In the middle of the night, in the cold water forest, a figure deftly shuttled between the criss-crossed grass branches, stopping and observing every distance it walked, as if looking for something.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with short hair and a melon seed face, wearing only a pair of black trousers and a white vest that had almost turned black. Carrying a shriveled black burden on his back, his dirty face sweaty, he crept to his feet and stared back and forth with two strange eyes scouring the ground around him, occasionally looking up at the moonlit mountains in the distance, and then moving on.

After walking for a long time, the boy didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and sat down cross-legged in a clean place with a disappointed face, took out an apple from his bosom, rubbed it twice on his chest, and ate it. The apple was not big, so the boy swallowed it along with the kernel in three or two bites, and then lazily lay back on his belly to get ready for a good rest.

But as soon as he lay down, his head hit a raised metal object behind him, and he jumped three feet high in pain, grinning his teeth and snot running down his face. After the pain passed, the boy wiped his nose with the large bag on the back of his head, and turned to check on the so-called 'murderer'.

It was a semi-circular object of unknown material, faintly glowing black in the moonlight, and at a glance it looked like a black porcelain bowl upside down in the earth. The young man sighed when he saw this, and while muttering about his bad luck today, he reached out to pick up the thing and take a closer look. After a few hard buckles, I realized that it was not an upside-down black bowl, but the end of something, and more parts were buried in the soil.

This discovery instantly aroused the boy's interest, and instead of taking care of the big bag on his head, he took out a homemade improvised torch from the bag, lit it and inserted it aside, and pulled out a shovel and carefully dug it down along the edge of the 'black bowl'.

It's the middle of summer, and it's especially hot in the woods. After digging for a while, the waistcoat on the boy's body was completely soaked with sweat, and the lower part of the 'black bowl' was gradually revealed.

The lower part of the 'black bowl' became wider and wider, and finally a diamond-shaped pattern appeared on the wide surface, and there seemed to be something carved in the middle of the pattern, but it was not clear that it had been filled with earth.

The ground in this area was very hard, and after digging less than half a meter, the boy was tired and panting, so he had to stop and rest while cleaning the soil on the diamond pattern.

As the soil is gradually cleared, a large 'tug' is revealed in the middle of the pattern.

Seeing this, the smile on the young man's face changed, and he decided that this should be some kind of valuable treasure, so he moved his arms a few times, spit in each of his palms, and picked up the shovel again to continue digging.

But this time he had just dug twice, and he had to stop again, because a human hand appeared in the dirt.

Looking at the pale human hand at his feet, the young man's face showed not fear, but disappointment.

He leaned down and looked at the human hand and sighed: "Alas, what kind of treasure did I have at that time, it turned out to be a tombstone after a long time! That's it, the second master never takes the poor's things, and if there is a lot of disturbance, please atone for your sins, and I will restore it to your original state. With that, he picked up the shovel again and prepared to climb out and fill in the hole.

However, just as he was about to climb out, the human hand suddenly came to life and grabbed his ankle tightly!

This scared the originally fearless teenager so much that he almost peed his pants, and his mother threw away the shovel and struggled for his life. The hand kept gripping the boy's ankle tightly, and as he struggled, a figure covered in dirt slowly sat up from the dirt......

Seeing a living person crawling up in the pit, the young man was about to lose his soul, and he went crazy with his hands and feet and tried to escape, but his ankle was grabbed by death, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless......

"Who are you?"

With a low question, the young man's ankles were also freed, and he quickly turned around and kowtowed while begging for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to disturb you, it's a big deal, I'll change you a good grave, please go back...... Let's go back......"

The figure was naked**, only wearing a snowflake pendant on his chest, it was none other than Tu Chen, who had been beaten back to the human world from the ladder by the Evil Immortal Punishment Heaven with a palm. He was greatly stimulated by Lingxi's departure, and he was seriously injured, and his qi and blood flowed backwards. After a long period of time, although the demon spirit in the body automatically healed all the injuries, it could not heal the severely stimulated brain.

He had amnesia......

"Who are you?" Looking at the strange young man in front of him, Tuchen couldn't remember everything before, and he felt a splitting headache when he recalled the past, and his whole head seemed to be about to explode. After a moment's pause, he asked again, "Where is this......?" Who is it?"

The young man was confused by Tuchen, swallowed his saliva and responded: "This is the Cold Water Forest, my name is Mo Erha, and I am also ...... It is also called the second master...... Outside the woods is my home. I've never seen you before, can you tell me first, you'...... Are you a human or a ghost?"

Tuchen crawled outside the pit and rubbed his temples, and shook his head for a while: "I don't know either...... I can't think of ......."

