Faceless, faceless, and tongueless, facing Li Xiaoyi, the ghost kept nodding at this time, Li Xiaoyi understood, and pointed to the ancient mirror of the Quartet, and the ghost also understood what Li Xiaoyi meant.

Obedience is good, and the status of one master and one servant is settled.

In his mouth, the seven-colored glow spewed out, sweeping the Quartet Ancient Mirror that had just advanced successfully, and was withdrawn into his abdomen, and he had to refine it again.

Speaking of this ghost combination technique, it is said to be an exercise, but it is incomplete, not so much as a supernatural power, but it is practical.

Thinking of the ghost combination technique launched by the grimace monk before, Li Xiaoyi salivated, but when he thought about its drawbacks, he was a little hesitant.

Finally, I can't help it!

After Li Xiaoyi hesitated for a while, he still made up his mind, it is better to have one more means to save his life than to have no means available at that time!

For several days, Li Xiaoyi remained in retreat, during which the re-refining of the Quartet Ancient Mirror was released by Li Xiaoyi, and the ghosts were very knowledgeable and started temporary security work.

The ghosts that were like mist and drifted away like the wind were floating near the entrance of the cave, which also allowed Li Xiaoyi to close his eyes and practice with peace of mind.

After a few more days, there was a sudden whisper in the cave, like that of a night owl, and the sound was intermittent, and if there was nothing, it seemed to be the cry of a ghost.

And when the slender figure appeared at the entrance of the cave again, there was a hint of drunken redness on the pale skin, and Li Xiaoyi's whole temperament had also undergone a complete change.

There is a little less worldly atmosphere, and there is no otherworldly Taoist fairy style, on the contrary, it is a little more yin.

Recalled the ghost, Li Xiaoyi tied the Sifang Treasure Mirror to his chest again, looked at the sunlight through the forest, and for some reason, there was a sense of disgust in his heart.

After entering the late stage of the fetal breath realm, ordinary fierce ghosts can no longer satisfy Li Xiaoyi's appetite, and only those fierce things hidden in the world are the most suitable.

So he remembered another place, the Lin family's ghost town!

When it comes to this Lin family ghost town, it is famous far and wide, the town is not big, but it is notorious, even before the cultivation of true enlightenment, the four words of the Lin family's ghost town have been like thunder.

Li Xiaoyi walked while thinking about the memories of the Lin family's ghost town, and when a gust of mountain wind blew, Li Xiaoyi took out a thick soil flag and left the flag, and drifted away with the wind.

At night, Li Xiaoyi hurried and walked nearly half of the distance, and at this time he was still wearing a black shirt, but there was an extra hat on his head.

It's all because his face is too dazzling now, and because he is wanted by the Shushan Sword Sect, he doesn't want to have any more trouble.

Halfway through the road, Li Xiaoyi walked to a pergola, this is an official road, there is an endless stream of merchants, most of them are in a hurry, dusk is coming, they are not allowed to sleep in the wilderness, and there are no people in the pergola.

asked for a bowl of herbal tea, Li Xiaoyi sat comfortably on a bench that could sit several people, blowing the wind, watching the sunset, and was a little stupid for a while.

"Amitabha!" As soon as the Buddha horn sounded, Li Xiaoyi turned his head to look, but it was a white-eyed old man.

"Can the donor give me a cup of tea?" The old monk said leisurely.

Li Xiaoyi snapped his fingers at the old man in the tea shed, the latter put another tea bowl on the table, poured tea, and the old monk drank it all, Li Xiaoyi signaled the old man to leave the teapot, and watched the old monk drink three bowls in a row, then his face was soothed, and he read again: "My Buddha is merciful." ”

Li Xiaoyi sneered: "It's my compassion, and it has something to do with your Buddha master." ”

The old monk bowed his head and looked compassionate: "The donor has a Buddha in his heart, so he has this bowl of tea for the poor monk, if not, the old monk is still outside and can't come in." ”

Li Xiaoyi frowned: "Old monk, are you playing dumb riddles, or do you want to make me a Buddha and be a little monk with you?"

"Standing on the ground to become a Buddha, the old monk has not seen it, and he does not dare to talk nonsense, if the donor is intended, the little monk should be able to do it. ”

Li Xiaoyi looked at the kind-eyed old monk in front of him, and said angrily and funny: "You old monk, but you have a pair of good legs and feet that climb along the pole." ”

The old monk folded his hands disapprenorantly, Li Xiaoyi turned his head to see that the sky was getting dark, and the old man in the tea shed had already begun to clean up, threw a few copper plates on the table, and did not say hello to the old monk, got up and left.

The direction of the road is Linjia Town, the crows are chirping, a string of bright moon is faintly visible, Li Xiaoyi lowered the hat on his head, and hurried on the long road, but he heard an old voice behind him: "The night road is long, you and I can go together." ”

Li Xiaoyi turned around with a frown, and at some point, the old monk was standing a few steps away from him.

Shocked, Li Xiaolai smiled and said: "People are afraid of walking at night, and old monks are also afraid of walking at night?"

