggu, poured herself a large glass of water, and poured it down.

Before I could speak, Bodhi took the lead and said solemnly, "Bodhi, what we have to do may be in danger of our lives at any time."

"For the sake of your safety, I'd better stay ......"

I interrupted and said, "Bodhi seniors, Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu seem to be young, but they have actually experienced life and death."

"The two of them may have better experience in actual combat than you."

Bodhi Zi was embarrassed for a while before he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, "Okay, everything is up to you."

Just when I was hesitating whether to refute Bodhi's face too much, Cha Yunfei secretly gave me a thumbs up behind him.

Kill the Bodhi Son

Sharpness is also good.

Now he eats a little more deflated, which is better than being beaten by the ghost king to almost death like a few days ago.

I said, "Since it's Grandpa Tenggu's arrangement, you should follow it."

Sun Weiwei was not convinced, "Isn't it grandpa's arrangement, you won't let us go!?"

The little girl is not very old and has a good temper.

I laughed and said, "Don't make a fuss, lock the door and let's go."

The door of the coffin shop was locked, Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu stood at the door, took one last look at the coffin shop, and when they turned around to look ahead, their eyes were a little confused.

Perhaps, this is the first time in their lives that they have left Gagu Town.

Last time we went to the mountains and forests to visit the tomb, although Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu encountered danger, they did not experience life in the outside world.

This time, they had to actually get in touch with a completely different, larger city and society.

It is estimated that it is a big impact for Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu.

I summoned the Bone Spirit Horse and loaded it into the carriage, in which the five of them sat a little cramped.

On the way, I couldn't help but tell Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu about the things to pay attention to.

For example, wealth should not be exposed, non-essential states should not be exposed, and identities should be hidden forever when investigating things, etc.

Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu just went out, they must have been full of enthusiasm, and they were not at all concerned about what they said to me.

On the contrary, it was Bodhi Zi and Sun Weiwei, who were stronger, who listened with relish.

From time to time, Bodhi Zi asked, "Qianlong Qianlong, why can't you expose your wealth and cultivation when you are outside?"

I stared at Bodhi Zi for a while, and patted a white jade gourd on his waist, "Senior, if I'm not mistaken, the one you have pinned to your waist should be an amazing treasure."

Speaking of the white jade gourd, Bodhi Zi said with some pride: "This is the Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid Pot, and the spiritual liquid contained in it will ferment over time, making the spiritual power in it more and more intense."

"Drinking a sip of nourished spiritual liquid can not only prolong life, but also increase cultivation."

This Bodhi really doesn't have any heart at all.

Like this kind of treasure, I looked a little red, and he even happily introduced the use.

I said, "In short, if I were a gangster and I saw that you had such a good treasure, I would inevitably have bad thoughts in my heart."

Bodhizi immediately interrupted: "Cultivators, who pay attention to transcending heaven and earth and becoming one with all things in nature, how can they do the act of killing people and stealing goods!"

"Hidden Dragon, you're too vigilant, you're too sophisticated!"

At this moment, not only me, but even Sun Weiwei and Xiaolu are looking at Bodhi Zi with eyes like fools.

These four words are definitely not suitable for me.

In the face of all kinds of ghosts, if it weren't for my vigilance, I wouldn't have known that I had died dozens of times!

The last time we went to the grave, it was by virtue of vigilance that we were able to go to the end.

Bodhizi was unaware of the contempt of the people around him, and continued to talk eloquently about feeling good about himself: "Cultivation should be on the right path, worthy of one's heart.

"I believe that the monks of the same generation also have such a purpose, and they will never harm me!"