"There are ghosts in this world!"
Lao Lu floated on the bedside and looked at the pale Tang Mingyuan.
"Ghosts are born out of resentment. You have never seen them before. They probably live too smoothly and have never seen the darkness in the world."
"Why can't they see you?"
Tang Mingyuan calmed down for a moment. After all, he had two lives and his ability to accept new things was greatly enhanced. He pointed to the servant on duty outside the door.
After fainting from fright last night, the servants carried Tang Mingyuan back to the bedroom and asked a doctor for treatment. He just regained consciousness for a moment.
"You are different from them, your soul is far beyond ordinary people."
The old deer floated back and forth: "Our family has been studying for decades, and the ghost body condensed with the help of soul refining techniques is still not as good as you. You can be called a born Taoist and a spiritual boy."
"I will not be a Taoist priest, but a monk."
Tang Mingyuan understood that the reason why his soul was so powerful was due to the fusion of the remnant soul of his predecessor, and asked again: "Listening to you, it sounds like you are working in the palace?"
"Our old deer once worked as an errand in the cold palace."
Lao Lu didn't hide anything and said directly: "Xiao Yizi, also known as Duke Zhou, is not an exaggeration to call our family teacher."
Tang Mingyuan said in surprise: "Master and apprentice are like father and son, why did they leave Duke Zhou's side?"
Lao Lu sighed: "After our family became ghosts, they followed Xiao Yizi all the time and accidentally discovered a big secret. As a result, the traces were accidentally exposed. Xiao Yizi wanted to kill our family and silence them."
"I see."
Tang Mingyuan rolled his eyes, changed the subject and said, "Eunuch Lu, I will arrange a tomb for you. It has good feng shui and is hidden. Duke Zhou will definitely not be able to find it."
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Lao Lu let out a strange laugh, which stung his soul like a needle pricking him: "Don't you want to know the secret?"
"In no mood!"
Tang Mingyuan shook his head like a rattle: "Those who know too many secrets will not end well."
"Our family insists on telling you."
Lao Lu said: "Everyone in the world says that Governor Zhou is extremely talented, but this is not the case. He was able to cultivate the Epiphyllum Collection by consuming another thing."
Tang Mingyuan heard Zhao Mu talk about this evil skill, and he had some vague suspicions in his heart. He was so scared that he covered his ears, wishing he could faint again.
"Eternal youth and immortality!"
There was no mouth, nose or ears on Lao Lu's face, and his voice sounded directly in Tang Mingyuan's mind, with unabashed greed, obsession, madness and fear.
"In order to prolong our lives, our family has been keeping a few desires and recuperating for decades. We know that we have power at our fingertips, but we dare not touch it at all."
"Before he died, he went through all kinds of torture to forcibly arouse his resentment towards the human world, draw innate energy to infuse his soul, and he was transformed from a human into a fierce ghost!"
Lao Lu said jealously: "There are people in the world who can gain immortality without paying anything."
"Longevity..."
Tang Mingyuan lay on the bed in a daze, not wanting to listen to Lao Lu's complaints and thinking about how to survive in the future.
Many emperors in the past dynasties would rather harm the country and the people for the sake of illusory immortality.
Now that I have seen the real immortal, how can I go crazy? And those who know this secret have no choice but to die.
Lao Lu woke up from his frenzy, and his turbulent soul slowly calmed down.
"What are you afraid of? Our family will make this secret public. How can we kill everyone in the world?"
Tang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, I don't have to hide in the ravine and eat dirt."
Lao Lu said: "Don't you ask why our family wants to announce the secret?"
Tang Mingyuan said: "It should be that Eunuch Lu has no choice but to stop Duke Zhou."
"Little Yizi even sleeps with his eyes open. He is protected by the Nine Layers of True Gang at any time. Our family has no chance to seize the body."
Lao Lu said: "If we simply make it public, the heroes of the world will surround and kill Xiao Yizi, there may be some hope."
"Ergong Deer is very scheming."
Tang Mingyuan sneered secretly, guessing that Lao Lu not only wanted to fish in troubled waters, but also wanted to destroy himself if he couldn't get it.
Lao Lu said: "Now that we have finished talking about the business, there is still a small matter for our family."
