Serendipitous discovery

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, the ghost did not entangle, and his breath had already teleported to the other side in front of the direction, and he opened his mouth and sucked hard.

"Bang", it was greeted by Fang Cai's iron fist again, which made the ghost squeak and scream, and the whole body turned upside down.

Try again, teleport again, and get an iron fist again...... After five or three times, the ghost was already covered in bruises, until it broke his heart.

Unexpectedly, his speed is fast enough, and the cold-faced Arhat on the other side, who is not inconspicuous, is faster than himself, and he can always punch himself at that moment.

Moreover, this fist method is exquisite, I obviously saw the fist coming, but there is no dodge technique, every time it hits, the fist does not fail, God, where is there still heavenly reason!

Sad and frightened, the ghost gave up his direction and sucked the eighteen arhats again in a moment, but there was no response. Just when he was puzzled and at a loss, he saw from a distance that there was a buzzing demon slashing sword in his hand in front of him.

The ghost was frightened, and with a twist of his body, he quickly retreated towards his lair.

Grandma's, I've seen that Xiu Weigao can't deal with it by himself, and I've never seen this kind of master who sucks for nothing, has no reaction, or wants to suck but doesn't let him suck. Yes, we can't afford to provoke it, can't we still hide?

The ghost turned into a puff of black gas, and in an instant, it burrowed into a dry tomb.

The flying sword in front of the direction was in his hand, and his heart was a little fixed, and he was even more happy when he saw this ghost burrowing into the dry grave. Hehe, I'm worried that I can't find your hiding place, I'm worried that I can't take this guy, but I can't imagine that it's a self-defeating move.

He could see clearly in front of the direction, and hurriedly stepped forward with a flying sword in his hand, which had already blocked the entrance to the dry grave - half of the tombstone.

Immediately, as soon as the flying sword in front of the direction was collected, the shot was like electricity, and the four talismans came out together, sticking to the tombstone and the other three directions of the dry grave. As soon as the spell came out of his mouth, there was a "hiss" sound, and the four talismans suddenly became glowing together as if they were energized, showing a bright yellow color.

In the dry grave, the ghost suddenly felt bad, and wanted to rush out for a while, but it was like Mount Tai pressing the top, where could he still do it, just blindly "squeak, squeak" in the grave.

Turn the vase upside down and place it flat on top of the grave. Then he sat cross-legged, and his spiritual thoughts were unleashed, and he actually recited the soul spell over and over again.

But I saw a buzzing sound in the porcelain bottle, and in an instant the bottle seemed to become kneading, sometimes large and sometimes small, constantly shrinking, as if breathing.

The eighteen Arhats, together with the fist Arhats, are all around at the moment, and of course they can cast spells with confidence before the direction.

About an hour later, a wisp of black smoke accompanied by bursts of heart-rending screams slowly seeped out of the dry grave, reluctantly and slowly drifted towards the porcelain bottle, and struggled around the bottle for a long time.

There was a soft "bang" in the porcelain bottle, and he stepped forward, flipped the bottle, and the sealed cap was immediately closed and tightened. When you shake it, the bottle is like a water wave, making a "squeak, squeak" sound.

Xiang Qian Daxi said: "Sometimes there must be a hit, and there must be no time when there is no hit." What God has given me is still mine after all. Hahaha......"

In the sound of wild laughter, Xiang Qian suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, the whole body was cool, and a chill spread all over the body along the backbone of the spine, and the cold sweat continued to overflow like opening the floodgates.

"Oh no, what's going on?" Xiang sat down again with half of the tombstone in front of him, and after a little thought, he immediately understood. Yes, there was a chill in the back of his head, most of them had already fallen into the poisonous hands of this guy, but fortunately, he was quick enough to make a handful of rune paper, otherwise, I am afraid that the person sitting here laughing now will be the brother in the bottle.

It's just that although that guy didn't completely suck in his own yang energy, he took a big sip of himself, whether there was any loss of Yuan Jing, and I had to ask Uncle He for a while, but this yang energy, that was cut off has been sucked away a lot by this guy.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiang Qian felt a chill on his body, and for a while, his upper and lower teeth "gurgled", and he seemed to have shivered, but the cold sweat became more and more numerous.

The direction of the front barely accepted the arhats, struggling to get up and retreat to the grove to rest, with the help of the half of the tombstone, "boom", the tombstone overturned, revealing a large hole behind it. Strange to say, there is no turbidity overflowing from the cave, but there seems to be a burst of warmth.

Attracted by this warmth, I didn't think about it, and climbed in inch by inch with my body propped up.

After a short walk of stairs, it turned out to be a small burial chamber. In the center of the tomb, on a stone platform, there is a sarcophagus placed upright, and the alluring warmth is constantly overflowing from it.

Holding his almost frozen body in front of him, he plunged into the sarcophagus like a hungry wolf pounced on it, and then a violent dizziness struck again......

......

Dizzy and dazed, I don't know how long it has been, and vaguely, I heard the familiar call of He Zhengshen: "Little brother, little brother, ...... little brother"

The sound is short and short, left and right, and it seems that He Zheng is extremely anxious, and he is jumping around, constantly searching.

"Yes, yes. He struggled to see where He Zheng's body was, but when he woke up, he found that he was lying upright in a sarcophagus at this time. I felt soft under my body, and when I touched it, it turned out to be a new brocade quilt, which was slippery and soft, and it was really comfortable.

Faintly, there seems to be a hard object under the waist and eyes, and when I touch it forward, it is a yellow ancient jade the size of a thumb.

"Bah, bah, bah," as soon as he thought of this, he threw away the ancient jade and sat up, almost hitting the half-covered coffin lid above his head.

Unexpectedly, he slept in the coffin of this dead man all night, and he jumped out of the sarcophagus in front of him, feeling quite refreshed.

"Little Brother, Little Brother......"

This time, Xiang Qian really listened to it, this was indeed He Zhengshen calling out to himself outside heartbreakingly.

"Here, here......" poked his head forward, but his eyes were stung by a burst of fierce sunlight, so he had to retract again, twist his neck back, close his eyes for a while, and then reopen his eyes.

"Huh?" This time, Xiang Qian noticed that in the corner of the tomb, which had not seen the light of day, there was a small unknown flower blooming with bright red and bright red. This is too against the sky, right, do you understand photosynthesis? This is common sense!

It's not light, how can it bloom?

"Little brother!" He Zhengshen had already jumped to the entrance of the cave, with a little joy and a little crying in his voice.

"Come in!" Xiang Qian's eyes stared at Xiaohua, and he greeted without an instant.

"This, this ......" He Zhengshen hesitated, and finally got in.

"Wow, this is a shade flower. He Zhengshen said in surprise.