Doe

"Fart!" Baili Jueming punched the wall, "He's him, I'm me, I won't take advantage of Xunwei! I won't go to that shitty place, no matter what evil spirits in the world, as many as there are, as many as less Just less, it has nothing to do with me."

Shi Wunian lowered his eyes, Master was right, he hadn't met Xie Xunwei 58 years ago, and in his heart "Siyin boy" was just a meaningless symbol.Now the master has a deep friendship with him, no matter what the master can't push him out as an amulet to travel to Xinanda.

Hmph, but he is still very angry. After he gets out, he must punish Master well.

Shi Wunian raised his hand and knocked on Baili Cassia Ming's head.

Baili Jueming covered his forehead and said angrily, "You are sick! Why did you hit me!"

"Punish you for Mrs. Xunwei." Shi Wunian said.

Baili Jueming was at a loss for words and fell silent for a while. Shi Wunian ignored him and continued to think.

Speaking of which, there is indeed a big difference between Master's life and death, and the difference in mind alone is a world of difference.The 58-year-old plan formulated by the master before his death was carried out exactly. He and the ghost master arrived at the Mu's bunker together according to the plan [-] years ago, received the bronze mirror, and learned the message of Xi Nanda.He thought he was looking for the truth of the past, but in fact he was stepping on the path calculated by his master before his death.Even if they missed the key message left by Grandpa Wudu, they still have the backup and support of Mu Jiabao to ensure that they will not deviate from the planned path.

Thinking about it now, Master probably predicted that Mu Pingwu would open the black coffin.He was well aware of Mu Pingwu's greed, so he handed over the choice to Mu Pingwu.Mu Pingwu abides by the rules and guards the secret treasury, so the Mujiabao will be safe and sound.If Mu Pingwu turns his back on the water, Mujiabao will become a ghost town.Even so, Mujiabao is a perfect place to store goods, because no one can break into the bloody haunted area and spy on the secret storehouse.

Except Baili Cassia herself.

According to Ghost Master's current mentality, changing his head might not be able to formulate such a strict plan.

What kind of tribulations did Master suffer during his lifetime to make him grow into such a person?Or... is there another explanation?There was an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, Shi Wu Nian rubbed his fingers, for some reason, he always felt cheated.

I can't figure it out for the time being, so I won't mention it.He looked sideways and glanced at the bronze mirror left by the master.This bronze mirror answered many of his doubts, and also gave him an extremely precious piece of information.He walked to the edge of the coffin at the end of the hall, brushed his fingertips across the smooth black paint surface of the coffin, and whispered: "Is it really better to be alive than to be dead? I never think so. Life is like a journey against life, life is short, death It is eternity. If there are no more living people in the world, and the world becomes a kingdom of the dead, it would be a good scene."

"..." Baili Jueming felt a little terrified, "What are you thinking about?" He kicked a box, "Is Mu Pingwu lying to us again? Where is his mirror?"

"It's fine if you can't find it, we already know what we need to know." Shi Wunian smiled lightly and lowered his eyes, "Does Yifu know the rosin yellow wax, fetal bone pills and old gold oil you mentioned in the mirror?"

Baili Jueming frowned slightly, "I seem to have heard of it."

"For the best ebony coffins, rosin, yellow wax, clam powder and clear oil are painted on the joints to prevent the coffin from bursting. This kind of coffin has been buried for more than 300 years, and the rosin and yellow wax scraped from inside will be smudged by the yin. It is the most yin thing. As for the fetal bone pill, it is taken from the parietal bone of a child who died young. It needs to be four corners and four edges, and it must be exactly the same. Old golden oil is the corpse oil deposited by old wet corpses. If the wet corpse is old enough, the corpse oil will turn from black to waxy yellow, and even golden. The golden one is called 'old golden oil' .These three things are all extremely yin and evil things.”

Baili Jueming was tongue-tied, "So you mean, in order to ensure that I would transform into a ghost after death, I took these three disgusting things to make alchemy? And ate them?"

Shi Wu nodded, "Of course."

Thinking of the disgusting things he had eaten, Baili Jueming's stomach was churning and he felt nauseated.On the other side, Shi Wunian pulled out a dagger and pried it into the edge of the coffin.Baili Jueming asked: "What are you doing?"

