Shen Lang let the black cat out before entering Tao'an.

The black cat is a ghost spirit cat born in the misty world, and has a special sensitivity to dead air. If that ghost cultivator has been in contact with someone in Taoan, then the other party will definitely have a dead breath on his body for a short time. With the sensibility of a black cat, it is not difficult to find each other.

It's just that he was surrounded by people all day today, and he didn't have time to see the situation on the black cat's side.

"Where?" Shen Lang asked.

"A cemetery in the south three miles."

"Graveyard?" Shen Lang was stunned.

This side of Taoan is the land of wind and moon, and there is a cemetery behind there?

"What's going on over there?" Shen Lang asked.

The black cat's tail hooked his wrist, and his head gently rubbed against his palm: "Master, there's a weird meow there." ”

"Weirdos?" Shen Lang frowned, "What's weird?" ”

"He has death in him, but he also has incense."

Shen Lang was taken aback: "Are you sure there is incense?" ”

"Sure meow, it's exactly the same as the one on the river god Niangniang."

The black cat was so excited that he even used two meows to speak.

The death qi of ghost cultivation and the incense qi of Shinto, how could these two things appear at the same time in Taoan.

Shen Lang frowned, closed his eyes slightly, and thought carefully about everything today.

He had limited knowledge of Tao'an, and the only thing he knew before coming here was that this was the Liao family's property.

But when I got here, I found that it didn't seem to be the case.

Mu Wanhua's attitude towards him is obviously different from that of the Liao family, although she is also very enthusiastic, she lacks that natural closeness.

Could it be that something is wrong?

The relationship between Taoan and the Liao family is not what is rumored by the outside world?

Shen Lang shook his head, there is no need to think about this matter by himself, let someone ask Liao Guangjie tomorrow.

So what's going on with Shinto incense, there are Shinto monks in the peach hermitage?

Ever since he knew that Zhen Luo's true identity was the god of the Lanjiang River, he had deliberately read some more books about Shinto. It's just that Shinto is ethereal, and although the world knows that this is a road to heaven, few people know how to do it.

Shen Lang pondered for a moment and said, "You continue to go over and check, and if there is danger, ensure your safety as soon as possible." ”

The black cat tilted its head, and a pair of jewel-like eyes flashed with brilliance: "Master, will you worry about me too?" ”

Shen Lang rubbed its head and chuckled, "You followed me from the beginning, of course I would be worried about your safety." ”

The black cat said: "Then the master give me those two Heavenly Dao Fruits, I can become more ...... after eating them." Meow! ”

Shen Lang threw the black cat out and waved his hand: "Go ahead, be careful." ”

The black cat let out a low cry, turned into a black mist and disappeared into the courtyard.

Shen Lang thought for a moment, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and Liu Cuihua, whose shadow was hidden in the dark, immediately appeared.

"Your Excellency."

Shen Lang nodded slightly and said, "Do you remember my cat?" ”

Liu Cuihua was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded and said, "Remember." ”

"Very well, you go to the cemetery in the south three mile. If you see my cat, don't alarm it yet, and if you see it in danger, bring it back if you make sure you're safe. ”

Liu Cuihua didn't ask why, she turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the night.

Liu Cuihua is an eighth-rank martial artist, and her rank is the same as Wan Hai's, but Shen Lang estimates that her real combat power should be much stronger than Wan Hailiang.

After all, he is a spy of the secret spy department, and he performs the most dangerous missions, and if he is not strong enough, he will not survive now.

Shen Lang returned to the courtyard and glanced at the dark room on the left before returning to his house.

He was lying on the bed, and as soon as his consciousness fell on the black cat, he was sensed.

"Master, just ahead of meow." Black Cat said.

Shen Lang said: "Be careful. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Lang's face darkened, huh, you're a ghost?

Where did I learn this, I don't remember teaching you.

Soon, the black cat was in the stated position.

Shen Lang was surprised that this was really a cemetery, in a peach forest. There were some fallen peach blossoms on the ground, but there were no dead branches, and it looked like someone was cleaning them regularly.

The area of the cemetery is not large, but there are unusually many tombstones, Shen Lang counted them, there are a total of thirty-two.

Could it be the dead Qinglou woman?

Thinking about it, he shook his head again, Taolin is the periphery of Tao'an, and Tao'an is doing business in Fengyuechang, so logically speaking, he won't make this kind of thing around him.

Even if it was the materialist world in Shen Lang's previous life, people were more or less taboo about this, let alone this world, after all, there were really ghosts here.

I looked at it through the black cat's vision for a long time, but I didn't notice anything unusual.

Shen Lang said: "What about that weirdo? ”

The black cat said strangely: "Just sit there, meow." ”

Its gaze fell on the center of the cemetery, but Shen Lang was surprised to find that he hadn't seen anything.

"Can you see that?"

"Master, can't you see meow?" The black cat was also full of doubts.

Shen Lang thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "If your body is broken, can you recondense it?" ”

"Of course it's not ......"

"Let's go over."

“…… Master, you are such a nice meow. ”

"yes, I know."