Tang Mingyuan said: "Eunuch Lu, please speak."
Lao Lu sighed: "Our family has no children. When we were alive, we had no descendants, and when we died, we didn't even have anyone to go to the grave to burn paper."
"Today I saw that you are born with a powerful soul, and I want to accept you as a disciple and pass on the mantle of our family."
"This...isn't good, I have a teacher."
Tang Mingyuan was extremely vigilant. The man in front of him was really telling lies, and he didn't know how many of them were true.
How could a ruthless man who could cut off eggs while alive and kill himself in his ancestral graves not even be counted as a human being after his death suddenly care about some bullshit mantle?
“Our family values reality rather than name.”
Lao Lu said: "Our family will pass down the skills to you. It is your choice to practice or not to practice in the future."
Tang Mingyuan had no way to refute, and couldn't stop Eunuch Lu's voice, so he simply agreed: "Please give me some advice, Eunuch Lu."
"Ever since our family learned that there are ghosts in the world, and that the lifespan of evil ghosts is many times longer than that of living people, we have been obsessed with figuring out how people turn into ghosts."
Lao Lu said calmly: "I searched through the Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Chamberlain and found several Buddhist and Taoist scriptures on spiritual cultivation. After studying them, I merged them into a volume of spiritual cultivation techniques."
"Later, he became a disciple of the Sanyang Sect and learned the art of ghost refining. He used it on himself before his death and was lucky enough to succeed."
"Now that I have become a ferocious ghost, I have gained insights into the art of cultivating the spirit and refining ghosts. I have filled in the gaps and perfected a whole volume of exercises..."
Lao Lu pondered for a moment and continued: "Name it the Ghost Immortal Life-Extension Sutra. Our family will pass this sutra on to you, and you can try to use it when your life is over in the future."
"Life is as long as the grass and trees are in autumn!"
Tang Mingyuan was like a virtuous monk, admonishing: "Don't waste your time while you are alive. When you die, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust. Why should you be overly attached?"
"Our family has heard thousands of such nonsense."
Lao Lu said: "You are still young. You don't know the helplessness of aging, and you don't understand the fear of dying. How can you talk about life and death?"
"The technique is passed on to you today. You can decide whether to practice it or not when you get older."
Lao Lu rolled up a brush and started writing on the paper. In the eyes of others, it was the brush writing on its own.
After a while.
The brush clattered onto the table, and the cold atmosphere in the room disappeared.
Tang Mingyuan stared at the paper full of writings, remained silent for a long time, and carefully put it in his arms.
In my previous life, I lived in an era of information and technology explosion, and it was easier for people to accept the fact that people turned into ghosts than people in this era.
Tang Mingyuan looked embarrassed and couldn't help but lament in his heart.
"What the hell is this! Why do I keep losing to the ancients?"
…
The first year of Longqing.
First grade of junior high school.
Xiu Mu, the chamberlain secretary.
Eunuch Yuan had no time to spare. He washed the toilet in the freezing cold wind, and his hands were red and cracked from the cold.
As a personal attendant of the late emperor, he failed to perform any meritorious service during the change of dynasties. He was bound to be liquidated afterwards and had to either guard the imperial mausoleum or fall into the water.
Grand Master Yuan, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, was willing to be humble and knelt down in front of the younger generation, Xiao Zhongzi, and kowtowed.
He flattered a lot, said a lot of loyal words, and scolded Eunuch Zhou's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Of course, Xiao Zhongzi was happy to hear this and waved his hand to Eunuch Yuan to pour the night fragrance.
Eunuch Yuan worked very hard to clean the toilet, and used his fingers to dig out the dirt from the gaps little by little. He must make it happy and comfortable for the nobleman.
suddenly.
An old voice floated in the wind.
"Dear Master of Ceremonies, is it worth it to inflict such injustice on yourself? Why not go to the imperial mausoleum to retire!"
Eunuch Yuan kept moving his hands and put his head into the toilet, smelling carefully to see if the smell had been rinsed away, and took this opportunity to block the sound transmission and replied.
"Didn't Eunuch Yi leave too?"
"As long as our family is still in this palace, sooner or later we can get back everything that belongs to our family!"
(End of chapter)
