Super old ghost chasing me madly

"It's not that your cultivation level is not enough! None of the celestial apertures in your body are connected! And your eight meridians are so blocked that it looks like you have passed a brain blood test! And your fucking dantian can't get together a little bit. Angry..." Zhang Shuai began to scold me endlessly.

"It's endless! You haven't seen the time when I kiss you!" I was really angry, and I boasted with my head held high.

"Wool! Once your consciousness briefly broke through the seal and woke up, and once the Dragon Emperor gave you his natal spiritual power! I really think that I am dead as a grandfather, and I don't know these things!" Zhang Shuai grumbled in his mind angrily Li raised his middle finger fiercely.

Damn, it really is bragging and I am afraid of meeting acquaintances. How could I forget that Zhang Shuai, the grandson, has a soul contract with me.

He slapped the table angrily and said, "Grandson, you can't set up an altar anymore!" Young Master, I am also a person who wants face, okay?

Zhang Shuai gave me a blank look, then glanced at Mr. Chang who was standing aside with an anxious expression, and didn't talk nonsense to me anymore. He put away his middle finger and began to prepare for the ceremony in a serious manner.

I also put away my jokes and secretly watched him set up the altar, light the white wax, and start chanting mantras to open up the passage between Yin and Yang...

As Zhang Shuai kept chanting mantras on me, a gust of wind came from far and near, causing the branches to sway from side to side...

"Fate connects yin and yang, although life is still dead, the Supreme Jade Emperor, the way is smooth! Open! Open! Open!" Zhang Shuai and the two of us recited the Lulutong mantra in unison.

A black avenue slowly stretched out from a distance in front of my eyes, and at the same time a gust of wind blew over, piercing my joints with pain.

"Point paper money!" Zhang Shuai attached to my body and shouted at Mr. Chang.

"Okay!" Mr. Chang could clearly see the nervousness. He held the lighter tremblingly, lit Passepartout, threw it on top of the pile of gold bars and ingots, and stepped back quickly, holding his hands tightly. Clutching his sleeves, he stared at the raging fire without blinking.

"Let's go!" Zhang Shuai manipulated my body step by step along the road that appeared out of thin air...

I guess, Mr. Chang must have widened his eyes, watching me disappear after walking around the fire a few times with his own eyes...

The farther we go, the worse the air quality is, and it's gray. This feeling is all too familiar to me, and it's obvious that we are approaching the underworld.

Zhang Shuai didn't know when he left my body, walked beside me, pointed to each guest and told me: "See, this is the famous Santu. After passing the Santu, you have reached the gate of hell. of the underworld."

It's strange, when Runxi brought me here last time, it wasn't that complicated, it felt like it was just a matter of breathing, and it reached the gate of hell, and it didn't go through the three ways at all...

"Nonsense, he is His Majesty the Dragon Emperor! His cultivation level is profound! He wants to go wherever he wants to go, can I compare with him?" The grandson Zhang Shuai has a soul contract with me. In front of him, I am like a transparent people.

"Grass!" He rolled his eyes in anger, curled his lips: "It's not that your grandson's cultivation base is too low!"

"You're still the same!" Zhang Shuai stared at me in disbelief, "If it wasn't for me, Grandpa, you still wouldn't be able to come!

Damn, think about it, he is awesome!I was expecting him to take me to find the Bian Hua to save Brother Shao, so I didn't talk nonsense with him, and followed him obediently.

I found that along the road, I passed many inns of different sizes.

"Then what are these inns used for?" I couldn't figure it out, did ghosts also want to come here for tourism?

"Santu is the intersection of the underworld, the yang world, and heaven, so it is called Santu. Ghosts, people, and immortals who come and go, those who need to rest, or buy things, will stop here. This will increase your knowledge, right? Zhang Shuai puffed up his chest and proudly introduced it to me, as if he owned these inns.

"Oh! Ganqing is a junction." Just ignoring his whistle, nodded, understood, it means the same thing as a border country.

"By the way, you are a mortal now. When you pass the third trip later, don't speak indiscriminately when you see good things. You buy some things, but you will die." Zhang Shuai put away his jokes, could it be He said it seriously.

"Understood! I haven't seen anything, young master." She curled her lips, that grandson really thought I was a country bumpkin, and my grandma told me on the phone call just now.

Within a few steps, I was slapped in the face by reality!As it turns out, I hadn't seen anything...

There was a booth with a lot of weird little bottles marked with "5", "10", "15" and "20".

"Is this the price?" I didn't dare to ask the boss, but it would be more reliable to ask Zhang Shuai quietly.

"Let's just say you're a local turtle!" Zhang Shuai was proud at the moment: "These numbers are lifespans, and you can buy them from such stalls, and the prices are different."

"Wow! Then keep buying, keep buying, and you won't die!" Eyeballs rolled, could it be that as long as you have money, you can live forever!

"It's a good idea!" Zhang Shuai gave me a white look: "You have to pay a corresponding price for buying a lifespan. After all, it is not so easy to hide the truth from the king of hell. You will definitely be found out if you buy it a second time! punished in hell!"

Oh, I see.In fact, I am very curious, where do they sell these life spans, will they deduct their own life spans like selling themselves?

But life is to blame!You lost your life, and you still earn some money?

Zhang Shuai told me in his heart that some of these lifespans belonged to the boss himself or his family members, and they saved their own lifespans after they died tragically.There are also people who rob others, in short, there are all kinds of ways.

Well, after listening to his half-baked explanation, I have increased my knowledge, and it seems that people who die suddenly are quite pitiful.

We walked a few more stalls, and found that there were a lot of skins hanging on it, just like selling meat, and it was a bit disgusting to see white flowers.

Zhang Shuai told me that those are for selling human skin. It is said that after buying it, you can change your appearance, but the price is very high, and it is easy to have side effects...

Uh, wearing someone else's skin, it's disgusting to think about it.

Let's walk a few steps quickly, after all, looking at the white skin is still very bloody to me.

The few stalls in the front are quite normal. Some sell accessories and some sell weapons. In short, they are no different from tourist attractions, and they are very lively.

Seeing that the gate of hell is just ahead, but my eyes fell on a black bell.

This black bell was placed there quietly and steadily, among all kinds of accessories, it couldn't block its restrained light.

I feel that this bell is both low-key and luxurious.

What's more, this bell just lay there quietly, and it attracted all my attention. I always feel that this bell seems familiar, and there is a vague feeling of being connected by blood...

Unconsciously, my footsteps stopped, and I wanted to reach out to get it...

Seeing me staring straight at the bell pin, Zhang Shuai rewarded me immediately and slapped my hand off: "It's nothing but a fake."

Grass!You idiot know a lot about knitting!I glared at Zhang Shuai dissatisfied, and continued to be attracted by this bell, always feeling a mysterious force calling me.

"This young man has good eyesight!" The store owner is a young woman who still has charm, with a high bun, a bunch of hair hanging from the sideburns, and a piece of white flowers in the space of the collar, which looks a bit indecent .

I always feel that this proprietress looks familiar, but I can’t remember exactly where I saw it, and I can’t remember it for a while. Now I’m focusing all my energy on the bell armor...

"Let's go! Let's go! There's nothing to see!" Zhang Shuai was rarely moved by the beauty, and he wanted to leave after pulling me.

But my feet seemed to have taken root, and even though I was so strong, Zhang Shuai didn't shake me a bit...

Seeing that I really didn't want to leave, the proprietress hurriedly stopped Zhang Shuai: "Young master, don't leave in a hurry. Since this little brother likes it, it means that he has a destiny with this bell chain, so why should you stop me!" At the booth, a deep career line is revealed.

Zhang Shuai couldn't move me, so he stopped in his tracks, stood beside him rubbing his chin, and stared at the bell, looking left and right.

I didn't have time to pay attention to him, I felt that the bell pin seemed to have some kind of connection with me, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"It is said that the lord of the underworld, the artifact that the ghost emperor once used was the soul-suppressing bell." The proprietress began to introduce it to me.

Requiem Bell!Such a familiar name!The brain buzzed, lying down, I didn't expect this bell to be so awesome!

Seeing my bright eyes, the proprietress introduced me very honestly: "Of course this bell can't be the ghost emperor's artifact."

Um, isn't it?But I still like it very much and always want to hold it tightly in my hand.

"I told you it's an imitation, so let's go, let's go!" Zhang Shuai took my arm and walked forward, this time he used his cultivation.

