Demon Revival: Inheriting the cultivation of the old Celestial Master at the beginning of the game!
45 The dead bodies of the Yellow River

Young Mast

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

"Ashes to ashes, earth to earth, I, Old Zhao, am just a lonely ghost now. Let's not mention it!”

Old Zhao shook his head.

"Good!"

Zhang Yao nodded.

This ghost car was very interesting. These people were all ghosts, but they seemed to be a little special and could lose their memories.

But if they weren't, they were indeed ghost bodies.

Zhang Yao also noticed that after the female ghosts were killed by the bus of ghosts, their auras had been dissipating!

"Alright, it's settled then!"

"Old Li, drive! After sending this little brother to the terminal, we should probably leave!”

Old Zhao said meaningfully.

"Alright!"

When the driver heard this, he returned to his seat and drove the bus straight to Widow Field.

Along the way, Zhang Yao found that the bus was getting more and more blurry, and the group of ghosts on the bus were slowly becoming transparent.

"As expected!"

"We are not ghosts in the true sense!”

Old Zhao said generously.

"Not a real ghost?"

Zhang Yao was moved.

"Obsession!"

"We died at the hands of the Evil, and the unreconciled obsession in our hearts allowed us to drive the ghost car between Upper County and Widow's Field!”

"Now that we've taken our revenge and our obsession has dissipated, it's time for it to dissipate.”

Old Zhao said with a smile.

He was very open-minded. After resolving his obsession, his entire person was extremely peaceful.

This was a man of great wisdom.

"Tsk!"

The bus stopped for the third time, and this time, Zhang Yao could already see the village not far away.

"Little brother, we've reached the place. Let's meet again if we're fated!”

the bus driver said eagerly after he stopped the bus.

"Get lost!"

Old Zhao glared at the bus driver." Don't say anything if you don't know how to speak!”

"I forgot!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The bus driver also noticed the problem in his words. He rubbed his head with a silly smile, but there was blood on his head.

What an interesting group of ghosts!

Zhang Yao smiled, waved his hand, and got out of the car.

"Little brother, don't forget our agreement!”

Old Zhao didn't forget to remind Zhang Yao," Especially Hongta Mountain. Ask Xiuping to burn more for me!"”

Weng weng weng weng!

As Old Zhao spoke, the entire bus slowly twisted and then completely disappeared.

Zhang Yao watched the bus disappear, then turned around and walked towards Widow's Field.

Encountering these ghosts along the way gave Zhang Yao some new insights about life.

……

Just as Old Zhao had said, Widow's Field was very lively. Zhang Yao had just entered the village when he saw several aptitude users.

At the entrance of the village, there were many people setting up stalls with all kinds of flowers and plants on them. They were hoping that someone would take a fancy to them and make a fortune.

The villagers gradually knew the value of those things, and the asking price naturally rose.

Unfortunately, there were only some ordinary flowers and plants in their stalls.

It was worthless.

……

"May I ask where Fang Xiuping lives?"

Zhang Yao walked to a stall and asked the owner.

"Are you looking for Granny Fang?"

The stall owner looked at Zhang Yao in surprise, then pointed to the village." Keep going in, and you'll see Widow Ping Temple. Granny Fang lives there!"”

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, Zhang Yao walked into the village.

Not long after, Zhang Yao saw a temple that occupied a large area.

The first four courtyards!

The back four courtyards!

The incense seemed to be quite good, and there was a rusty bronze bell hanging in front of the temple!

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

At this moment, an old woman was slowly pushing the bell wood and striking the bronze bell!

The clear and loud bell rang, and there was actually a peaceful atmosphere that filled the entire village.

A magic tool!

The bronze bell was a magic tool. Although its level was not high, it had the effect of calming one's mind.

"You must be Granny Fang?"

Zhang Yao stepped forward and asked the old woman.

"Foreigner?"

Fang Xiuping raised her head, revealing a pair of scarred eye sockets!

Blind!

The old woman's eyes had been injured before, and her eye sockets were covered in scars.

She was obviously blind, but she was very sharp.

She couldn't see, but she knew that she was a foreigner.

"There's nothing strange about it!"

"I've lived here for seventy years. I can sense the aura of everyone in the village!”

the old woman said calmly.

The old woman was very sharp. She sensed Zhang Yao's surprise.

"But it doesn't matter who comes. I didn't get any exotic flowers or herbs, you should go find someone else!”

Fang Xiuping turned around and walked shakily toward the temple.

"Old Zhao asked me to come!"

Zhang Yao said lightly.

The old woman stopped abruptly, then turned around and stared at Zhang Yao.

Although she was blind, Zhang Yao still felt as if someone was staring at him.

"Old Zhao said that as long as he told you that he was the one who asked me to look for you, you would give me a package!”

Zhang Yao said calmly.

The old woman fell silent, a complicated expression on her face.

A moment later, the old woman said bitterly," Old Zhao is my junior brother!”

"He has been collecting corpses all his life because he doesn't want to see anyone turn into an evil spirit if their resentment doesn't dissipate. Now, it seems that he didn't end up well!”

Fishing corpses!

Zhang Yao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Old Zhao was the legendary Yellow River Corpse Fighter?

"Forget it, forget it. This is all fate!”

Fang Xiuping sighed." Come with me! My junior brother did leave a package with me!”

Although Fang Xiuping was blind, she led Zhang Yao into a room next to the temple as if they were walking on flat ground.

Pushing the door open, Zhang Yao saw the gold ingots, candles, and other sacrificial items, as well as some paper figurines.

In the middle of the room, there was a coffin.

Fang Xiuping opened the coffin lid and took out a package from inside.

"This package was left behind by my junior brother.”

"But before he left, he said that if he couldn't find Master this time, he would let me burn this bag of things!”

"But now he wants you to come and get it!"

"You have to tell me what happened first.”

Fang Xiuping said calmly as she held the package.

"Good!"

Zhang Yao nodded.

Without opening the package, Zhang Yao had already sensed that there were indeed spirit herbs in the package, and they were of a high level.

However, other than the spirit herbs, there was also a very strange aura.

Then, Zhang Yao told her everything that had happened.

"So the recent rumors in the village about a ghost car appearing on the road from Shangjun to Widow's Field are true!”

"He was a lucky man. He passed away peacefully and didn't leave any regrets.”

The old woman seemed to have untied the knot in her heart, and then she handed the package to Zhang Yao.

"I'll give you the thing!"

"But I have to remind you that the things in the package were all taken from the floating corpses!”

"It's very strange. You have to be careful!”

the old woman said seriously.

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading