Otherworldly Merchant

There's blood and brains all over that coin, which is obviously the weapon that pierces the eyebrows.

More obviously, this is what the godless old hunchback did!

But who the hell is he? Why did you help me so hard, but you never met me?

Of course, this is not the time to think about it. I have to get out of here right now.

And it's almost dawn. I have to get back to save Wu Lao!

After calling a car and calling Wu to tell him where the driver was, I closed my eyes and napped confused on the back of the chair.

I'm so tired of coming down these last few days...

Immediately after entering Shanxi Xiaoxi County City, he was pursued by the Apostle of Death, who then investigated the site to track down antiques and eliminate ghost gossip. Not waiting to take a breath, horseshoe came to Xi 'an without stopping. In order to save Wu Lao, he followed his soul charm into the Lingbao venue. After this war, he seemed to be very relaxed, but he drained all my energy!

If anyone wants to do this to me now, whether it's Dragon Springs or the Death Apostle, or the Freshly Sinned Spirit Club, it'll give me a pot to drink.

As soon as the taxi arrived at Wu's home, Xiao Wu and Uncle Dumb hurried out.

“Zhang Dazhang, how's it going? My grandfather..."

“Find all the sand in your house, prepare more salt water, sticky rice and burnt paper, as much as possible!” I interrupted him so desperately that I was instructed to walk inside.

Wu hurried to compare to Uncle Dumb.

Dumbbell nodded and ran off to prepare.

Wu took me into the secret room.

Wu Lao Bao was still lying on a small iron bed. Although his body did not continue to swell, it became more transparent, and he could not hold on for long.

I pulled out the copper can and said: "These beans are the souls of the murderer. I can't tell which one belongs to your grandfather. Let's do a good deed and save all these imprisoned souls. ”

“Find a big iron pot, put salt water and ju sand, and put beans on the inside shelf and burn them. When the pubic air in the beans is dispersed, your grandfather's soul returns to power. ”

“Zhang Dazhang, I... how can I thank you!” Wu's tears came out again.

“Don't say so, if you want to thank me, use your refreshments to learn, which is what your grandfather expected. Come on, let's get the old man in the bathtub.” After that, I dragged Wu Lao Bao's shoulders.

Wu Lao Bao was originally skinny as wood, but at this time, his body was full of yin qi and became extremely heavy.

Xiao Wu is a typical technical residential man with no strength at all. I am so weak now that I wasted so much effort to drag Wu Lao Bao into the bathtub.

I sat paralyzed on the floor and wiped a sweat bead on my forehead corner: “When Uncle Dumb comes back, bury the glutinous rice on him, turn it all black and replace it until the ghost poison in his body is sucked dry, so be it. ”

“Remember to wait for all the glutinous rice to change before cooking the beans after your grandfather regains his original shape, otherwise the flesh is full of gloom and your grandfather's soul will never get in. ”

“Also, when you cook beans, there will certainly be countless spirits scattered out, you open the doors and windows, burn more paper money outside the door, and put a sacrificial soul array in front of the stove. It's simple, why don't you just go ask around and let everyone know? Do you remember what I just said?” I asked.

“Remember!” Xiao Wu Lian nodded.

“Well, just do as I say. I'm really tired. I need to get some rest right away. If you don't understand anything, ask me again. ”

“Okay, Zhang Dazhang, don't worry, I will... bam!” Xiao Wu just said half of it and suddenly realized that it seemed a little ominous. He hastily changed his words: “Brother Zhang, rest well, I will do well.” Saying, lift me up.

He was going to let me go to his room on the first floor, but I insisted on sleeping in his grandfather's coffin bed on the third floor.

The coffin bed seemed ordinary, but it didn't do much good. I just closed my eyes and sank into my dream country, and then I had a dream.

Actually, I don't know if that was a dream.

Because I saw that infinite white bone again, standing high in the distance, a nine-story treasure tower.

Push the door along the long white bone step.

The view inside is completely different from the one I had a few times before.

Without the eight tall platforms, and without the golden blue-eyed deer.

It's a smoke in front of me.

Smoke rolled around like a series of scenes in front of me.

Ghostly Sensen's is a mess, the Niehe Bridge lookout township collapses countless times, there are white flagged newspaper mourners everywhere, symbols of Judge and Demon Emperor's sculpture has been broken, only the statue of Demon King is still there.

As the smoke rolled over, I saw Grandpa again, waving at me at the intersection of .

After a breath, the smoke was scattered again. In the eye curtain was a dazzling white mountain range. Few people seemed to gather beneath the mountain. The appearance was somewhat unclear, but it could be distinguished from the clothes, and they were all masters of the Zhang family in Jiangbei.

A golden kirin rushed out of a cave deep in the mountains, with a four-edged whip in his mouth, it came straight to me, as if to give me this thing...

Just moments after I picked up the gold whip, all the illusions were erased clean, in the shadow, flashed a familiar but made me hate the shadow of the bone, it was Dragon Qingqing Qiu!

He wore an assault blue shirt with his hands on his back, as if he were laughing out loud and fighting something.

All the scenes were fragmented, just a fragment, but it was so clear, like the future that was about to happen.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up.

From the first glance of the coffin, the sun was already bright, and the bright sun slanted in through the window, shining all over the grass, instantly creating an illusion for me.

I am not Zhang Jiulin, nor do I have any mission or responsibility. There is no Yoon Xinyue or Van Fan, nor do I know Li Mazi or Chuichi. I am just a dead bone sleeping in a coffin. It's all just a dream of mine!

I was so stunned that I woke up completely from the half-dream half-waken illusion and jumped out of the coffin.

Physical strength has fully recovered and almost exhausted spiritual power has returned to its peak during one dream.

Stretched out a lazy waist, moving hands and feet, feels wonderful, whether physical or mental, and has never been better!

Step just went downstairs to see how Wu Lao was doing, suddenly he heard a noise behind him.

Turn your head and see, that ordinary wooden coffin has collapsed!

It's not a simple breakdown or collapse, it's the whole thing that turns to ashes.

That ash still looks like a coffin, even the texture of Yang Wood can be seen clearly, as if the coffin had been aged for centuries!

I was so stunned, I almost couldn't tell if the view was real or illusory.