Seeing that Tuchen was a human and not a ghost, Mo Erha also became bolder, squatting on the opposite side and guessing softly: "Could it be that you offended someone and were buried alive, right? Then your life is really big, you can still live!"

The severe headache made Tuchen unbearable, so he had to give up his memories, patted off the dirt on his body and looked at his ** body with some embarrassment: "You...... Do you have any clothes?"

Mo Erha sighed, pulled out a robe from his baggage and threw it over: "Second master, I have nothing else wrong, I just have a good heart, and I can't walk when I meet someone who needs help." It looks like you're amnesia, so let's go home with me first, and let my dad think of a way, maybe I can find your family. After saying that, he took his burden on his back, picked up a shovel and torch, and walked ahead.

Tuchen put on his robe, one foot deep and one shallow heel behind Mo Erha, looking at the surrounding dense forest and the full moon on his head, he only felt infinitely desolate in his heart, but why it was desolate but he didn't know......

After walking through the forest for seven or eight kilometers, the surrounding trees began to become thin, Mo Erha raised his finger and pointed to a wooden house with a small courtyard on the hillside in the distance: "That's my house, you whisper to me, don't wake up my father, otherwise I will be in big trouble!" After speaking, he walked along the hillside to the back of the wooden house, tiptoeing closer.

Tuchen didn't know what Mo Erha was doing, so he instinctively followed him and slowly walked towards the hillside.

After a while, the two came to the front, only to see a wooden square table in the courtyard, two wooden benches on either side of the square table, and a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting on one of the wooden benches with his eyes closed. The middle-aged man's dress is very similar to Mo Erha's, also a pair of black trousers with a white vest, but with an extra pipe in his hand.

Mo Erha leaned against the fence and looked at the middle-aged man in the courtyard, turned around and made a 'shhh' gesture to Tuchen: "That's my father Mo Laosan, he is not asleep yet, let's wait a while." ”

After about a stick of incense, Mo Laosan's snoring in the courtyard gradually became louder, as if it could be transmitted to the cold water forest opposite.

Seeing this, Mo Erha nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go!" After speaking, he got up and gently opened the courtyard door and beckoned to Tuchen.

The two of them hunched over like two little mice, and moved on tiptoe into the cabin.

But just as Mo Erha passed by the wooden table, Mo Laosan, who was originally snoring like thunder, suddenly closed his eyes and hummed: "Little rabbit cub, stop for Lao Tzu!"

Mo Erha froze for a second when he heard the voice, and then his face turned and he came to Mo Laosan's side with a smile: "Dad, it's almost five watches, why are you okay......

Mo Laosan blew two thick mustaches on his lips and glared at him: "You still know that it's almost five watches, rabbit cub, the cold water forest is about to turn you upside down, digging graves all day long, I, Mo Laosan, have accumulated some virtue in my life, and I have let you lose all my virtues!"

"Look at what you said, all I dug were the graves of those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and didn't all the things I took out be used as good deeds and distributed to the poor. Come on, I'll fill you with a bag of cigarettes, don't be angry. After speaking, Mo Erha picked up the small bag on the table and began to fill the cigarette butts with tobacco.

"Hmph, you kid, buy a teapot for two pennies - it's just a good mouth!" Mo Laosan cleared his throat and held the cigarette holder: "Seventy-two exorcism talismans will be written, come, draw a karmic fire talisman for Lao Tzu to light the cigarette." ”

"Okay!"

In response, Mo Erha clenched his right hand into a fist, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, muttered something in his mouth, and as he muttered in his mouth, he saw a faint layer of golden light on the front of his two fingers. When the golden light reached a certain brightness, Mo Erha began to quickly wave his arm and draw something out of thin air. Soon, the golden afterimages formed a palm-sized golden text, which seemed to be chaotic but full of discipline.

When the golden text was completely formed, Mo Erha smiled proudly and roared: "Karmic fire talisman, point!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden words quickly condensed into a ball, and then only a crisp sound of 'click' was heard, and a lightning bolt flashed quickly along the cigarette butt, splitting the two handfuls of mustaches on Mo Laosan's mouth!

After the lightning, Mo Laosan slowly took the cigarette stick away, spit out a breath of black gas from his mouth, and suddenly jumped up from the wooden bench, holding the cigarette stick and chasing Mo Erha all over the house.

At the same time, a burst of shouting and scolding resounded throughout the night sky: "Little rabbit cub, let you light a cigarette with a karmic fire charm, you have a whole thunder charm to split Lao Tzu! Look at Lao Tzu today without picking your skin !!......"

"Daddy is angry, you also said when you taught me that the karmic fire talisman and the thunder talisman are just one stroke, and it is normal for people to be confused......

"Say a fart, stop ...... for Lao Tzu"

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