The black cat took graceful little steps and slowly walked towards the center of the cemetery.

Soon, it was standing in front of a tombstone.

Shen Lang looked ahead and saw the five big characters "Su Dong'er's Tomb" written on the tombstone.

But judging from the focus point of the black cat, although it is looking ahead, the focus of the field of vision is obviously not on the tombstone, but on the left side of the tombstone. It's just that that position is in Shen Lang's field of vision, and it is completely empty.

"Master, that's her meow." Black Cat said.

In perception, the black cat does not have emotions such as fear and vigilance.

Shen Lang's heart moved slightly, and said, "Can you talk to her?" ”

"Yes, what do you want me to say?" The black cat asked.

"Ask her who she is." Shen Lang said.

As soon as the words fell, a cold voice suddenly came from Shen Lang's mind.

"I don't know who I am......"

Shen Lang felt as if the pores all over his body had exploded, and the cold air rushed from the root of his spine to the top of his head.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "Can you hear me?" ”

"I am born of the will of the living beings in the world, and I can naturally sense what the living beings are thinking." A cold voice replied.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, and as the other party's words sounded, he could indeed sense a smell of incense. Above the dead trees in the misty world, you could even faintly see a breath being absorbed, merging into the dry dark yellow fruit.

"Can you show up?"

"My strength is insufficient to manifest, if you really want to see me, you can see it in front of your body." Said in a cold voice.

Shen Lang said: "I will come to visit tomorrow." But before I do that, I have something I want to ask. ”

"Don't worry, let's talk about it when we come tomorrow."

“……”

Sure enough, there are no fools in this world.

"Actually, you don't have to wait for tomorrow's ......," Shen Lang coughed lightly, "Since you want to see me, I'll let the body come over." ”

The mind withdrew and returned to himself, got out of bed, and went straight to the cemetery.

The distance of three miles is not far, and Shen Lang soon arrived at the black cat's side.

He was surprised to find that just in front of the black cat, next to the tombstone, there was actually a white figure.

This is a "person" in the form of a woman, and her figure is a little blurry, as if it will dissipate at any moment.

Her temperament is also completely different from that of Zhen Luo, the god of the Lanjiang River, Zhen Luo's temperament is noble, with a grace and luxury in her smile and smile, but this woman reveals a mysterious and quiet atmosphere everywhere.

The only thing that is the same is probably that both of them have a Shinto breath, that is, incense gas.

The woman in white looked at Shen Lang and said, "Who are you, you have such an amazing talent." ”

Although it is amazing, the tone remains unchanged, and it is still extremely cold.

Shen Lang hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Shen Lang, may I ask the girl's surname?" ”

After waiting for a long time, I heard the woman say, "I...... No name. ”

Shen Lang was a little puzzled, and glanced at the tombstone next to him that read "Su Dong'er's Tomb".

"You're not Su Dong'er?"

"It used to be, but it wasn't now...... I don't know who I am. The woman said.

Shen Lang rubbed the bridge of his nose, is this the cultivation of the Divine Dao that has broken the cultivation of the brain?

However, this thought was only fleeting, and he suddenly thought of Zhen Luo, the river god of Lanjiang.

Before, Zhen Luo didn't seem to have a name, and even the word Zhen Luo was taken by Shen Lang.

"Is it because of Shinto?" Shen Lang asked.

The woman said, "Maybe, I only know that I absorb the power of the living beings, and they want me to exist, so I will exist one day." ”

Shen Lang nodded slightly, vaguely understanding.

Shinto is the path of cultivation, but the cultivation method is somewhat different from the other Seven Heavenly Paths.

For example, Confucian cultivation is supplemented by public opinion and talent, and the cultivation of righteousness is heroic. Martial arts cultivation is qi and blood, and the pursuit of physical immortality is the pursuit of physical immortality. The demon clan is the power of ancestral blood, similar to martial arts, but the focus is not to develop it yourself, but to stimulate the power of the ancient demons in the bloodline.

Then Shinto, the cultivation should be the power of willingness.

However, this kind of thing is similar to public opinion, which can only be obtained from other places through guidance, and cannot be generated by itself.

Unlike other paths to heaven, this process is reversible, and incense can also give birth to Shinto monks.

I don't know what others think, but with the knowledge he has been exposed to in his previous life, it is not difficult to understand.

"What's your situation now?"

Shen Lang looked at the woman's vague figure and asked.

"The power of incense is lacking, and it is impossible to completely condense the divine body." The woman replied, then continued, "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

Shen Lang told the matter of ghost cultivation and said, "My black cat said that you have death qi on your body, which is the same as that ghost cultivation." ”

"You suspect I told him to kill you?" The woman shook her head, "It's not me, I don't know you, and I won't send someone to kill you." ”

In fact, after talking to this woman for a while, Shen Lang vaguely realized that the matter should have nothing to do with this woman.

This woman was born from the smell of incense, I don't know if it was born for a long time or because she didn't have much contact with people, her thinking seemed to be very simple.

"But......" the woman in white said, "maybe I know who you're looking for." ”