I couldn't resist him, so I could only follow his steps forward, but my eyes still stayed on this bell. Although it wasn't the legendary Soul Requiem Bell, I still couldn't help wanting to have it.

"However, this bell was made with the blood of the legendary ghost emperor." The proprietress continued without haste.

Blood of the Ghost Emperor?Lie down!So awesome!

He quickly slapped Zhang Shuai's hand off, quickly folded it back, and asked her very curiously: "Sister, tell me about it〇,,

The proprietress saw me go back and forth, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she patiently told me: "It is said that in order to save his beloved, the Ghost Emperor personally refined the Soul Requiem Bell and integrated it into the other's body. But Once there was turmoil in the underworld, the ghost emperor's lover, Yujia, was seriously injured, and the blood that flowed to the ground was collected by someone with a heart, and after being refined by an expert, it was re-condensed into a soul-suppressing bell."

Unexpectedly, this bell has such an allusion, and I like this bell pin more and more!

I stretched out my hand, trying to feel it, but Zhang Shuai slapped it down and gave me a blank look: "Is this something you can touch?"

"It's okay!" The proprietress put her hair in a bun: "It is said that no one has ever rang this bell chain in tens of thousands of years〇,,

"Really?" My heart began to be unconvinced, isn't it just a bell!It always feels like I can ring when I touch it.

"Of course it's true!" The landlady's eyes lit up, and she leaned over to me and said, "This bell chain is handed down from my ancestors. Since I was born, I haven't seen anyone who can ring it."

What is left by the ancestors, how much is that worth!Thinking about money, I feel that this bell chain may not be destined for me.

Sullenly withdrew his hand, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a word from the proprietress.

"Little buddy, don't you try it? According to the rules passed down from the ancestors, anyone who can shake him will be married to him for free!"

Oh shit!Can there be such a good thing?

"Do you want money for ringing the bell?" I'm used to being tricked by profiteers, so it's better to ask clearly before shaking the bell.

"Of course it's free!" The proprietress winked at me, "Why don't you give it a try, buddy!"

This is such a good thing, of course I have to try it, just as I was about to reach out to grab it, but Zhang Shuai snatched it first, "I'll try it first!" Hmph, you are a ghost, you are awesome!I watched unconvinced as he took my beloved bell pin in his hand.

The next second I laughed out loud, Zhang Shuai's grandson held the bell and shook it to the left and right, but the bell didn't make any sound at all, which is strange.

"Hahahaha, grandson, are you stupid? Look at me!" I almost fainted from laughing.

"Get out! Grandpa, I don't believe it!" Zhang Shuai held the bell and said plausibly, and the grandson used his cultivation to sacrifice the bell into the air.

The corner of my mouth twitched, isn't it just a bell, as for being so serious?

Zhang Shuai swiped at the bell floating in the air, and thin black smoke appeared faintly around the bell... The bell in the air began to vibrate, but there was no sound.

Zhang Shuai was on the bar with this bell, and he tried his best without believing in evil, and even broke out in cold sweat, the bell vibrated even more violently in the air...

It's just that the bell is like a dumbbell, and it still doesn't make a sound.

"Grass, this bell is broken." Zhang Shuai wiped the cold sweat off his face, pulled me and wanted to leave.

"Hey, I haven't tried it yet." He became even more curious about the bell pin, and involuntarily broke away from Zhang Shuai's hand.

"It's useless to try, you won't be able to shake it!" Zhang Shuai pouted at me.

I ignored his contempt, and couldn't wait to snatch the bell chain back from his hand. The moment my fingertips touched the bell pin, my brain buzzed, and I felt that something in my mind was about to burst come on...

A picture suddenly appeared in my mind: an ancient man in a large black robe, with loose hair, with his back to me, but holding a black bell in his hand...

When I took a closer look, the bell in his hand was exactly the same as the one I was holding now.It's just that the black air around his bell makes it even more mysterious...

The man's back is so familiar, so familiar that it seems to have some kind of strange connection with me, I reached out curiously, wanted to grab his sleeve, and asked who he was...

I stretched out my hand in mid-air, but stopped. The man seemed to have a tacit understanding with me and turned around. My terrified eyes were imprinted in his dark eyes!

The whole person feels like being shocked by an electric shock!

His face is exactly the same as mine!