A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 111: Ten generations of love in exchange for your sword piercing the heart 12

Views:

Since I am an elder, I naturally dare not do anything. I discussed it with Wu Jian. Anyway, the old man also saw Lulu and the others, so he simply said that Huang Xiaolong overturned the huge pot. top cylinder.

Seeing the old man beating Huang Xiaolong, Wu Jian and I shook hands friendly and quickly reached an agreement.

When Wu Jian and I were drowsy, Huang Xiaolong came over with a limp and resentful face, followed by the still angry old man.

"This is my great-grandfather." Huang Xiaolong threw back his hand and introduced it very casually.

When the old man heard it, another shoe sole hit Huang Xiaolong's head. This time Huang Xiaolong was caught off guard, touched his head and said, "You still hit."

The old man glared and said, "I have an opinion."

Huang Xiaolong's chest rose and fell rapidly, then he lowered his head and said, "No."

The old man snorted twice, put on his shoes, and looked at Wu Jian and me with unkind eyes.

My nerves, which had been relieved by the old man putting on the shoes, suddenly became tense again. Looking at the old man, I giggled.

The old man gave me a disgusted look, and said to Wu Jian, "Why did you overturn my soup?"

As expected of a policeman, Wu Jian has a very good heart. First, he took a careful look at Huang Xiaolong, then pointed at the monster possessed by the man in long gown, and said, "Old man, I'm sorry, but that monster is really too ferocious. We couldn't stop it no matter what. .”

The old man took off his shoes again, and Wu Jian and I took a step back at the same time. Then, the old man's shoes came down with his hands, and hit Huang Xiaolong hard on the head again.

"Ouch, what are you doing?" Huang Xiaolong cried out in pain, completely unaware of being beaten.

The old man said bitterly: "You still say you are you?"

"It's really not me." Huang Xiaolong was very wronged.

"Humph..." The old man obviously didn't believe it, and said, "I was looking at him when he was talking just now, if it wasn't you, why did he look at you first?" The old man thought he knew the truth, and his gaze towards Huang Xiaolong became even more evil.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at Wu Jian resentfully, and at the moment when the cloth shoes were about to fall from the old man's hand, he stretched out his right hand, bent his thumb and little finger, and said with three fingers together: "By all heavens, I, Huang Xiaolong, swear, it was definitely not me who overthrew Grandpa!" Soup for nourishing the soul."

The old man's hand stopped abruptly less than 1 centimeter away from Huang Xiaolong, and then he turned his head to look at Wu Jiandao: "Interesting, hunting geese all day long, but today I was pecked by geese in the eyes, I knew that your government people wanted to be good at acting. "

Wu Jian was astonished, and was about to speak, when the old man continued: "The heavens swear, he still dares not to say anything, and the boy will die."

After finishing speaking, the cloth shoes fell towards Wu Jian. After all, Wu Jian had practiced before, and his reaction was very quick. He raised his right hand to block upwards, and made a fist with his left hand, as if to fight back, but the cloth shoes still hit Wu Jian fiercely. On the face, and then counted, no matter how Wu Jian resisted and blocked, the cloth shoes could always fall on his head and hit his heart fiercely.

Huang Xiaolong continued to look at me with resentful eyes and said, "Why didn't my great-grandfather beat you?"

I subconsciously wanted to answer, and when I was about to say something, I braked immediately, and then looked at Huang Xiaolong blankly: "Ah, what?"

Huang Xiaolong pursed his lips and gave me a thumbs up, and then the two of us quietly watched Wu Jian being beaten.

While Wu Jian was escaping, I took the time to look at Yan'er, sure enough, Yan'er's face was already dark, and she was holding Sister Hua's arm tightly, looking quite frightened.

The old man is a great grandfather, after all, he is a little older, after beating for half an hour, he stopped, and then walked over to Huang Xiaolong and said, "You know this soup."

Huang Xiaolong was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and replied: "I saw it in the classics at home."

The old man nodded with a look of relief, then saw the residue on the ground, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and smiled wryly, "That's all, that's all."

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Huang Xiaolong asked curiously.

The old man sighed and said, "You want to ask why the family says I'm dead, but I'm still here."

"No, no." Huang Xiaolong shook his head in embarrassment.

The old man waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I thought I was dead. I've been in this ghost place for almost 20 years, and you've grown up too."

In 20 years, Huang Xiaolong and I looked at each other. We were both shocked by what the old man said. The underground palace was discovered only a few months ago. If the old man really stayed there for 20 years, how did he get in

I was full of doubts, but the old man seemed to have no intention of saying anything, and walked slowly towards the giant pot that fell to the ground. He lifted it up, looked at it, and found that there was no drop left in it, so he couldn't help but sighed again.

Seeing that the old man was so sad, I deliberately found a topic and said, "Well, grandpa? I will also call you like Huang Xiaolong. Do you know a man who is General Huang Shuai? We heard someone call his name just now."

The old man frowned and said, "Why are you looking for Huang Shuai? He is not a good person."

I naturally know that Huang Shuai is not a good person, otherwise I would not help Lulu seek revenge from him. After all, this is Huang Xiaolong’s great-grandfather. No matter how he beat Huang Xiaolong and Wu Jian just now, he would not be an ordinary person. He didn't hide anything, and told the whole thing in detail.

"You mean there are ghosts with you?" After listening to the old man, he didn't pay attention to Huang Shuai's affairs, but asked about ghosts.

I nodded, moving slowly, for fear of scaring the old man.

The old man didn't speak, Huang Xiaolong said: "Grandpa, you..."

I didn't know what Huang Xiaolong meant. I looked at Huang Xiaolong suspiciously, and Huang Xiaolong said, "Grandpa is a genius in cultivating Taoism, and his ability is far superior to that of my parents."

I suddenly realized, and then became more puzzled.

The old man shook his head and said: "What a genius, I can't see ghosts now, but I will be able to see them after a while."

All eyes were on the old man, and the old man continued, "Do you know where this is?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"This is Pingshan, do you know what Pingshan is?"

Everyone continued to shake their heads.

"Pingshan is said to be a place of fairness between the Yin and Yang realms. People who practice Taoism here will become ordinary people, and ghosts will also become ordinary ghosts. As long as the public wind is together, everything will become fair."

I was shocked when I heard the words, I turned my head to look at the girls, I saw that even Sister Hua's expression changed, I knew that what the old man said was probably true.

"Wu Rui, tell this old man what I said." Sister Hua walked up to me in a few steps.

I nodded, and then told the old man. The old man also understood that there must be a ghost who wanted to send a message through me, so he put on a posture of listening attentively.

"Old man, when will the public wind blow?" I relayed Sister Hua's words, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart. Sister Hua was called an old man just now, but now she has become an old man.

The old man looked at the sky and said, "Tomorrow night at the latest, and tonight at the earliest."