Smiling slightly, the old monk folded his hands together: "If you don't become a Buddha by cultivating Buddha, you are still a human being, and if you are a human being, you will be afraid." ”

"Old monk, can you not talk so around, just say that you are scared or it will be over. Li Xiaoyi looked unconvinced.

"When the monk is old, it becomes natural, and when the old man gets used to it, the donor will get used to it after listening to it for a long time. ”

Li Xiaoyi rolled his eyes: "Old monk, if you can keep up with me, just follow me! If you can't keep up, go to your Buddha master." ”

After that, Li Xiaoyi shook the thick soil flag in his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly fell, carrying Li Xiaoyi, like a gust of wind, it was already blowing away.

The old monk still stood in place, looking at Li Xiaoyi in the distance with a smile on his face, and did not move for a long time.

Linjia Town.

When Li Xiaoyi walked into this legendary town, the streets were empty, and there was no one on the street!

The occasional barking of dogs could be heard in the distance, and in the quiet of the street, it was slightly poignant.

Most of the surrounding houses have closed doors and windows, but what surprised Li Xiaoyi was that there were still a lot of people living in this famous ghost town.

A sudden Buddha name, and then Li Xiaoyi couldn't help but shudder, since a cup of tea, there is a cup of tea.

This is the old monk's rhetoric, which is incomprehensible, and what makes Li Xiaoyi helpless the most is the cultivation of this famous master Yuanjue.

Li Xiaoyi can't see through, let alone understand.

Just like this way, he was walking alone, and the voice of the old monk would suddenly sound in his ears, he said that the night breeze was cold, and he wanted to rest for a while, Li Xiaoyi suddenly realized that this monk was always by his side, but he didn't know.

For another example, under Li Xiaoyi's full strength, he thought he had gotten rid of the old monk, but when he passed by a pond, he was folding his hands and chanting the Buddha's name to Li Xiaoyi.

For another example, the Quartet Treasure Mirror and the thick earth banner are separated from the flag, and at the same time the method of concealing and stealing the earth is used, the soil above the head will have an unusual vibration, but the voice in the ear is still the same as saying: "Since you are a living person, why do you need to walk underground." ”

Li Xiaoyi gave up, so he had to go up honestly, but he didn't see the figure of the old monk, and when he looked at it again, the old monk was trotting all the way shouting: "The sky is cloudy and sunny, and it will rain, so don't look for a place to hide." ”

Li Xiaoyi hated that tea shed, he thought silently.

So when he heard the old monk's voice again at this moment, Li Xiaoyi was both helpless and afraid, and it was difficult for Li Xiaoyi to know the blessings and misfortunes of being entangled by such a terrifying guy.

Then talking about the Lin family town in front of him, in Li Xiaoyi's memory, the haunted legend of Lin Jia Town is strange, when you are a mortal, you listen to interest, and now, it is life.

Since you are already in a bizarre world of cultivation, you have to take every step carefully.

Here, Li Xiaoyi was thinking carefully about the predicament in front of him, about the location of the big murderer, and how to test his true strength.

On the other side, the old monk was already knocking on the door, and said in a humble and kind voice: "The donor is kind, can you let the poor monk stay overnight?"

At the same time that Li Xiaoyi secretly shouted "second goods", the door knocked on by the old monk, and under Li Xiaoyi's stunned gaze, the door actually opened!

A middle-aged man in his thirties poked his head out of the crack in the door and whispered eagerly, "Come in!"

The old monk thanked him in his mouth, stepped forward quickly, and entered the door, and the middle-aged man shouted eagerly at Li Xiaoyi: "Still stunned, come in!"

Subconsciously said "oh", Li Xiaoyi also followed, and the middle-aged man hurriedly closed the door and put on several deadbolts in a row, and then let out a long breath.

The room can be described as "very barren", with a few wooden tables and chairs, no yard, two rooms on the left and right, a woman of about the same age, and a child in the woman's arms.

The old monk said a few words to the middle-aged man very humbly, while the child in the woman's arms kept looking at the hat above Li Xiaoyi's head.

Li Xiaoyi could clearly feel that although women and children were afraid of the arrival of themselves and the old monk because of strangeness, they were middle-aged men, and when they saw Li Xiaoyi and the big monk, they smiled heaps on their faces.

In troubled times, the arrival of this monk can be very reassuring, whether it is true or not, at least on this night in front of us, it is like this.

The barking of dogs outside the house is no longer heard, and there is a whimper of the wind in the quiet street, which can only be heard in winter, but at the turn of spring and summer, it is very real.

Li Xiaoyi is not strange in his heart, if it is a normal town, it is not worth his way to come.

The two sides were polite again, the middle-aged man let Li Xiaoyi and the old monk go to the next room to rest, and then thanked him for a while, Li Xiaoyi sat on the wooden bed, and the old monk sat cross-legged on the other side of the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped talking.

There are whispering voices of men and women in the ears, most of them are women blaming men for their abruptness, and men are scolding women for being ignorant.

At the end, the man flashed the woodcutter hidden under the pillow in front of the woman's eyes, which can be regarded as completely calming the woman's heart.

Li Xiaoyi listened to the wind on the street, and then looked at the old monk opposite and said, "Can there be a ghost tonight?"