The small stick in Sangsang's hand was picked up on the ground, and the tip of the stick was poking and poking in her hand all the time.

Ye Qiyun actually couldn't see the ghost in Sang Sang's mouth, but judging from Sang Sang's hand that had poked out the afterimage, the ghost should have been poked by his aunt and grandmother quite miserably.

In fact, this is also true.

The roadblock looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a linen-colored suit from the last century, but there was still a trace of blood on his chest, and his face was very good.

But even so, Aunt Sangsang couldn't help but destroy the flowers with her hands.

"Ancestor, I beg you not to poke my ass, the little one is really wrong, I'm wrong, okay?"

The name of the roadblock is Song Yang, and he has been begging for mercy with his hands folded since he was beaten by Sang Sang.

It's a regret in his heart.

He had felt a very pure and familiar aura around him, so he ran over.

He didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wanted to suck some yang energy, after all, no one would come in this broken forest for a few years, and even if he did, most of them would die.

But who would have thought that he would have such bad luck, and the Heavenly Master who he had not met in a hundred years would be met by himself, not to mention, and he was even beaten by the Heavenly Master.

Although he has been wandering the world for a hundred years, he is really a good ghost.

Song Yang's wronged voice echoed in Sang Sang's ears, and Sang Sang, who originally just wanted to teach Song Yang a lesson, became even more angry, and poked his ass with a branch.

Song Yang hugged his ass and cried.

"Ancestor, I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to inhale some yang energy, I didn't want to hurt anyone!"

Song Yang snapped and knelt on the ground, and the whole ghost hugged Sang Sang's thigh, rubbing it hard like a big golden retriever.

Of course, Sang Sang knew that Song Yang had never harmed anyone, but there should be a lot of lack of virtue like today's in the past hundred years.

"You said your name is Song Yang, so where were you from before you died, what did you do at home, and ...... Why did you come to this mountain? ”

When Song Yang heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he had never thought about the question asked by Sang Sang.

After a long while, Song Yang said: "I only remember that my name is Song Yang, what do you do at home...... I forget, I don't know why I'm here, but there's one thing I don't seem to have done yet. ”

Song Yang has been dead for a hundred years, and his memory has long forgotten the past before he became an earthbound spirit.

Just like Ye Jing and his mother, because he was worried about his children, he didn't worry about going to the underworld even if he died, so he became an earthbound spirit.

And the same is true for Song Yang.

Sang Sang looked at the blood stains on Song Yang's collar, and then took out a paper-tied black kaftan from his bag.

Xiao Tuanzi put the paper between his fingers, and then the paper caught fire, and Sang Sang threw the paper on Song Yang's body.

Song Yang instantly changed from a linen-colored suit to a green shirt.

And Ye Qiyun finally saw the appearance of the evil ghost in front of him.

"Is this a demon?" Ye Qiyun's eyes couldn't help but be puzzled.

The corners of Sang Sang's mouth twitched: "Is he still a ghost?" ”

If Song Yang is not timid, can he still be a roadblocker and only suck the yang energy of the living?

Song Yang looked at Xiao Tuanzi's rolling eyes, and always felt a little familiar, but subconsciously snorted: "Why am I not an evil ghost, I am just a good man, let me tell you, this mountain master is the king!" ”

Sang Sang smiled, his face full of disbelief: "When did the lonely soul and wild ghost dare to be the overlord?" ”

"I ......"

Song Yang was unconvinced on his face and wanted to refute, but when he saw the golden light on Sangsang's body, he didn't dare to speak instantly.

Ye Qiyun knew that Sang Sang didn't look like he wanted to destroy this ghost, so he asked, "Hello, the ghost who is in the way...... Mr. ”

"Phew!" Song Yang was incompetent and furious: "Who is the ghost in the way, if I hadn't saved you, you two would have become ghosts like me, I used my cultivation to let you leave quickly, but you guys were good, not only did you break my barrier, but even I just wanted to get some compensation, you kept poking my ass!" ”

Song Yang said that it was a grievance, sat on the ground and cried again.

Even Ye Qiyun had a headache at this time.

But from Song Yang's words, Ye Qiyun was keenly aware of some news: "You said help us, what does this mean?" ”

"What else does it mean, this place was locked half a year ago, and all the lonely souls and wild ghosts around have become evil ghosts like brainwashing, if it weren't for the early cultivation of the master's death, otherwise the master would be as unconscious as that group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and he harmed people every day."

"Half a year ago?"

Song Yang nodded: "In the past, there were all wild ghosts in this mountain, and at that time, we would at most inhale the yang energy of the people who broke in by mistake and send people out as a reward, but since half a year ago, I have found that there are a lot fewer ghosts around me." ”

After Song Yang finished speaking, he pointed to the woods in front of Sang Sang and Ye Qiyun: "See, it's full of ghosts, I don't dare to mess with a person who has been dead for almost a hundred years, so you should leave quickly." ”

Song Yang's words had an element of scare, but in the end, it was for their good.

Sang Sang let Ye Qiyun open his eyes to the sky, and he could naturally see scenes that ordinary people couldn't see.

Except for worrying about Ye Jingge's situation, the rest of Ye Qiyun didn't think much about it.

"So you saw a group of people go in a few days ago, right?"

"Yes, I originally wanted to send them in, but the aura on their bodies is too strong, and I can't get close."

Sang Sang raised his eyes when he heard this, tilted his head and thought about it: "Aren't you afraid of the yang energy in my body?" ”

"I'm scared."

Song Yang didn't want to admit it directly: "To be honest, I think you are a little familiar and want to get closer." ”

Sang Sang thought that it was the aura on his body that attracted the ghosts to want to get closer, so he didn't think much about it, so he said: "Since you really have no malice, I won't beat you, if you want to reincarnate, I can also help you." ”

Who knew that Song Yang shook his head: "No!" ”

Song Yang insisted: "My wish is not fulfilled. ”

"Then do you remember what you are going to do, if you do, I can help you."

Sang Sang looked at Song Yang and continued: "Although you have done something lacking in virtue, I believe that you are a good ghost, now that your soul is not complete, I can let you enter my little gourd to cultivate, if you still don't remember what you want to do, I will send you back and continue to wait, how about it?" ”

Song Yang hesitated.

One last glance at Sang Sang, he nodded slowly: "I believe you." ”

After speaking, Song Yang looked at Sang Sang for a long time, and suddenly said, "I always feel that I have seen you somewhere." ”

Then he shook his head again: "But you are so short, the master should not know such a short little group." ”

Sangsang: "......"

Song Yang spoke lightly, but his heart hurt.

Sang Sang thought about it, just looked at Song Yang quietly, and then took out the stick in his hand again, pointed at Song Yang's ass and poked it again.

"Whew-"

Flocks of birds stir up.