"This ebony black coffin is more than 300 years old. There must be rosin and yellow wax in it, and maybe there will be old gold oil." Shi Wunian opened a crack in the coffin board, "If the foster father has time, you might as well come Give me a hand."

"No, why do you want that thing?" Baili Jueming wondered.

Shi Wunian stopped moving and looked at him from afar, "Of course it's for alchemy."

"what?"

Shi Wunian took off the wrench and put it in his arms.Even in black gloves, his fingers were very long and beautiful.He said: "To tell the truth, I suffered a catastrophe when I was young, and I was plagued by serious illness. Counting carefully, there is not much time left. However, I just reunited with the person I like not long ago. We have been separated for several years, and we almost separated. Over the years, The only wish to keep me alive is to meet him." He stared at Baili Jueming, his eyes gradually darkened, and madness and longing secretly grew, "Father, I am a greedy person, and I don't have enough reunions and company. I want good nights, happy love and moonlight in the window, I want a happy love that will last forever, and I want to be gentle with him year after year. Only by becoming a ghost can I get rid of the pain and stay with him forever."

The topic suddenly became serious, and Baili Jueming scratched his head.He can run and jump, but he is a terminally ill sick man.Shi Wunian doesn't look very old, probably around the same age as Xun Wei.The young man was exactly the age of a tiger and a wolf, and his mind and eyes were full of thoughts about having a child with his favorite.Baili Jueming let out a sigh, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Being a ghost is not a good thing. Look at me, you can't die if you want to die. You still need to be cured. I'll catch Pei Zhen and come and treat you. .”

He lowered his head and continued to pry the coffin board, "Mr. Pei can't cure me."

"How do you know if you don't know?"

"Father, can you help?"

Baili Jueming was helpless, "Help, help."

The coffin board had been opened before, and it was not difficult to open it again. Two people moved one end of the coffin board and moved most of the coffin board, and the golden corpse liquid inside the coffin came into view.Sure enough, this is an excellent old wet corpse.The body fluid turned golden, which was the best, and even the stench sank to the point that it was barely noticeable.Baili Jueming wondered if this thing could be sold for money on the black market, glanced at Shi Wunian who lowered his head to scrape the rosin yellow wax, his hands were also a little itchy.After all, I couldn't do it, I felt weird and disgusting.Putting the candles on the coffin board, Baili Jueming looked around boredly.

The ghosts of Shi Wu Nian stood on the wall, lined up in a row, as if they were watching Shi Wu Nian scraping wax.Baili Jueming was so bored that he started counting his ghost images, from left to right, one, two, three, four...five.Something seemed wrong, Baili Jueming recalled the Ghost Attendant that was lost during the battle with Mrs. Mu, the first and second grades, plus the sixth and seventh grades that hiccupped in front of him.Counting and counting, there should be only four.

Baili Jueming raised his head and counted again, there were still five black shadows on the wall.

Baili Jueming: "..."

He stood up straight and watched one ghost after another. The two taller and slender ghosts were the first and second graders of junior high school. These two ghosts are the leaders of Shiwu Nian Ghost Servant, and Baili Jueming is familiar with them.The shorter one is Chu Liu, who can do nothing but open doors.The skinny one is Chuqi, he likes to pretend to be cute and call others brother, I don't know who he learned from.Then there was only the ghost on the far side, which was crowded against the crack of the wall, much taller than the other ghosts, as tall as a giant tower.It seemed to have noticed Baili Jueming's gaze, and instead of avoiding it, it moved its head slowly, stretched its neck, and poked towards Baili Jueming.

This appearance is really scary, because not only does he have a burly body, but he also has a longer neck than ordinary people.If it weren't for his strong body, Baili Jueming would have thought he was the ghost mother's silent clone.The neck stretches towards Baili Cassia, as if it really wants to stick out the wall and reach Baili Cassia's face.

"Son, are you done?" Baili Jueming asked.

"Okay." Shi Wunian put the two porcelain bottles containing old gold oil and rosin yellow wax into the bag.

"Aren't there any ghost servants with long necks among your ghost attendants?"

"My ghost servant pays great attention to appearance."

Baili Jueming ground his teeth, his hot palm burst out with flames, and he burned the stone wall, the ghost was scalded, and immediately retracted its neck like a tortoise, like a black swallow gliding over a stone beam, It disappeared in a flash.

When Shi Wunian saw the ghost, he was shocked and said, "Catch him, he is Mrs. Mu's ghost!"