The next day, Tang Hua woke up hiding in bed, scanned the surroundings, and found that it was not his home.

Then there was a pain in his head, and he patted his head hard to think about the reason, only then did he realize that his actions last night might have hurt his head, and he raised his right hand and gently touched the bandage.

"It hurts so much? Looks like I'm not dead! Haha......" Tang Hua couldn't help but snicker, and then got out of bed with difficulty supporting his body......

Pushing open the door, I saw a statue of Sanqing in the living room, and the incense on the desk was burning. On the sofa sat an old man wearing a patched zodiac robe, who was in a daze at a jar the size of a watermelon covered with rune paper, and didn't notice Tang Huazang's movement at all.

"Ahem, that old man, you saved me?" Tang Huazang asked tentatively.

"Yo, boy, wake up! Don't you believe me, why are you still coming to me? The old man in the patch robe looked up at Tang Huazang and said sarcastically.

Tang Huazang was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile like a chrysanthemum rippled on his face: "Hey, where is the old brother!" I have known for a long time that you are a master, but there are many people, and it is inconvenient for me to show my admiration at that time! But dude, what happened to me last night? ”

"Don't be verbose, and don't call me brother, it's almost the same as you being my grandson, my name is Huang De'an, the 107th generation of Maoshan, you were attacked by a happy ghost last night and I saved you! Speaking of which, your kid is lucky, this happy ghost is extremely angry, and I don't know how you got to my door."

"Joy ghost? What's that? Tang Huazang asked suspiciously.

Huang De'an pointed to the sealed jar on the coffee table: "This happy ghost is actually a kind of evil ghost, who died in a red wedding dress and was formed by the gathering of resentment." However, this kind of ghost is not common, and only the newlyweds who die at the wedding scene have a chance to transform into it, but few who have seen it can survive. ”

Tang Huazang looked at the jar on the coffee table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Is there really a ghost in the world?" ”

"Not only ghosts, but also zombies and youkai!" Huang De'an said casually.

"Zombies, Monsters, ......"

Tang Huazang's heart seems to have been knocked over the five-flavor bottle, is the science that he has believed in for so many years all wrong? Is it really as Einstein and Newton said, "The end of science is theology?!" ”

Looking at Tang Huazang, who fell into a momentary stupid state in front of him, Huang De'an thought that his mood was extremely complicated when he first came into contact with these things, so he began to take the initiative to explain:

"Zombies are divided into 7 levels of true gods (golden eyes), true ancestors (silver eyes), red eyes, green eyes, purple eyes, gray eyes, and white eyes, among which the golden-eyed zombies have the highest ability to compete with ancient gods such as Nuwa and Fuxi, and the silver eyes have the strength of general ancient gods, and red-eyed ......"

After taking a breath, Huang De'an continued: "Ghosts are divided into black shadows, gray shadows, white clothes, yellow cedars, red li, regents, ghost generals, ghost kings, and ghost emperors, among which black shadows and gray shadows do not have attack power. As he spoke, Huang De'an glanced at the jar on the coffee table again.

"As for the demon, hehe, I'll know when you meet you." Huang De'an smiled slyly.

Seeing that Tang Huazang didn't speak for a long time, Huang De'an thought that there was something wrong with his body, so he asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" How do you feel dumbfounded? ”

"I felt so heavy on my shoulders and I was dizzy." Tang Huazang reluctantly squeezed out a smile and told his situation truthfully.

After listening to Tang Huazang's narration, Huang De'an approached the sword and swept it in front of him, and then took a serious look at his situation: "Well, last night this happy ghost lay on you and blew out the fire on your left and right shoulders, this is not bothersome to open the altar for you to continue, but your headache is very troublesome, your heavenly soul was eaten by her, so you are now a person with an incomplete soul!" As he spoke, Huang De'an's face changed from serious to solemn, and then from solemn to worried.

"Heavenly Soul?" Tang Huazang fell into doubt again.

"Hey, why are you talking about this with a headache, I'm really asking for trouble......" Huang De'an slapped his head and looked a little remorseful.

"Gotcha! Now that I've said that, I'll tell you more! Anyway, I think you will definitely die if you don't enter the Dao Gate in this situation, so it's better to talk to you about science in advance! Huang De'an seemed to have made some great determination, and dragged Tang Huazang to sit on the sofa and began his narration.

"The so-called three souls and seven souls are talking about people having three souls are the heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul, and the so-called three souls gather to be fateful, saying that there are three souls that will breed seven souls, and the seven souls refer to one soul Tianchong, two spirits of wisdom, three spirits for qi, four spirits for strength, five souls for the center, six spirits for the essence, and seven spirits for the Ying. The seven souls of a person who are about to die are scattered first, and then the three souls are separated from the body for death. Huang De'an cleared his throat when he said this, and continued: "And the human heavenly soul is right above the head, and your headache is caused by being devoured by the happy ghost. The main luck of the two souls of heaven and earth, it is not necessarily a bad thing that your current heavenly soul is broken, the good thing is that thanks to your heavenly soul is missing, your fortune is declining, and your life is overwhelmed, which will force your life to help your fortune, and the cohesion of the seven spirits exceeds that of the person who is overwhelmed by luck, which will make your fortune seem to be in deficit but actually have a strong surplus, so it has created your cultivation fate. ”

Hearing this, Tang Huazang's face became more puzzled: "Good thing?!" ”

Huang De'an seemed to see through his mind and continued: "Of course, geniuses are not so easy to produce, first of all, you have to have enough chances, for example, you are devoured by Hongli this time and do not die, and you must find a way to make up for the trauma of the Heavenly Soul within seven days, and find a balance point of fate and luck." Otherwise, I'm afraid that your fate will be unbalanced, and the three souls and seven spirits will die out of your body! ”

“……”

At this time, Tang Huazang felt the black lines on his forehead running around: "Saying so much, although I don't understand it very well, it means that I may die?!" ”

Huang De'an looked at Tang Huazang in front of him and his expression became more serious: "It's not possible, the probability of your death is more than 99%!" ”

"I'll go! Old man, are you reliable? Even if you want to blackmail money, you don't need to scare me by saying it so mysteriously! Tang Hua stood up suddenly, his face full of suspicion.

