In 2015, the banyan tree was identified as the city tree by Qiancheng.

This old banyan tree is estimated to be hundreds of years old, and I am afraid that it will take five or six adult men to hold hands to embrace it. The trunk of the tree is curled and vigorous, and it is black and covered with the wrinkles of time.

The roots of the ancient banyan tree are deeply embedded in the soil, absorbing nutrients.

The thick branches were wrapped with strips of dark red cloth, dotted with stars, and fluttered with the cold wind, which looked a little strange.

The older generation of people in Qiancheng are convinced that the ancient tree is psychic, and by tying a strip of red cloth, they can respond to their needs. Here, the red cloth strip plays the same role as going to the temple to offer incense, both of which are the wishes of people's hearts and hopes to be realized.

The female ghost stood under the tree, pointed to the dark black dirt under her feet and said, "My body is down there, help me dig it out, and I can go to reincarnation again." ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"Well, I don't want to pester you anymore, after drinking Meng Po soup, you are not the same person after all! The female ghost sighed softly, full of grief.

"Okay. Ling Bai kicked the shovel that had been prepared on the ground.

Work in a muffled voice.

As a spade of black dirt dug up, Ling Bai's figure gradually disappeared below the horizon.

The female ghost was still standing in place, staring at Ling Bai below with a faint gaze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Soon, the shovel touched a layer of hard unidentified objects, which should be coffin-like things, after all, the female ghost said that it was her corpse below.

Stirring up the surrounding dirt in two or two, a dark cyan sarcophagus was revealed in front of him. The surface of the coffin is carved with patterns of different colors.

Ling Bai was slightly disappointed, it wasn't the kind of mad mahogany coffin, he always felt that something was missing.

There's no horror at all.

"Is this this?" he put down his shovel and stuck it on the ground, looking up at the beautiful face above.

The female ghost looked a little excited, tried her best to suppress the laughter that wanted to burst out from the depths of her heart, and said in a low voice: "No, it's still below, I'm just trapped by it." ”

Ling Bai didn't speak, pulled out his shovel and continued to work hard.

Hollowing out the sarcophagus and digging it down, it was nearly three meters deep from the ground.

According to the female ghost, there was indeed a vermilion lacquer-colored coffin pressed under the sarcophagus.

Throwing the shovel aside, he planned to lift the sarcophagus above it, secretly exerting force, but the sarcophagus did not move at all, just like the severed clay sculpture of the Landa Temple, God knows how heavy it is.

"No, just break the coffin board on the side. The female ghost's voice seemed calm.

"Good. ”

He did as he was told, slowly picked up the shovel and held it high.

The female ghost's heart was also touched, staring nervously at his arm, secretly expecting.

Ling Bai waved his shovel, and the coffin board near the side stopped alive.

"Why did you stop?" the female ghost was a little puzzled.

Ling Bai turned around with a faint smile on his face, "You are a ghost, sister, I believe you are a ghost." ”

"Then why did you listen to me and dig up the coffin with all your might?"

"Do you know what kind of mood a person feels when he learns that his wish is about to come true? Do you know what kind of mood a person feels when his wish is about to be fulfilled but then it is destroyed? There is a sense of disparity when there are big ups and downs. Like it is now......"

"Die. The female ghost's expression instantly turned hideous, and she jumped down from a high place and slapped at Ling Bai fiercely.

At this moment, her anger was completely ignited, and she only wanted to kill this hateful monk below.

Ling Bai was secretly frightened, compared to at home, the female ghost stood next to the coffin, and her strength soared by more than one electric fan gear. Who would have thought that the female ghost who was beaten at home suddenly rose up one day and rose up to resist?

He swung his shovel at the female ghost.

Bang.

The shovel broke in response, and Ling Bai was also slammed into the sarcophagus.

There were black marks on his chest, and white smoke was constantly emitting.

"You dare to hit me? Don't want to fulfill your wish? Let me remember carefully, when I first met you, you were just a little ghost who could only scare people, and you were cute to death. After that you kept pestering me, and didn't speak, and several times I found out that you weren't on my back, and I guess you should have gone and confused the others at that time, but those ordinary people couldn't get close to the sarcophagus at all, it was too cold here, and there was only a dead end to come down. ”

"Your strength is getting stronger, but it's still not enough to get you out of trouble, so you still choose me. It should be like this, right?" Ling Bai easily jumped off the sarcophagus, took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and inhaled heavily.

"Your imagination is very rich, and your words are basically not bad. But there's one thing, you didn't guess right. The female ghost floated in mid-air, regaining her terrifying and terrifying countenance.

"I still like the way you just looked, even though it's not as good-looking as me. Ling Bai shook off the ashes of his cigarette and asked with interest, "What's wrong?"

"You are indeed my best choice, because you have the breath of Buddhism on your body, as long as you come, you can naturally dilute the evil qi here, and I can also .......... Haha~"

There was a burst of laughter, and the female ghost broke through the coffin, startling a splash of sawdust.

Ling Bai's eyelids jumped slightly, he took out the diamond hammer from his cotton jacket, and jumped on the horizon, the space below was too small, and he was very uncomfortable when he froze.

After he left, the coffin board of the sarcophagus moved slightly.

"I'm finally out. ”

The rampant laughter was particularly piercing in the night, and a white shadow floated out of the ground, suspended in midair. Her eyes were red, and she looked at Ling Bai who was holding the Vajra Hammer with a smile and said, "I hate bald donkeys the most." ”

"I hate you too. Ling Bai shot back.

The aura that the female ghost is currently showing is indeed impressive, but he never knows how to write dead characters.

According to the recognized cultivation system, which stage should the female ghost's current strength correspond to?

Is the minor star 3rd or 4th? or higher?

"The application hints that unlocking the next title requires the third order of the star rank, which should mean that my physical strength can withstand the power of the third order or so. Ling Bai clenched the Vajra Hammer, a little eager to try.

If this scene was seen by Qi Pengbo of the supernatural task force, his eyes would definitely fall in shock. Then say, "Fool, madman, look for death." ”

It is indeed unimaginable madness, a person who has not yet advanced to the star position dares to test his physical strength with a third-order ghost of the small star position.

The worldview is going to collapse.

Is the cultivation system going to be rewritten?

....

The female ghost had a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of disdain.

Suddenly, on the ground, a white long-eared rabbit jumped slowly. Its whole body was snow-white, crystal like jade, and its small red eyes looked nervously left and right, and it hesitated for a long time with every step.

The female ghost's face changed sharply, and she lost her voice and said, "She came out......"