I said depressedly: "Don't mention it. I wasn't going to deal with that kind of thing just now. I was careless and got hurt."
Lin Xueling asked: "Is that thing destroyed?"
"Not yet, it's a tie. This is not the place to talk. You're here just in time. Take me to the station. I want to go back to the village."
We don't dare to talk openly about ghosts and ghosts on the street now. Otherwise, we may be arrested and sent to a mental hospital, or we may go directly to the mental hospital.
Lin Xueling's head was full of questions, and she asked doubtfully: "Go back to the village? Isn't it dead? Are you going to run away if you can't beat me?"
"Let's play on the side. What's the point of running away? This is my strategy, do you understand? Besides, I don't have anything on me now. Even your smooth wooden sword is broken. I can't bite my fingers and bleed. Are you going to fight that thing?"
I said something angrily.
"That dirty thing is so violent, otherwise we should just leave it alone, and don't risk your own life by trying to do it."
Lin Xueling looked at me worriedly and tried to persuade me with lingering fear.
"I know what's going on, don't worry!"
I couldn't help but smile in my heart. It seems that society can really train people. Lin Xueling and I killed ghosts twice, and now she no longer shouts to kill, but is a little afraid of those dirty things.
We are both on the road, and we both know that this matter cannot be delayed, so we didn’t waste any time and got into the car each other.
This time, Lin Xueling did not drive her stylish little sports car, but a four-door sedan.
After getting in the car, Lin Xueling said she wanted to take me back. My friend thought it would be too troublesome and wanted to refuse, but Lin Xueling said she wanted to go out for a walk and happened to visit Senior Yang.
I couldn't resist her, so I had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat.
Lin Xue's hearse drove very steadily, and I hardly felt any bumps on the road, nor did I feel motion sickness. I yawned, but as I opened and closed my eyes, the scene in front of me actually changed...
I am not in the car at all at the moment, but in a cave. There are shiny flowers and plants growing on the cave floor. The cave is not very dark, the flowers and plants are fluorescent and the scenery is relatively beautiful.
I looked at this huge cave warily, and I was puzzled. I was obviously sitting in the car, but why did I arrive here in the blink of an eye?
Inside the cave, there is a circular pool, forming a small lake. In the center of the brilliant lake, there is a protruding flat land.
The flat ground is not very big, only about twenty square meters.
There is a piece of something like a tombstone erected on the ground, and it seems to be carved with many small characters densely packed on it.
I was also very curious, and I looked over there. There was no road on the lake, and because of the short distance, I couldn't see clearly what was written on the stone tablet.
"Stop sleeping, little liar, is this right here?"
At this moment, Lin Xueling's call suddenly came to my ears.
My head was confused, Lin Xueling was not in the cave, so how did her voice come?
When I was puzzled, in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of me changed again. This time I was sitting in a car, with the entrance of the small village in front of me.
"Well, this is here. By the way, did I fall asleep just now?"
I hummed, looked at Lin Xueling and asked doubtfully.
Lin Xueling rolled her eyes and said, "You still have the nerve to say that you fell asleep not long after we left the city. It's a death sleep. I called you several times on the way and you didn't wake up. If you weren't still breathing, I wouldn't have done it." I'm going to bring you a funeral home."
"Huh? Maybe it was because of my fight with that female ghost today that my energy was consumed too much."
I scratched my head in embarrassment and did not tell Lin Xueling about the cave.
That cave is definitely not simple. In fact, we practitioners generally don’t dream, so forget about ordinary dreams. But as long as you have weird dreams, it is a warning from God to you.
Before you investigate clearly, it's better not to talk nonsense to avoid causing disaster. It's better to ask Coffin Yang when you see him later.
Under my guidance, the car circled around the village and finally stopped at the door of Coffin Yang.
After getting out of the car, I took Lin Xueling inside.
Coffin Yang's home has remained the same for ten years, with almost no major changes.
It was Lin Xueling's first time here. Like a curious baby, her little head kept looking around, as if she was curious about everything here.
I am also speechless. She is a rich girl and has never seen anything. The magic weapon my master has here is not even half of what she has at home. Is it so novel?
"Hey! My dear apprentice, go to the city and bring back a wife?"
Coffin Yang was in high spirits and walked out of the house with his hands behind his back.
Lin Xueling's face suddenly turned red after being teased by Coffin Yang, as red as a ripe red apple.
I was also a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "Master, don't talk nonsense. This is my friend and a member of the Xuanmen. This time he is sending me back to pay a visit to you, Master."
Coffin Yang smiled and said: "What's the point of visiting a bad old man like me? Did you encounter any trouble when you came back this time?"
My little thoughts were exposed by Coffin Yang, so I simply stopped pretending.
"Hehe! Master, you are really good at calculating. We did encounter some trouble this time. Master, you are giving me a magical weapon, the kind of treasure that can kill a ghost in one go."
Coffin Yang glared at me and said angrily: "Damn! Do you think your master is Doraemon, who has everything? Last time I gave you a life-saving magic weapon, but in the end you didn't treat it as a good thing, what's wrong with master? ! It’s really cold, like the twelfth lunar month in winter..."
I don’t know when Coffin Yang became like this. Maybe it’s because of his age. Sometimes he is upright and stoic, and sometimes he acts like a child. It’s really hard to figure out his temper.
I stepped forward quickly and whispered: "Ahem! Master, what are you talking about? There are still people here. You have to maintain your strong character as a hermit!"
Coffin Yang Yixiang thought about it, and it made the same sense. He immediately became serious and said something in a deep voice.
"Come in and talk."
The speed of such a change of face made both Lin Xueling and I stunned.
Lin Xueling smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior Yang is really... informal!"
When I heard Lin Xueling's comment, I twitched the corners of my mouth twice. It was hard for Lin Xueling to come up with such a comment.
After all, with Coffin Yang's appearance, if others didn't know his abilities, who would think that he was a Taoist master?
The three of us walked into the living room, and after we sat down, Coffin Yang asked me what happened in the past few days. Coffin Yang is my master, so I can just say whatever I want, and there is nothing to hide.
When he talked about the human skin photo frame at the back, Coffin Yang's face suddenly changed color, his eyes flashed in panic, and even his voice was filled with shock.
"Human skin photo frame? Could it be that they found it?"
This sentence was almost subconsciously spoken by Coffin Yang. His voice was not loud, but we were not far away and we heard it clearly.
"Who has found the master?"
I frowned and asked in confusion.
Coffin Yang looked serious and said: "Nothing, you can't hide from this matter. You must kill the female ghost. Remember, you must kill it, and then bring the human skin photo frame here."