"Don't believe me?" Huang De'an glanced at him.

"Don't believe it!" Tang Huazang's tone was firm.

"Then you try to pat your head lightly, pay attention to pat gently!" When he spoke, Huang De'an changed his sitting posture and lay directly on the sofa.

Tang Huazang was also direct: "Shoot it!" As he spoke, the palm of his right hand had fallen on his head, and suddenly a feeling like being struck by lightning exploded in his mind, and Tang Huazang, who was in pain, instantly fell on the sofa and inhaled the cool air.

"If you want to live, you have to listen to me! First of all, I can help you, you only need to refine the red force into a soul crystal and inject it into your heavenly soul to stimulate the self-healing ability of your heavenly soul, of course, it can't be made up for if it is devoured. Then you have to cultivate to the Taoist real realm within these seven days, open up the qi veins of the three souls of heaven and earth, and make the three souls complementary, so that your two souls of heaven and earth will be nourished, but because of the lack of heavenly souls, you will still be at a disadvantage in general, so that you can ensure that the soul of Yunwang will not disperse. ”

"Real people?! As far as I know, the rank of the scholar should be Dao Tong, Huang Guan, Shu Fang, Zhenren, and Heavenly Master...... This real rank is very high! Tang Huazang said with emotion.

"Hmmm! It's high, but you have to do it in seven days, or you're going to die! This situation of yours is by no means unique in the long history, and as far as I know of the examples, there are probably hundreds of failures! Huang De'an patted his chest lightly and said with a nonchalant face.

Hearing that they all failed, Tang Huazang's heart was half cold, but he still had a trace of luck: "Isn't there one success?" ”

"Nope!"

Hearing Huang De'an's words, Tang Huazang felt like the sky was about to fall, but he noticed that this old man seemed to be very leisurely when he spoke, could he really have a way to save himself?

"That'...... Well, what should I call you? ”

At this moment, Huang De'an seemed to suddenly come to his senses, sat up upright, and pressed his hands on his knees: "Don't you want to find a master like me?" After saying that, he showed a shyness smile.

"Awesome! Master? Tang Huazang looked distrustful.

"Don't believe me?" Huang De'an asked.

When I saw that the old man was going to be angry, if it was really as he said, then I still expected him to save his life.

Thinking of this, he immediately changed his flattering face, and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Master!" Awesome! ”

"Count your little rabbit cub with insight, I dare to charter a ticket If someone in the world dares to say that you have the highest probability of survival, I Huang De'an must be one of them!" Huang De'an said triumphantly.

"Yes, the master is the most awesome, and he solved the happy ghost without much effort! My worship of you is like a surging river, endless! Regardless of whether Old Man Huang was bragging or not, at this moment, Tang Huazang actually slapped the horse without discipline in order to get a glimmer of life.

"Shoot less horses! Go and put a stick of incense on Master Zu, and then we'll start cultivating, otherwise you kid won't have a few days to jump! Saying that, Huang De'an took out three sticks of incense from the confession and handed them to Tang Huazang.

"Where's the master's lighter?" After taking the incense Tang Huazang, he asked.

"Idiot, you don't need a lighter to incense with Master Zu, you go directly to the door and say that you are willing to join me Maoshan to become the 108th generation of heirs, and then hold the incense and kowtow three times, and the ancestor will see how many incense sticks you have!" Huang De'an said angrily.

"So amazing?" Although Tang Hua was suspicious, he still did as he was told.

"Disciple Tang Huazang, who is violated by evil today, is willing to join Maoshan to become the 108th generation of successors, take Kuang Fu justice as his own responsibility, accumulate merits and protect the peace of the world!" Say goodbye.

These three worships are extremely pious and solemn, and they are not mixed with any falsehood, because Tang Huazang's childhood dream was to support justice and ensure peace in the world.

However, the moment he looked up, three streaks of green smoke emerged from the incense head, and a faint spark lit up immediately, and then brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye until it burned normally.

"I'll go, a wizard is a wizard!" Huang De'an sighed beside him.

At this time, Tang Huazang slowly turned his head and asked, "I...... Isn't it amazing? His face was full of confusion when he was questioned.

Huang De'an was afraid that his tail would rise to the sky and avoided answering, but urged: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and offer incense! ”

"Oh!" After eating a bowl of closed-door soup, Tang Huazang honestly walked over to the statue of Sanqing with three sticks of incense on his head.

Just as he was about to insert the incense into the furnace, an inexplicable wind blew in the closed room, blowing the three idols half-rolled, just covering Sanqing's face.

All this fell into Huang De'an's eyes, and he stared at Tang Huazang in a daze with wide eyes, and muttered: "Who are you?!" ”